<?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-1431266465340321570</id><updated>2011-12-02T23:27:40.620-06:00</updated><category term='Photography'/><category term='Baby'/><title type='text'>The Mom Jeans Memoir</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6768685744520787403</id><published>2011-11-29T10:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:57:22.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>eleven/eleven/eleven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DT0Hz21bP7I/TtUOz69QY4I/AAAAAAAAB5c/MaC3f8qDaLA/s1600/luke%2Brussell.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DT0Hz21bP7I/TtUOz69QY4I/AAAAAAAAB5c/MaC3f8qDaLA/s400/luke%2Brussell.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680462790160049026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOR5EhHBn44/TtUOzn7IdiI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/_azDlskRDds/s1600/mom%2Bluke.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOR5EhHBn44/TtUOzn7IdiI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/_azDlskRDds/s400/mom%2Bluke.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680462785050867234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qq3mSZ-bEU/TtUOySJbegI/AAAAAAAAB5E/V_Xm2cCBVdg/s1600/d%2Band%2Bl.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qq3mSZ-bEU/TtUOySJbegI/AAAAAAAAB5E/V_Xm2cCBVdg/s400/d%2Band%2Bl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680462762025384450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzQ2vmMd8eo/TtUOx2C3iHI/AAAAAAAAB44/6O5pGSJCTHo/s1600/family%2Bof%2B4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzQ2vmMd8eo/TtUOx2C3iHI/AAAAAAAAB44/6O5pGSJCTHo/s400/family%2Bof%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680462754481670258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxCCfmWkiSE/TtUOxpRM5UI/AAAAAAAAB4s/9zbEdVQboyQ/s1600/IMG_6500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxCCfmWkiSE/TtUOxpRM5UI/AAAAAAAAB4s/9zbEdVQboyQ/s400/IMG_6500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680462751052129602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-6768685744520787403?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6768685744520787403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/11/eleveneleveneleven.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6768685744520787403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6768685744520787403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/11/eleveneleveneleven.html' title='eleven/eleven/eleven'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DT0Hz21bP7I/TtUOz69QY4I/AAAAAAAAB5c/MaC3f8qDaLA/s72-c/luke%2Brussell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-3990811117422198129</id><published>2011-11-06T12:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T13:10:46.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween and Baby #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's our little Sheriff! He was SO adorable I don't even know what to do with myself. We didn't do a lot of trick-or-treating this year. Three houses. Two were the grandparents. But, he enjoyed himself and actually made it home with a TON of candy. Ah, the life of the only grandchild!  He's had a really good run.  Next year we'll do more for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7HMDJ7PEdKE/TrbZ98vELtI/AAAAAAAAB4c/7GDsBWJQKgE/s1600/Halloween%2BDean.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7HMDJ7PEdKE/TrbZ98vELtI/AAAAAAAAB4c/7GDsBWJQKgE/s400/Halloween%2BDean.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671960439018499794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e5aBpvMxICE/TrbZ9v3n4dI/AAAAAAAAB4M/sy-mq2yTIz0/s1600/IMG_6063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e5aBpvMxICE/TrbZ9v3n4dI/AAAAAAAAB4M/sy-mq2yTIz0/s400/IMG_6063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671960435564732882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little baby #2 update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're scheduled for an induction on 11/11/11!  (if we make it to friday)  We're getting geared up around here.  And by "we" I really mean me.  Lots of laundry, charging of camera batteries, packing of bags, freezing of meals, stocking of shelves and general house cleaning.  Meanwhile, Daddy is spending his weekend on the couch with a little stomach bug and Dean is recovering from a nasty cold.  Not ideal but, we are grateful that our parents are so close and SO HELPFUL!  We love them and appreciate them more than they know!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also so grateful for such a sweet, loving, happy and adaptable 2-year-old!  Dean, I love you and adore you and thank you for hanging in there with Mommy, even when she's big and fat and doesn't want to do anything fun.  Even when she can't bend down comfortably to play trains with you.  And, especially when her patience is running thin.  I'm sorry and I love you.  You are the best and I couldn't ask for anything more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby #2 is getting bigger everyday (praise the Lord!), kicking my right side non-stop and moving around every time he hears his big brother yell, talk or play....which is a lot.  :)  I'm so excited to introduce Dean and the baby.  What a moment that will be.  Wow.  Please keep us in your prayers this week.  Specific prayer requests for a safe and healthy delivery and baby AND for a speedy and full recovery of Daddy &amp;amp; Dean so everyone is on their game by Friday!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you soon!&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/1431266465340321570-3990811117422198129?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3990811117422198129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-and-baby-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3990811117422198129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3990811117422198129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-and-baby-2.html' title='Halloween and Baby #2'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7HMDJ7PEdKE/TrbZ98vELtI/AAAAAAAAB4c/7GDsBWJQKgE/s72-c/Halloween%2BDean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-8791546621573734065</id><published>2011-10-25T12:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T12:24:10.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions &amp; Tigers &amp; FROGS!  Oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning was Dean's Noah's Ark Parade at school. (We borrowed the adorable frog costume from a sweet friend! Thanks Alix!) I was about 98% sure he'd throw a fit when I tried to dress him in it, and he didn't disappoint. I handed the costume to his teacher and said, "you can TRY to put it on him but, I'm not sure he's going to go for it."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took my place in the lobby along the parade route and waited for my little guy to come out dressed as himself. But, apparently there was some magic teacher voodoo that happened because Dean rolled out fully dressed in the costume. EVEN in the hat. I was dying. I don't know how they did it?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was such a cutie pie and I got some great shots of our frog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBAIEvjp7jg/TqbwUCBalkI/AAAAAAAAB3E/runCh3b8Bfw/s1600/IMG_6017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBAIEvjp7jg/TqbwUCBalkI/AAAAAAAAB3E/runCh3b8Bfw/s400/IMG_6017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667481408023205442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsSbWGqZi9Y/TqbwEiT8j4I/AAAAAAAAB24/e-Ra72XdqHs/s1600/IMG_6032.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsSbWGqZi9Y/TqbwEiT8j4I/AAAAAAAAB24/e-Ra72XdqHs/s400/IMG_6032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667481141812957058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wS9aRHwPmvY/TqbwEZmbkvI/AAAAAAAAB2s/tPUhwb1-gxw/s1600/IMG_6038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wS9aRHwPmvY/TqbwEZmbkvI/AAAAAAAAB2s/tPUhwb1-gxw/s400/IMG_6038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667481139474567922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-8791546621573734065?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8791546621573734065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/10/lions-tigers-frogs-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8791546621573734065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8791546621573734065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/10/lions-tigers-frogs-oh-my.html' title='Lions &amp; Tigers &amp; FROGS!  Oh my!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBAIEvjp7jg/TqbwUCBalkI/AAAAAAAAB3E/runCh3b8Bfw/s72-c/IMG_6017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-388787581850337751</id><published>2011-10-17T11:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:26:38.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bVM06SOlDsg/TpxVcc42CNI/AAAAAAAAB2c/3i_RJb8W90E/s1600/IMG_5913%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bVM06SOlDsg/TpxVcc42CNI/AAAAAAAAB2c/3i_RJb8W90E/s400/IMG_5913%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664496378604554450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dean:  25 mos. (completely uninterested in having his picture taken with Mommy)&lt;div&gt;Mom:  28 years (slightly tired of carrying a pumpkin under her shirt all day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Boy #2:  35 weeks (almost ready for his big debut!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy:  28 years (not pictured but, also very ready to meet his second son)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-388787581850337751?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/388787581850337751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-fall.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/388787581850337751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/388787581850337751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-fall.html' title='Happy Fall!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bVM06SOlDsg/TpxVcc42CNI/AAAAAAAAB2c/3i_RJb8W90E/s72-c/IMG_5913%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-216345729558652848</id><published>2011-10-06T13:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T14:30:51.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"I'm back," probably isn't the BEST title for this post because:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A) I physically never left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B) I'm getting more pregnant by the minute and, let's be honest, mentally I'm more than a bit checked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C) This is just my half-hearted-I-feel-guilty-for-not-posting-in-over-a-month post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that doesn't get you excited to read the rest of my post...well, sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, we have had a whole stinkin' lot going on. Since my last post we hosted a Baylor couples weekend at the lake, I co-hosted a bridal shower, my brother got married, my first born turned 2, and started Mother's Day Out, AND went to his first dentist appointment. Oh, and I turned 28 and entered my 3rd trimester somewhere in there, as well. There's been a lot of activity which also means a lot of excuses NOT to blog. But, I'm going to give myself a break on this one...I'll save my usual mom-guilt and harsh self-criticism for another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW for a little photo dump to get you up-to-speed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our 2011 Baylor lake crew.  They are all so much fun and such a blessing.  We only wished we all lived closer to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B22g_6yX834/To3-GO4NiaI/AAAAAAAAB2U/_-FCagGdTs8/s1600/IMG_5233.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B22g_6yX834/To3-GO4NiaI/AAAAAAAAB2U/_-FCagGdTs8/s400/IMG_5233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459689701116322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our big 2-year-old!  We got him a train table this year and it is by far his FAVORITE gift.  Yippee for Thomas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hm_Ks77S2F0/To3-F-T3rFI/AAAAAAAAB2M/IutiYNMkzMc/s1600/IMG_5444.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hm_Ks77S2F0/To3-F-T3rFI/AAAAAAAAB2M/IutiYNMkzMc/s400/IMG_5444.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459685253721170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First day of Mother's Day Out.  It was just like everyone tells you.  The first day's drop-off is rough on the little one and Mom.  The second day?  You're there 10 minutes early to drop-off and you're racing out the door to enjoy your new found freedom.  Yes, we BOTH love MDO.  (Isn't he the cutest little stinker!?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yX2Wv-WSeC4/To3-FjKE4OI/AAAAAAAAB2E/QnHL43pYAPM/s1600/IMG_5501.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yX2Wv-WSeC4/To3-FjKE4OI/AAAAAAAAB2E/QnHL43pYAPM/s400/IMG_5501.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459677964886242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9-9-11 started out with a birthday breakfast and play session at Chik-fil-a with our main man, Scotty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yx7fYZ1LsWc/To397iIaqyI/AAAAAAAAB18/RwJTSjZmyPk/s1600/IMG_5529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yx7fYZ1LsWc/To397iIaqyI/AAAAAAAAB18/RwJTSjZmyPk/s400/IMG_5529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459505890798370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After breakfast we headed to the Children's Museum with Scotty and played and played and PLAYED!  They had so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--aDIL9seSQg/To397WCKQ9I/AAAAAAAAB10/mNNDdxqq6a4/s1600/IMG_5562.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--aDIL9seSQg/To397WCKQ9I/AAAAAAAAB10/mNNDdxqq6a4/s400/IMG_5562.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459502643332050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We opened lots of gifts and blew out candles with Ya-Ya and "Days." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pPPe2mVrJaQ/To397ICz2uI/AAAAAAAAB1s/8EqLJhL4ZiA/s1600/IMG_5620.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pPPe2mVrJaQ/To397ICz2uI/AAAAAAAAB1s/8EqLJhL4ZiA/s400/IMG_5620.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459498887961314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We then opened MORE gifts and blew out MORE candles with Peach, Big, Nanny &amp;amp; Poppa Brown.  Most spoiled grandchild in America?  I think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JkvbZPsVDeo/To396peNzLI/AAAAAAAAB1k/E3cV7CuuZn0/s1600/IMG_5690.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JkvbZPsVDeo/To396peNzLI/AAAAAAAAB1k/E3cV7CuuZn0/s400/IMG_5690.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459490681408690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrated our wonderful Daddy at "Dads and Donuts Day" at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5CADHqltDSI/To396dk7wgI/AAAAAAAAB1c/RC4TmYX_iYU/s1600/IMG_5733.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5CADHqltDSI/To396dk7wgI/AAAAAAAAB1c/RC4TmYX_iYU/s400/IMG_5733.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459487488360962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still loving our swim lessons.  And still mastering our skills on the big slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKqMcFLLR_g/To39qa4KmHI/AAAAAAAAB1U/K-PQvtmrqmg/s1600/IMG_5746.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKqMcFLLR_g/To39qa4KmHI/AAAAAAAAB1U/K-PQvtmrqmg/s400/IMG_5746.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459211885811826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dean's first dentist visit.  Completely hysterical.  Start to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rLqqKsJRCB8/To39p1-j8cI/AAAAAAAAB1M/WgoYb68f1RE/s1600/IMG_5779.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rLqqKsJRCB8/To39p1-j8cI/AAAAAAAAB1M/WgoYb68f1RE/s400/IMG_5779.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459201980527042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya, I'm in the home stretch.  This is one of those moments you hear the picture sound go off on your phone and then immediately hear your husband giggling like a girl.  Dork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJjqRH2sRaE/To39phNS-FI/AAAAAAAAB1E/smKa_iMEsjI/s1600/IMG_0519.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJjqRH2sRaE/To39phNS-FI/AAAAAAAAB1E/smKa_iMEsjI/s400/IMG_0519.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459196405184594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is our littlest guy.  We have (finally) decided on a name and we're looking forward to meeting him VERY soon!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGk-UENHTXg/To39pU5xcdI/AAAAAAAAB08/-8JsxGQVyFE/s1600/IMG_0533.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGk-UENHTXg/To39pU5xcdI/AAAAAAAAB08/-8JsxGQVyFE/s400/IMG_0533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459193102070226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, here are my two handsome dates for my brother's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L4n5KygEkjc/To39pdsKnfI/AAAAAAAAB00/lRB1Yi2XUUg/s1600/IMG_0546.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L4n5KygEkjc/To39pdsKnfI/AAAAAAAAB00/lRB1Yi2XUUg/s400/IMG_0546.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660459195460918770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-216345729558652848?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/216345729558652848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/216345729558652848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/216345729558652848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back...'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B22g_6yX834/To3-GO4NiaI/AAAAAAAAB2U/_-FCagGdTs8/s72-c/IMG_5233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5233248590086483515</id><published>2011-08-09T20:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T21:27:05.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another bold move toward being a big boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me:  Hi, this is Dean.  And, he needs a haircut.  Well, not really a hair&lt;i&gt;cut&lt;/i&gt;, just a little trim.....I don't like to call it a hair-CUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barber:  Ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  Really though, don't cut his curls off.  Seriously, I cried the last time someone did that.  It was a disaster.  He looked like he was 3 or 4 and really he's not even 2, yet.  Well, he'll be 2 in a month but, you get the picture, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barber:  (odd look)  Yes, ma'am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  I like it longer.  You know not too short or anything. MAYBE, like a 1/4"-1/2" off.  (I grab a piece of his hair between my fingers to show him specifically what that looks like to me)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barber:  Yes, ma'am.  The curls are staying.  Mom likes the curls.  Hey, big man.  Hop up here and let's do this thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  Well, ACTUALLY (the barber picks him up and places him in the chair) he likes to sit in my lap during his haircuts.  He gets nervous and really doesn't like the clippers.  (At this point the smock is on and the dum-dum is in his mouth)  I'd hate to cause a scene. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barber:  Are you sure about that, mom?  I think he's going to do it &lt;b&gt;all by himself today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  (in my head)  All by himself?!  ALL BY HIMSELF?  TODAY?  Well, I'll give it 30 more seconds and then I'm sure he'll remember how much he hates those clippers around his ears.  THEN he'll need me.  For sure.  No doubt.  He'll need me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Insert video of Dean doing just fine with clippers here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e3dbe41e1fa4ad38" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3dbe41e1fa4ad38%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D136C5B7960ABA0ED8FD868EC7597CB2F32D54810.4CB2AF6D6816523AA839D0B4D216CB345A4A8E84%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3dbe41e1fa4ad38%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dgfx7L4lOFUmBUc4gYOdcq96lnpQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3dbe41e1fa4ad38%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D136C5B7960ABA0ED8FD868EC7597CB2F32D54810.4CB2AF6D6816523AA839D0B4D216CB345A4A8E84%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3dbe41e1fa4ad38%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dgfx7L4lOFUmBUc4gYOdcq96lnpQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barber: Man, this is big-boy-stylin' today.  Mom, he's really doing great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  He sure is.  Go Dean.  Big-boy-style.  woo-woo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  (in my head)  He's doing great without me.  That IS good but, I also want him to cry.  And need me.  And he doesn't anymore.  Great.  Am I going to cry?  Oh my goodness, I'm going to cry.  This is a moment.  Hold it in.  Suck it in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barber:  How am I doing mom?  You ok with the look we've got goin' over here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  No, I'm not.  Wait, ummm, ya-ya lookin' good.  Lookin' good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wx1deRShSqs/TkHq3BvFhwI/AAAAAAAAB0k/ijQ-izNTwUg/s400/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639046439524206338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&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;He's killing me softly, folks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-5233248590086483515?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5233248590086483515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/08/yet-another-bold-move-toward-being-big.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5233248590086483515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5233248590086483515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/08/yet-another-bold-move-toward-being-big.html' title='yet another bold move toward being a big boy'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wx1deRShSqs/TkHq3BvFhwI/AAAAAAAAB0k/ijQ-izNTwUg/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5300414005634801291</id><published>2011-08-03T14:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:34:24.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dean's First Astros Game!  It was definitely way to early for him to truly enjoy a baseball game but, we had great seats &amp;amp; thought he might enjoy a hot dog.  And ice cream.  And he did.  The game?  Not so much.  He did get a kick out of the big choo-choo train though.  He also enjoyed tooting and stinking up our seating area so badly that I'm sure those around us found it difficult to believe that those smells came out of a little boy and not his big pregnant mom.  We left during the third inning.  Maybe next year? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S_XoNx3-PBQ/Tjmo2AX1x5I/AAAAAAAABz0/VIJZmAKunnA/s1600/IMG_4924.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S_XoNx3-PBQ/Tjmo2AX1x5I/AAAAAAAABz0/VIJZmAKunnA/s400/IMG_4924.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636722054397282194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxvJPDtZJUQ/Tjmo12U-EGI/AAAAAAAABzs/AMJEjick42c/s1600/IMG_4919.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxvJPDtZJUQ/Tjmo12U-EGI/AAAAAAAABzs/AMJEjick42c/s400/IMG_4919.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636722051700887650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dean's first sno-cone.  This was a slam dunk.  There was not a lot of talking.  Not much movement.  Just spoon to mouth, spoon to mouth.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfdWezo4PN0/Tjmo1kGWegI/AAAAAAAABzk/x2GXC5_dApg/s1600/IMG_4937.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfdWezo4PN0/Tjmo1kGWegI/AAAAAAAABzk/x2GXC5_dApg/s400/IMG_4937.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636722046807734786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ue-SJ_KDKKA/Tjmo1T2tbvI/AAAAAAAABzc/ksbz4GoONao/s1600/IMG_4945.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ue-SJ_KDKKA/Tjmo1T2tbvI/AAAAAAAABzc/ksbz4GoONao/s400/IMG_4945.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636722042447163122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P0U3Crou48s/TjmpOMPxe3I/AAAAAAAAB0c/qzjT4qRr1J0/s1600/IMG_4943.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P0U3Crou48s/TjmpOMPxe3I/AAAAAAAAB0c/qzjT4qRr1J0/s400/IMG_4943.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636722469901532018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2IhNKMtdn-Q/TjmpNzdF7eI/AAAAAAAAB0U/NvPf5uLbcOM/s1600/IMG_4957.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2IhNKMtdn-Q/TjmpNzdF7eI/AAAAAAAAB0U/NvPf5uLbcOM/s400/IMG_4957.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636722463246511586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was (finally) able to finish my first commissioned painting for Jo &amp;amp; her husband!  Thanks, Jo, (if you're reading) for your patience with this new artist.  Painting for someone else adds much more pressure - but, I did enjoy creating a piece for some one's home.  It is now in the process of being crated &amp;amp; shipped to it's new home in Australia!  Yippee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWO4zW2CC0o/TjmpNirC5pI/AAAAAAAAB0M/FozFO_9MKaM/s1600/IMG_4899.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWO4zW2CC0o/TjmpNirC5pI/AAAAAAAAB0M/FozFO_9MKaM/s400/IMG_4899.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636722458741630610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dean's last time sleeping in his crib and first time sleeping in his big boy bed happened last week.  I cried.  I cried while I was reading him bedtime stories in his big boy bed.  Michael had to come fill in because I was getting super emotional - and Dean couldn't understand why reading Elmo was making me sad.  I couldn't help it.  He's almost 2, he's moved on from the crib, he's starting mother's day out, I bought him a lunch box this past weekend...it's all kind of happening at once and it takes me by surprise.  Everyone tells you the grow up fast but, they REALLY DO!  The transition has tapped me out.  The first night he was out and back in bed (I counted) 84 times.  I had back spasms the next day.  But, here we are on week two and we've made serious improvement.  He was only out of bed twice last night!  I went with the Super Nanny method.  There is probably a great book out there I should have read but, I just decided to go for it.  The funny thing is I thought getting him to nap in his crib was tough.  I know when he starts potty training I'll laugh and say, "Whew, and I thought the big boy bed was hard!"  I have a sneaking suspicion that these transitions aren't going to get easier.  (eek, I just mentally pictured him moving into his college dorm.  I must stop.  I'm tearing up.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1rVyJjW6NI/TjmpNKlH_FI/AAAAAAAAB0E/WGVGmPySZzQ/s1600/IMG_4857.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1rVyJjW6NI/TjmpNKlH_FI/AAAAAAAAB0E/WGVGmPySZzQ/s400/IMG_4857.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636722452274347090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JDcsTs8vG3U/TjmpM9vj5RI/AAAAAAAABz8/I-ctkzHnzqI/s1600/IMG_4887.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JDcsTs8vG3U/TjmpM9vj5RI/AAAAAAAABz8/I-ctkzHnzqI/s400/IMG_4887.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636722448828458258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-5300414005634801291?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5300414005634801291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/08/recent-firsts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5300414005634801291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5300414005634801291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/08/recent-firsts.html' title='Recent Firsts'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S_XoNx3-PBQ/Tjmo2AX1x5I/AAAAAAAABz0/VIJZmAKunnA/s72-c/IMG_4924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-3890232193548382460</id><published>2011-07-25T14:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T15:09:44.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend without the kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We spent the weekend with some of our neighbors soaking up the sun (I really soaked up way too much) and enjoying each other's company without the company of our small boys. I will say, when I first moved into our neighborhood I was sceptical about meeting couples that were our age. But, God has really provided us with some great friendships that are conveniently located within walking distance of us. And, since our lives will be slowing down a bit with the new baby this fall, I'm really trying to focus some energy on having fun with friends! We boated, floated, golfed, got our nails done, enjoyed the pool, ate some delicious meals together and most importantly got a chance to relax just a bit! Here's what six parents on their "off-time" looks like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Z&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDvItsrFLjg/Ti3MAhvU_bI/AAAAAAAABzU/9eftO0394nQ/s1600/IMG_4971.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDvItsrFLjg/Ti3MAhvU_bI/AAAAAAAABzU/9eftO0394nQ/s400/IMG_4971.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633383018339302834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad can do tricks too, Dean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ggBJhn3IFS0/Ti3MAvVa36I/AAAAAAAABzM/yyIqgtQXJfg/s1600/IMG_5015.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ggBJhn3IFS0/Ti3MAvVa36I/AAAAAAAABzM/yyIqgtQXJfg/s400/IMG_5015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633383021988732834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deanna &amp;amp; Christine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrJieYsom4A/Ti3MASeHB4I/AAAAAAAABzE/GaHY4-brCMc/s1600/IMG_5024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrJieYsom4A/Ti3MASeHB4I/AAAAAAAABzE/GaHY4-brCMc/s400/IMG_5024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633383014240552834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Cresaps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47P7EqWhO0w/Ti3MAG_Pq9I/AAAAAAAABy8/0Tlaf9uHlcE/s1600/IMG_5026.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47P7EqWhO0w/Ti3MAG_Pq9I/AAAAAAAABy8/0Tlaf9uHlcE/s400/IMG_5026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633383011158305746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Cresap trying his hand at boat dock swing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLmTfz5Mzrw/Ti3Ly9F_HZI/AAAAAAAABy0/kudEciigOAg/s1600/IMG_5051.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLmTfz5Mzrw/Ti3Ly9F_HZI/AAAAAAAABy0/kudEciigOAg/s400/IMG_5051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633382785163926930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The normally hard-working moms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VxQpxSwecJk/Ti3Lyuv96tI/AAAAAAAABys/yKzrlJKJm6w/s1600/IMG_5057.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VxQpxSwecJk/Ti3Lyuv96tI/AAAAAAAABys/yKzrlJKJm6w/s400/IMG_5057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633382781313477330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan's Mom &amp;amp; Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xvtgx0u9kBM/Ti3LyYK7XpI/AAAAAAAAByk/euysh5vh1_E/s1600/IMG_5062.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xvtgx0u9kBM/Ti3LyYK7XpI/AAAAAAAAByk/euysh5vh1_E/s400/IMG_5062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633382775252541074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scotty's Mom &amp;amp; Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Xk7fKSaRS0/Ti3LyFdrVuI/AAAAAAAAByc/3TvGDhMR--c/s1600/IMG_5063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Xk7fKSaRS0/Ti3LyFdrVuI/AAAAAAAAByc/3TvGDhMR--c/s400/IMG_5063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633382770230908642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dean's Mom &amp;amp; Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q23FvP6tAbU/Ti3LxybjwgI/AAAAAAAAByU/JTkZYymc2G4/s1600/IMG_5066.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q23FvP6tAbU/Ti3LxybjwgI/AAAAAAAAByU/JTkZYymc2G4/s400/IMG_5066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633382765121749506" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1431266465340321570-3890232193548382460?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3890232193548382460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend-without-kids.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3890232193548382460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3890232193548382460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend-without-kids.html' title='A weekend without the kids'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDvItsrFLjg/Ti3MAhvU_bI/AAAAAAAABzU/9eftO0394nQ/s72-c/IMG_4971.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-2768722799547824307</id><published>2011-07-12T14:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T14:22:27.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinterest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh my. There are no words to describe my love of Pinterest. It's amazing and I love it to pieces.  I would take time to explain it a little more for those of you who have never heard of it but, that would really cut down on my actual Pinterest time.  Sorry.  Here are some of the images I've been Pinning lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a board called "She can do no wrong."  It's all my favorite Kate pictures.  It's true, she can do no wrong.  I love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hXQwUp_yzu8/ThychJKFTuI/AAAAAAAAByE/VB2F63NhccQ/s1600/62131804_X0aLMSCZ_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hXQwUp_yzu8/ThychJKFTuI/AAAAAAAAByE/VB2F63NhccQ/s400/62131804_X0aLMSCZ_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628545727514103522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun table ideas for future parties and showers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVZZqIJUVzM/Thycg57tYfI/AAAAAAAABx8/Ss4ydzkRUDE/s1600/59412673_GlzZ8dPf_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVZZqIJUVzM/Thycg57tYfI/AAAAAAAABx8/Ss4ydzkRUDE/s400/59412673_GlzZ8dPf_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628545723427283442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a creative idea for adding some fun to a plain envelope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLCfH51AdRM/Thycgf04YmI/AAAAAAAABx0/-gUPnJoJGFM/s1600/59399198_NrRnDMIv_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLCfH51AdRM/Thycgf04YmI/AAAAAAAABx0/-gUPnJoJGFM/s400/59399198_NrRnDMIv_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628545716419322466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is brilliant.  Maybe the next house?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3a9_kpnBgtY/ThycgHrriBI/AAAAAAAABxs/Zs6nhSiuQ6I/s1600/59398135_11cA1snp_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3a9_kpnBgtY/ThycgHrriBI/AAAAAAAABxs/Zs6nhSiuQ6I/s400/59398135_11cA1snp_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628545709938280466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun birth announcement ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ahEjQBJKik/ThycSbOxDNI/AAAAAAAABxk/2Z0i1Di062Y/s1600/58377867_hjUm6whR_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ahEjQBJKik/ThycSbOxDNI/AAAAAAAABxk/2Z0i1Di062Y/s400/58377867_hjUm6whR_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628545474667547858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute sibling photography for future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uxmAEPcbe8k/ThycSILY5-I/AAAAAAAABxc/qnQ36lo0Wik/s1600/58368751_E4ePOjX8_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uxmAEPcbe8k/ThycSILY5-I/AAAAAAAABxc/qnQ36lo0Wik/s400/58368751_E4ePOjX8_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628545469553108962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is on my "Maternity looks I don't totally hate."  This girl looks adorable.  Clearly this is her first child because her button down is still buttoned up completely and there are no large stains on her - and it appears to be midday.  Maybe I'll give this a whirl on my off day.  ;)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dc__SHFlAcw/ThycR3-GS0I/AAAAAAAABxU/FJOjzQa2I0w/s1600/58352340_78zm0gnN_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dc__SHFlAcw/ThycR3-GS0I/AAAAAAAABxU/FJOjzQa2I0w/s400/58352340_78zm0gnN_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628545465202395970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a sucker for chevrons.  I'd take one of these in every color of the rainbow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mrtROrAoIOw/ThycRxAJdvI/AAAAAAAABxM/TYEytT2abXM/s1600/58322527_l9iOBF0p_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mrtROrAoIOw/ThycRxAJdvI/AAAAAAAABxM/TYEytT2abXM/s400/58322527_l9iOBF0p_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628545463331944178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great nursery ideas.  I love this book wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2U69AMBwhFQ/ThycRZrFpZI/AAAAAAAABxE/Yc4jElm7qXk/s1600/22436328_CwtF2zRc_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2U69AMBwhFQ/ThycRZrFpZI/AAAAAAAABxE/Yc4jElm7qXk/s400/22436328_CwtF2zRc_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628545457069598098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-2768722799547824307?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2768722799547824307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/pinterest.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2768722799547824307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2768722799547824307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/pinterest.html' title='Pinterest'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hXQwUp_yzu8/ThychJKFTuI/AAAAAAAAByE/VB2F63NhccQ/s72-c/62131804_X0aLMSCZ_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-8018021630156351847</id><published>2011-07-11T14:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T15:34:23.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMOST the boy on the milk carton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let me start my little story by saying that I know most moms have their own version of this same nightmare.  This was comforting in the aftermath of our little "Nordstrom incident" on Friday.  So, THANK YOU to all the sweet moms who shared their stories with me in an attempt to make me feel a little better.  It helped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed to Nordstrom on Friday morning to shop around a bit.....ok, ok we headed to Nordstrom because I wanted a new pair of sandals.  But, we ended up on the third floor in the kid's shoe section trying on Crocs with a Lighting McQueen charm-thingy on it.  I'm such a sucker - I know.  I sat Dean down with his new shoes on to color and look at the fish tank 3 feet away from me.  I turned to hand the cashier my card and turned back around to an empty little chair.  I darted around the shoe section looking for him and FULLY expected to see him pop out from behind a chair.  After realizing he was not in the shoe section I began to get hysterical.  I remember repeating, "My baby is gone.  My baby is gone!  MY BABY IS GONE!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Folks, there are no words to describe the fear and adrenaline that take hold of your body when you cannot find your little one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the louder and more unglued I got, the more moms in the store began to notice.  The sweet guy helping us called someone and said, "We have a code 7 on the third floor."  I then instructed one mom to stand at the exit (which is right by the shoe section) and, "don't let anyone leave with a kid!"  I then sprinted toward the escalator all the while thinking he was about to put his precious little fingers in the moving parts and get his arm ripped off.  Just as I got there the escalator came to a screeching halt.  Apparently, they shut off the escalators when a mom can't find her little one.  Thank goodness for that.  I then ran through a women's clothing section and began flipping up the clothes on the rounders.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. Dean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continued screaming his name thinking he would pop out of somewhere.  By this point a few other sweet moms had begun to call his name and help me search.  After about 2-3 solid minutes of screaming and sprinting one mom yelled, "I'VE GOT HIM!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She had found him in a women's fitting room....laughing.  I rounded the corner in tears, shaking and hugged him tight.  I scooped him up and hugged the mom who had found him.  When I finally stopped sprinting, baby #2 would not stop moving.  Poor kid.  He probably thought I had decided to take some sort of upper and go run a 5K!?  I hope I haven't already damaged his psyche.      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I returned to pick up the contents of my purse and pay for his new shoes that apparently give him the super-human powers to run faster than a speeding bullet and make himself invisible.  Sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so grateful to the sweet moms who spread out and help me look for him.  They are angels.  I was going bananas in that moment and I'm so glad they were there to look in all the places I probably should have checked first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in the wake of that experience I'm now in the market for a kid leash.  Does anyone out there have any good kid leash suggestions?  Actually, if I could, I'd just put a chip in his neck so I can track him from my cell phone or something.  Kinda like baby Lo-Jack.  Hey, with another little boy on the way I think these type of precautions are the only thing keeping me from going completely grey haired before my next birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a recent picture of the ultimate hide-and-seek winner....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_j6xSSGlkwc/ThteJYPbbfI/AAAAAAAABw8/c85ObjuAxXA/s400/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628195674548563442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1431266465340321570-8018021630156351847?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8018021630156351847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-boy-on-milk-carton.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8018021630156351847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8018021630156351847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-boy-on-milk-carton.html' title='ALMOST the boy on the milk carton'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_j6xSSGlkwc/ThteJYPbbfI/AAAAAAAABw8/c85ObjuAxXA/s72-c/mail.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-153626254093342106</id><published>2011-07-06T13:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T13:46:24.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Rat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our Fourth of July was lots of fun!  Dean turned into a little lake rat on us and decided that he would try everything that mom &amp;amp; dad allowed him to try.  He went for a ride on the jet ski, he drove the boat, he hung off the front of the boat, he jumped off the boat dock with dad, he floated in the lake and he did lots of swimming in the pool.  This made for a very exhausted mom &amp;amp; dad. There weren't any fireworks to watch this year but we were having so much fun they were hardly missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that over the past few days Dean's vocabulary has really exploded.  It made the weekend even more special to listen to him say new words and really perfect some of his current vocab.  It also scares me to death that he is now trying to repeat every. word. I. say.  He was in my bathroom drawers the other day and I told him, "Nope.  Mommy doesn't want you playing in here."  And he immediately opened a different drawer and repeated, "Nope!" and then closed the drawer.  This was repeated about 2o0 times.  Times are changing that's for sure!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone had a safe and fun Fourth of July!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkkOd1lOuwo/ThSqZ7Sui4I/AAAAAAAABw0/w374fPrg4Kg/s1600/IMG_4834%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkkOd1lOuwo/ThSqZ7Sui4I/AAAAAAAABw0/w374fPrg4Kg/s400/IMG_4834%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626309196882283394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-755T-hRNYkk/ThSqZe-dkEI/AAAAAAAABws/BPlZn5afa-I/s1600/IMG_4801.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-755T-hRNYkk/ThSqZe-dkEI/AAAAAAAABws/BPlZn5afa-I/s400/IMG_4801.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626309189281091650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dol8vzYaZKo/ThSqPGJVE_I/AAAAAAAABwk/g5UivMmD_bI/s1600/IMG_4783%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yKRcR1S5174/ThSqNUZ4S8I/AAAAAAAABwE/R7G688v_ylI/s400/IMG_4490%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626308980284869570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-153626254093342106?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/153626254093342106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/lake-rat.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/153626254093342106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/153626254093342106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/07/lake-rat.html' title='Lake Rat'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkkOd1lOuwo/ThSqZ7Sui4I/AAAAAAAABw0/w374fPrg4Kg/s72-c/IMG_4834%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-250877709854168166</id><published>2011-06-27T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T14:44:55.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars 2</title><content type='html'>This weekend we took Dean to see his first movie - Cars 2!  It was fun to see him experience watching a new movie in the theater.  To my surprise, he never got really scared by the loud volume or the dark.  Turns out, when you feed him Crunch n' Munch he'll do just about whatever you want him to.  We lasted for about 1 hour of the movie and then went home for a nice long nap/sugar crash.  Lots of fun!  I'm still an original Cars fan - the sequel was lacking the fun music and funny characters.  But, I'm sure we'll own this movie the day it comes out on video and it'll eventually grow on me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6b36b0a98c175322" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/cars-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/250877709854168166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/250877709854168166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/cars-2.html' title='Cars 2'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-7740402932665348994</id><published>2011-06-14T13:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T14:26:35.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Iphone Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been so bad lately about taking out my camera and taking pictures. I DID get a few pictures of Dad's 28th backyard birthday celebration - see below. But, for the most part, I've been lazy. We have tons going on around here....new carpet (so fun!), trying to pick a paint color for Dean's new room, a new color for the nursery (because I'm SO SICK of the green color that's in there now), doc appointments, a wedding, a lake trip, swimming lessons etc... We're having lots of summer fun around here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A baby boy #2 update: I had an OB appt today. I'm 17 weeks and all is well. Hallelujah! I started feeling him kick around 15 weeks (I didn't feel Dean until about 18-20 wks) and - drum roll please....I've only gained 3lbs so far! Double Hallelujah! Now, this could all change at my next visit but, for now, I'm enjoying this small victory and hoping this means I won't reach whale status by November. Healthy baby &amp;amp; not a ton of weight gain (yet) - best. news. ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy some recent pictures....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying the water slide until they got kicked off.  :(  Boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjlkXJlQp7A/Tfes5MS77_I/AAAAAAAABvE/_WywjElBHXE/s1600/IMG_0325.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjlkXJlQp7A/Tfes5MS77_I/AAAAAAAABvE/_WywjElBHXE/s400/IMG_0325.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149158721155058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New carpet!  You really had to live on the old stuff to truly appreciate the new stuff.  So soft!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-98sZhBRhTGs/Tfesz5SyHxI/AAAAAAAABu8/Gn1ZG3LmhMQ/s1600/IMG_0330.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-98sZhBRhTGs/Tfesz5SyHxI/AAAAAAAABu8/Gn1ZG3LmhMQ/s400/IMG_0330.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149067720892178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Water table in the shade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_G4q8gyOZ0c/TfeszNhgpJI/AAAAAAAABu0/6jk2jimrIA4/s1600/IMG_0320.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_G4q8gyOZ0c/TfeszNhgpJI/AAAAAAAABu0/6jk2jimrIA4/s400/IMG_0320.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149055971501202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little stop at BU a few weeks back.  Love the sound of those bells!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B7Ru30NovsE/Tfesy3FtJoI/AAAAAAAABus/P599F9jmhk4/s1600/IMG_0284.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B7Ru30NovsE/Tfesy3FtJoI/AAAAAAAABus/P599F9jmhk4/s400/IMG_0284.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149049949300354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sipping a "Beet &amp;amp; Berry" smoothie.  Sneaking in a veggie at every turn!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LSluvqNGvcQ/Tfesyj0CcLI/AAAAAAAABuk/nJQtjE3h_ro/s1600/IMG_0269.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LSluvqNGvcQ/Tfesyj0CcLI/AAAAAAAABuk/nJQtjE3h_ro/s400/IMG_0269.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149044774924466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lazy cartoon watching morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lL2gluf7Wjo/TfesyM7RQkI/AAAAAAAABuc/hTToBEtwu0g/s1600/IMG_0240.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lL2gluf7Wjo/TfesyM7RQkI/AAAAAAAABuc/hTToBEtwu0g/s400/IMG_0240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618149038631240258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy's Slip 'n Slide Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RmrtL4Q7DZg/Tfe1NIZRsBI/AAAAAAAABv0/NRssIxu3_P0/s400/IMG_4431%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618158297364410386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zReDSVC4vfw/Tfe1Ne-ov4I/AAAAAAAABv8/wZPHyVRlorg/s1600/IMG_4432%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zReDSVC4vfw/Tfe1Ne-ov4I/AAAAAAAABv8/wZPHyVRlorg/s400/IMG_4432%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618158303426690946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GwXNjo6eJQA/Tfe1MkkBSGI/AAAAAAAABvs/cCXq6qByZco/s1600/IMG_4417%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GwXNjo6eJQA/Tfe1MkkBSGI/AAAAAAAABvs/cCXq6qByZco/s400/IMG_4417%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618158287745796194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1vCk83asiMc/Tfe1L4mNGTI/AAAAAAAABvk/zmiWhVz-QrE/s1600/IMG_4415%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1vCk83asiMc/Tfe1L4mNGTI/AAAAAAAABvk/zmiWhVz-QrE/s400/IMG_4415%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618158275943799090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eb8-6ONxXis/Tfe1LUGD9qI/AAAAAAAABvc/fS-Jhdf1opM/s1600/IMG_4395%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eb8-6ONxXis/Tfe1LUGD9qI/AAAAAAAABvc/fS-Jhdf1opM/s400/IMG_4395%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618158266145306274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-7740402932665348994?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7740402932665348994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/iphone-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7740402932665348994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7740402932665348994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/iphone-pictures.html' title='Iphone Pictures'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjlkXJlQp7A/Tfes5MS77_I/AAAAAAAABvE/_WywjElBHXE/s72-c/IMG_0325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-3803231753159734360</id><published>2011-06-07T13:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:20:50.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little quiz for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright folks, I have a little quiz for you. Don't get nervous - it's not hard. Promise. What do I now have in common with these ladies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I've never shaved my head.  Duh.  Keep guessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CiI5pfmMVE/Te5xi3Zwc4I/AAAAAAAABts/NHmCfbVnfkU/s1600/Britney-Spears-.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 329px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CiI5pfmMVE/Te5xi3Zwc4I/AAAAAAAABts/NHmCfbVnfkU/s400/Britney-Spears-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615550629179061122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, no, no I haven't dyed my hair dark brown.  Guess again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RnY4UAn9oc/Te5xiYVZ80I/AAAAAAAABtk/oCPBf6-pDDQ/s1600/beauty%2B-%2Bjennifer%2Bconnely.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RnY4UAn9oc/Te5xiYVZ80I/AAAAAAAABtk/oCPBf6-pDDQ/s400/beauty%2B-%2Bjennifer%2Bconnely.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615550620839310146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nope, I haven't started my own clothing line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5y93CoRB2Y/Te5xh1bP1mI/AAAAAAAABtc/-LJhKENmKyY/s1600/04-gwen-stefani.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5y93CoRB2Y/Te5xh1bP1mI/AAAAAAAABtc/-LJhKENmKyY/s400/04-gwen-stefani.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615550611468572258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nor, have I recorded any hit albums.  Keep guessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-km6m22-9jD4/Te5xg_4tK3I/AAAAAAAABtU/Qk0eM3YqJW4/s1600/Celine-Dion1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-km6m22-9jD4/Te5xg_4tK3I/AAAAAAAABtU/Qk0eM3YqJW4/s400/Celine-Dion1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615550597096614770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, no, you won't see me on any sitcoms in the near future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xzXjZLS-xOk/Te5xgLdbL7I/AAAAAAAABtM/yHbklaHI0mI/s1600/Julie%2BBowen.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xzXjZLS-xOk/Te5xgLdbL7I/AAAAAAAABtM/yHbklaHI0mI/s400/Julie%2BBowen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615550583023546290" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stumped?  Alright, let's see if these pictures help you out at all....&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4k6DCIWURY/Te51QQ-p21I/AAAAAAAABuU/h961Y_I5Q6I/s1600/celine_dion_twin_sons_rene_angelil.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4k6DCIWURY/Te51QQ-p21I/AAAAAAAABuU/h961Y_I5Q6I/s400/celine_dion_twin_sons_rene_angelil.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615554707673701202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 326px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2gY1wWgss4/Te51QINIyrI/AAAAAAAABuM/yUr7B4uZNTQ/s1600/connelly011410_02-full.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2gY1wWgss4/Te51QINIyrI/AAAAAAAABuM/yUr7B4uZNTQ/s400/connelly011410_02-full.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615554705318529714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CBSknPGOfx8/Te51Pg5Tm2I/AAAAAAAABuE/PDPS_9Gbg-A/s1600/Gwen%252BStefani%252Bwith%252Bsons%252BKingston%252BL%252Band%252BZuma%252BRossdale%252B.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CBSknPGOfx8/Te51Pg5Tm2I/AAAAAAAABuE/PDPS_9Gbg-A/s400/Gwen%252BStefani%252Bwith%252Bsons%252BKingston%252BL%252Band%252BZuma%252BRossdale%252B.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615554694766369634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yhezlbiz_c/Te51PVypZzI/AAAAAAAABt8/JvqGjfDM_m8/s1600/britneysons1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yhezlbiz_c/Te51PVypZzI/AAAAAAAABt8/JvqGjfDM_m8/s400/britneysons1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615554691785647922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6j7XgyOZC1g/Te51PO_9HOI/AAAAAAAABt0/yKIt6EOL71Q/s1600/142165_julie-bowen-and-sons-oliver-phillips-and-john-phillips-attend-the-2nd-annual-milk-bookies-story-time.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6j7XgyOZC1g/Te51PO_9HOI/AAAAAAAABt0/yKIt6EOL71Q/s400/142165_julie-bowen-and-sons-oliver-phillips-and-john-phillips-attend-the-2nd-annual-milk-bookies-story-time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615554689962417378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px; " /&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;Yep, that's right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're having ANOTHER BOY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We actually found out this special little tidbit three weeks ago.  The ultrasound tech told me she was 99% sure it was a boy.  But, we wanted to wait for the "confirmation look" which was today.  Plus, it's taken me about three weeks to get used to the idea of having TWO little boys - I was sure this was going to be my girl.  But, when I heard the news again today I was really excited, and, of course, Michael was too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm looking forward to having another healthy little boy to love and chase after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's a blessing for sure.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-3803231753159734360?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3803231753159734360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-quiz-for-you.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3803231753159734360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3803231753159734360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-quiz-for-you.html' title='A little quiz for you...'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CiI5pfmMVE/Te5xi3Zwc4I/AAAAAAAABts/NHmCfbVnfkU/s72-c/Britney-Spears-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-2754758737633231246</id><published>2011-06-05T13:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T14:05:08.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have spent the last three weeks racking my brain and scouring the Internet trying to find ideas for Dean's big boy room. And FINALLY I stumbled across &lt;a href="http://laybabylay.com/"&gt;LayBabyLay&lt;/a&gt;. Just what I've been looking for!!!!! Joni's mood/inspiration boards are seriously amazing. Her "Steve McQueen Vintage" board is the direction I'm going for Dean's big boy room. It's the perfect marriage of what I love (cute, fun, non-matchy-matchy rooms that have some amazing art) and what Dean loves (Cars &amp;amp; Lightening McQueen). Perfection!  Check out her site!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i725YXKIlqc/TevTFF44zTI/AAAAAAAABtE/VihaxL-epbo/s1600/STEVE-MCQUEEN-VINTAGE.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i725YXKIlqc/TevTFF44zTI/AAAAAAAABtE/VihaxL-epbo/s400/STEVE-MCQUEEN-VINTAGE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614813444881042738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-2754758737633231246?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2754758737633231246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/big-boy-room.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2754758737633231246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2754758737633231246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/big-boy-room.html' title='Big Boy Room'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i725YXKIlqc/TevTFF44zTI/AAAAAAAABtE/VihaxL-epbo/s72-c/STEVE-MCQUEEN-VINTAGE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-3922403260533346708</id><published>2011-06-01T14:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:48:49.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy &amp; Dean's 2nd Annual Tour of Texas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We're back! While Michael was "down under" last week we took off to visit some of our favorite people. We started the week in Fort Worth visiting my best college friends Jess &amp;amp; Marlo and we stopped by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TCU&lt;/span&gt; to visit Uncle Carson too.  Carson showed us around campus but, having visited Baylor a few times, Dean just wasn't that impressed with what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TCU&lt;/span&gt; had to offer.  But, he loved seeing his Uncle anyway.  Dean also got to see baby Charlotte (Jess' daughter) and love on her for a few days. He was such a sweet boy and did nothing but give her hugs and kisses. This made mommy VERY happy! After a few days in Fort Worth we made our way to Austin but made a crucial stop at BAYLOR on the way! It was fun because campus was completely empty. We got to stretch our legs a bit, look at the bears, play in a new fountain and (of course) get some new Baylor gear at the bookstore. After a few days at the lake where we got to meet the cutest bulldog puppy we've every seen, we headed back home to pick up our favorite guy at the airport. We all spent most of the weekend recovering from our fun travels. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lRr2JAR7tpA/TeaV7vPHp3I/AAAAAAAABr4/_fS4vZNHjlk/s400/IMG_4304%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613338839088605042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-3922403260533346708?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3922403260533346708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/mommy-deans-2nd-annual-tour-of-texas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3922403260533346708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3922403260533346708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/06/mommy-deans-2nd-annual-tour-of-texas.html' title='Mommy &amp; Dean&apos;s 2nd Annual Tour of Texas!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzJKL3IA1h0/TeaWaXWPNiI/AAAAAAAABs4/9u5uDLQn7CA/s72-c/IMG_4189%2B2%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-7384427099166363890</id><published>2011-05-19T14:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T14:15:15.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Weekend in Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLMrQv-Y55I/TdVritZc4XI/AAAAAAAABpw/3Y-fqZQKT_8/s400/Ranch12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608507155005890930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-7384427099166363890?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7384427099166363890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-weekend-in-photos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7384427099166363890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7384427099166363890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-weekend-in-photos.html' title='Last Weekend in Photos'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tgEOMPGOzk/TdVsBi8uJfI/AAAAAAAABrA/7jgIVHNXIoQ/s72-c/Ranch1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-694728093837171925</id><published>2011-05-14T20:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:01:42.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm exhausted, my back hurts and I just finished cleaning fecal matter out of the tub BUT this mom is happy. I spent all day with my boys having fun and snapping up a million pictures of everything we did. My camera class seems to be paying off because I'm trying more with my camera and having more fun taking pictures! There's more to come but here's a teaser...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Our little boy is pooped! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(get it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9Er3lXVt7Q/Tc8yQ0pGvCI/AAAAAAAABpo/bjTkcqQSbeo/s1600/IMG_3954.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9Er3lXVt7Q/Tc8yQ0pGvCI/AAAAAAAABpo/bjTkcqQSbeo/s400/IMG_3954.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606755325689904162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;p.s. this is pre-accident (for those of you concerned)&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/1431266465340321570-694728093837171925?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/694728093837171925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/05/perfect-saturday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/694728093837171925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/694728093837171925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/05/perfect-saturday.html' title='Perfect Saturday'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9Er3lXVt7Q/Tc8yQ0pGvCI/AAAAAAAABpo/bjTkcqQSbeo/s72-c/IMG_3954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-867179390190053070</id><published>2011-05-13T13:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T14:42:37.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>20 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here is a little laundry list (mainly for my record keeping) of all the fun things our big boy is up to lately:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- his favorite foods include: chicken &amp;amp; ketchup, turkey &amp;amp; ketchup, fish sticks &amp;amp; ketchup, ketchup a la carte, beans, yogurt, applesauce, cookies, goldfish crackers, raisins, fig newtons and the pureed fruit/veggie squeeze packs (this is the only way he will eat veggies) **Side note: Yesterday, I told him that the raspberries on his plate were cookies and he actually ate one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- he is still saying lots of fun words: bird, hi, bye, mamadada (he has mushed together the two words when he addresses his parental unit), Nemo, Bambi, car, cookie, up, out, down, more, milk, two (he refuses to say any other numbers), and cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- he is very sweet and loves to blow kisses. He does the hand motion and says, "MWUAH!" I have to get this on tape. It melts me every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- he adores his dada. When dad walks in the door in the evenings Dean is completely energized and over the moon. They play trucks &amp;amp; cars, they watch a bit of a movie together, they play games in the yard...it's very sweet and makes this mommy very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- his favorite book is &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Parts-Picture-Puffins-Tedd-Arnold/dp/0140565337"&gt;Parts&lt;/a&gt; (thank you Sarah Joseph!). He loves the page that says "something gray and wet fell right out of my NOSE!" I'm learning to love the boy humor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- we are still working on his separation anxiety. I know he's going to get better but, for now he doesn't like it when mommy leaves. (and I secretly love it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- he's developed a funny.....quirk? He has started to sniff Michael &amp;amp; I. He walks up to us and will put his nose on us, audibly sniff, and then look up with a big smile. It's hysterical and we always sniff him back. I'm sure I'll be getting a call from his teacher this Fall about him sniffing classmates or glue or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- he also seems to fancy licking lotion off of himself and trying to eat hand sanitizer at The Little Gym. I'm sure this will be another call from his teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- he still enjoys Ms. Pat and The Little Gym. He doesn't enjoy his new "Tadpole" swimming class without mommy in the water yet. But, I know he'll get there. I (of course) am LOVING his new swimming class because I stay nice and dry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, we are enjoying every moment with our big 20-month-old. He is loving and sweet and exuberant and has such a good heart - what more could we ask for!? We are trying to enjoy the simplicity of just having one child because there is definitely an expiration date on that. Dean still doesn't understand it when we talk about the baby in mommy's belly but I know he's going to be a great big brother. We will be finding out the sex of baby number two in June and I am equal parts excited and nervous - our family is definitely going to be changing and we feel very blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mother's Day 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q3liwozPqo/Tc2Iw85pUmI/AAAAAAAABpg/6zsPqVXpv2I/s1600/IMG_3419.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q3liwozPqo/Tc2Iw85pUmI/AAAAAAAABpg/6zsPqVXpv2I/s400/IMG_3419.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606287485709144674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N5Y0_BTm7kI/Tc2IwdpP6qI/AAAAAAAABpY/7qzrFHVji6Q/s1600/IMG_3395.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N5Y0_BTm7kI/Tc2IwdpP6qI/AAAAAAAABpY/7qzrFHVji6Q/s400/IMG_3395.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606287477318871714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-867179390190053070?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/867179390190053070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/05/20-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/867179390190053070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/867179390190053070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/05/20-months.html' title='20 months'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q3liwozPqo/Tc2Iw85pUmI/AAAAAAAABpg/6zsPqVXpv2I/s72-c/IMG_3419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-8107220993454348450</id><published>2011-05-07T13:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T13:27:39.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been working on a huge Easter post all week and I'm still far from being done.  So, here's the short version with fewer pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter was great this year.  We spent Saturday morning with my family eating brunch at Royal Oaks and enjoying their big Easter party for the kids.  There was a petting zoo, egg hunt, Easter bunny, a DJ, cookie decorating and lots of yummy food.  Saturday evening we ate at my in-laws house and enjoyed yet another fun egg hunt and more yummy food.  Easter Sunday was just the three (err, well, four I guess) of us.  We went to church, lunch and a had the third and final egg hunt in our front yard.  The Easter bunny was good to Dean this year and brought him a giant chocolate bunny, a book about being a big brother, the Bambi movie, eggs full of mini M&amp;amp;M's, Fruit Loops, Hot Wheels, Play Doh and some Moon Sand.  We had a very blessed Easter and we're so lucky that all of our family lives close so we can see them on holidays like this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is checking out the baby chicks and ducks.  I love this picture because it's equal parts precious and completely naughty.  I love his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-puVHpHCq0Fk/TcWJkusjKMI/AAAAAAAABo0/uX1ArC9JZVQ/s1600/IMG_2796%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-puVHpHCq0Fk/TcWJkusjKMI/AAAAAAAABo0/uX1ArC9JZVQ/s400/IMG_2796%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604036575435630786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rare family photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eP0NC7CkNFE/TcWJkSJFmhI/AAAAAAAABos/q9SUguLGSrE/s1600/IMG_2829%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eP0NC7CkNFE/TcWJkSJFmhI/AAAAAAAABos/q9SUguLGSrE/s400/IMG_2829%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604036567770700306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His first Easter egg hunt!  He did fantastic and found LOTS of eggs.  He had plenty of family cheering him on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQFONOiYz08/TcWJBJnKs4I/AAAAAAAABok/DxWIdf2Nw_E/s1600/Easter1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQFONOiYz08/TcWJBJnKs4I/AAAAAAAABok/DxWIdf2Nw_E/s400/Easter1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604035964185523074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-8107220993454348450?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8107220993454348450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/05/eastermothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8107220993454348450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8107220993454348450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/05/eastermothers-day.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-puVHpHCq0Fk/TcWJkusjKMI/AAAAAAAABo0/uX1ArC9JZVQ/s72-c/IMG_2796%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-298535935852939382</id><published>2011-04-27T14:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:27:45.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal Wedding Fever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's full-on 24-7 coverage of the royal wedding around here. My pregnancy with Dean had me in a deep relationship with all things NBA and LeBron James. This time around it looks like the royal wedding is going to be my "thing." After hours of Internet searching I found the single piece of wedding memorabilia that I couldn't live without. Here it is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EguayAhLq_M/Tbhsod7ZwcI/AAAAAAAABlg/iFgI2ohumJI/s1600/1swk020003-william-and-kate-royal-wedding-1-pint-mug-unboxed-medium.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EguayAhLq_M/Tbhsod7ZwcI/AAAAAAAABlg/iFgI2ohumJI/s400/1swk020003-william-and-kate-royal-wedding-1-pint-mug-unboxed-medium.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600345579119559106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it.  I haven't decided if I will be up at 4am or not.  But, last night I got up at 4 to use the bathroom and thought, "hey, I can do this."  Plus, it might be the only time I can watch the whole spectacle in its entirety without interruptions.  I can't wait to see what her dress is going to look like, how she'll do her hair, her jewelry, etc....  SO EXCITED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-298535935852939382?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/298535935852939382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-wedding-fever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/298535935852939382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/298535935852939382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-wedding-fever.html' title='Royal Wedding Fever!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EguayAhLq_M/Tbhsod7ZwcI/AAAAAAAABlg/iFgI2ohumJI/s72-c/1swk020003-william-and-kate-royal-wedding-1-pint-mug-unboxed-medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6395072268573223024</id><published>2011-04-26T14:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T14:17:29.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We went to our favorite nine-year-old's birthday party on Good Friday.  Because she is such a cool chick she had a party at the Roller Rink!  SO FUN!  We threw some skates of Mr. Dean and it was hysterical.  He liked it for about 3 minutes and then he was done.  Maybe next year he'll be able to play red light green light with the rest of the big kids!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-38c2a7d63ec3c5bc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6395072268573223024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6395072268573223024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-video.html' title='More Video'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-210971761639330891</id><published>2011-04-23T16:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T16:39:01.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jello</title><content type='html'>I know I'm biased but, I think this could be a viral video.  It cracks me up every time I watch it.  We were eating dinner last Friday at Luby's (weird pregnancy craving I can't explain) and we got Dean some blue Jello.  This was his first encounter with Jello and he really loved it!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3f1d7a70e57d98fc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3f1d7a70e57d98fc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F4DFC68C1BACA4A2F95494F2D903FED764D391E.31138F433BABF5527AE7539BD6FBE0F1C3BF2DA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3f1d7a70e57d98fc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRUvZsE0NGe9nMyOk4pR1JnxYH9k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3f1d7a70e57d98fc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F4DFC68C1BACA4A2F95494F2D903FED764D391E.31138F433BABF5527AE7539BD6FBE0F1C3BF2DA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3f1d7a70e57d98fc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRUvZsE0NGe9nMyOk4pR1JnxYH9k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-210971761639330891?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/210971761639330891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/jello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/210971761639330891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/210971761639330891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/jello.html' title='Jello'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-8616970797139299988</id><published>2011-04-14T13:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T13:48:13.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After a bit of a hiccup this week that landed me in the doctor's office for a quick ultrasound (everything is OK!) we got to see baby #2 for the second time. Last time he/she was a little dot - really not worth an entire post. But, now there are arm &amp;amp; leg buds and alien-looking eyes.  He/she was moving all over the place during the ultrasound which was just as cute as it was reassuring. So place your bets now....boy or girl? We'll hopefully be able to find out the sex sometime in June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emwID4RC1_I/Tac_tRVxoyI/AAAAAAAABlY/e_sn15mZ5Wg/s1600/1-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emwID4RC1_I/Tac_tRVxoyI/AAAAAAAABlY/e_sn15mZ5Wg/s400/1-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595511109012529954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-8616970797139299988?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8616970797139299988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8616970797139299988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8616970797139299988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-baby.html' title='New Baby!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emwID4RC1_I/Tac_tRVxoyI/AAAAAAAABlY/e_sn15mZ5Wg/s72-c/1-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-163170883789043541</id><published>2011-04-07T15:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:48:20.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs a pool?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is all I have the time/energy to post. Most of our afternoons are spent outside running in the sprinklers, playing with the new water table and making me chase him into the street and spank him. Happy Spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8dCCd4-TyQ/TZ4i5WNJRDI/AAAAAAAABlQ/PRXBvLqdRT0/s1600/IMG_2599.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8dCCd4-TyQ/TZ4i5WNJRDI/AAAAAAAABlQ/PRXBvLqdRT0/s400/IMG_2599.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592946155849335858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-163170883789043541?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/163170883789043541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-needs-pool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/163170883789043541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/163170883789043541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-needs-pool.html' title='Who needs a pool?!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8dCCd4-TyQ/TZ4i5WNJRDI/AAAAAAAABlQ/PRXBvLqdRT0/s72-c/IMG_2599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-3030222568114317246</id><published>2011-04-01T14:27:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T15:13:29.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In case you haven't noticed, I've taken a bit of spring break from blogging. However, lots has been going on. We've visited with friends, continued swimming lessons, enjoyed The Little Gym, attended a few fantastic birthday parties and we joined my parents, brother and his girlfriend on a little trip to Mexico. Here are some pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ran up and down the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2p8zrHb-Vw/TZYrscteXzI/AAAAAAAABkA/04-PYT2rEzo/s1600/IMG_2297.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2p8zrHb-Vw/TZYrscteXzI/AAAAAAAABkA/04-PYT2rEzo/s400/IMG_2297.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590704030048214834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even Lightning McQueen made the traveling squad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ERbGztWLOw/TZYrsuJgJ0I/AAAAAAAABkQ/kcuiK5-doiI/s400/IMG_2168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590704034729174850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We enjoyed the cozy beds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4sMa8MXS0A/TZYrsd6QkdI/AAAAAAAABkI/ZXrPY5oTPII/s400/IMG_2215.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590704030370271698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too cool for school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ej0EEtvV4Ws/TZYru0jL6BI/AAAAAAAABkY/Uh3Ep3GTMjM/s400/IMG_2561.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590704070807250962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did LOTS of swimming and splashing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rfCAR8LDqs/TZYs42Ot6TI/AAAAAAAABlI/mqK69lYyIT8/s1600/IMG_2200.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rfCAR8LDqs/TZYs42Ot6TI/AAAAAAAABlI/mqK69lYyIT8/s400/IMG_2200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590705342568589618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing on the beach was fun and exhausting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oQLhtg8DVoE/TZYsAcxVzZI/AAAAAAAABlA/s_FqdCUT2OE/s1600/IMG_2407.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oQLhtg8DVoE/TZYsAcxVzZI/AAAAAAAABlA/s_FqdCUT2OE/s400/IMG_2407.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590704373661814162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;We spent some quality time with our favorite guy in the world, Daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oQLhtg8DVoE/TZYsAcxVzZI/AAAAAAAABlA/s_FqdCUT2OE/s1600/IMG_2407.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0ZmVkysD5g/TZYr_zUXgNI/AAAAAAAABkw/uSQFXOtnk_Y/s400/IMG_2479.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590704362534437074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Played in the sun with Peach and Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BCJavb-RdL4/TZYr_zqeATI/AAAAAAAABk4/kzwdOusSCuM/s1600/IMG_2419.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BCJavb-RdL4/TZYr_zqeATI/AAAAAAAABk4/kzwdOusSCuM/s400/IMG_2419.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590704362627137842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wrote a few words in the sand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4-aOAh7kkfg/TZYr_lDfnRI/AAAAAAAABko/q6TO5jkHJXU/s1600/IMG_2364.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4-aOAh7kkfg/TZYr_lDfnRI/AAAAAAAABko/q6TO5jkHJXU/s400/IMG_2364.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590704358705569042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;And got a new t-shirt for my trip....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2p8zrHb-Vw/TZYrscteXzI/AAAAAAAABkA/04-PYT2rEzo/s1600/IMG_2297.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HkEuW2z2JIg/TZYr_RmqXFI/AAAAAAAABkg/LE0JYpFoB2Q/s400/IMG_2121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590704353484364882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right...our little boy is going to be a BIG BROTHER in November!  We feel very blessed to be expecting another little bundle and we're looking forward to being a family of four.  This second little one is the main reason for my spring blogging break.  I haven't been feeling up to doing too much.  But, now I've got a few anti-nausea meds and I'm ready to get back in the swing of things.  Stay tuned for more baby updates soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1431266465340321570-3030222568114317246?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3030222568114317246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/long-time-no-see.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3030222568114317246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3030222568114317246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/04/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2p8zrHb-Vw/TZYrscteXzI/AAAAAAAABkA/04-PYT2rEzo/s72-c/IMG_2297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-8542536094098720705</id><published>2011-02-28T14:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T15:14:15.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend there were some great-grandparents in town!  Michael's grandparents came to visit and meet D for the first time.  It was a lot of fun getting to catch up with everyone and D (of course) enjoyed entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great-Grandpa Harry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FNy6i_ikFwg/TWwN9cQlywI/AAAAAAAABi4/ttUQeje8Cek/s1600/IMG_1962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FNy6i_ikFwg/TWwN9cQlywI/AAAAAAAABi4/ttUQeje8Cek/s400/IMG_1962.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578849387614161666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nK4lnWq4R_s/TWwN9FxOboI/AAAAAAAABiw/c2_9h0aAnHk/s1600/IMG_1977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nK4lnWq4R_s/TWwN9FxOboI/AAAAAAAABiw/c2_9h0aAnHk/s400/IMG_1977.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578849381577027202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great-Grandma Marge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUfS7ZNUIL0/TWwN8k-zGTI/AAAAAAAABio/vPy0m87T8GI/s1600/IMG_1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUfS7ZNUIL0/TWwN8k-zGTI/AAAAAAAABio/vPy0m87T8GI/s400/IMG_1982.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578849372775586098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've also been trying to enjoy this beautiful weather as much as possible!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bdaHL3VpaU/TWwN8fLVMdI/AAAAAAAABig/mELggzUuiYE/s1600/IMG_1987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bdaHL3VpaU/TWwN8fLVMdI/AAAAAAAABig/mELggzUuiYE/s400/IMG_1987.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578849371217539538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3OzWJ9m7eio/TWwN76FPVqI/AAAAAAAABiY/v0Ie6_3-I18/s1600/IMG_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3OzWJ9m7eio/TWwN76FPVqI/AAAAAAAABiY/v0Ie6_3-I18/s1600/IMG_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3OzWJ9m7eio/TWwN76FPVqI/AAAAAAAABiY/v0Ie6_3-I18/s400/IMG_2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578849361259878050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;In this picture he is chasing after and clapping at some birds in an effort to scare them away.  It's hysterical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3OzWJ9m7eio/TWwN76FPVqI/AAAAAAAABiY/v0Ie6_3-I18/s1600/IMG_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i9n-zQJkNHs/TWwO8EH4VyI/AAAAAAAABjA/okChXK94-GE/s400/IMG_2019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578850463466936098" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&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/1431266465340321570-8542536094098720705?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8542536094098720705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/recently.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8542536094098720705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8542536094098720705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/recently.html' title='Recently...'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FNy6i_ikFwg/TWwN9cQlywI/AAAAAAAABi4/ttUQeje8Cek/s72-c/IMG_1962.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-588907855160815238</id><published>2011-02-18T14:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T15:03:12.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;GO DAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yJ-6vfVziMQ/TV7ebDNR-dI/AAAAAAAABiQ/SmlY37aldDQ/s1600/swim1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yJ-6vfVziMQ/TV7ebDNR-dI/AAAAAAAABiQ/SmlY37aldDQ/s400/swim1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575137945030097362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GyiDaKTz-hg/TV7ebMxHhsI/AAAAAAAABiI/EuwId5OdaWU/s1600/swim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GyiDaKTz-hg/TV7ebMxHhsI/AAAAAAAABiI/EuwId5OdaWU/s400/swim2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575137947596326594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-588907855160815238?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/588907855160815238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/bravo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/588907855160815238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/588907855160815238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/bravo.html' title='Bravo!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yJ-6vfVziMQ/TV7ebDNR-dI/AAAAAAAABiQ/SmlY37aldDQ/s72-c/swim1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-3610452160153315088</id><published>2011-02-17T13:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T14:01:21.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tonight, these two gentlemen have a date.  They will be taking their first swim lesson together.  They're thick as thieves.  Hopefully I'll get a few good shots of the boys in action.  I'm very excited to be sitting on the opposite side of that mirrored glass watching in my dry clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KsZqu_xA5ws/TV189NQ0hwI/AAAAAAAABh4/xShDKoK_UZo/s1600/d%2526dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KsZqu_xA5ws/TV189NQ0hwI/AAAAAAAABh4/xShDKoK_UZo/s400/d%2526dad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574749304728618754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-3610452160153315088?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3610452160153315088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3610452160153315088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3610452160153315088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/boys.html' title='The Boys'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KsZqu_xA5ws/TV189NQ0hwI/AAAAAAAABh4/xShDKoK_UZo/s72-c/d%2526dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-2741432880101725124</id><published>2011-02-15T14:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:24:37.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>17 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here is a little glimpse of Dean at 17 months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  cars.  he LOVES hot wheels.  he also really loves the pixar movie, cars.  lightening mcqueen is his main man.  he plays cars on the coffee table everyday.  he's also gotten quite good at making car noises.  such a boy thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  he's a dancer.  music gets him moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  about 2 months ago Dean officially dropped his morning nap.  which I was nervous about but, it's actually wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  swimming lessons.  we've been in swim lessons for about one month now and today D was promoted to the starfish 2 class.  his teacher told me, "Dean is what we call an eager swimmer."  however, she forgot that he can't swim.  which means he's an eager boy who has no fear of the water.  our goal is for him to be able to float on his back with ease by the summer.  fingers crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  talking is still a slow moving process for us.  this week he said bubbles which sounded like bubba.  baby steps.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  we have a climber.  he tries to climb on everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  he spends quite a bit of time in the time out chair.  see above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  his little personality is showing more and more.  lately, if you are not sitting, standing, or doing what he wants you to, he will try to shove, push and move you into the correct spot.  it's hysterical and very bossy.  hmm, wonder where he gets that?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  the other day at tiny tots and tunes he pushed a kid over and immediately threw his head back laughing and patting his chest.  he of course did this in the middle of the circle with all the other moms watching in horror.  he never does that kind of stuff in the corner when no one is looking.  the whole thing made me sweat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  he is a goof ball in front of his grandparents.  total hot dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  after about 3 months his curls are finally back and better than ever.  i love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  he isn't quite adjusted to sunday school yet.  when we go to pick him up he is usually in the "bye-bye buggy."  (see video clip below) hopefully his rather severe separation anxiety subsides very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  he is the light of our lives and our constant entertainment.  i don't know what we did before we had him!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbxB_-S0iuM/TVrnOMG6LFI/AAAAAAAABhw/yeAf4Iwvgxs/s1600/cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbxB_-S0iuM/TVrnOMG6LFI/AAAAAAAABhw/yeAf4Iwvgxs/s400/cards.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574021719778798674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c34099668f056292" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc34099668f056292%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FFB7F92077E3D733771FD9DF63CD609720B5B68.6BA52B098CA9A5821157D60021B2B5C569CAE34E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc34099668f056292%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9wxt9Tx9YAqw3g1KO1cFlomTMCE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc34099668f056292%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FFB7F92077E3D733771FD9DF63CD609720B5B68.6BA52B098CA9A5821157D60021B2B5C569CAE34E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc34099668f056292%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9wxt9Tx9YAqw3g1KO1cFlomTMCE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-2741432880101725124?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2741432880101725124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/17-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2741432880101725124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2741432880101725124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/17-months.html' title='17 months'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbxB_-S0iuM/TVrnOMG6LFI/AAAAAAAABhw/yeAf4Iwvgxs/s72-c/cards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-7853332955954338455</id><published>2011-02-04T12:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T13:13:41.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My new camera bag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Meet my new favorite bag....the &lt;a href="http://www.kellymoorebag.com/"&gt;Kelly Moore&lt;/a&gt; B-Hobo camera bag. I've had my eye on &lt;a href="http://kellymoorebag.com/womens/kelly-moore-b-hobo-bag-1.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; for some time and finally just went for it. I actually want to carry it around everyday because it is such a great bag. It has the perfect Iphone pocket, zipper pockets for cords/batteries/chargers, padded dividers that fit your camera body, lenses, and a flash, a shoulder strap and a longer messenger bag strap, the perfect color gray.....I could go on. If you love your camera I would definitely put this on your wish list for Valentine's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUxPlmHP6WI/AAAAAAAABho/-WPGxwugINM/s1600/km1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUxPlmHP6WI/AAAAAAAABho/-WPGxwugINM/s400/km1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569914346455165282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUxPlS1MWMI/AAAAAAAABhg/DY0WHKgBefw/s1600/km2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUxPlS1MWMI/AAAAAAAABhg/DY0WHKgBefw/s400/km2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569914341279160514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUxPlL92v6I/AAAAAAAABhY/xQvE2-qtIkw/s1600/km3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUxPlL92v6I/AAAAAAAABhY/xQvE2-qtIkw/s400/km3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569914339436445602" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1431266465340321570-7853332955954338455?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7853332955954338455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-new-camera-bag.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7853332955954338455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7853332955954338455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-new-camera-bag.html' title='My new camera bag!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUxPlmHP6WI/AAAAAAAABho/-WPGxwugINM/s72-c/km1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6379793253324698578</id><published>2011-01-31T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T14:09:54.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't really tell what is going on today in Dean's car world.  From what I can gather the cars were all waiting in line for something.  Then the green car got ahead of the pack &amp;amp; collided with a red eighteen-wheeler.  Then the yellow car was stranded with no roadside assistance.  Alas, the yellow car somehow found his way back to the others and the green car escaped his previous run-in with the big rig completely unharmed.  Incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure Dean's version is much more interesting than mine.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVLPGDzDI/AAAAAAAABgw/gHi2tIbIdgg/s1600/cars1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVLPGDzDI/AAAAAAAABgw/gHi2tIbIdgg/s400/cars1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568442747041598514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVKxuHhpI/AAAAAAAABgo/HXLGBuBwg3c/s1600/cars2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVKxuHhpI/AAAAAAAABgo/HXLGBuBwg3c/s400/cars2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568442739156551314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVKjgs3iI/AAAAAAAABgg/cm-PbjN2_EM/s1600/cars3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVKjgs3iI/AAAAAAAABgg/cm-PbjN2_EM/s400/cars3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568442735342181922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVKOvrJeI/AAAAAAAABgY/pVpWuPgamtw/s1600/cars4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVKOvrJeI/AAAAAAAABgY/pVpWuPgamtw/s400/cars4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568442729767839202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVJ3PJtVI/AAAAAAAABgQ/daL41pXX8Yg/s1600/cars5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVJ3PJtVI/AAAAAAAABgQ/daL41pXX8Yg/s400/cars5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568442723457414482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-6379793253324698578?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6379793253324698578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/pretend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6379793253324698578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6379793253324698578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/pretend.html' title='Pretend'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUcVLPGDzDI/AAAAAAAABgw/gHi2tIbIdgg/s72-c/cars1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-4941488782739774144</id><published>2011-01-28T13:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T13:57:45.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When the weather is perfect like it is today I tend to miss Baylor, and wish I could time travel back a few years and go walk the bear trail with my best friends. Now that we are all married, two of us have little ones and one is back in school it's difficult to sync our schedules up for some quality time. When I think about it now, we walked and talked for HOURS and hours on that trail.  So instead of wishing the day away I'll head out for another walk this afternoon once Dean wakes up.  And, maybe I'll be able to catch Jess or Marlo on the phone while I'm walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUMd9iCWY3I/AAAAAAAABgI/30Sm8FvJ34E/s1600/baylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUMd9iCWY3I/AAAAAAAABgI/30Sm8FvJ34E/s400/baylor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567326507305952114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-4941488782739774144?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/4941488782739774144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/baylor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/4941488782739774144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/4941488782739774144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/baylor.html' title='Baylor'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TUMd9iCWY3I/AAAAAAAABgI/30Sm8FvJ34E/s72-c/baylor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-133247700446084002</id><published>2011-01-19T20:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:49:02.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>Today was Dean's first swim lesson and I wanted to post a video (mostly for our family).  He did great and loved the water.  I am SO grateful that Michael was able to pop over on his lunch hour to video a bit and watch him in action!  He went under water without protest and was a wild man for the remainder of the thirty minute class.  Needless to say, Mommy is heading straight to bed.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ebca78b64d4e4b40" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Debca78b64d4e4b40%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FCD5E20AAA8A5AA20C25854E46E8A6788434EF.723E4BF7B8689C28642A363E044A911461C7DB73%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Debca78b64d4e4b40%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1Us9RNFPftjfo08vVY0ScWLcOxA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Debca78b64d4e4b40%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FCD5E20AAA8A5AA20C25854E46E8A6788434EF.723E4BF7B8689C28642A363E044A911461C7DB73%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Debca78b64d4e4b40%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1Us9RNFPftjfo08vVY0ScWLcOxA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-133247700446084002?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/133247700446084002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/swimming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/133247700446084002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/133247700446084002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-1890181137143614795</id><published>2011-01-18T13:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T14:31:42.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We spent part of last week in Austin getting to catch up with my very best college friends/partners in crime, Jess &amp;amp; Marlo. At our last get-together in January 2010 Jess told us she was pregnant. So, this year she brought her sweet baby girl, Charlotte, with her. It was a really big weekend for Dean because he got to meet his future wife, Charlotte. With the exception of poking her the eye a couple of times &amp;amp; trying to bash her over the head with the Bumbo tray, I'd say he was successful in making an OK impression. Despite the slightly chaotic couple of days with two little ones on completely different schedules we did manage to catch up between crying fits, feedings, spit ups and naps. 3 days out of 365 is just not enough. Marlo, who hasn't yet fallen victim to parenthood, was a trooper and a big help - thank you, Marlo! I'm pretty sure that after spending a few days with two kids has rid her of any desire to procreate in the near future. Which is why next year the rule is, no kids! (for Marlo's sake, of course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlotte is such a doll and a very good natured baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2WgyoPRI/AAAAAAAABgA/_PBiU07x16E/s1600/Charlotte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2WgyoPRI/AAAAAAAABgA/_PBiU07x16E/s400/Charlotte.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563623781305957650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Char &amp;amp; Jess.  Jess is also very good natured despite the lack of sleep.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2P37GrYI/AAAAAAAABf4/hvg0iHUPwg4/s1600/Char%2B%2526%2BMom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2P37GrYI/AAAAAAAABf4/hvg0iHUPwg4/s400/Char%2B%2526%2BMom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563623667256438146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lounging around with Marlo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2PQhQPNI/AAAAAAAABfw/YcAZAV3peVs/s1600/Marlo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2PQhQPNI/AAAAAAAABfw/YcAZAV3peVs/s400/Marlo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563623656679029970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lone boy on the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2PMboYSI/AAAAAAAABfo/dNjqp9uOWL4/s1600/IMG_1551%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2PMboYSI/AAAAAAAABfo/dNjqp9uOWL4/s400/IMG_1551%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563623655581704482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a pretty accurate snapshot of the trip.  Now if you can also picture me gasping, throwing the camera down, grabbing his well-meaning little finger and saying, "be GENTLE."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2O4Ub_xI/AAAAAAAABfg/SSrWHK9gdSg/s1600/Dean%2B%2526%2BChar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2O4Ub_xI/AAAAAAAABfg/SSrWHK9gdSg/s400/Dean%2B%2526%2BChar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563623650182823698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My bouncing baby boy at 16 mos.  I adore him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2OotEkuI/AAAAAAAABfY/CfB4559fjks/s1600/IMG_1606%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2OotEkuI/AAAAAAAABfY/CfB4559fjks/s400/IMG_1606%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563623645991178978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side note:  Dean is beginning to talk!  To say that I've been concerned about his lack of verbal communication is a severe understatement.  I know, I know boys are slower to develop verbal skills.  But, when it's YOUR little boy you tend to freak out a bit.  So, I'm so happy to report that the verbal wheels in his head ARE turning and churning out new words like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  banana (he actually doesn't like eating bananas but, hey I'm not going to question it - it's a word!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Dean (turn up the volume and watch the video of him saying his name)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  No  (he adds a little German accent to "No!"  I believe it's for extra emphasis.  I'm trying to get this one of video)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Baba (bottle)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  He also attempts to sing the Bob the Builder theme song along with Dad.  Which really just sounds like he's trying to sing the word Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-50fcc0808f6fba7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D050fcc0808f6fba7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3217D60DD12F869F3EC48A6AA4A4EB1763B30AB9.689902227ED98E62682D630E8505953EC99A9E67%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50fcc0808f6fba7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRiTmFRtopHUco0jHw2tv1_Hw4bA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D050fcc0808f6fba7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3217D60DD12F869F3EC48A6AA4A4EB1763B30AB9.689902227ED98E62682D630E8505953EC99A9E67%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50fcc0808f6fba7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRiTmFRtopHUco0jHw2tv1_Hw4bA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-1890181137143614795?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1890181137143614795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-spent-part-of-last-week-in-austin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1890181137143614795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1890181137143614795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-spent-part-of-last-week-in-austin.html' title='Old Friends'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTX2WgyoPRI/AAAAAAAABgA/_PBiU07x16E/s72-c/Charlotte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-8529460463983650465</id><published>2011-01-14T14:06:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T14:29:38.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>iphone pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm finally ready to upgrade to the iPhone 4. So, I've been making sure all my precious pictures have been safely retrieved from my current iPhone. I've had this phone for a long time! Here are some of the places we've been together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NYC with the hubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvkK1eBYI/AAAAAAAABfQ/5bE09cYpZm8/s1600/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvkK1eBYI/AAAAAAAABfQ/5bE09cYpZm8/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138575721334146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An amazing trip to Italy - so glad we did this together before we had a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvj6NR5uI/AAAAAAAABfI/ZZJ54t26LTA/s1600/IMG_0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvj6NR5uI/AAAAAAAABfI/ZZJ54t26LTA/s400/IMG_0104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138571257800418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A trip to Las Ventanas with some family &amp;amp; friends.  Still my favorite place on the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvjihj2sI/AAAAAAAABfA/oPADvQ8tsmM/s1600/IMG_0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvjihj2sI/AAAAAAAABfA/oPADvQ8tsmM/s400/IMG_0184.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138564900412098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A work trip to Taiwan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvZOVL3jI/AAAAAAAABe4/OpA0E4WR2Wo/s1600/IMG_0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvZOVL3jI/AAAAAAAABe4/OpA0E4WR2Wo/s400/IMG_0189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138387681107506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and Xiamen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvYNIniAI/AAAAAAAABew/prhJQvnDGw4/s1600/IMG_0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvYNIniAI/AAAAAAAABew/prhJQvnDGw4/s400/IMG_0228.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138370180089858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..and Hong Kong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvYG_IYYI/AAAAAAAABeo/shMZi2NtwTg/s1600/IMG_0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvYG_IYYI/AAAAAAAABeo/shMZi2NtwTg/s400/IMG_0236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138368529686914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...I really loved Hong Kong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvX4v8mrI/AAAAAAAABeg/Y0kvYup5ltg/s1600/IMG_0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvX4v8mrI/AAAAAAAABeg/Y0kvYup5ltg/s400/IMG_0244.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138364707904178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another trip to see and work with one of our factories in El Salvador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvX6pDz1I/AAAAAAAABeY/5bZp6aNXpbA/s1600/IMG_0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvX6pDz1I/AAAAAAAABeY/5bZp6aNXpbA/s400/IMG_0208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138365215887186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A trip to the hospital.  (the most important picture on my phone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvHfVwSPI/AAAAAAAABeQ/0KaKZLyWDp0/s1600/IMG_0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvHfVwSPI/AAAAAAAABeQ/0KaKZLyWDp0/s400/IMG_0336.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138083009251570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A trip to Michigan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvHWgIxYI/AAAAAAAABeI/7VkXLvQSYfE/s1600/IMG_0758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvHWgIxYI/AAAAAAAABeI/7VkXLvQSYfE/s400/IMG_0758.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138080636880258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A fun trip to the Dallas Aquarium with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvHG5xSQI/AAAAAAAABeA/T6LT8s_aFTg/s1600/IMG_0734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvHG5xSQI/AAAAAAAABeA/T6LT8s_aFTg/s400/IMG_0734.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138076449425666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A day trip to Lubbock for a body scan - for fit model work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvGYeI_wI/AAAAAAAABd4/vKJn1av-7G8/s1600/IMG_0853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvGYeI_wI/AAAAAAAABd4/vKJn1av-7G8/s400/IMG_0853.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138063985508098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a memorable trip to get D's hair cut...more like chopped off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvGBQvnSI/AAAAAAAABdw/iTvJgrNmFuY/s1600/IMG_0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvGBQvnSI/AAAAAAAABdw/iTvJgrNmFuY/s400/IMG_0929.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138057755303202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though we've been together for a while, I'm not sad to trade it in for the newer model.  I can't wait for flash photography &amp;amp; video!  Plus, Dean splattered ranch dressing on it today at lunch and I can't seem to get it completely clean.  So, now I get a wiff of ranch when I hold it up to my ear.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-8529460463983650465?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8529460463983650465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/iphone-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8529460463983650465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8529460463983650465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/iphone-pictures.html' title='iphone pictures'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TTCvkK1eBYI/AAAAAAAABfQ/5bE09cYpZm8/s72-c/IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-1937238708528750603</id><published>2011-01-06T07:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T08:07:39.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>better late than never</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's our Christmas update....(late, I know.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXIO0_RqmI/AAAAAAAABcY/1RT5r0DVq6c/s1600/IMG_1149%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXIO0_RqmI/AAAAAAAABcY/1RT5r0DVq6c/s400/IMG_1149%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559069472126511714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dean's early Christmas gift was his own little chair.  He really loves it and looks so adorable sitting in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXIOvqXYVI/AAAAAAAABcQ/650wERxpuEU/s1600/IMG_1251%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXIOvqXYVI/AAAAAAAABcQ/650wERxpuEU/s400/IMG_1251%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559069470696628562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only photo I got to be in this year.  Please notice the sugar cookie he's shoving in his mouth.  This is what happens when you go to grandma &amp;amp; grandpa's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXINzPTM1I/AAAAAAAABcI/zEluDCJfwmQ/s1600/IMG_1303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXINzPTM1I/AAAAAAAABcI/zEluDCJfwmQ/s400/IMG_1303.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559069454476981074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas morning at our house consisted of Dean dumping out his stocking and discovering his new love....his off-road school bus.  Who knew a school bus could be SO COOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXINnpjO-I/AAAAAAAABcA/rr9reSMxLZY/s1600/IMG_1306%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXINnpjO-I/AAAAAAAABcA/rr9reSMxLZY/s400/IMG_1306%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559069451365858274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year Peach and Big got D his own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; Touch loaded with Elmo apps, Elmo songs, Disney movies &amp;amp; pictures.  It's pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;trippy&lt;/span&gt; to watch him "slide to open" like a pro.  Needless to say, D scored big this year.  (Disclaimer:  Don't worry folks, we don't let his brain go to mush by playing on electronics all day.  He also got puzzles, blocks, books and other things that don't require batteries and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt; account this year.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXINAxb-II/AAAAAAAABb4/P736BAMAZk4/s1600/IMG_1410.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXINAxb-II/AAAAAAAABb4/P736BAMAZk4/s1600/IMG_1410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXINAxb-II/AAAAAAAABb4/P736BAMAZk4/s400/IMG_1410.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559069440929953922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh the Baylor game.  After sprinting through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;torrential&lt;/span&gt; rain, lighting &amp;amp; thunder to see our beloved bears they lost.  It was a gigantic disappointment.  However, we got to see some good ole Baylor friends and introduce them to our little bear!  D couldn't get over the size of the TV in that place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1431266465340321570-1937238708528750603?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1937238708528750603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/better-late-than-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1937238708528750603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1937238708528750603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2011/01/better-late-than-never.html' title='better late than never'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TSXIO0_RqmI/AAAAAAAABcY/1RT5r0DVq6c/s72-c/IMG_1149%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6849720813069926608</id><published>2010-12-21T11:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T11:42:14.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; He is Christ the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-  Luke 2:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TRDkzhCovpI/AAAAAAAABbs/Oeodv4woljc/s1600/Front%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TRDkzhCovpI/AAAAAAAABbs/Oeodv4woljc/s400/Front%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553189914241711762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas and that the Lord blesses you immensely in the New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our 2010 Christmas card artwork by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kittygenius.com/"&gt;Ashley Goldberg&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-6849720813069926608?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6849720813069926608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6849720813069926608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6849720813069926608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TRDkzhCovpI/AAAAAAAABbs/Oeodv4woljc/s72-c/Front%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5487651188714856275</id><published>2010-12-13T22:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:46:47.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cards</title><content type='html'>Just tracked my package of 2010 Christmas cards.  They're in Memphis and scheduled to be delivered tomorrow.  I always get excited about Christmas cards.  I TRY to come up with something a little different each year.  And, I was really jazzed about our cards this year because I thought,&lt;i&gt; dang, I really thought outside the ole' box this year.&lt;/i&gt;  That is until I came across this ridiculously talented family.  The dad dabbles in film &amp;amp; photography and the mom is an artist/blogger.  Don't get me wrong, I truly appreciate my husband's talents and his chosen profession.  He's great at it.  But, after I watched this video I'm like, &lt;i&gt;dang, could you take some night classes or something and learn about movie making so we can do this next year!?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm slightly less excited about that package arriving tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/17455653" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can check out her blog &lt;a href="http://melancholysmile.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-5487651188714856275?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5487651188714856275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-cards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5487651188714856275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5487651188714856275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas Cards'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-4106501214546048669</id><published>2010-12-08T10:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T11:19:28.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WItchery Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In an effort to keep D looking fly I often check out clothing brands from around the world.  Yesterday, I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.witchery.com.au/witcherykids/w1/i5504355/"&gt;Witchery Kids&lt;/a&gt;, an Aussie brand. Although I don't love the name, these clothes are seriously cool and have become my new favorite - sorry Crewcuts. After looking at the too-cool-for-school boys stuff I browsed the girls section and found our daughter. No, for real.  If we ever have a girl, this is what she will look like.  (Dear Lord, please give us a girl.  Amen.)  She will actually walk out of me looking exactly like this.  Classic trench, nautical stripes, studded belt and killer sandals.  Her name will be something very euro-cool like...Allegra or Daphne.  But, she will have to teach me how to do that effortless looking tie/loop trick with a belt.  And, despite her father's best efforts to force her into a convent, she will end up being an artist, designer, model, volleyball player or writer.  She will also do all of this while living very close to her father and I.  The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TP-3VPGW11I/AAAAAAAABbk/kbjmDtpzoBA/s1600/WitcheryKidscrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TP-3VPGW11I/AAAAAAAABbk/kbjmDtpzoBA/s400/WitcheryKidscrop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548354841402070866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS-  I know y'all are getting SICK of my dining room but check out &lt;a href="http://www.remodelaholic.com/2010/12/modern-touches-in-dining-room-reveal.html"&gt;Remodelaholic.com&lt;/a&gt; today!  I'm featured.  Thanks Cassity!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-4106501214546048669?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/4106501214546048669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/12/witchery-kids.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/4106501214546048669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/4106501214546048669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/12/witchery-kids.html' title='WItchery Kids'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TP-3VPGW11I/AAAAAAAABbk/kbjmDtpzoBA/s72-c/WitcheryKidscrop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5315209755329648700</id><published>2010-12-01T19:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T19:57:49.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when I leave Daddy &amp;amp; D in a room alone for more than 10 minutes.  I return and D has all these new tricks.  Like, climbing on the coffee table.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-33c8dbdb3c7542f7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33c8dbdb3c7542f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A7D65763E19F55EEE2A992ABBB6BE97861C0FE5.41B4E55214E8E043B898311D4EBB222DDB73D66%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33c8dbdb3c7542f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLZwBF_HkXAj5lJGpnsF0jzPOOtU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33c8dbdb3c7542f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A7D65763E19F55EEE2A992ABBB6BE97861C0FE5.41B4E55214E8E043B898311D4EBB222DDB73D66%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33c8dbdb3c7542f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLZwBF_HkXAj5lJGpnsF0jzPOOtU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps- he got his 3rd haircut today.  we tried out a new place.  and apparently they don't speak English because I said I wanted to keep his curls but just trim them up a bit.  after trying to distract him with my iphone I looked up and they were all gone.  good news:  they will grow back.  I guess I should have explained more clearly that his curls are his trademark.  they're what he's known for.  his signature look.  his flair.  a distinguishing characteristic.  they go with everything, you know?  maybe Santa will bring us back his curls for Christmas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-5315209755329648700?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5315209755329648700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/12/climbing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5315209755329648700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5315209755329648700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/12/climbing.html' title='Climbing'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6050847011364214798</id><published>2010-11-27T11:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T12:16:00.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we made an attempt to get D's photo taken with Santa. Last year it was pretty simple. No crying. No arched back. No make-my-body-go-limp-so-that-I-slide-off-your-lap move. Last year it could have been Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer holding him and he wouldn't have cared a bit. However, despite the hysterics this year, I adore these photos. (And so does my husband because we didn't have to pay for them) Maybe we'll try visiting Santa again before he comes to our house next month?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TPFG2U1HWDI/AAAAAAAABbc/OSku2cLzT5U/s1600/IMG_1107%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TPFG2U1HWDI/AAAAAAAABbc/OSku2cLzT5U/s400/IMG_1107%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544290515388160050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TPFG2HQo31I/AAAAAAAABbU/ABRAfcMcn_s/s1600/IMG_1105%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TPFG2HQo31I/AAAAAAAABbU/ABRAfcMcn_s/s400/IMG_1105%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544290511745507154" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1431266465340321570-6050847011364214798?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6050847011364214798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/santa.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6050847011364214798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6050847011364214798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/santa.html' title='Santa'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TPFG2U1HWDI/AAAAAAAABbc/OSku2cLzT5U/s72-c/IMG_1107%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-2717469453337495693</id><published>2010-11-25T10:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T10:46:21.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better After Blog Feature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lindsey over at &lt;a href="http://betterafter.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-could-just-dine.html"&gt;Better After&lt;/a&gt; has featured my dining room before and after photos. I love looking at all of the great before and after projects on &lt;a href="http://betterafter.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-could-just-dine.html"&gt;Lindsey's blog&lt;/a&gt; - it's very inspiring. Be sure to check it out. Thanks for the Turkey Day shout out, Lindsey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TO6SnSrPQoI/AAAAAAAABa8/sIdecRJPdbM/s1600/IMG_9694%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TO6SnSrPQoI/AAAAAAAABa8/sIdecRJPdbM/s400/IMG_9694%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543529395065406082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-2717469453337495693?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2717469453337495693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/better-after-blog-feature.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2717469453337495693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2717469453337495693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/better-after-blog-feature.html' title='Better After Blog Feature'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TO6SnSrPQoI/AAAAAAAABa8/sIdecRJPdbM/s72-c/IMG_9694%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5571597783623236634</id><published>2010-11-23T15:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T15:58:51.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I thought I'd share what I'm thankful for this year. Pretty simple really.  It's these two guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TOw4gqt2ZoI/AAAAAAAABa0/1hatf5FsNmc/s1600/IMG_7011%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TOw4gqt2ZoI/AAAAAAAABa0/1hatf5FsNmc/s400/IMG_7011%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542867375259805314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything else is just a bonus. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-5571597783623236634?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5571597783623236634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5571597783623236634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5571597783623236634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TOw4gqt2ZoI/AAAAAAAABa0/1hatf5FsNmc/s72-c/IMG_7011%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-1651632999417650995</id><published>2010-11-10T10:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T12:15:38.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey everyone! Here are the pictures that I've been promising of our little man's second Halloween. He celebrated Halloween all. week. long. We had a bash at the club with my family, we celebrated at the neighborhood party, dropped by Daddy's office to show off my costume, got to see Uncle Travis, trick-or-treated at Dusty's house and dropped by to visit my in-laws. Whew. Lots of pictures and lots of fun!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year D had two costumes. The first was a blue monster costume - which he unfortunately hated but kept it on long enough to get a few shots. His second costume was his skeleton PJ's. This was much more tolerable in the heat. He was cute in both but, we were partial to the blue monster. I think we laughed hysterically for about 20 minutes after we put it on him. But, the combo of the hairy and very hot polyester plus the humiliation factor was just too much for him to handle. We learned our lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy had costumes too! I was a human kleenex. It was pretty simple. I just wore my normal clothes and every time D had a runny nose he wiped it on my shoulder and/or my legs. Daddy also had his own Halloween get-up. He was Tom Selleck - see mustache photo below. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrey_5sgqI/AAAAAAAABas/sndzLdyF7jA/s1600/IMG_0355%2Bcopy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrey_5sgqI/AAAAAAAABas/sndzLdyF7jA/s400/IMG_0355%2Bcopy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537983659533697698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;D with my parents &amp;amp; grandparents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNreyxaxYmI/AAAAAAAABak/YeHZV9U0Ozs/s1600/IMG_0346%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNreyxaxYmI/AAAAAAAABak/YeHZV9U0Ozs/s400/IMG_0346%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537983655645897314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pacing &amp;amp; crying.  He HATES the blue monster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNreycVIwnI/AAAAAAAABac/CAJ3S985bYY/s1600/IMG_0368%2Bcopy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNreycVIwnI/AAAAAAAABac/CAJ3S985bYY/s400/IMG_0368%2Bcopy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537983649985118834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrebmLQtPI/AAAAAAAABaU/LFchMoXpfNY/s1600/IMG_0412%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrebmLQtPI/AAAAAAAABaU/LFchMoXpfNY/s400/IMG_0412%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537983257491059954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plenty of sugar at the club bash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrebXmtwJI/AAAAAAAABaM/DMZdru0RZYU/s1600/IMG_0441%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrebXmtwJI/AAAAAAAABaM/DMZdru0RZYU/s400/IMG_0441%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537983253579677842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They had a DJ, trick-or-treating, a bouncy house, dinner &amp;amp; prizes.  He was a little overwhelmed by all the kids &amp;amp; music!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNreadCn0oI/AAAAAAAABaE/QiWRjKa_6O8/s1600/IMG_0461%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNreadCn0oI/AAAAAAAABaE/QiWRjKa_6O8/s400/IMG_0461%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537983237859037826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spinning in Daddy's work chair.  Is there anything more fun?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNreaBJv45I/AAAAAAAABZ8/bg7r_cXQwqY/s1600/IMG_0463%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNreaBJv45I/AAAAAAAABZ8/bg7r_cXQwqY/s400/IMG_0463%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537983230372733842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visiting Grandpa's office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNreZ1P_hzI/AAAAAAAABZ0/b4jEuAdTqr8/s1600/IMG_0471%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNreZ1P_hzI/AAAAAAAABZ0/b4jEuAdTqr8/s400/IMG_0471%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537983227177699122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charming all the ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdiHXXn7I/AAAAAAAABZs/I7isOuXqNDw/s1600/IMG_0483%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdiHXXn7I/AAAAAAAABZs/I7isOuXqNDw/s400/IMG_0483%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537982269967802290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing on Uncle Trav's Iphone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdhdPM4eI/AAAAAAAABZk/76G3L19e5HU/s1600/IMG_0491%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdhdPM4eI/AAAAAAAABZk/76G3L19e5HU/s400/IMG_0491%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537982258659254754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He spotted the train at the neighborhood party.  We then waited in line for twenty minutes for a ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdgjOkVXI/AAAAAAAABZc/3ZOxLXFentA/s1600/IMG_0501%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdgjOkVXI/AAAAAAAABZc/3ZOxLXFentA/s400/IMG_0501%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537982243087340914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one wants to think about dental health at Halloween.  Get lost tooth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdfj09ELI/AAAAAAAABZU/Rs0pmufHzho/s1600/IMG_0519%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdfj09ELI/AAAAAAAABZU/Rs0pmufHzho/s400/IMG_0519%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537982226068476082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First cotton candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdent7W4I/AAAAAAAABZM/tAki4k9Ss4c/s1600/IMG_0595%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdent7W4I/AAAAAAAABZM/tAki4k9Ss4c/s400/IMG_0595%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537982209932876674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visiting more grandparents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdDmjePAI/AAAAAAAABZE/KptBmhO4YH8/s1600/IMG_0601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdDmjePAI/AAAAAAAABZE/KptBmhO4YH8/s400/IMG_0601.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537981745764121602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tickling the ivories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdDNYxZEI/AAAAAAAABY8/k3Pgqu41NSA/s1600/IMG_0615%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdDNYxZEI/AAAAAAAABY8/k3Pgqu41NSA/s400/IMG_0615%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537981739008353346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jumping on the trampoline with Daddy/Tom Selleck.  Love that moustache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdC561T7I/AAAAAAAABY0/qWsmSkK1f5w/s1600/IMG_0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdC561T7I/AAAAAAAABY0/qWsmSkK1f5w/s400/IMG_0673.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537981733782507442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trick-or-treating at Dusty the dog's house.  Holly &amp;amp; Chris live there too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdCjVk1gI/AAAAAAAABYs/NVF0QCIMcXk/s1600/IMG_0681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdCjVk1gI/AAAAAAAABYs/NVF0QCIMcXk/s400/IMG_0681.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537981727720658434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdCUABuuI/AAAAAAAABYk/kocUaXOm5RY/s1600/IMG_0693%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrdCUABuuI/AAAAAAAABYk/kocUaXOm5RY/s400/IMG_0693%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537981723603745506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-1651632999417650995?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1651632999417650995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/catch-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1651632999417650995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1651632999417650995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/catch-up.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNrey_5sgqI/AAAAAAAABas/sndzLdyF7jA/s72-c/IMG_0355%2Bcopy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-9102792345168777135</id><published>2010-11-04T14:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:05:26.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Design Sponge....OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Now that I've caught my breath and stopped shaking long enough to type, I am excited to share that my little dining room re-model has been featured on &lt;a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/2010/11/before-after-sarahs-dining-room.html"&gt;Design Sponge&lt;/a&gt;! I visit this blog daily and love, love, love it. When they said they were accepting "before and after" submissions I thought, why the heck not?! I submitted my dining room photos and they actually thought it was cool enough to put on their big-ole'-design-blog. (insert loud squeal here) Me? Cool? NO WAY!!!! Needless to say, I'm on cloud nine. The excitement is a little lost on my son (he gave me an odd look as I was jumping in place and screaming) and my husband (who is beginning catch a little bit of my excitement after I explained that d*s is kind of a big deal in the design world).  Really I think my hubby is worried this might give me another reason to spend more moolah re-doing another room.  Take another gander at my baby-changing-station turned dining room on d*s!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is where I found everything....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.westelm.com/products/zigzag-rug-r656/?pkey=crugs-flooring"&gt;Chevron Rug&lt;/a&gt; - West Elm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laurieshomefurnishings.com/index.html"&gt;Mirror &amp;amp; Table&lt;/a&gt; - Laurie's Home Furnishings - Tomball, TX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.calicocorners.com/"&gt;Drapes &amp;amp; Drapery Hardware&lt;/a&gt; - Calico Corners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.restorationhardware.com/catalog/product/product.jsp?productId=prod1619049&amp;amp;categoryId=cat1701068"&gt;Upholstered Side Chairs&lt;/a&gt; - Restoration Hardware&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmodern.com/Kartell-485-KTL1007.html"&gt;Louis Ghost Chairs&lt;/a&gt; - AllModern.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.overstock.com/Home-Garden/Old-World-9-light-Chandelier/2064093/product.html?iid=prod2064093"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Overstock.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNMfI8fTmoI/AAAAAAAABYc/_Bwjr7UabCo/s1600/IMG_9693+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNMfI8fTmoI/AAAAAAAABYc/_Bwjr7UabCo/s400/IMG_9693+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535802605505321602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-9102792345168777135?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/9102792345168777135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/design-spongeomg.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/9102792345168777135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/9102792345168777135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/11/design-spongeomg.html' title='Design Sponge....OMG!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TNMfI8fTmoI/AAAAAAAABYc/_Bwjr7UabCo/s72-c/IMG_9693+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-426787533687284221</id><published>2010-10-29T11:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T11:06:42.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;All the Halloween parties have begun and we have a little blue monster and a baby skeleton running around our house - 1 costume for warm weather and the other for cold weather. Here's a little preview. I'll be posting more soon. Happy Halloween to everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMrw3Gd5SkI/AAAAAAAABYU/iRnLZgqVGuc/s1600/IMG_0368+copy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMrw3Gd5SkI/AAAAAAAABYU/iRnLZgqVGuc/s400/IMG_0368+copy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533499921597549122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-426787533687284221?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/426787533687284221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-preview.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/426787533687284221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/426787533687284221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-preview.html' title='Halloween Preview'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMrw3Gd5SkI/AAAAAAAABYU/iRnLZgqVGuc/s72-c/IMG_0368+copy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-7269300575282197173</id><published>2010-10-25T11:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T11:23:59.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts &amp; Homecomings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pardon my short blogging break.  I've had double ear infections and a sinus infection for the past week.  However, I seem to be on the mend.  Despite being under the weather we still have had quite a few things going on.  Aunt Amy, the Auburn Tiger, came home for a visit - we always love to see her!  Dean got his first haircut, and we went to Baylor Homecoming!  GO BEARS!  Here are a few snapshots.  Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Amy &amp;amp; Dean (this is pre-haircut)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrh_b6C-I/AAAAAAAABYM/7S9oFYFIsFA/s1600/IMG_0174+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrh_b6C-I/AAAAAAAABYM/7S9oFYFIsFA/s400/IMG_0174+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532016317747039202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrhUYuGgI/AAAAAAAABYE/-wpk1SRX6-4/s1600/IMG_0178+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrhUYuGgI/AAAAAAAABYE/-wpk1SRX6-4/s400/IMG_0178+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532016306190948866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First haircut with Sonny.  Sonny has done my hair since I was 12 so it's only fitting that he cut Dean's hair for the first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrTpl3uOI/AAAAAAAABX8/DQIYjKhcP6I/s1600/IMG_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrTpl3uOI/AAAAAAAABX8/DQIYjKhcP6I/s400/IMG_0218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532016071365081314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a small meltdown Dean recovered nicely with the help of some chocolate cookies.  And his new do is so precious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrTPvCpGI/AAAAAAAABX0/xAXifkbRhVY/s1600/IMG_0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrTPvCpGI/AAAAAAAABX0/xAXifkbRhVY/s400/IMG_0229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532016064424223842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We met up with &lt;a href="http://thedotsonfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Dotson family&lt;/a&gt; in Waco.  Here is our little crew heading to the tailgate.  We rolled up with our babies and strollers to tailgate with all the students.  Total buzz kill for that crowd.  But, we always have fun the Stephen, Katie &amp;amp; Knox!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrS-D4JtI/AAAAAAAABXs/ZSd_wsSWEdQ/s1600/IMG_0249+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrS-D4JtI/AAAAAAAABXs/ZSd_wsSWEdQ/s400/IMG_0249+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532016059679778514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a chance to see my darling and very pregnant friend, &lt;a href="http://thosemcclishs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Natalie&lt;/a&gt;!  She looks fantastic and we can't wait to meet her daughter, Jules! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrSTPKDeI/AAAAAAAABXk/OXFXh9rLh7w/s1600/IMG_0259+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrSTPKDeI/AAAAAAAABXk/OXFXh9rLh7w/s400/IMG_0259+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532016048184364514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This man's boots are, in a word, divine.  And, his wife's green track suit and big gold necklace were pretty dang cute too!  I think this is what Michael and I will look like at homecoming in 30 years.  Except I will be wearing the boots &amp;amp; a necklace and Michael will be wearing the green track suit of some kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrSDPz5dI/AAAAAAAABXc/XkLj0hhC5fc/s1600/IMG_0263+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrSDPz5dI/AAAAAAAABXc/XkLj0hhC5fc/s400/IMG_0263+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532016043892139474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-7269300575282197173?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7269300575282197173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/haircuts-homecomings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7269300575282197173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7269300575282197173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/haircuts-homecomings.html' title='Haircuts &amp; Homecomings'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TMWrh_b6C-I/AAAAAAAABYM/7S9oFYFIsFA/s72-c/IMG_0174+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-9063586699623762363</id><published>2010-10-17T11:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T11:31:26.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here is some recent footage.  The first is Dean saying Mama after waking up from his nap.  This is his new favorite word and I LOVE it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-87bdad76d4f68346" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D87bdad76d4f68346%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42857562D3CCF017CBDD09EBB11340455C4480D9.3808B2EE71184818E209343368D7AD46AA60F183%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D87bdad76d4f68346%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKMq8ebN-ExDrVWwG6UrNdcM9qGs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D87bdad76d4f68346%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42857562D3CCF017CBDD09EBB11340455C4480D9.3808B2EE71184818E209343368D7AD46AA60F183%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D87bdad76d4f68346%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKMq8ebN-ExDrVWwG6UrNdcM9qGs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little clip was taken last weekend.  We took a trip to Toys R'Us to spend the last of Dean's birthday money.  He came home with hokey pokey Elmo and a few other things.  Elmo is the clear favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d19b2654b1199c3c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd19b2654b1199c3c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D464A6C2DB026A49B3F89DCA0CF3C87C0B7FB5CD0.7F6261E274C5BB349BAE800E05C505C19BE478E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd19b2654b1199c3c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DshYxkjI0xIErxTn5OA1VALXJgzg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd19b2654b1199c3c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D464A6C2DB026A49B3F89DCA0CF3C87C0B7FB5CD0.7F6261E274C5BB349BAE800E05C505C19BE478E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd19b2654b1199c3c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DshYxkjI0xIErxTn5OA1VALXJgzg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/1431266465340321570-9063586699623762363?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/9063586699623762363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/few-videos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/9063586699623762363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/9063586699623762363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/few-videos.html' title='A few videos'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5306589552237725485</id><published>2010-10-15T15:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:44:10.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Carson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Uncle Carson's fall break was this past week/weekend so he came to town for a little visit. Dean wore his TCU football jersey in honor of his Uncle's return home. However, Dean told me when we got in the car that he didn't like purple (it washes him out) or frogs and to please take it off of him and put a Baylor shirt on. He said that he looks a lot better in Baylor green and that bears are way cooler (and more ferocious). This is all paraphrased of course, but you get the picture. Sic'em Bears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLi7nVLiGmI/AAAAAAAABXU/F-OnxDQV_vg/s1600/IMG_0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLi7nVLiGmI/AAAAAAAABXU/F-OnxDQV_vg/s400/IMG_0172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528374826972093026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-5306589552237725485?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5306589552237725485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/uncle-carson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5306589552237725485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5306589552237725485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/uncle-carson.html' title='Uncle Carson'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLi7nVLiGmI/AAAAAAAABXU/F-OnxDQV_vg/s72-c/IMG_0172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-600909164264463678</id><published>2010-10-11T16:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:41:16.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We took Dean to MDUMC's annual pumpkin patch this weekend! Last year he was itty bitty and this year he's walking around &amp;amp; picking up small pumpkins (and throwing them). My how time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOENvcIITI/AAAAAAAABXM/l89VABDNh-w/s1600/IMG_0129+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOENvcIITI/AAAAAAAABXM/l89VABDNh-w/s400/IMG_0129+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526906539321336114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOENOk0t7I/AAAAAAAABXE/eOuzEdb0Mgw/s1600/IMG_0146+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOENOk0t7I/AAAAAAAABXE/eOuzEdb0Mgw/s400/IMG_0146+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526906530499442610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOEMw8GfmI/AAAAAAAABW8/iGAwhYr-kGk/s1600/IMG_0088+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOEMw8GfmI/AAAAAAAABW8/iGAwhYr-kGk/s400/IMG_0088+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526906522544012898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOEMgkuoAI/AAAAAAAABW0/QSv_lcTapyA/s1600/IMG_0117+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOEMgkuoAI/AAAAAAAABW0/QSv_lcTapyA/s400/IMG_0117+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526906518151012354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOEMV8WZDI/AAAAAAAABWs/aWeJmb-Ln2Y/s1600/IMG_0121+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOEMV8WZDI/AAAAAAAABWs/aWeJmb-Ln2Y/s400/IMG_0121+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526906515297297458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-600909164264463678?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/600909164264463678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkins.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/600909164264463678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/600909164264463678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkins.html' title='Pumpkins'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TLOENvcIITI/AAAAAAAABXM/l89VABDNh-w/s72-c/IMG_0129+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5927557753560869115</id><published>2010-10-06T11:12:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:09:17.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We've been out and about trying to enjoy every minute of this gorgeous weather! We took an Austin trip, we went to the Houston Zoo and we spent an afternoon at Dewberry Farm. Lots of fun and lots of pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Just another beautiful day on the lake}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKyrP6AeAhI/AAAAAAAABWk/sLmcYdo-JGE/s1600/IMG_9784+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKyrP6AeAhI/AAAAAAAABWk/sLmcYdo-JGE/s400/IMG_9784+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524979132634366482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{OMG moment at the zoo}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKyqIIN7FVI/AAAAAAAABWc/8pr2tjsnpC4/s1600/zoo+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKyqIIN7FVI/AAAAAAAABWc/8pr2tjsnpC4/s400/zoo+collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524977899498313042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Loving the slide at Dewberry Farm}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKypodMq2hI/AAAAAAAABWU/cQenPQutGrY/s1600/IMG_9973+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKypodMq2hI/AAAAAAAABWU/cQenPQutGrY/s400/IMG_9973+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524977355374385682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;{He wasn't so sure about the goats at the farm}&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKypodMq2hI/AAAAAAAABWU/cQenPQutGrY/s1600/IMG_9973+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKypUm2OrII/AAAAAAAABWE/elhWv-7ePEI/s1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKypUm2OrII/AAAAAAAABWE/elhWv-7ePEI/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524977014367235202" /&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/1431266465340321570-5927557753560869115?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5927557753560869115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/outside.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5927557753560869115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5927557753560869115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/outside.html' title='Outside!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKyrP6AeAhI/AAAAAAAABWk/sLmcYdo-JGE/s72-c/IMG_9784+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6116880133633755594</id><published>2010-10-04T15:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T15:47:36.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Birthday Details!</title><content type='html'>Since I did such a BAD job at documenting my son's first birthday party here is a little peek at some of the things that Lauren at Letters by Lauren helped me out with.  I was super please with all the fun things she designed!  Thanks, Lauren!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lettersbylauren.com/2010/09/deans-1st-birthday-invitations.html"&gt;CLICK HERE TO SEE...&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-6116880133633755594?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6116880133633755594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-birthday-details.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6116880133633755594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6116880133633755594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-birthday-details.html' title='More Birthday Details!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6464767606273463110</id><published>2010-09-27T11:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T11:53:29.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dining Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The dining room is done! And I must say, I'm quite proud of it. If you have ever stopped by our house before, then you know what the old dining room looked like. It was an empty, catch all, mish-mash, big table with no chairs, beige hole and after Dean was born it became the diaper changing station. Gross. I finally got myself in gear and got inspired. And, despite the minimal complaining &amp;amp; eye rolling Michael did throughout the process I know he is proud of the final product too - and REALLY glad it's done. You won't catch us changing any diapers in there from now on. Promise.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some before &amp;amp; afters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{The before picture.  Made even more awful by the iPhone picture quality.  Eeek!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDItu5L0-I/AAAAAAAABV0/l4C2hvhZydk/s1600/IMG_0692+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDItu5L0-I/AAAAAAAABV0/l4C2hvhZydk/s400/IMG_0692+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521633831163778018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Ahhhh...the after shot.  Updated paint color, Ikat drapes with metallic drapery rod, new light fixture, rug, chairs, mirror &amp;amp; art.  Voila!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDItYXL7-I/AAAAAAAABVs/Kbdfx6MGkIg/s1600/IMG_9692+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDItYXL7-I/AAAAAAAABVs/Kbdfx6MGkIg/s400/IMG_9692+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521633825115598818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDItP1GK4I/AAAAAAAABVk/JRjlpkKGszo/s1600/IMG_9693+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDItP1GK4I/AAAAAAAABVk/JRjlpkKGszo/s400/IMG_9693+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521633822825130882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIszGFrnI/AAAAAAAABVc/Tx0s91UTXZo/s1600/IMG_9694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIszGFrnI/AAAAAAAABVc/Tx0s91UTXZo/s400/IMG_9694.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521633815111773810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{I am pretty obsessed with the work of artist Cy Twombly.  His pieces can cost about as much as a car.  Soooo, I decided to commission myself to create the perfect piece of art for the dining room using his work as my inspiration.  This is one of my favorite pieces.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIb4m_dZI/AAAAAAAABVU/H9ZGrUBqprs/s1600/cy+twombly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIb4m_dZI/AAAAAAAABVU/H9ZGrUBqprs/s400/cy+twombly1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521633524534179218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Here I am.  Budding artist.  I had just purchased my canvas, paint &amp;amp; brushes.  Blank, clean &amp;amp; full of ideas.  I painted during nap time in my garage.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIbrGuNqI/AAAAAAAABVM/yRsotzX_enI/s1600/IMG_0720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIbrGuNqI/AAAAAAAABVM/yRsotzX_enI/s400/IMG_0720.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521633520909170338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Here I am again.  Completely frustrated artist.  After 2 weeks of relentless painting and re-painting I have a complete MESS and the worst color blue I've ever seen.  Thank goodness my sweet neighbor - who happened to have a degree in art and is a painter herself - saw me in my garage and dropped by to see what the heck I was doing.  She was able to get me past my block and fill me full of new ideas.  Thanks Caroline!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIbOnCvmI/AAAAAAAABVE/VEVwnO_s0ew/s1600/IMG_0721+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIbOnCvmI/AAAAAAAABVE/VEVwnO_s0ew/s400/IMG_0721+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521633513260105314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{A few weeks and one new frame later...done.  Exactly what I had wanted all along.  Definitely not a Cy Twombly BUT good enough.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIa_Oz0UI/AAAAAAAABU8/qXucKsvb9Iw/s1600/IMG_9696+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIa_Oz0UI/AAAAAAAABU8/qXucKsvb9Iw/s400/IMG_9696+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521633509131931970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIan-T_fI/AAAAAAAABU0/82XqIcW0aiM/s1600/IMG_9686+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDIan-T_fI/AAAAAAAABU0/82XqIcW0aiM/s400/IMG_9686+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521633502888721906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-6464767606273463110?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6464767606273463110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/dining-room.html#comment-form' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6464767606273463110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6464767606273463110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/dining-room.html' title='Dining Room'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TKDItu5L0-I/AAAAAAAABV0/l4C2hvhZydk/s72-c/IMG_0692+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-8632087707797725613</id><published>2010-09-26T19:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T19:20:17.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We're still here.  We've been busy cheering on our Baylor Bears, visiting the Houston Aquarium, playing with the hose and playing outside with new toys!  We've been having too much fun which has left little time for blogging.  Here are a few recent pictures...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJ_h1Ne8emI/AAAAAAAABTk/aIHTeqRy6OM/s1600/IMG_9437+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJ_h1Ne8emI/AAAAAAAABTk/aIHTeqRy6OM/s400/IMG_9437+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521379972448287330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJ_h0r7YO7I/AAAAAAAABTc/qft2ix37JXA/s1600/IMG_9515+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJ_h0r7YO7I/AAAAAAAABTc/qft2ix37JXA/s400/IMG_9515+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521379963440741298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJ_h0T-UsII/AAAAAAAABTU/-h6U__WauO0/s1600/IMG_9558+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJ_h0T-UsII/AAAAAAAABTU/-h6U__WauO0/s400/IMG_9558+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521379957010641026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJ_h0DyxwSI/AAAAAAAABTM/v5pu-KMyuPc/s1600/IMG_9646+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJ_h0DyxwSI/AAAAAAAABTM/v5pu-KMyuPc/s400/IMG_9646+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521379952667246882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-8632087707797725613?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8632087707797725613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/were-still-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8632087707797725613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8632087707797725613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re still here!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJ_h1Ne8emI/AAAAAAAABTk/aIHTeqRy6OM/s72-c/IMG_9437+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-1358010200398788526</id><published>2010-09-20T16:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:11:57.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Welp, I've been procrastinating this post. If you know me well you know I don't like change. SO....needless to say, my first and only son turning one-year-old brought on some emotions and change I wasn't ready for. For about a week leading up to his birthday I rocked him to sleep every night and sobbed - you can confirm that with my hubby, who I'm pretty sure thought I was slowly losing my mind whenever he caught me in the glider mid-sob. I put out a few pictures for the party of Dean's first year. Michael was looking at them the night before and said something like, "wow, he sure is a big" or "he certainly doesn't look like a baby anymore." I immediately burst into tears and turned Michael's shirt into a wet, snotty mess. But, I'm certain (correct me if I'm wrong) that every mom goes through a version of this at some point in time. The bad news is change is inevitable so I've eventually got to pull myself together and put on my big girl pants, otherwise I'll be the mom clinging to my son's leg sobbing uncontrollably when he walks across the stage to get his diploma. So, the past week when folks ask me, "how old is he?" I've been working on replying, "he's one" without breaking into the ugly cry in the middle of the bread aisle.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures of Dean's birthday party and his actual birthday. We had a great time at his party and Dean was surrounded with loving family and friends - which is just how we wanted it to be. Because I was a little bit busy putting things together for the shin dig, I managed to not take a single photo of the set up - which was super adorable! :( So, this will have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We woke him up on 9.9.10 with birthday waffles.  We sang to him and measured how tall he is on the wall in his closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY_o51lmI/AAAAAAAABS8/xU25Y0VOSXY/s1600/IMG_8938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY_o51lmI/AAAAAAAABS8/xU25Y0VOSXY/s400/IMG_8938.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519118456189195874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For lunch he got a birthday fig newton.  I sang to him again and helped him blow it out.  Singing, holding a flaming fig newton, taking a photo and trying to keep it out of Dean's reach not the BEST idea I've ever had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY4G55ZsI/AAAAAAAABS0/bueO40nnRP0/s1600/IMG_8968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY4G55ZsI/AAAAAAAABS0/bueO40nnRP0/s400/IMG_8968.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519118326803556034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had grand visions of Dean jumping into his cupcake cake and getting COMPLETELY messy.  Not so.  This is about how messy he got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY3oQnDII/AAAAAAAABSs/mVAfB5172ak/s1600/IMG_9087_COPY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY3oQnDII/AAAAAAAABSs/mVAfB5172ak/s400/IMG_9087_COPY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519118318577323138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little batting practice with Unchie Carson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY3JRIkLI/AAAAAAAABSk/h-9LmNcBe60/s1600/IMG_9078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY3JRIkLI/AAAAAAAABSk/h-9LmNcBe60/s400/IMG_9078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519118310258020530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Showing Peach all my new toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY2Ws9uBI/AAAAAAAABSc/BH8jMYm2TtQ/s1600/IMG_9068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY2Ws9uBI/AAAAAAAABSc/BH8jMYm2TtQ/s400/IMG_9068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519118296684541970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was taken a week before Dean's birthday at my Dad's birthday dinner.  He did get into the chocolate cake here.  I guess it was too much pressure with everyone watching him?!  I adore this picture.  So full.  So happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY1zgt48I/AAAAAAAABSU/Cgg_jBRFzeU/s1600/IMG_8836+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY1zgt48I/AAAAAAAABSU/Cgg_jBRFzeU/s400/IMG_8836+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519118287237931970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-1358010200398788526?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1358010200398788526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1358010200398788526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1358010200398788526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/one.html' title='One!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TJfY_o51lmI/AAAAAAAABS8/xU25Y0VOSXY/s72-c/IMG_8938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-383417636373367425</id><published>2010-09-14T12:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T12:17:20.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Nyholt</title><content type='html'>I'm still trying to get everything put back together after the big party this weekend.  I promise I'll be doing a big birthday post soon!  In the meantime...here are a few pictures from the talented Adam Nyholt!  My mom surprised us with a big photo of Dean for his birthday.  While she was babysitting him for us one weekend she met Adam for a little photo shoot.  He looks SO adorable and I think all of these pictures show his little personality.  I adore Adam's work (it's hanging all over our house) and what Mom doesn't love professional pictures of their baby?!  Here's the link to his blog where he has posted some of the pictures...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------&gt;&lt;a href="http://nyholt.com/blog/deans-one-year-portraits-houston-baby-and-kid-photography/"&gt; CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;--------&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-383417636373367425?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/383417636373367425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/adam-nyholt.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/383417636373367425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/383417636373367425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/adam-nyholt.html' title='Adam Nyholt'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-1637651575162563920</id><published>2010-09-08T15:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T15:33:19.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Birthday Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I thought it was appropriate to take Dean for a pre-birthday treat. He enjoyed a mini-chocolate chip cookie. He looks a bit drunk in this iphone shot but, I'm pretty sure that's what I look like when I eat a cookie. Tomorrow is the big day! One year old! I'm so excited and will most likely have a happy tear in the corner of my eye all day.  We're so proud of our big boy!!!  I'm starting to cry right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TIfygj8yGuI/AAAAAAAABSM/SOtPPqs0YO4/s1600/mail.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TIfygj8yGuI/AAAAAAAABSM/SOtPPqs0YO4/s400/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514642909958380258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-1637651575162563920?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1637651575162563920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/pre-birthday-cookie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1637651575162563920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1637651575162563920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/pre-birthday-cookie.html' title='Pre-Birthday Cookie'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TIfygj8yGuI/AAAAAAAABSM/SOtPPqs0YO4/s72-c/mail.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5156633609881803993</id><published>2010-09-02T10:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:37:55.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exposure Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In one of my more brilliant parenting moments (please note intended sarcasm) I decided to start "exposure therapy" with Dean to treat his deep aversion to grass. I learned about exposure therapy from a reality show - at the time I concocted this whole diagnosis &amp;amp; treatment in my head it sounded COMPLETELY legit and then I said it out loud to my husband. So...we went to a park yesterday that has an enormous grassy prairie-like area. After we played on the swings, tried to eat various found objects and played on the slides we began our therapy. Here's how it went...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{How the heck am I going to get out of this?}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_RDDhEyHI/AAAAAAAABSE/MMACSHlqjh8/s1600/IMG_8456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_RDDhEyHI/AAAAAAAABSE/MMACSHlqjh8/s400/IMG_8456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512354319338621042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{AH-HA...narrow cement step.  Safe!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_RB5SK-eI/AAAAAAAABR8/iuKF0kuijfM/s1600/IMG_8461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_RB5SK-eI/AAAAAAAABR8/iuKF0kuijfM/s400/IMG_8461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512354299411888610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Walking the little cement plank.  Up and back}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_RBbvR-CI/AAAAAAAABR0/rdAeXxufveg/s1600/IMG_8466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_RBbvR-CI/AAAAAAAABR0/rdAeXxufveg/s400/IMG_8466.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512354291480918050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Up and back.  This process went on probably 8 times.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_Q1_xNt5I/AAAAAAAABRs/3LDL11ns56E/s1600/IMG_8471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_Q1_xNt5I/AAAAAAAABRs/3LDL11ns56E/s400/IMG_8471.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512354094994274194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Hmm...Mom's camera bag.  If only I could get to it without touching the grass.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_Q1elgceI/AAAAAAAABRk/wad954xRelk/s1600/IMG_8481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_Q1elgceI/AAAAAAAABRk/wad954xRelk/s400/IMG_8481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512354086086799842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Placed back into the middle of the grass &amp;amp; immediately headed back to the cement.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_Q0LdKfII/AAAAAAAABRc/dqTxoa3ajXg/s1600/IMG_8499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_Q0LdKfII/AAAAAAAABRc/dqTxoa3ajXg/s400/IMG_8499.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512354063771663490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Grabbin' a drink before we head home}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_Qzjl1zeI/AAAAAAAABRU/m-T2daQn-1s/s1600/IMG_8519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_Qzjl1zeI/AAAAAAAABRU/m-T2daQn-1s/s400/IMG_8519.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512354053070638562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Walking along the sidewalk at home}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_QzLev3TI/AAAAAAAABRM/umes_8UuzRU/s1600/IMG_8565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_QzLev3TI/AAAAAAAABRM/umes_8UuzRU/s400/IMG_8565.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512354046598438194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-5156633609881803993?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5156633609881803993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/exposure-therapy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5156633609881803993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5156633609881803993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/09/exposure-therapy.html' title='Exposure Therapy'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TH_RDDhEyHI/AAAAAAAABSE/MMACSHlqjh8/s72-c/IMG_8456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-1955629598856413128</id><published>2010-08-26T10:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T11:37:01.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's been a wild week at our house and there is no slowing down. Last weekend I enjoyed some time away with two friends and without a husband &amp;amp; baby. It was a sweet couple of days. We relaxed, shopped, slept and actually ate a meal with two hands. We were all giddy with excitement the entire trip. I'm so grateful for friends! However, upon my return I came down with a nasty little bug that left me completely unable to function as a human being for about two days - this is why I have been noticeably absent from the blog lately. Thank goodness our families live close by! What would we do without them?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...since I've been back on duty Dean has kept me on my toes! Yesterday, was Dean's second bloody incident and I'm certain it won't be his last. His mouth had a little run in with a toy basket which left a gigantic gash on his tongue &amp;amp; a river of blood spewing from behind one of his new front teeth. Like the calm, cool &amp;amp; collected mom that I am, I immediately called Michael at work to ask/yell why wasn't he home already and when would he be home b/c his son was spitting blood all over the place. Genius. Right? So after running aimlessly around the house with a SCREAMING, bloody baby on my hip I put a Popsicle in his mouth &amp;amp; called my mom who talked me down a bit. After about 20 minutes, 27 Popsicles &amp;amp; another bath the bleeding stopped and Dean was on a hard core sugar high. Status as of this morning (after shutting his finger in the cabinet door): Dean is completely fine but, now wants a Popsicles for breakfast. He stood at the freezer this morning and whined. I think I need to man up a bit if I'm going to be a boy mom. Blood, scrapes, stitches, cuts, sweat, broken bones &amp;amp; dirt are going to part of my day to day. Just ONE girl....please God, just give me ONE girl that loves fashion, decorating, shoes, cleanliness, tea parties, volleyball, head bands, jewelry, fur coats &amp;amp; makeup. Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of girls, one of my BEST college friends had her darling daughter on Monday. Charlotte Joy. I am dying to meet her and squeeze her and put a head band on her. She is precious! Jess sent Dean an early birthday present right before she went into labor last week - who does that!? If it wasn't edible, it wasn't on my radar - that was my mindset days before labor! Jess is awesome and Dean stinkin' loves his new bubble mower - thank you my darling friend. Even though he HATES the grass, he still enjoys mowing the back porch. (photos below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are headed back out of town this weekend - together, without Dean (gasp!). Stay tuned for some great photos next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{A manly moment}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaVAyThdcI/AAAAAAAABRE/cdYNznuyt00/s1600/IMG_8053+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaVAyThdcI/AAAAAAAABRE/cdYNznuyt00/s400/IMG_8053+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509755034870576578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaU4WlfNTI/AAAAAAAABQ8/rHs-A47qB1k/s1600/IMG_8055+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaU4WlfNTI/AAAAAAAABQ8/rHs-A47qB1k/s400/IMG_8055+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509754889990780210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{When the ball goes in the grass he stares at it and refuses to go fetch it}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaU3pM-ChI/AAAAAAAABQ0/R7d843wQWlc/s1600/IMG_8044+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaU3pM-ChI/AAAAAAAABQ0/R7d843wQWlc/s400/IMG_8044+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509754877808347666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Look at this physique.  He is the MOST darling butterball}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaU3AqaNJI/AAAAAAAABQs/01VXQhegpdU/s1600/IMG_8081+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaU3AqaNJI/AAAAAAAABQs/01VXQhegpdU/s400/IMG_8081+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509754866925974674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaU2hi6pvI/AAAAAAAABQk/pMCMG9xsKAo/s1600/IMG_8048+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaU2hi6pvI/AAAAAAAABQk/pMCMG9xsKAo/s400/IMG_8048+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509754858573047538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{We've also recently learned how to kick a ball. Lord help me}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaU2G6hlLI/AAAAAAAABQc/NueggVFwgTM/s1600/IMG_8105+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaU2G6hlLI/AAAAAAAABQc/NueggVFwgTM/s400/IMG_8105+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509754851424310450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Nope, I won't do it, Dad}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaUcz_vf9I/AAAAAAAABQU/d1DtcBdyYtg/s1600/IMG_8117+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaUcz_vf9I/AAAAAAAABQU/d1DtcBdyYtg/s400/IMG_8117+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509754416849190866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Love them both.  So handsome}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaUcQsYTOI/AAAAAAAABQM/9PCZ-M_Cz9c/s1600/IMG_8157+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaUcQsYTOI/AAAAAAAABQM/9PCZ-M_Cz9c/s400/IMG_8157+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509754407372737762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{This one kills me.  I had just told him, no, don't touch that.  He glanced at me, smiled and grabbed it.  How can you not laugh?}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaUb9UiloI/AAAAAAAABQE/gYBw8U-OER4/s1600/IMG_8164+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaUb9UiloI/AAAAAAAABQE/gYBw8U-OER4/s400/IMG_8164+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509754402172475010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Look Camille....PANTS!  This might be the first time all summer! ;) }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaUbW-K66I/AAAAAAAABP8/C5npf-zXm9s/s1600/IMG_8172+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaUbW-K66I/AAAAAAAABP8/C5npf-zXm9s/s400/IMG_8172+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509754391878101922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{The moment before he picked up the keyboard and ripped off the space bar}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaUbBdLT3I/AAAAAAAABP0/1ZqYw2d11Qc/s1600/IMG_8174+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaUbBdLT3I/AAAAAAAABP0/1ZqYw2d11Qc/s400/IMG_8174+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509754386102570866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-1955629598856413128?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1955629598856413128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-boy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1955629598856413128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1955629598856413128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-boy.html' title='Oh Boy'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/THaVAyThdcI/AAAAAAAABRE/cdYNznuyt00/s72-c/IMG_8053+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-355845818657165847</id><published>2010-08-18T15:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T16:03:19.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Popsicles &amp; Sidewalk Chalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Cute, right?! Sidewalk chalk and popsicles on a warm afternoon. Drawing something precious for Daddy to see when he pulls in the driveway - his first piece of artwork. Great summer activity....for a 2 year old. If you mix popsicles, colorful sidewalk chalk, and an 11 month old you get a sticky 11 month old eating sidewalk chalk. I'm such a rookie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started with the popsicle. Adorable photos. He thought it was super delish and didn't mind that he was so sticky - I didn't either. Then we shifted to the sidewalk chalk which to Dean looks exactly like what he was just eating. Duh, Mom. The last photo is Dean with blue chalk all over his mouth.  I couldn't get a great photo of his chalk face because I was to busy frantically scanning the chalk box for poison control information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, the chalk will live in the garage. Maybe we'll pull it out next summer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJzXKanoI/AAAAAAAABO8/pVfnjuT0AfE/s1600/IMG_7998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJzXKanoI/AAAAAAAABO8/pVfnjuT0AfE/s400/IMG_7998.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506857591107133058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJy7-WaBI/AAAAAAAABO0/XVaDKqZJM8o/s1600/IMG_8000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJy7-WaBI/AAAAAAAABO0/XVaDKqZJM8o/s400/IMG_8000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506857583808768018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJysRegqI/AAAAAAAABOs/vaF9N6QOa3I/s1600/IMG_8015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJysRegqI/AAAAAAAABOs/vaF9N6QOa3I/s400/IMG_8015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506857579594023586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJyLQwKgI/AAAAAAAABOk/KdsYxC-A2_E/s1600/IMG_8027+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJyLQwKgI/AAAAAAAABOk/KdsYxC-A2_E/s400/IMG_8027+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506857570732616194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJxiTB73I/AAAAAAAABOc/lKz5CJ0DPUQ/s1600/IMG_8037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJxiTB73I/AAAAAAAABOc/lKz5CJ0DPUQ/s400/IMG_8037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506857559736315762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-355845818657165847?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/355845818657165847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/08/popsicles-sidewalk-chalk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/355845818657165847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/355845818657165847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/08/popsicles-sidewalk-chalk.html' title='Popsicles &amp; Sidewalk Chalk'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGxJzXKanoI/AAAAAAAABO8/pVfnjuT0AfE/s72-c/IMG_7998.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-9199276689681992197</id><published>2010-08-17T11:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T11:32:52.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Michael has been playing on a church league basketball team this summer with his brother, dad and some guys from work. Last night we went to watch him play and it was a great game! Lots of fun and they came from behind for the win.  After the game I insisted on getting a few pictures.  I was only allowed to take 3 - and this is what I got.  Maybe next time we'll bring some orange slices &amp;amp; Juicy Juice for half time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGq46H8RlZI/AAAAAAAABOU/bLntLrAAZAM/s1600/IMG_7991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGq46H8RlZI/AAAAAAAABOU/bLntLrAAZAM/s400/IMG_7991.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416803117634962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGq45xbtrwI/AAAAAAAABOM/-SZA4NbGDcM/s1600/IMG_7992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGq45xbtrwI/AAAAAAAABOM/-SZA4NbGDcM/s400/IMG_7992.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416797075484418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGq45iiAXfI/AAAAAAAABOE/qjCkAVldb6g/s1600/IMG_7993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGq45iiAXfI/AAAAAAAABOE/qjCkAVldb6g/s400/IMG_7993.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416793075342834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-9199276689681992197?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/9199276689681992197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/08/basketball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/9199276689681992197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/9199276689681992197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/08/basketball.html' title='Basketball'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGq46H8RlZI/AAAAAAAABOU/bLntLrAAZAM/s72-c/IMG_7991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-2239835866753560718</id><published>2010-08-15T16:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:36:10.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some recent photos.  Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{I bought a new pillow for Dean's room.  Subliminal message?  You betcha'.  This will be the first phrase I teach him to read/say.}  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsZ286dlI/AAAAAAAABN8/DvV83z4gB-k/s1600/IMG_7553+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsZ286dlI/AAAAAAAABN8/DvV83z4gB-k/s400/IMG_7553+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769735963965010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{The deep love affair with Daddy continues.  When asked, "where is Daddy?!"  Dean retreats to his front window spot to wait for his old man to come home.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsTdCS0FI/AAAAAAAABN0/Qbt-fdNXQqo/s1600/IMG_7582+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsTdCS0FI/AAAAAAAABN0/Qbt-fdNXQqo/s400/IMG_7582+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769625927995474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsS_3T5XI/AAAAAAAABNs/MqFEaIanrnw/s1600/IMG_7586+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsS_3T5XI/AAAAAAAABNs/MqFEaIanrnw/s400/IMG_7586+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769618097300850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{I got to attend a lovely bridal shower for the even more lovely Courtney Comeaux.  Here's the blushing bride opening one of her many gifts.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsSRy7G3I/AAAAAAAABNk/o946_S3d_QA/s1600/IMG_7677+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsSRy7G3I/AAAAAAAABNk/o946_S3d_QA/s400/IMG_7677+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769605730868082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Courtney and her sis, Erin, who happens to be a bride as well!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsR78bDxI/AAAAAAAABNc/TTCe8P9JZE8/s1600/IMG_7612+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsR78bDxI/AAAAAAAABNc/TTCe8P9JZE8/s400/IMG_7612+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769599865130770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Our buddies from Little Gym, Ethan &amp;amp; Scotty, stopped by this week for a little play date.  This is the oh-so-adorable Ethan and his Mama, Amalie.  Love his smile!!!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsRtPGYjI/AAAAAAAABNU/R6t1UKUZhZ0/s1600/IMG_7811+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsRtPGYjI/AAAAAAAABNU/R6t1UKUZhZ0/s400/IMG_7811+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769595916935730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Ethan &amp;amp; Amalie}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhr4N5f0-I/AAAAAAAABNM/KZ2nom9N13g/s1600/IMG_7813+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhr4N5f0-I/AAAAAAAABNM/KZ2nom9N13g/s400/IMG_7813+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769158008099810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Scotty &amp;amp; Dean had a little Cheerio eating contest.  However, Scotty was unaware that this contest was taking place.  Until, Dean began violently choking on the 92 Cheerios he had hoarded and then shoved into his mouth.}  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhr3p5Y_VI/AAAAAAAABNE/6xOLwfeKHoY/s1600/IMG_7819+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhr3p5Y_VI/AAAAAAAABNE/6xOLwfeKHoY/s400/IMG_7819+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769148343975250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Scotty:  Dude, slow down.  My Mom has plenty more of these things.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhr2386W0I/AAAAAAAABM8/t26mAOLfQoM/s1600/IMG_7823+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhr2386W0I/AAAAAAAABM8/t26mAOLfQoM/s400/IMG_7823+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769134936972098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Dean:  Did I win?}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhr2lcgk3I/AAAAAAAABM0/muDgwreh0hk/s1600/IMG_7837+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhr2lcgk3I/AAAAAAAABM0/muDgwreh0hk/s400/IMG_7837+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769129969226610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Mr. Z - such a doll!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhr2ODupBI/AAAAAAAABMs/v120aDsxXEw/s1600/IMG_7855+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhr2ODupBI/AAAAAAAABMs/v120aDsxXEw/s400/IMG_7855+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505769123691275282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Impromptu snack time with Daddy in the hallway.  Maybe this is why he likes Daddy more - he lets him eat off of the floor?!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhrZP_1zHI/AAAAAAAABMk/xR1o12dbzjo/s1600/IMG_7891+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhrZP_1zHI/AAAAAAAABMk/xR1o12dbzjo/s400/IMG_7891+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505768625995631730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{We dropped by this afternoon to see Dean's Great-Grandpa, Poppa Brown}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhrY_M-uHI/AAAAAAAABMc/W6DYutq--lo/s1600/IMG_7942+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhrY_M-uHI/AAAAAAAABMc/W6DYutq--lo/s400/IMG_7942+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505768621487339634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Exploring}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhrYU5mwBI/AAAAAAAABMU/oIs1GOFDs7M/s1600/IMG_7954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhrYU5mwBI/AAAAAAAABMU/oIs1GOFDs7M/s400/IMG_7954.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505768610131787794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{We loved the glass top coffee table.  It's the simple things.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhrXzlUngI/AAAAAAAABMM/JG9XlQlv1CQ/s1600/IMG_7978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhrXzlUngI/AAAAAAAABMM/JG9XlQlv1CQ/s400/IMG_7978.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505768601188343298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{The dudes}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhrXuPnSII/AAAAAAAABME/xdmOySs5vXE/s1600/IMG_7986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhrXuPnSII/AAAAAAAABME/xdmOySs5vXE/s400/IMG_7986.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505768599755114626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-2239835866753560718?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2239835866753560718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/08/lately.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2239835866753560718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2239835866753560718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/08/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGhsZ286dlI/AAAAAAAABN8/DvV83z4gB-k/s72-c/IMG_7553+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5276017207998396294</id><published>2010-08-10T16:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T16:22:09.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was Dean's 11 month birthday. With all the prep for his big first birthday party there are these precious images that keep running through my head - a replay of the past 11 months. We have so much to celebrate this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCyeKrn5I/AAAAAAAABL8/cMosskZudSY/s1600/chicken+gag+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCyeKrn5I/AAAAAAAABL8/cMosskZudSY/s400/chicken+gag+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503894391970570130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCoQ0ycyI/AAAAAAAABL0/hjWsu-Y9-Ms/s1600/IMG_2475_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCoQ0ycyI/AAAAAAAABL0/hjWsu-Y9-Ms/s400/IMG_2475_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503894216590390050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCoIEEnHI/AAAAAAAABLs/-ri4iSXfQ_U/s1600/IMG_2022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCoIEEnHI/AAAAAAAABLs/-ri4iSXfQ_U/s400/IMG_2022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503894214238575730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCnxzj0qI/AAAAAAAABLk/S-nnHB1HlDE/s1600/IMG_1681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCnxzj0qI/AAAAAAAABLk/S-nnHB1HlDE/s400/IMG_1681.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503894208263738018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCnmFbXsI/AAAAAAAABLc/UscxZiXcR5A/s1600/IMG_1323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCnmFbXsI/AAAAAAAABLc/UscxZiXcR5A/s400/IMG_1323.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503894205117456066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCnFWJ62I/AAAAAAAABLU/O0_x8Fg-skg/s1600/dean_55-SMALL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCnFWJ62I/AAAAAAAABLU/O0_x8Fg-skg/s400/dean_55-SMALL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503894196329245538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCBgPLByI/AAAAAAAABLM/y22nkuR_oj8/s1600/IMG_4209_proccessed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCBgPLByI/AAAAAAAABLM/y22nkuR_oj8/s400/IMG_4209_proccessed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503893550712686370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCBPT94xI/AAAAAAAABLE/qxpGgKLxwI0/s1600/3676_butterscotch+vintage_momsday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCBPT94xI/AAAAAAAABLE/qxpGgKLxwI0/s400/3676_butterscotch+vintage_momsday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503893546169393938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TGHCAuc496I/AAAAAAAABK8/RDGncyyY21E/s1600/IMG_3030_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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I feel bad that I haven't posted anything about this big event until now.  But, that's just how it goes sometimes.  Here is a short video of the little man in action.  He actually started trying to walk around 9mos.  He would take one step here or there and then fall.  The last week of July is when he started taking lots of steps at a time.  It's pretty wild to be at the sink and turn around to a little midget standing right behind you.  Startles you.  We are so proud of him and absolutely love watching him test out his new freedom.  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I picked it up and began reading it earlier this week and cannot put it down.  Each night I crack open this book and end up completely ticked off about what Barack Hussein Obama has done to brainwash (not all) most of my generation.  Yep, there I am at 2 am FUMING which has made it very difficult to get any sleep.  You should be losing sleep too.  The video below is a short synopsis of the book.  I love Mattera's way of explaining the idea of redistributing wealth in the name of social justice - the redistribution of GPA points.  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We ventured to the dog show Saturday morning so Dean could see all the pups.  He enjoyed watching the dogs compete in the agility course and dog dancing show.  Yes, dog dancing is really an event.  Then we headed to the pool for a bit until the skies opened.  Sunday afternoon we got in some splash mat time in the backyard before it rained AGAIN.  Dean discovered how to put his face in the water and I actually caught it on tape.  He hasn't learned how to hold his breath while doing this new trick but, I'm sure that will come.  He had us in stitches!   (please excuse my annoying voice in this video - ugh, is that how I really sound!?!?)  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. - The swimsuit D is wearing in this video is goofy and slightly ridiculous looking however, it does save me about 15 minutes of wrestle-mania trying to get sunscreen on him.  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My friend, &lt;a href="http://thedotsonfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie Dotson&lt;/a&gt;, sent Dean his first monogrammed shirt.  On our road trip to Dallas a few weeks back I had told her that Dean had no monogrammed clothing so she went out and took care of it for me!  SO SWEET!  However, now I want everything to be monogrammed because it's just so darn adorable - plus I kind of love his initials.  Thanks for thinking of us, Katie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEmmJmSZU0I/AAAAAAAABJ0/B85cAjXJxn8/s1600/IMG_7466+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEmmJmSZU0I/AAAAAAAABJ0/B85cAjXJxn8/s400/IMG_7466+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497107504009139010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="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/1431266465340321570-6569409900951873474?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6569409900951873474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/thanks-katie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6569409900951873474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6569409900951873474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/thanks-katie.html' title='Thanks Katie!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEmmJmSZU0I/AAAAAAAABJ0/B85cAjXJxn8/s72-c/IMG_7466+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-9134730410014087304</id><published>2010-07-22T08:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T09:41:27.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michigan Trip - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;And here is part 2 of our trip.  Family &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Frankenmuth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhNPvWUVyI/AAAAAAAABJk/buWI7CSy2fk/s1600/IMG_7256_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhNPvWUVyI/AAAAAAAABJk/buWI7CSy2fk/s400/IMG_7256_copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728278009141026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Logan pushing Dean around in the stroller.  This activity went on for quite some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhNPd3bNOI/AAAAAAAABJc/pFYFJWcVrhU/s1600/IMG_7278_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhNPd3bNOI/AAAAAAAABJc/pFYFJWcVrhU/s400/IMG_7278_copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728273316164834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin Michael&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhNOz2w_nI/AAAAAAAABJU/1rqzmOUVcMk/s1600/IMG_7296+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhNOz2w_nI/AAAAAAAABJU/1rqzmOUVcMk/s400/IMG_7296+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728262039109234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin Angela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhM1rY5-RI/AAAAAAAABJM/gc-VUTnfYOc/s1600/IMG_7324_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhM1rY5-RI/AAAAAAAABJM/gc-VUTnfYOc/s400/IMG_7324_copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496727830269655314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Joe and the boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhM1DXpJbI/AAAAAAAABJE/MN3KYd3gaT8/s1600/IMG_7323_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhM1DXpJbI/AAAAAAAABJE/MN3KYd3gaT8/s400/IMG_7323_copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496727819526940082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joe, Laura &amp;amp; Jeanette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhM0monPFI/AAAAAAAABI8/8rX5EfPMOXA/s1600/IMG_7331_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhM0monPFI/AAAAAAAABI8/8rX5EfPMOXA/s400/IMG_7331_copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496727811813489746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Schmeling&lt;/span&gt; boys &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Feigleson&lt;/span&gt; boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhM0MxLGOI/AAAAAAAABI0/dRlmxl0onYs/s1600/IMG_7332+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhM0MxLGOI/AAAAAAAABI0/dRlmxl0onYs/s400/IMG_7332+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496727804870072546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin Laura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMzk_4XhI/AAAAAAAABIs/aM7eCaM06lc/s1600/IMG_7350+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMzk_4XhI/AAAAAAAABIs/aM7eCaM06lc/s400/IMG_7350+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496727794194341394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family photo by the barn.  No, I'm not pregnant...it's just the shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMMmffwPI/AAAAAAAABIk/rrr-9sTZtzg/s1600/IMG_7354_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMMmffwPI/AAAAAAAABIk/rrr-9sTZtzg/s400/IMG_7354_copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496727124580483314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bronner's&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Frakenmuth&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.bronners.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to see the website.  AMAZING and HUGE Christmas store!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMMM2u__I/AAAAAAAABIc/p-qx6RFZ4pY/s1600/IMG_7366+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMMM2u__I/AAAAAAAABIc/p-qx6RFZ4pY/s400/IMG_7366+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496727117698629618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bronner's&lt;/span&gt; parking lot.  Yep, baby Jesus was watching over our car while we shopped inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMLWjgW1I/AAAAAAAABIU/5fFxm7nWjgo/s1600/IMG_7386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMLWjgW1I/AAAAAAAABIU/5fFxm7nWjgo/s400/IMG_7386.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496727103122463570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Covered bridge in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Frankenmuth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMK2wdZeI/AAAAAAAABIM/OQFtdRgM8BY/s1600/IMG_7400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMK2wdZeI/AAAAAAAABIM/OQFtdRgM8BY/s400/IMG_7400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496727094586861026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Bavarian baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMKE57wpI/AAAAAAAABIE/5XP09CTLEzQ/s1600/IMG_7412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhMKE57wpI/AAAAAAAABIE/5XP09CTLEzQ/s400/IMG_7412.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496727081204826770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Frankenmuth&lt;/span&gt; flowers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had a nice time in Michigan visiting with everyone!  A big thanks to all the family members who drove to the farm to visit with us.  We felt very special and enjoyed seeing you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-9134730410014087304?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/9134730410014087304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/michigan-trip-part-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/9134730410014087304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/9134730410014087304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/michigan-trip-part-2.html' title='Michigan Trip - Part 2'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TEhNPvWUVyI/AAAAAAAABJk/buWI7CSy2fk/s72-c/IMG_7256_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6789176820575154999</id><published>2010-07-19T20:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T20:15:57.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michigan - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've got so many post worthy images there is no way I can fit them into just one. So, enjoy part one of our trip to Michael's Grandparent's farm in Munger, MI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2nOgjWeI/AAAAAAAABH0/wID97QcHzxU/s1600/IMG_7014+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2nOgjWeI/AAAAAAAABH0/wID97QcHzxU/s400/IMG_7014+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495788599068809698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the big red barn sitting right next to their home and the huge field full of soy beans.  Beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2mr-dIrI/AAAAAAAABHs/U7HJ8m3OMio/s1600/IMG_7011+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2mr-dIrI/AAAAAAAABHs/U7HJ8m3OMio/s400/IMG_7011+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495788589798990514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quite possibly my favorite Daddy &amp;amp; Dean picture to date.  So handsome.  Sitting outside on the farm enjoying the breeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2Wjm30xI/AAAAAAAABHk/bTWlOtrccNU/s1600/IMG_7078+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2Wjm30xI/AAAAAAAABHk/bTWlOtrccNU/s400/IMG_7078+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495788312674685714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great-Grandpa DuRussell and the boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2WDcQSxI/AAAAAAAABHc/52FIJxQ2hQs/s1600/IMG_7111+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2WDcQSxI/AAAAAAAABHc/52FIJxQ2hQs/s400/IMG_7111+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495788304040217362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Feigleson (aka J-Wow) &amp;amp; Great-Grandma DuRussell giggling at Dean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2Vq4oY7I/AAAAAAAABHU/vhyD5cFhL70/s1600/IMG_7157+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2Vq4oY7I/AAAAAAAABHU/vhyD5cFhL70/s400/IMG_7157+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495788297448350642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the big corn field across the street from their house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2VBCal4I/AAAAAAAABHM/fBypwoosUWU/s1600/IMG_7212+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2VBCal4I/AAAAAAAABHM/fBypwoosUWU/s400/IMG_7212+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495788286215100290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, maybe this is my favorite Daddy &amp;amp; Dean picture?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2UbFl93I/AAAAAAAABHE/rXT3lW-FCj8/s1600/IMG_7250+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2UbFl93I/AAAAAAAABHE/rXT3lW-FCj8/s400/IMG_7250+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495788276027881330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great-Grandma DuRussell &amp;amp; Dean strolling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-6789176820575154999?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6789176820575154999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/michigan-part-1.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6789176820575154999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6789176820575154999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/michigan-part-1.html' title='Michigan - Part 1'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TET2nOgjWeI/AAAAAAAABH0/wID97QcHzxU/s72-c/IMG_7014+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-7577980685834133657</id><published>2010-07-18T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T13:49:59.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We've been out of town the past few days and arrived home very early this morning.  I will try and post some pictures once I have slept for eight consecutive hours but until then, enjoy the view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TENMQBEv0EI/AAAAAAAABG8/ctdcGdU43nE/s1600/IMG_7014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TENMQBEv0EI/AAAAAAAABG8/ctdcGdU43nE/s400/IMG_7014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495319808372101186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-7577980685834133657?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7577980685834133657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/were-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7577980685834133657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7577980685834133657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back...'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TENMQBEv0EI/AAAAAAAABG8/ctdcGdU43nE/s72-c/IMG_7014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5477515460412848474</id><published>2010-07-12T15:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T16:05:59.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck E. Cheese</title><content type='html'>On Sunday afternoon Dad suggested we go to Chuck E. Cheese to entertain Dean and to burn some energy before his afternoon nap.  I'm still not sure what he thought of the little outing.  He seemed cautious but not entirely unhappy.  We'll just say he was neutral.  I guess I too would be a little weirded out to see a gigantic rat running around while people were eating pizza.&lt;div&gt;       &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a242952bdaa109ad" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da242952bdaa109ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6936BB5F262C4671546AF8ED3FA669E8905D0FCE.6647FAA960933C6A01046EA7EF63A4215F891698%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da242952bdaa109ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWhzRrXHh5Vp5Do0E9uhihCZmpr8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da242952bdaa109ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6936BB5F262C4671546AF8ED3FA669E8905D0FCE.6647FAA960933C6A01046EA7EF63A4215F891698%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da242952bdaa109ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWhzRrXHh5Vp5Do0E9uhihCZmpr8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-5477515460412848474?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5477515460412848474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/chuck-e-cheese.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5477515460412848474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5477515460412848474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/chuck-e-cheese.html' title='Chuck E. Cheese'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-9052586405929835513</id><published>2010-07-09T14:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T16:54:21.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy &amp; Dean's Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello again.  Dean and I got home yesterday from a long road trip that took us to Austin, Dallas, Waco and back home again.  We had so much fun visiting our long distance pals.  Here are some highlights...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;**I didn't really pick up my camera over the July 4th holiday, which explains why there are no 4th pictures below.  Just imagine some of our other Austin/lake pictures, add some red, white &amp;amp; blue, a few fireworks and you got it. **&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first stop was at the Zolfo's (Baylor friends) house on Tuesday.  We got to catch up with Walker &amp;amp; his momma which is always a treat.  Dean got his first taste of dog food while hanging at the Zolfo's - delish!  Baxter was super sweet to share his puppy treats with Dean!  When we looked up, Dean had 2 pieces of kibble rolling around in his mouth and had a perplexed look on his face.  Hysterical.  We also got to see the lovely Lindsey Brewer who was kind enough to drop by for a visit too!  I love getting to see the Lindseys and only wish that we all lived closer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIybYFjHI/AAAAAAAABG0/fX7SKI8q0tA/s1600/IMG_6831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIybYFjHI/AAAAAAAABG0/fX7SKI8q0tA/s400/IMG_6831.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492008670525230194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty sure Walker and Dean had no clue there was another baby in the room.  Maybe next time they meet they will play TOGETHER?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIxnyINiI/AAAAAAAABGs/-kQPQlXFwhE/s1600/IMG_6833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIxnyINiI/AAAAAAAABGs/-kQPQlXFwhE/s400/IMG_6833.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492008656675812898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Future Baylor roommates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIxfID9oI/AAAAAAAABGk/WwRJDmzmk2k/s1600/zolfo+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIxfID9oI/AAAAAAAABGk/WwRJDmzmk2k/s400/zolfo+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492008654351890050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iphone image - better in B/W Linds?! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Wednesday we headed over to see Stephen &amp;amp; Katie Dotson (more Baylor friends) and their baby boy, Knox.  He is ADORABLE.  We lunched and went to the Dallas aquarium which is one of the most memorable activities I have done with Dean to date.  Everything was so new &amp;amp; so amazing.  It was a treat to watch him see a zillion different animals.  And what is a trip to the aquarium without getting pooped on, right?  They have a huge open jungle-like area where exotic birds fly around and I was lucky enough to get a little gift on the back of my head.  Haven't I been pooped on enough this year?!  Luckily Katie was there with an abundance of baby wipes to save the day. Thanks for entertaining us Dotson's!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIxBXzKFI/AAAAAAAABGc/asKq_11huxg/s1600/sharks+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIxBXzKFI/AAAAAAAABGc/asKq_11huxg/s400/sharks+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492008646364833874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at these big blue eyes.  He's is watching sharks swim all around him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIwnJiumI/AAAAAAAABGU/-ZG0DZLApYU/s1600/penguins+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIwnJiumI/AAAAAAAABGU/-ZG0DZLApYU/s400/penguins+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492008639325715042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He especially loved the penguins.  Amazing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIcsmcjmI/AAAAAAAABGM/iUDnHFDEpqs/s1600/dotson+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIcsmcjmI/AAAAAAAABGM/iUDnHFDEpqs/s400/dotson+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492008297191738978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Katie, Knox, Dean &amp;amp; Mommy  -  The petting portion of the aquarium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wednesday night we met my dearest friend in the whole world (who happens to be 8 months pregnant with a little girl) for dinner.  Jess is one of my BEST Baylor friends.  It was such a tease.  Why can't we live closer?!  I am looking forward to holding Charlotte sometime soon - and so is Dean.  Jess, when are you starting your blog?!  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIcTfYwhI/AAAAAAAABGE/3D0dutN8pO4/s1600/IMG_6842+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIcTfYwhI/AAAAAAAABGE/3D0dutN8pO4/s400/IMG_6842+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492008290451243538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dean told me on the way home that he was going to marry Charlotte one day.  I have given my blessing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, on the way home, we stopped in Waco to see Holly, Margaret &amp;amp; Stella Fish.  Holly and I have been schoolmates from grade school all the way to Baylor!  Mrs. Fish was kind enough to whip up delicious quesadillas for the weary travelers.  We enjoyed playing with the big girls.  Thanks Fishes! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIbOW-LeI/AAAAAAAABF0/9Z2JB-IkNQ0/s1600/IMG_6852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIbOW-LeI/AAAAAAAABF0/9Z2JB-IkNQ0/s400/IMG_6852.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492008271893900770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Margo reading to a captive audience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo by:  H. Fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIa_t-gJI/AAAAAAAABFs/9c5JZ1q_d7k/s1600/IMG_6869+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIa_t-gJI/AAAAAAAABFs/9c5JZ1q_d7k/s400/IMG_6869+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492008267963859090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo by:  H. Fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIEjhqAhI/AAAAAAAABFk/Sy83_yusou4/s1600/IMG_6881+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIEjhqAhI/AAAAAAAABFk/Sy83_yusou4/s400/IMG_6881+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492007882438869522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mrs. Fish is an excellent cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIEACMeTI/AAAAAAAABFc/1717i9ZoLwE/s1600/IMG_6882+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIEACMeTI/AAAAAAAABFc/1717i9ZoLwE/s400/IMG_6882+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492007872911669554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Margo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeID5vq7HI/AAAAAAAABFU/x_ROg76N3B4/s1600/IMG_6887+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeID5vq7HI/AAAAAAAABFU/x_ROg76N3B4/s400/IMG_6887+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492007871223360626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIDfouf0I/AAAAAAAABFM/oVYrQgmjDV0/s1600/IMG_6888+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIDfouf0I/AAAAAAAABFM/oVYrQgmjDV0/s400/IMG_6888+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492007864214912834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, after a long trip, Daddy was very glad to see his little man!  Dean was also very happy to see Daddy again.  They were doing bath mohawks.  I absolutely LOVED our little Tour of Texas and I'm so glad we got to see everyone!  Thanks to you all for making time for us this week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIC4taoCI/AAAAAAAABFE/Y7IdATlQc_Y/s1600/IMG_6924+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIC4taoCI/AAAAAAAABFE/Y7IdATlQc_Y/s400/IMG_6924+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492007853765599266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whew...is anyone still there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-9052586405929835513?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/9052586405929835513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/mommy-deans-road-trip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/9052586405929835513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/9052586405929835513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/mommy-deans-road-trip.html' title='Mommy &amp; Dean&apos;s Road Trip'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TDeIybYFjHI/AAAAAAAABG0/fX7SKI8q0tA/s72-c/IMG_6831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6278795668498807622</id><published>2010-07-01T10:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T10:58:08.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just now getting around to posting a few photos from our Austin weekend and we're about to head that direction AGAIN for the 4th. Dean and I invited our good friend Holly Carr up for the weekend while the big boys had their own "guys weekend" on the other end of the lake. Unfortunately, I never got a photo with my camera of Holly but she got some great shots you can check out on her blog &lt;a href="http://hollymcarr.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-at-windy-point.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy4VCm1iAI/AAAAAAAABEk/mboemg_efNc/s1600/IMG_6650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy4VCm1iAI/AAAAAAAABEk/mboemg_efNc/s400/IMG_6650.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488964717474318338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chillin' on the boat dock.  Look at that grill - he's got 6 teeth now and LOVES to grind them all. day. long.  Which is absolute TORTURE for his mommy to listen to.  I would rather listen to 4 million babies cry all day long than his teeth grinding.  Yucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy4U06FbWI/AAAAAAAABEc/1AFKkOOn-yo/s1600/IMG_6707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy4U06FbWI/AAAAAAAABEc/1AFKkOOn-yo/s400/IMG_6707.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488964713796955490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy4UcYyAQI/AAAAAAAABEU/z0FCpu0xEwQ/s1600/IMG_6723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy4UcYyAQI/AAAAAAAABEU/z0FCpu0xEwQ/s400/IMG_6723.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488964707214819586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Headed up on the tram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy4TwriOmI/AAAAAAAABEM/ph01ELO5c_U/s1600/IMG_6724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy4TwriOmI/AAAAAAAABEM/ph01ELO5c_U/s400/IMG_6724.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488964695482317410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy5Fw2YJ2I/AAAAAAAABE8/4M-C0Ktl7WM/s1600/IMG_6798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy5Fw2YJ2I/AAAAAAAABE8/4M-C0Ktl7WM/s400/IMG_6798.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488965554521253730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dean loves splashing and being naked in the pool!  He also loves to pee in the pool - unfortunately that picture is not "blog appropriate."  :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy5Fp2mlPI/AAAAAAAABE0/PBkUDJRxe8M/s1600/IMG_6789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy5Fp2mlPI/AAAAAAAABE0/PBkUDJRxe8M/s400/IMG_6789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488965552643151090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sidenote:  I had a small mole - no actually I'm going to call it a beauty mark because mole sounds huge and hairy and gross - I had a beauty mark removed from between my toes a few weeks ago.  I COMPLETELY underestimated how painful and annoying this little process would be.  After nearly two weeks of limping around I just had the 3 stitches removed yesterday and I'm still not 100%.  But, a warning to you all - CHECK YOUR FEET!  Beauty marks on your feet should be removed ASAP.  Don't mess around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy5FFZexCI/AAAAAAAABEs/W5d5G9b-TQQ/s1600/IMG_6592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy5FFZexCI/AAAAAAAABEs/W5d5G9b-TQQ/s400/IMG_6592.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488965542857327650" /&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/1431266465340321570-6278795668498807622?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6278795668498807622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6278795668498807622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6278795668498807622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TCy4VCm1iAI/AAAAAAAABEk/mboemg_efNc/s72-c/IMG_6650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-2190211873146579500</id><published>2010-06-22T19:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:54:59.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Folks, the still images just aren't doing justice to hysterics going on around our house!  So, here is a fun new video.  Mr. D has decided the best way to let me know that he doesn't want to nap is banging on the wall next to his crib.  Delightful.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3398cb609f2050eb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3398cb609f2050eb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D846B0DDC739B81D99BC9A1D2199226FF5C4C2B3E.2E026F7935CEC9A3ED31CCC9710E7BA38773DDF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3398cb609f2050eb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7TqJu0jr1DemkBPKYif04ke7XnU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3398cb609f2050eb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D846B0DDC739B81D99BC9A1D2199226FF5C4C2B3E.2E026F7935CEC9A3ED31CCC9710E7BA38773DDF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3398cb609f2050eb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7TqJu0jr1DemkBPKYif04ke7XnU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is the sweetest video of all time - the perfect end to Michael's first Father's Day.  I love watching Michael be a Dad.  He is SO good at it.  He comes home everyday with a smile and tons of energy.  He's always ready to play and help me out.  We love him so much and count the minutes until he gets home everyday.  LOVE YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a10d7f03e89d9ea7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da10d7f03e89d9ea7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D785BEB4027EDA1721C184474EC1E02FB38BACA63.5D9EE3E8531B3F6FCD49B6EDCD5D2556D9A5C64A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da10d7f03e89d9ea7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYh_eKsBKGEUf5weVxx32kSLtc3o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da10d7f03e89d9ea7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D785BEB4027EDA1721C184474EC1E02FB38BACA63.5D9EE3E8531B3F6FCD49B6EDCD5D2556D9A5C64A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da10d7f03e89d9ea7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYh_eKsBKGEUf5weVxx32kSLtc3o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-2190211873146579500?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2190211873146579500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2190211873146579500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2190211873146579500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-video.html' title='MORE Video'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-1896156304540845136</id><published>2010-06-19T15:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T16:09:57.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Man</title><content type='html'>I haven't been so great at getting the camera out.  However, I did take some recent flip video.  I don't know what's going on but lately Dean has been an absolute WILD MAN.  In Little Gym this week we were borderline disruptive - screaming, clapping, talking, smiling, laughing, crawling toward the teacher while she was talking.  He also has a new "move."  I think it's an attempt at dancing - he rocks back &amp;amp; forth on his bottom while scrunching up his face and nose, all while smiling and breathing/panting.  He is cracking us up.  This video doesn't begin to capture the extent of his new wild attitude - he's a little lamb in this video compared to some of his recent moments. &lt;div&gt; &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da7d9014fdab16f8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda7d9014fdab16f8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15567C590115960BC369CB3A1DFCB583AF253A6F.6B5A28E05EC90F70A081082F2739E34330B9DAC5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda7d9014fdab16f8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVDnEeeLf7NMlw-A0qU9v3NYzl4o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda7d9014fdab16f8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15567C590115960BC369CB3A1DFCB583AF253A6F.6B5A28E05EC90F70A081082F2739E34330B9DAC5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda7d9014fdab16f8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVDnEeeLf7NMlw-A0qU9v3NYzl4o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-1896156304540845136?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1896156304540845136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/wild-man.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1896156304540845136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1896156304540845136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/wild-man.html' title='Wild Man'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-8740654725833767413</id><published>2010-06-15T18:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:36:20.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Blogger</title><content type='html'>I have been a bad blogger.  I blame my lack of posts on the fact that I am currently in the decorating/party planning/trying to keep D from splitting his head open on every solid object in sight mode.  Decorating is coming along very slowly because it must be done on my "free" time which I don't have a lot of.  Same with party planning.  And, I spend much of my days racing, darting, sprinting and running to catch our little guy before his head comes into contact with yet another inanimate object.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, we have had two pretty nasty spills as of late.  In his first daredevil stunt he pulled up on a bar stool which promptly came crashing down on top of him.  Tears. Blunt force trauma to the head and face. Crying. It was nasty.  Number two happened on Monday morning during an impromptu bath.  He tried to stand up in the bath, and just as I was trying to grab him his precious little face hit the side of the tub.  Blood.  Fat lip.  Tears.  Screaming.  Mother of the year, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, since Dean looks like he has been in a bar fight and I have developed twitch today is the first day we have ventured out in public.  I will try and get my camera out again soon so I have something to share with everyone!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-8740654725833767413?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8740654725833767413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-blogger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8740654725833767413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8740654725833767413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad Blogger'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6515090256173187556</id><published>2010-06-09T13:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T09:35:46.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9 month check up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Welp, today was our little man's 9 month check up. A rare doctor's visit because everyone left with a smile. No shots - YEA! Dean seems to be right on track with developmental milestones and is tipping the scales once again. The doctor said to me after reviewing his stats, "He will be a formidable competitor." We're are just pleased that he is a healthy, happy boy. However, this does explain why my arms look like I have been juicing...and I don't mean squeezing my own orange juice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height =&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;31 1/4" (100%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight= &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;25 lbs 120z (100%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head Circ =&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;18 1/2" (90%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now beginning to look toward Dean's BIG FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY! Yea! We've got our theme, date &amp;amp; place all picked out. I have also begun to work with &lt;a href="http://www.lettersbylauren.com/"&gt;Lauren at Letters by Lauren&lt;/a&gt;on our invitations - she's awesome. Here's a little sneak peak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TA_fKghikEI/AAAAAAAABD0/ZFw8PG10BJM/s1600/IMG_6333.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TA_fKghikEI/AAAAAAAABD0/ZFw8PG10BJM/s400/IMG_6333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480844643155480642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-6515090256173187556?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6515090256173187556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/9-month-check-up.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6515090256173187556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6515090256173187556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/9-month-check-up.html' title='9 month check up'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TA_fKghikEI/AAAAAAAABD0/ZFw8PG10BJM/s72-c/IMG_6333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-5631469581043004448</id><published>2010-06-07T14:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T14:35:36.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is Michael's 27th birthday! Thanks for being a fantastic daddy and amazing husband. We love you so much and couldn't live without you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TA1J7dMSfqI/AAAAAAAABDs/STu26Rkv0N8/s1600/dean_39-SMALL.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TA1J7dMSfqI/AAAAAAAABDs/STu26Rkv0N8/s400/dean_39-SMALL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480117607377043106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-5631469581043004448?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5631469581043004448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5631469581043004448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/5631469581043004448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TA1J7dMSfqI/AAAAAAAABDs/STu26Rkv0N8/s72-c/dean_39-SMALL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-7772719305627707718</id><published>2010-06-01T12:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T12:46:25.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It has been non-stop action around here lately. This past week we have been to the Children's Museum, The Little Gym, the big gym (that's mommy's gym), a little league baseball game, riding on the boat in Austin, dinners with friends &amp;amp; family, swimming, swimming and more swimming. AND to top it all off Dean's got a top tooth coming in and he's is now standing up unassisted. Here are a few pictures and a little video for you. We hope everyone had a wonderful Memorial Day weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBntcydnI/AAAAAAAABDk/3rMHSBiZwf8/s1600/IMG_5763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBntcydnI/AAAAAAAABDk/3rMHSBiZwf8/s400/IMG_5763.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856672237123186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dean &amp;amp; Hunter at The Children's Museum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBnHIX9XI/AAAAAAAABDc/_OEK62AySas/s1600/IMG_5754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBnHIX9XI/AAAAAAAABDc/_OEK62AySas/s400/IMG_5754.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856661950952818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Precious Hunter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBm5BXJ-I/AAAAAAAABDU/JHsBKVHk0AU/s1600/IMG_5702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBm5BXJ-I/AAAAAAAABDU/JHsBKVHk0AU/s400/IMG_5702.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856658163443682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Drummer Boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBZCEKB4I/AAAAAAAABDM/C3nt-1Vdgjo/s1600/IMG_5924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBZCEKB4I/AAAAAAAABDM/C3nt-1Vdgjo/s400/IMG_5924.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856420072916866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Little Gym&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBYpwIumI/AAAAAAAABDE/627ud-7RO4Y/s1600/IMG_6022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBYpwIumI/AAAAAAAABDE/627ud-7RO4Y/s400/IMG_6022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856413546494562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peach came for The Little Gym experience and got to see D shamelessly flirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBYNpGyPI/AAAAAAAABC8/8SMjFJifugM/s1600/IMG_6100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBYNpGyPI/AAAAAAAABC8/8SMjFJifugM/s400/IMG_6100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856406000814322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singing and clapping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBXn0DZBI/AAAAAAAABC0/90_TJtI9L_Q/s1600/IMG_6115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBXn0DZBI/AAAAAAAABC0/90_TJtI9L_Q/s400/IMG_6115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856395846181906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little QT with Uncle Carson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBJHCnVPI/AAAAAAAABCs/ISmYBwPURBo/s1600/IMG_6170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBJHCnVPI/AAAAAAAABCs/ISmYBwPURBo/s400/IMG_6170.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856146530718962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remotes are delicious everywhere we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBIxZb-fI/AAAAAAAABCk/P56QTU7u_Rw/s1600/IMG_6231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBIxZb-fI/AAAAAAAABCk/P56QTU7u_Rw/s400/IMG_6231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856140720863730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reading with Aunt Amy at the condo in Austin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBIcQqY2I/AAAAAAAABCc/PyzGPm_jC8o/s1600/IMG_6225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBIcQqY2I/AAAAAAAABCc/PyzGPm_jC8o/s400/IMG_6225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856135046914914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure what the caption should be for this one, Uncle Jack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBHZy_WKI/AAAAAAAABCU/cOMDkgJgfsI/s1600/IMG_6294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBHZy_WKI/AAAAAAAABCU/cOMDkgJgfsI/s400/IMG_6294.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856117205719202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; D swimming at the lake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBHKFx4XI/AAAAAAAABCM/Zwpz9sak1uw/s1600/IMG_6326.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBHKFx4XI/AAAAAAAABCM/Zwpz9sak1uw/s400/IMG_6326.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477856112989561202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-486f489c97d678c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0486f489c97d678c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83D3AD49E189A47524C9EAE0C1D00CAEF36373DA.1FF8281725BC6E33849C32E3A7CFE1302A774DA2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D486f489c97d678c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5qNl5u5OJbIfKeq-QUnei0jqgK4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0486f489c97d678c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83D3AD49E189A47524C9EAE0C1D00CAEF36373DA.1FF8281725BC6E33849C32E3A7CFE1302A774DA2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D486f489c97d678c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5qNl5u5OJbIfKeq-QUnei0jqgK4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-7772719305627707718?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7772719305627707718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7772719305627707718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7772719305627707718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer.html' title='Summer!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/TAVBntcydnI/AAAAAAAABDk/3rMHSBiZwf8/s72-c/IMG_5763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-3255952921008502721</id><published>2010-05-24T12:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T12:30:23.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Stevie</title><content type='html'>Please take a moment right now to PRAY FOR STEVIE!  Stevie is undergoing surgery TODAY for a brain tumor.  She needs your prayers.  Read her story....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://prayforstevie.blog.com/"&gt;http://prayforstevie.blog.com/&lt;/a&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/1431266465340321570-3255952921008502721?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3255952921008502721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/pray-for-stevie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3255952921008502721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3255952921008502721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/pray-for-stevie.html' title='Pray for Stevie'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-2093866721946580400</id><published>2010-05-23T22:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:21:44.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another weekend in the burbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are some highlights from our weekend!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nu-myHocI/AAAAAAAABB8/O7cuizsCjlU/s1600/IMG_5309_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nu-myHocI/AAAAAAAABB8/O7cuizsCjlU/s400/IMG_5309_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474669581375611330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dean is now standing unassisted for short periods of time.  Geez, wasn't he born yesterday!?  Where has the time gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nu-EY5qDI/AAAAAAAABB0/rm202TLlkgg/s1600/IMG_5322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nu-EY5qDI/AAAAAAAABB0/rm202TLlkgg/s400/IMG_5322.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474669572143032370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opening &amp;amp; closing doors is a new hobby.  Stay tuned for a pinched finger photo - that is the next logical event in my mind.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nu9WLdjWI/AAAAAAAABBs/lzXcmVSVEKU/s1600/IMG_5362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nu9WLdjWI/AAAAAAAABBs/lzXcmVSVEKU/s400/IMG_5362.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474669559738633570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh these eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nu9GnPIDI/AAAAAAAABBk/mPnnLe6wYrA/s1600/IMG_5418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nu9GnPIDI/AAAAAAAABBk/mPnnLe6wYrA/s400/IMG_5418.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474669555560161330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's all about the food.  Clearly, I was not moving quickly enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nuqInRHfI/AAAAAAAABBc/pBlwJNCA0zo/s1600/IMG_5422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nuqInRHfI/AAAAAAAABBc/pBlwJNCA0zo/s400/IMG_5422.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474669229679648242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long but still adorably chubby legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nup2eb-vI/AAAAAAAABBU/IsEEFqVxyqU/s1600/IMG_5514_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nup2eb-vI/AAAAAAAABBU/IsEEFqVxyqU/s400/IMG_5514_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474669224810773234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We broke out the new water mat in the backyard.  Thanks Peach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nupnjdD5I/AAAAAAAABBM/nnaf-HkUCDE/s1600/IMG_5552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nupnjdD5I/AAAAAAAABBM/nnaf-HkUCDE/s400/IMG_5552.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474669220805283730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The water mat deserves a clap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nupBjf7UI/AAAAAAAABBE/xgXgVqA3aNA/s1600/IMG_5597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nupBjf7UI/AAAAAAAABBE/xgXgVqA3aNA/s400/IMG_5597.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474669210604924226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The golfers got a little clap too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nuojdE6RI/AAAAAAAABA8/-rOPe31GUF4/s1600/IMG_5630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nuojdE6RI/AAAAAAAABA8/-rOPe31GUF4/s400/IMG_5630.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474669202524924178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, the crab pool gets a clap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-2093866721946580400?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2093866721946580400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-another-weekend-in-burbs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2093866721946580400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2093866721946580400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-another-weekend-in-burbs.html' title='Just another weekend in the burbs'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_nu-myHocI/AAAAAAAABB8/O7cuizsCjlU/s72-c/IMG_5309_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-7106036748955645289</id><published>2010-05-21T12:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T12:18:36.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;D &amp;amp; I have not been feeling 100% this week. Which is why I haven't been posting much recently. Now that we are both on the mend here is a photo from my first Mother's Day.  I haven't posted this one yet because it took me so long to airbrush myself.  No makeup = lots of work in photoshop.  I'll be posting some more later!  Hope everyone is having a great Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_a_RMd-cCI/AAAAAAAABA0/AIsfzfVE7No/s1600/IMG_5237.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S_a_RMd-cCI/AAAAAAAABA0/AIsfzfVE7No/s400/IMG_5237.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473772699241050146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-7106036748955645289?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7106036748955645289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/d-i-have-not-been-feeling-100-this-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7106036748955645289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7106036748955645289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/d-i-have-not-been-feeling-100-this-week.html' title='Friday!'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/diaper-changing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7759915179126321018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7759915179126321018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/diaper-changing.html' title='Diaper Changing'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-1410023994001618976</id><published>2010-05-14T21:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:18:43.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Standing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cd5b842363d627d3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd5b842363d627d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3420F84E83CC245725C944D9251A3CCEDD7FF944.83D019130A1319E9264E1B9EAAF97420C593C95E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd5b842363d627d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGl6Givjyq-Pis98T6jSIOsrTJMg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd5b842363d627d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3420F84E83CC245725C944D9251A3CCEDD7FF944.83D019130A1319E9264E1B9EAAF97420C593C95E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd5b842363d627d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGl6Givjyq-Pis98T6jSIOsrTJMg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, things have gone from zero to sixty in about 5 days.  We've gone from trying to crawl to crawling and straight into pulling up and standing up.  Freaky.  I tried to start baby proofing the house today but I still cannot find anything to cover the edges and corners of our enormous - but oh-soooo-beautiful - coffee table.  All of my art, fashion and photography books are slowly being relocated.  I'm trying to think of it as a design challenge.  Certainly someone out there has written a book about chic baby proof decor!?  ugh.  Well, my back is killing me and my eye is twitching from constantly flinching and sprinting to catch Dean before he busts his little noggin' on something.  The twitch is probably going to last until he is 35...maybe longer.  Goodnight.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-1410023994001618976?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1410023994001618976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/standing-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1410023994001618976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1410023994001618976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/standing-up.html' title='Standing Up'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-7702078759891078639</id><published>2010-05-12T10:15:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:18:43.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>My First Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I had a wonderful Mother's Day with my boys.  The most amazing gift I received was watching my little man crawl, clap and pull up all weekend long.  He has turned into a little mover almost overnight.  Which has called attention to the importance of baby proofing the house.  However, I think it might be cheaper and less time consuming to just wrap him in bubble wrap and let him go.  Enjoy the photos...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rIN6G-vHI/AAAAAAAABAs/xYA2Bo1BThs/s1600/IMG_5065+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rIN6G-vHI/AAAAAAAABAs/xYA2Bo1BThs/s400/IMG_5065+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470404838657277042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{ Pulling up! } &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rINVkfgtI/AAAAAAAABAk/MTATPTUlZLQ/s1600/IMG_5087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rINVkfgtI/AAAAAAAABAk/MTATPTUlZLQ/s400/IMG_5087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470404828848947922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{ When Dean gets excited he bangs on any surface available and says, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oooohh&lt;/span&gt;!"  It reminds me of a monkey.  I'll try and get it on video.   }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rINFccEyI/AAAAAAAABAc/5XHCVATaWcg/s1600/IMG_5122+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rINFccEyI/AAAAAAAABAc/5XHCVATaWcg/s400/IMG_5122+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470404824520200994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{ Mama's precious baby. }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHsw3OK2I/AAAAAAAABAE/7ghC0n3rfHY/s1600/IMG_5128_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHsw3OK2I/AAAAAAAABAE/7ghC0n3rfHY/s400/IMG_5128_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470404269239577442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{ When he crawls, he's all business.  Furrowed brow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;squinty&lt;/span&gt; eyes and full of determination.  Not to be confused with the face he makes while pooping. }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHssq5s7I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Q2FXqNa_Wpk/s1600/IMG_5154_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHssq5s7I/AAAAAAAAA_8/Q2FXqNa_Wpk/s400/IMG_5154_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470404268114162610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{ Spontaneous clapping.  Not sure yet what makes something/someone deserving of a clap? }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHsLM1KNI/AAAAAAAAA_0/VsMm2VlkzN8/s1600/IMG_5171_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHsLM1KNI/AAAAAAAAA_0/VsMm2VlkzN8/s400/IMG_5171_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470404259129665746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHrmVINZI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Q1WQEQWRY0Y/s1600/IMG_5183_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHrmVINZI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Q1WQEQWRY0Y/s400/IMG_5183_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470404249232356754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{ Hi Daddy! }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHRz0nu2I/AAAAAAAAA_k/EW_4GzCDgT4/s1600/IMG_5196_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHRz0nu2I/AAAAAAAAA_k/EW_4GzCDgT4/s400/IMG_5196_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470403806177508194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHRgenbyI/AAAAAAAAA_c/7Rm-MAcxA1w/s1600/IMG_5209+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHRgenbyI/AAAAAAAAA_c/7Rm-MAcxA1w/s400/IMG_5209+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470403800984940322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{ Mama's shoes look delicious. }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHRKkKR6I/AAAAAAAAA_U/Wpa2VDO9Btk/s1600/IMG_5222+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHRKkKR6I/AAAAAAAAA_U/Wpa2VDO9Btk/s400/IMG_5222+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470403795102615458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{ Everyone should get a taste of chocolate on Mother's Day. }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHQyQXVgI/AAAAAAAAA_M/M0WetmoX8Pg/s1600/icing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHQyQXVgI/AAAAAAAAA_M/M0WetmoX8Pg/s400/icing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470403788577134082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{ Grandpa Dave heard that Dean liked chocolate so he wanted to know if he liked pink icing too.  Surprise, surprise.  He loved it! }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHQl9O-zI/AAAAAAAAA_E/HnWpvNjlM7Q/s1600/chicken+gag+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rHQl9O-zI/AAAAAAAAA_E/HnWpvNjlM7Q/s400/chicken+gag+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470403785275669298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{ I have introduced Dean to chicken recently and this is what happens when it hits his tongue.  Full-on gag.  He repeats this with every single bite.  I have tried tons of different chicken mixtures and I get the same reaction each time. It's funny for about the first 3 bites. }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-7702078759891078639?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7702078759891078639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-first-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7702078759891078639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7702078759891078639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-first-mothers-day.html' title='My First Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-rIN6G-vHI/AAAAAAAABAs/xYA2Bo1BThs/s72-c/IMG_5065+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-2026541946901339445</id><published>2010-05-10T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:52:11.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's a little preview of our Mother's Day weekend. There was a lot of this going on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-i4EkbiZPI/AAAAAAAAA-U/yhAV4citysU/s1600/IMG_5144+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-i4EkbiZPI/AAAAAAAAA-U/yhAV4citysU/s400/IMG_5144+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469824136079631602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-2026541946901339445?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2026541946901339445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-preview.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2026541946901339445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2026541946901339445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-preview.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Preview'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-i4EkbiZPI/AAAAAAAAA-U/yhAV4citysU/s72-c/IMG_5144+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-7650025713469646515</id><published>2010-05-06T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T14:33:19.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I took 1 and 1/2 hours for myself and went to see &lt;a href="http://www.facadeuptown.com/"&gt;Corinne at Facade&lt;/a&gt;. Corinne did my makeup for my wedding and every other important event since then. She is so fun. She is the fabulous kind of southern girl who uses phrases like, "this color will totally bitch-out your eye." Corinne works in a cloud of powders and potions and has her own makeup language. She also has her own makeup line. She's named glosses, lipsticks, blushes and eyeshadows names like: toots! and pussytoes. She is a girly-girl to put it mildly and I love her. I got a "summer update" and I walked away with so many fun new colors and techniques (thanks to the generous Christmas gift card from mom &amp;amp; dad). It made me feel like a new woman. Now, I wish I had somewhere to go....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-MWbsqY4MI/AAAAAAAAA-E/i2t_I6CYKss/s1600/photo-1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-MWbsqY4MI/AAAAAAAAA-E/i2t_I6CYKss/s400/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468239037659144386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-7650025713469646515?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7650025713469646515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/facade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7650025713469646515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7650025713469646515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/facade.html' title='Facade'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-MWbsqY4MI/AAAAAAAAA-E/i2t_I6CYKss/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-2675864133553783509</id><published>2010-05-04T20:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:29:45.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To all my neighbors:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yes, it is a baby pool. Yes, it is shaped like a crab. And yes, it is in our front yard. (we wait for daddy to come home in the front yard) Look, mama needs a tan and the baby needs a change of scenery. Stop with all the dirty looks. I put it away at night. But, if I get one more sideways glance from y'all it will become permanent yard art. Seriously. Try me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-DJ0xuGpMI/AAAAAAAAA98/gBkcH3uu5z4/s1600/IMG_5054_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-DJ0xuGpMI/AAAAAAAAA98/gBkcH3uu5z4/s400/IMG_5054_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467591856164873410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-DJ0fbDQhI/AAAAAAAAA90/HTFaLJC_jhU/s1600/IMG_5051_2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-DJ0fbDQhI/AAAAAAAAA90/HTFaLJC_jhU/s400/IMG_5051_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467591851253121554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-2675864133553783509?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2675864133553783509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-pool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2675864133553783509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/2675864133553783509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-pool.html' title='Baby Pool'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S-DJ0xuGpMI/AAAAAAAAA98/gBkcH3uu5z4/s72-c/IMG_5054_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-1032626349045924375</id><published>2010-05-02T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:40:15.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had another fun weekend in Austin (yes, again) with family and friends. Michael managed to pry my camera away from me to take a couple of shots of (gasp) ME and my son. My mom also snapped a few with her iPhone. I am so grateful they both caught some of these mom/son moments. I will treasure these photos one day when Dean has to change MY diaper. Sick. Just kidding. Try to enjoy the photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941barPYPI/AAAAAAAAA9s/SC5kgUJpfhE/s1600/IMG_5033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941barPYPI/AAAAAAAAA9s/SC5kgUJpfhE/s400/IMG_5033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466865742807785714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue water and blue eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941apFPgNI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rNb0kwgmGkA/s1600/IMG_5020+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941apFPgNI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rNb0kwgmGkA/s400/IMG_5020+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466865729495072978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941aTVbfzI/AAAAAAAAA9c/-dL0TNUTNcM/s1600/IMG_5009+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941aTVbfzI/AAAAAAAAA9c/-dL0TNUTNcM/s400/IMG_5009+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466865723657387826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941ZjDDjFI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Avh0xQsVUM4/s1600/IMG_5006_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941ZjDDjFI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Avh0xQsVUM4/s400/IMG_5006_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466865710695418962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This could be one of the only pictures EVER TAKEN of my child not smiling and he just had to save that frown for a picture with his mom?!  Throw me a bone man...it's almost Mother's Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941Y5GVoYI/AAAAAAAAA9M/daIVQo4j7lo/s1600/IMG_4991+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941Y5GVoYI/AAAAAAAAA9M/daIVQo4j7lo/s400/IMG_4991+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466865699434897794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S94w8rcZLSI/AAAAAAAAA9E/wvKvpX3-vUY/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S94w8rcZLSI/AAAAAAAAA9E/wvKvpX3-vUY/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466860816686460194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My oldest and dearest childhood friend, Caroline Babb.  SO nice to see her &amp;amp; her parents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S94w8Rw62BI/AAAAAAAAA88/-g1SLefa4ME/s1600/raft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S94w8Rw62BI/AAAAAAAAA88/-g1SLefa4ME/s400/raft.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466860809793230866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S94w8M1XwvI/AAAAAAAAA80/VXYg0WIzQ-I/s1600/D+%26+mom.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S94w8M1XwvI/AAAAAAAAA80/VXYg0WIzQ-I/s400/D+%26+mom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466860808469725938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-1032626349045924375?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1032626349045924375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/me-d.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1032626349045924375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1032626349045924375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/05/me-d.html' title='Me &amp; D'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S941barPYPI/AAAAAAAAA9s/SC5kgUJpfhE/s72-c/IMG_5033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-6909168795093756498</id><published>2010-04-27T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T16:41:48.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Calling Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;The "pre-Dean me," who was thinner and never concerned with the bowel movements of another human being would have thought mommy calling cards were utterly ridiculous. Oh how motherhood changes you. I recently found myself fumbling around for a piece of paper and pen in my purse/diaper bag so I could give my phone number and email to another mom that I met. Ha. I am lucky to get out of the house with my wallet, a couple diapers and a pacifier why on earth did I think I would actually have a pen and paper!? This incident got me searching for some calling cards. Luckily, I jumped on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;Esty.com&lt;/a&gt; and found the talented &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/happygirlgreetings"&gt;Laura Beth at Happy Girl Greetings &lt;/a&gt;.  (side note: I've always wanted to have two names like Sarah Elizabeth or Mary Liz - those are the girls that ALWAYS won the Silver M's at Camp Mystic) Laura Beth helped me design my calling cards and I think they turned out fantastic. I can't wait to start handing them out! Laura Beth also does invitations, moving announcements, business cards, birth announcements, stationary and recipe cards. Check her out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9dPX96R1hI/AAAAAAAAA8k/QZ97wJRoLaI/s1600/IMG_4932_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9dPX96R1hI/AAAAAAAAA8k/QZ97wJRoLaI/s400/IMG_4932_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464923946011973138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went a bit overboard and decided that Dean needed his own "play date cards."  I ordered these on &lt;a href="http://www.felixdoolittle.com/web/product_pdc3.aspx"&gt;Felix Doolittle&lt;/a&gt;.  Very cute and you can customize what drawing you want on the card.  A fun gift idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9dPMiquivI/AAAAAAAAA8c/1A64C1sJnnU/s1600/IMG_4938+copy.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9dPMiquivI/AAAAAAAAA8c/1A64C1sJnnU/s400/IMG_4938+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464923749720427250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1431266465340321570-6909168795093756498?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/6909168795093756498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/04/mommy-calling-cards.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6909168795093756498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/6909168795093756498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/04/mommy-calling-cards.html' title='Mommy Calling Cards'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9dPX96R1hI/AAAAAAAAA8k/QZ97wJRoLaI/s72-c/IMG_4932_2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-3509975936027311212</id><published>2010-04-26T11:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:48:10.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boating at Windy Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend we spent Friday night and Saturday in Austin. We boated, I wake boarded (somewhat successfully), Dean skinny dipped in the pool and I did not. We then traveled to Hamilton Texas for the Weber/Rankin wedding at the beautiful Argenta Ridge Ranch. I am so mad I don't have photos of us all at the wedding! I had too much to carry and the camera just had to stay at the hotel. But, it was such a wonderful wedding with good friends, family, food, fireworks, music and stunning scenery. Needless to say we are still recovering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_fZxPG7I/AAAAAAAAA8M/9IPD4dkh_TQ/s1600/IMG_4893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_fZxPG7I/AAAAAAAAA8M/9IPD4dkh_TQ/s400/IMG_4893.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464484269098212274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having fun on the boat for the FIRST TIME!  He wore his shark swimsuit with matching rash guard and hat.  It'll be the last time he is able to wear that ensemble because when we finally got his noggin' through the neck hole he looked like he was wearing sausage casing.  Far too tight.  Then we had to put his life jacket on which didn't zip over his belly.  Poor kid.  He didn't seem to mind though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_fCjJAFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/LP_046rqpnk/s1600/IMG_4884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_fCjJAFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/LP_046rqpnk/s400/IMG_4884.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464484262865076306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The spread.  Now we just need a boat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_e5KUAaI/AAAAAAAAA78/TZutrAoPgtQ/s1600/IMG_4877_2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_e5KUAaI/AAAAAAAAA78/TZutrAoPgtQ/s400/IMG_4877_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464484260345020834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Dad dropped Michael's sunglasses in the water so he had to improvise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_RLN-K-I/AAAAAAAAA70/ginyEidAauo/s1600/IMG_4874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_RLN-K-I/AAAAAAAAA70/ginyEidAauo/s400/IMG_4874.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464484024674036706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; D driving the boat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_Q6WSe-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/2hU5s6le_3s/s1600/IMG_4852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_Q6WSe-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/2hU5s6le_3s/s400/IMG_4852.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464484020145519586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Oasis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_QUgKkcI/AAAAAAAAA7k/gJz5AWebcd0/s1600/IMG_4846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_QUgKkcI/AAAAAAAAA7k/gJz5AWebcd0/s400/IMG_4846.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464484009986396610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again with the spitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_Pw3-LsI/AAAAAAAAA7c/FDF5CAUHWMk/s1600/IMG_4834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_Pw3-LsI/AAAAAAAAA7c/FDF5CAUHWMk/s400/IMG_4834.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464484000422571714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laughing with Peach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_Pb3r3WI/AAAAAAAAA7U/gwnAC5Vd-d0/s1600/IMG_4797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_Pb3r3WI/AAAAAAAAA7U/gwnAC5Vd-d0/s400/IMG_4797.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464483994784226658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was one of many attempts to get the boat into the boat slip.  To the right of the boat dock there is a no wake area where people scuba dive and the wind was throwing the boat all over the place!  Michael has serious boat maneuvering skills!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8fa3517246cd34c7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fa3517246cd34c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DCAA4F6506C82F2BFCAE4A2D7061A5EDB9A26EC6.207BE5E525265CD96CB878B85279CD868877260C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fa3517246cd34c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du3LQ3ThqzsgMAm7-iMx_LVe0FCQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fa3517246cd34c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DCAA4F6506C82F2BFCAE4A2D7061A5EDB9A26EC6.207BE5E525265CD96CB878B85279CD868877260C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fa3517246cd34c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du3LQ3ThqzsgMAm7-iMx_LVe0FCQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-3509975936027311212?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/3509975936027311212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/04/boating-at-windy-point.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3509975936027311212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/3509975936027311212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/04/boating-at-windy-point.html' title='Boating at Windy Point'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S9W_fZxPG7I/AAAAAAAAA8M/9IPD4dkh_TQ/s72-c/IMG_4893.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-8818084038769430431</id><published>2010-04-21T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:31:55.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fieldtrips &amp; Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week we took a field trip to see Poppa Brown.  Poppa is my dad's dad.  We had so much fun visiting with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89dSyesDrI/AAAAAAAAA7I/-409dtgncTo/s1600/IMG_4757_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89dSyesDrI/AAAAAAAAA7I/-409dtgncTo/s400/IMG_4757_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462687450393218738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poppa, Dean &amp;amp; Big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89dSTZJ3cI/AAAAAAAAA7A/C-FhhycKigY/s1600/IMG_4754_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89dSTZJ3cI/AAAAAAAAA7A/C-FhhycKigY/s400/IMG_4754_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462687442048507330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spitting.  See I told you, he spits all the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89dR-7tcLI/AAAAAAAAA64/RMEpg5iP1q0/s1600/IMG_4741_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89dR-7tcLI/AAAAAAAAA64/RMEpg5iP1q0/s400/IMG_4741_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462687436556300466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet.  This one make me miss my Grandma Brown.  Wish she was still here to see her first Great-Grand baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89c12Nxq8I/AAAAAAAAA6o/j3UhYXRgluA/s1600/IMG_4717_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89c12Nxq8I/AAAAAAAAA6o/j3UhYXRgluA/s400/IMG_4717_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462686953179818946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love Poppa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89c1hXSQoI/AAAAAAAAA6g/aaBiXswmqUI/s1600/IMG_4702_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89c1hXSQoI/AAAAAAAAA6g/aaBiXswmqUI/s400/IMG_4702_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462686947582558850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also had a recent visitor at our house...Uncle Jack.  I would like to take this time to let all the single ladies know that yes, Jack is single.  I'm just not sure if he's ready to mingle.  In any case, if you're interested just email me and I can give you his cell number, direct work number, personal email and home address.  Joking.  We had fun when Uncle Jack took a stab at feeding Dean.  He's a natural, ladies...well kinda.   ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89c1duXVTI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/W1m_-hhbubI/s1600/IMG_4696_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89c1duXVTI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/W1m_-hhbubI/s400/IMG_4696_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462686946605618482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89c0A-c9kI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/P3Ix3-7KRt8/s1600/IMG_4688_2+copy.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89c0A-c9kI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/P3Ix3-7KRt8/s400/IMG_4688_2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462686921708598850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-8818084038769430431?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8818084038769430431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/04/fieldtrips-visitors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8818084038769430431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/8818084038769430431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/04/fieldtrips-visitors.html' title='Fieldtrips &amp; Visitors'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S89dSyesDrI/AAAAAAAAA7I/-409dtgncTo/s72-c/IMG_4757_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-1812073172358130158</id><published>2010-04-20T10:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:22:58.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-41cee819a78f9749" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41cee819a78f9749%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47D742EF4C4FAD292549947E219EE3DDD062D625.1F987B41F4324241235126A090ED8A791186ECDC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41cee819a78f9749%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBCNh8HR6K5jo3crERAsT-czs8iI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41cee819a78f9749%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47D742EF4C4FAD292549947E219EE3DDD062D625.1F987B41F4324241235126A090ED8A791186ECDC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41cee819a78f9749%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBCNh8HR6K5jo3crERAsT-czs8iI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is another short home video of Daddy &amp;amp; D reading a bedtime story.  Dean's book du jour is &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=7N5-PSDmQhMC&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;dq=brown+bear+brown+bear+what+do+you+see&amp;amp;source=bl&amp;amp;ots=l3u4-_xzPv&amp;amp;sig=nwh07WjLV27ogJveiZb9ZVkYM0g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=D8XNS4iJJpPS8ASc4OSiDw&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ved=0CAsQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&amp;amp;q&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See&lt;/a&gt;.  Other current favorites include &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Where-Babys-Belly-Button-Karen/dp/0689835604"&gt;Where is Baby's Belly Button?&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Goodnight-Moon-Margaret-Wise-Brown/dp/0694003611"&gt;Goodnight Moon&lt;/a&gt;.  And when I say favorites, I mean that they are short enough for us to get through before he squirms off our laps.  Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431266465340321570-1812073172358130158?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1812073172358130158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/04/story-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1812073172358130158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/1812073172358130158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/04/story-time.html' title='Story Time'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-7723808819027607518</id><published>2010-04-15T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:18:43.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>7 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6342b37b06e30556" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6342b37b06e30556%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D86323950B03FEF16188903CDE7D478EB8254B254.7F7D7F66A1FE68E80BC8AA3DE88C086C1507D2F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6342b37b06e30556%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8tFCfK_5SDV0EesEqiKP1PsceJg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6342b37b06e30556%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331527871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D86323950B03FEF16188903CDE7D478EB8254B254.7F7D7F66A1FE68E80BC8AA3DE88C086C1507D2F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6342b37b06e30556%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8tFCfK_5SDV0EesEqiKP1PsceJg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a quick video of where we are on our quest to crawl.  Dean just turned 7 months and is trying his hardest to get the hang of it.  Just LOOK at those chiseled arms and legs.  He's ready for bathing suit season!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few other new 7 month activities...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  face first diving expeditions in the bathtub.  this scares the pants off of mom &amp;amp; dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  spitting.  all. the. time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  trying to pull out his own hair.  this one bothers me more than a little bit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  pulling out the remaining portion of my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  squirming, jiving, wiggling, squiggling and fidgeting all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  grabbing, reaching for and picking up any object that isn't nailed down.  and subsequently placing said object into his precious little pie hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  chewing on his toes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  crying every time Clement, the nice greeter at HEB, gives us a balloon.  can't figure this one out.  but by the time we're at the apples he's chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  fake coughing.  demonstrated in the video above.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  laughing and smiling at everyone he meets - except for Clement.  poor Clement.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  letting mom &amp;amp; dad brush my two new teeth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  bringing immeasurable amounts of joy, happiness, smiles, laughs, hugs, kisses and fun to our family.  this is not new but definitely worth mentioning again.&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/1431266465340321570-7723808819027607518?l=themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/feeds/7723808819027607518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/04/7-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7723808819027607518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431266465340321570/posts/default/7723808819027607518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themomjeansmemoir.blogspot.com/2010/04/7-months.html' title='7 months'/><author><name>Sarah Feigleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10527434231245024154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/SvczWM0zphI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZQhD-hU8LG0/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431266465340321570.post-8310094760263258224</id><published>2010-04-08T13:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:49:34.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just now getting some time to upload Easter photos!  We had a lovely day.  We had lunch with my family and then dropped by to visit Aunt Amy one more time before she headed back to school!  Dean looked dapper in his Easter outfit and was happy to see everyone...including THE bunny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74ga1VJpXI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/n4pWTIBM9is/s1600/IMG_4614_2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74ga1VJpXI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/n4pWTIBM9is/s400/IMG_4614_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457835443784099186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74ga1VJpXI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/n4pWTIBM9is/s1600/IMG_4614_2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74ga1VJpXI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/n4pWTIBM9is/s1600/IMG_4614_2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Guncles" and Dean.  A handsome bunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74gaCdiugI/AAAAAAAAA5I/JctnoskrAVQ/s1600/IMG_4613_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74gaCdiugI/AAAAAAAAA5I/JctnoskrAVQ/s1600/IMG_4613_2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74gaCdiugI/AAAAAAAAA5I/JctnoskrAVQ/s400/IMG_4613_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457835430129089026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nanny &amp;amp; Poppy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74gZ_O--tI/AAAAAAAAA5A/_kgyoPvYzoI/s1600/IMG_4592_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74gZ_O--tI/AAAAAAAAA5A/_kgyoPvYzoI/s400/IMG_4592_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457835429262719698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reading with Peach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74gZF1aESI/AAAAAAAAA44/dyN8x-RDn70/s1600/IMG_4579_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74gZF1aESI/AAAAAAAAA44/dyN8x-RDn70/s400/IMG_4579_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457835413854621986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unchie Trav &amp;amp; Dean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74gYg5uMfI/AAAAAAAAA4w/y9kDjOUSdpA/s1600/IMG_4563_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74gYg5uMfI/AAAAAAAAA4w/y9kDjOUSdpA/s400/IMG_4563_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457835403940606450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Bunny &amp;amp; D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74f50ZjcDI/AAAAAAAAA4o/pS22iKBgDOY/s1600/IMG_4647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74f50ZjcDI/AAAAAAAAA4o/pS22iKBgDOY/s400/IMG_4647.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457834876598448178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pink bunny ears in my basket!?  Doesn't the Easter Bunny know I'm a BOY!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(FYI:  I've been forbidden to actually post the photos of D w/ the pink bunny ears on.  After all, he IS a boy.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74f5jQbaRI/AAAAAAAAA4g/QkaR5N9OHO0/s1600/IMG_4640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74f5jQbaRI/AAAAAAAAA4g/QkaR5N9OHO0/s400/IMG_4640.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457834871996770578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Joyce &amp;amp; D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74f5HhNu_I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/vUsue4v8VP8/s1600/IMG_4635_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74f5HhNu_I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/vUsue4v8VP8/s400/IMG_4635_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457834864550984690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Dave, Aunt Amy, Dean &amp;amp; Grandma Joyce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74f40J5oRI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/N9V5ul0lWMI/s1600/IMG_4631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74f40J5oRI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/N9V5ul0lWMI/s400/IMG_4631.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457834859352924434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Auntie A &amp;amp; D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVTvGxtPY-k/S74f4iFCNEI/AAAAAAAAA4I/dGT1VdPP6Ng/s1600/IMG_4627_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 
