tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24605745903126411462024-03-19T08:06:36.455-04:00Tot.ler LoveFeliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-59675647249475267442011-01-18T11:55:00.003-05:002011-01-18T12:00:01.953-05:00etsy-ingI've been painting a lot lately and looking around on Etsy for some inspiration. I found a painting on there that looks identical to Leopold the other night and I bought it. I can't wait to see it.<br />1. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/transaction/41825276">http://www.etsy.com/transaction/41825276</a><br /><br />i think this is super cute!<br />2. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/56758888/love-who-you-are-ttv-new?ref=fp_treasury_5">http://www.etsy.com/listing/56758888/love-who-you-are-ttv-new?ref=fp_treasury_5</a><br /><br />beautiful<br />3. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/66036596/arabian-watercolor-print?ref=fp_ph_6&src=prvshp">http://www.etsy.com/listing/66036596/arabian-watercolor-print?ref=fp_ph_6&src=prvshp</a><br /><br />i find these really interesting<br />4. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/47948902/11x14-med-abstract-contemporary-modern?ref=sr_list_39&ga_search_query=paintings&ga_search_type=handmade&ga_page=&order=&includes[0]=tags&includes[1]=title&filter[0]=handmade">http://www.etsy.com/listing/47948902/11x14-med-abstract-contemporary-modern?ref=sr_list_39&ga_search_query=paintings&ga_search_type=handmade&ga_page=&order=&inclu<br />des[0]=tags&includes[1]=title&filter[0]=handmade</a><br /><br />So pretty but definitely out of my price range<br />5. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/65559985/original-valentines-love-birds-painting?ref=sr_list_14&ga_search_query=paintings&ga_search_type=handmade&ga_page=4&order=&includes[0]=tags&includes[1]=title&filter[0]=handmade">http://www.etsy.com/listing/65559985/original-valentines-love-birds-painting?ref=sr_list_14&ga_search_query=paintings&ga_search_type=handmade&ga_page=4&order=&includes[0]=tags&includes[1]=title&filter[0]=handmade</a>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-64200034917241763722010-11-21T19:39:00.004-05:002010-11-21T19:54:58.668-05:00A month and a half catch up!Holy doodle! ( this is what my Nana says and it gets me laughing every time. )<br /><br />It's been over a month!<br />So let's jam this is quickly shall we?<br /><div>I got a job at our midwife center!! How exciting! Tomorrow is my first day there alone. I open, close, answer all questions! I'm excited and a little terrified!<br /><br />We're going to be moving. My mom is moving to Guelph and right now my Nana lives with her. So my Nana is left with no place to go. Which I think tells a lot about my mother, that's a whole different story. My Nana wanted to move in with us and we don't have the space ( we don't have enough for<i> us</i> ) so what shall we do? <b>Move</b>. No doubt about it. My Nana is the greatest woman you'd ever meet and I'd do all I can for her.<br /><br />We have a puppy! An Olde English Bulldogge. He's quite the rascal. We love him to bits and probably more if he'd stop all the biting! He was actually born the day of our wedding! Quite the coincidence. His name is Leopold Montgomery.<br /><br />Halloween was great. Mike, the boys, Leopold and I all dressed up and went trick or treating with Geoff ( Collin's dad ). Just like every year. Vaughn was pretty into it this year.<br /><br />The kids are still as nuts as ever and seem to be more defiant by the day but we'll survive.<br /><br />Now I am off to bathe Vaughn and then help Collin with his homework!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwPJn_43r1UoqI1tMsP2Ehn4a7xqWb0mtrnJjOPtUq7kj_fMXU-iD9nhHN_vIJ2qiKEKUisKQx2dZfeD3v_wOYVb0Mp-2GbaY-CEI9JiX-2v9VnWglTAfDzCi4KQjQLsLAkZ2XG4BI1dzU/s1600/5147199943_633d06e469_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwPJn_43r1UoqI1tMsP2Ehn4a7xqWb0mtrnJjOPtUq7kj_fMXU-iD9nhHN_vIJ2qiKEKUisKQx2dZfeD3v_wOYVb0Mp-2GbaY-CEI9JiX-2v9VnWglTAfDzCi4KQjQLsLAkZ2XG4BI1dzU/s320/5147199943_633d06e469_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542170758474194018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Family Halloween!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfCUgBhpyXOlT1sTO-Sk_w-Zf19BUuOelfnJeZDOBjpjGK2TukFvqjhptb1HcAhlS4Izm98nm4YQMnOuP9qBAD77LxfncCw8JRLhmQ-2qay9PNcJom9hHjoPTOlybcLuwQLcpypEua6-F1/s1600/halloween.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfCUgBhpyXOlT1sTO-Sk_w-Zf19BUuOelfnJeZDOBjpjGK2TukFvqjhptb1HcAhlS4Izm98nm4YQMnOuP9qBAD77LxfncCw8JRLhmQ-2qay9PNcJom9hHjoPTOlybcLuwQLcpypEua6-F1/s320/halloween.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542170750548922354" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">He walked a little too much.<br />He passed out before I could<br />get the costume off.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Na1cC-V9eLyilwgWCcU0wn8xkXzPjRRLrZTKMu66b5h9MvReYYvJXUoCHq-vCiCxgaAJypNGZFt6xUzvsSuJlygGY0U_RMs9j6cOO1sRkG1j1IXONw8tm-htuaQOyKPMIHl8ehkT8kpT/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Na1cC-V9eLyilwgWCcU0wn8xkXzPjRRLrZTKMu66b5h9MvReYYvJXUoCHq-vCiCxgaAJypNGZFt6xUzvsSuJlygGY0U_RMs9j6cOO1sRkG1j1IXONw8tm-htuaQOyKPMIHl8ehkT8kpT/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542170748561096226" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The giraffe and the shark!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_9hsfWvXOYVoOnbgBH20UHO8N4jJyrhgqFc2iXwBibDs1QbF6IEIRpjsrLbthUX8vqM4Mr5lPMgXYrQWK1SEF0_D5Y2XaB2v2CchVnI8jCNOXBWOMyc-AoQ91vJfzsyjbOmbEy07r0iwg/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_9hsfWvXOYVoOnbgBH20UHO8N4jJyrhgqFc2iXwBibDs1QbF6IEIRpjsrLbthUX8vqM4Mr5lPMgXYrQWK1SEF0_D5Y2XaB2v2CchVnI8jCNOXBWOMyc-AoQ91vJfzsyjbOmbEy07r0iwg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542169497735803618" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Day we brought him home.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzadO693HkBuEO656g9ap8iNITPLLN2doIwvezBjya_yISLao_9rQ5hefEoUtv0l5LOWJTCPV0ZiKQQcD304rMT_i7Utbtzh1wsaXRxzHRhjPaZUX750IezrvH7f7shzboDSl-gRWOM5WN/s1600/5060322721_7e134c57fd_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzadO693HkBuEO656g9ap8iNITPLLN2doIwvezBjya_yISLao_9rQ5hefEoUtv0l5LOWJTCPV0ZiKQQcD304rMT_i7Utbtzh1wsaXRxzHRhjPaZUX750IezrvH7f7shzboDSl-gRWOM5WN/s320/5060322721_7e134c57fd_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542169493173949906" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">3 days after we got him</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQalL5n4qUfyBALj_K4ywP2DlVU3FXqAVQsr3ZeSSvN2t7up-2KqQmL-lnUBpw0qiKhpAL3hPtcW5G1s4Ub1I08zHgb7OE0gqh7kJJiXDIUTE_h3tLeNOjfrVtuOZC9lcYfAbu0qVapWZ2/s1600/5130036588_f67cec99a7_b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQalL5n4qUfyBALj_K4ywP2DlVU3FXqAVQsr3ZeSSvN2t7up-2KqQmL-lnUBpw0qiKhpAL3hPtcW5G1s4Ub1I08zHgb7OE0gqh7kJJiXDIUTE_h3tLeNOjfrVtuOZC9lcYfAbu0qVapWZ2/s320/5130036588_f67cec99a7_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542169484823289170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Nov 2nd</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMzvjRtasJMt82sSD6iHM4DUfpnhEdarY2Av1FdNbhkHHbVgjn9VqCKFFRpPooWWZAJvNX4NoS7YpiXBedwxFavrkzYdpSXao2LIFqGOMeluCNsZUVuqfwSztVOJtHzMU-5WbX5MfvZXfL/s1600/8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMzvjRtasJMt82sSD6iHM4DUfpnhEdarY2Av1FdNbhkHHbVgjn9VqCKFFRpPooWWZAJvNX4NoS7YpiXBedwxFavrkzYdpSXao2LIFqGOMeluCNsZUVuqfwSztVOJtHzMU-5WbX5MfvZXfL/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542169482526835442" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Nov 18</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnooEZJMTwvsLE-mvbtPCte2KDn7beUId3sxyzMJQDRBXfPo9EEntQeFeV2U3QvJUHcFqt8SgVqwLHPSkBJIQvlkaRvYltvDZxAgKXOxrqm5JXFdA1pbYppDN2hjownremYlbHDzii8_SY/s1600/9.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnooEZJMTwvsLE-mvbtPCte2KDn7beUId3sxyzMJQDRBXfPo9EEntQeFeV2U3QvJUHcFqt8SgVqwLHPSkBJIQvlkaRvYltvDZxAgKXOxrqm5JXFdA1pbYppDN2hjownremYlbHDzii8_SY/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542169474717950098" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-48323645879110195192010-10-12T10:42:00.004-04:002010-10-12T10:58:35.520-04:00THREE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid0F-lG1UvgsAiTPV3AfQczaa6tqLO48zjd0i8Svv7CFlymiZJpknLOpUNYdJztG96ZbJVJ3DB19NNV5Y1EIJh3U5CbmD_GaltiYsdDYaN0b19Itm2FEkHQX_dro_9vqsgB0xYMsuVNWz_/s1600/aug152010+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid0F-lG1UvgsAiTPV3AfQczaa6tqLO48zjd0i8Svv7CFlymiZJpknLOpUNYdJztG96ZbJVJ3DB19NNV5Y1EIJh3U5CbmD_GaltiYsdDYaN0b19Itm2FEkHQX_dro_9vqsgB0xYMsuVNWz_/s320/aug152010+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527173476054945058" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">a few months back</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDCwlgkxyVCnwAU4JplYQ6tWDrF59shHIUC0AN0NkTtG8zYVAAXSMrOPCgqrQQXpzipVuyL3qqjwTYjTmRIuuSISgiLAdn9cJR1nyc9WdYNw_JcG4WjB6rgEyWSOAraVS1NUTSOBbFaMUy/s1600/aug152010+053.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDCwlgkxyVCnwAU4JplYQ6tWDrF59shHIUC0AN0NkTtG8zYVAAXSMrOPCgqrQQXpzipVuyL3qqjwTYjTmRIuuSISgiLAdn9cJR1nyc9WdYNw_JcG4WjB6rgEyWSOAraVS1NUTSOBbFaMUy/s320/aug152010+053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527173474664955170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvGd410OoHDqvX1icNOlt9nyBPoRVHja89r5AG_qXQEAlQTuF1YJrseXQCyvULgQyVeTtxSaIexHwebqcjV6Y3Q61fSs4T4gmhZIDiBJaHP9HeeIxqieKsyfaxKW-xhr4b09yT5eqgYYEE/s1600/DSC_5591.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvGd410OoHDqvX1icNOlt9nyBPoRVHja89r5AG_qXQEAlQTuF1YJrseXQCyvULgQyVeTtxSaIexHwebqcjV6Y3Q61fSs4T4gmhZIDiBJaHP9HeeIxqieKsyfaxKW-xhr4b09yT5eqgYYEE/s320/DSC_5591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527173464168501314" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">bath time fun</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtPgadNbIDYhj-hfZTxaS-z6F4JZGYIIYd1jOtZqqCY80wlNGUh_KuUhZf1GuNEnanvOILh5PTfjbzClkSGjar_OfOykuDUM9U1v0yn86lLJ4y2CTihbnID57s6Tsskh9xlCOMpNZbcj_m/s1600/5060936034_0394e90f59_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtPgadNbIDYhj-hfZTxaS-z6F4JZGYIIYd1jOtZqqCY80wlNGUh_KuUhZf1GuNEnanvOILh5PTfjbzClkSGjar_OfOykuDUM9U1v0yn86lLJ4y2CTihbnID57s6Tsskh9xlCOMpNZbcj_m/s320/5060936034_0394e90f59_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527173462631326306" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">last week</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4-L5VtiiVFY_Ie-yTcIUJvA9DrYgFWGHhVrqkvMTFdQAARSxDul6dQfUAEChSplhAI0C2KJMvXMObBMb0saKwXyPI1LFnDmCjd5qOYAvUW0abidkJArfXYL0gRXBWKl-ezoWM_olEGyRb/s1600/June+16+020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4-L5VtiiVFY_Ie-yTcIUJvA9DrYgFWGHhVrqkvMTFdQAARSxDul6dQfUAEChSplhAI0C2KJMvXMObBMb0saKwXyPI1LFnDmCjd5qOYAvUW0abidkJArfXYL0gRXBWKl-ezoWM_olEGyRb/s320/June+16+020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527171919327638338" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">his first summer</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7266jUcTkWT4UZL2ggHvDN3UGTdGZHi7vJmrAR58G9f6Dub4JnOiTLUwQlvq_MpwQx022zg9puj6hvVeoPLtQZZPJ-bkZrhy2kOT_hLQ1WriHrea7MSANTVI19OxUTihpmx_tH1HLhdeS/s1600/nov2223+016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7266jUcTkWT4UZL2ggHvDN3UGTdGZHi7vJmrAR58G9f6Dub4JnOiTLUwQlvq_MpwQx022zg9puj6hvVeoPLtQZZPJ-bkZrhy2kOT_hLQ1WriHrea7MSANTVI19OxUTihpmx_tH1HLhdeS/s320/nov2223+016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527171904227599058" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">just a few weeks old. Still had big blue eyes.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzElLplfrI6w_XtgBinc7W5B2FqkGb9dzibxu7zK62YMAWHDdmv5MGxOcmhrYEA6g6ah0kShoFdNnW_LZXnj1TOzmBDWwgkMwNIbuOAMvkP-pLFDSikMljKmnLZE6WTg5QrtX14OWCqMRC/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzElLplfrI6w_XtgBinc7W5B2FqkGb9dzibxu7zK62YMAWHDdmv5MGxOcmhrYEA6g6ah0kShoFdNnW_LZXnj1TOzmBDWwgkMwNIbuOAMvkP-pLFDSikMljKmnLZE6WTg5QrtX14OWCqMRC/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527171884921138210" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Vaughn's birth</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB1ITcEfW8RNzV07WMIHVKp3QjMAfvK9QNr_GC5i954ILYrBOlfSCny4OtESM-qusrssph9BXyXPQ6Yfggn8_78fAXXkOlilC8bEvHkLWD9Y9nxrPX_eAJbV-WkM1w47NnNTskuJWSj2LP/s1600/Mr+Muggles+074.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB1ITcEfW8RNzV07WMIHVKp3QjMAfvK9QNr_GC5i954ILYrBOlfSCny4OtESM-qusrssph9BXyXPQ6Yfggn8_78fAXXkOlilC8bEvHkLWD9Y9nxrPX_eAJbV-WkM1w47NnNTskuJWSj2LP/s320/Mr+Muggles+074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527171863142906770" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Collin meeting his new "enemy" lol</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7N_Nf9crtECx26Xy2bp76OuClPGc5csXYIwuTdzTks534L0DR9rE1UgxdXKhFwQdoWel2Eyc4hWBGpyv9UqfBC2hUPDAn6ZTxIE0bLf9PE5GpFRGHGgUg00hZhwB8rao-umol0kE0TEJj/s1600/belly.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7N_Nf9crtECx26Xy2bp76OuClPGc5csXYIwuTdzTks534L0DR9rE1UgxdXKhFwQdoWel2Eyc4hWBGpyv9UqfBC2hUPDAn6ZTxIE0bLf9PE5GpFRGHGgUg00hZhwB8rao-umol0kE0TEJj/s320/belly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527171851482193858" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Still a belly boy<br /><br /><br /></div>Today my littlest man turns 3!<br />And for once..I can't wait ahah. The 2's have indeed been " terrible " hopefully 3 will bring more happiness!<br />3 years ago I phoned his dad and said " I think you better get here...I <i>think</i> I'm going into labour"<br />and about 45-50 mins later we were holding little Giovanni ( nameless then).<br />We couldn't decide between Jack and Giovanni so we waited until we saw him. He was big, dark and had A LOT of hair. Giovanni it was. He came into this world with such force and wasn't slowing down for anyone and he's been the same way ever since.<br /><br />Happy birthday to my very spirited, beautiful, crazy little man! We love you.Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-86281474986625610962010-10-01T18:38:00.002-04:002010-10-01T18:42:51.521-04:00Gorgeous<div style="text-align: center;">The sunset was something to die for the other night.<br />I sat out back snapping away<br />watching it change<br />for 30 mins.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1p9qdcJIsOiIfZ6-22HEglGZLBe6VUGiEl8oaxy2gIBzMhui8TfPnSDdOkDmK8N_lLsZrjTjehjhPgZfVVpza2BYzMPqsvdvXYZpSu-eqNe8pSmFQv0RtnNmuIIA_P4lL-wYx6dFp8RX/s1600/sunset.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1p9qdcJIsOiIfZ6-22HEglGZLBe6VUGiEl8oaxy2gIBzMhui8TfPnSDdOkDmK8N_lLsZrjTjehjhPgZfVVpza2BYzMPqsvdvXYZpSu-eqNe8pSmFQv0RtnNmuIIA_P4lL-wYx6dFp8RX/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523211559769797010" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqrlbleSDSFUY8ghCaucZzqOF6-Hc_UUf43LwHwaad0GDdC3KkdoIXwFTPeKKnLzDm7M8CJrK0twtVn5ymDDjGqd0LGpuP6d5clAFMoyTcRHjmO5k5Q426WfK77IopfUpk63qmfzW_5eyU/s1600/5038124508_eca6cc89fd_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqrlbleSDSFUY8ghCaucZzqOF6-Hc_UUf43LwHwaad0GDdC3KkdoIXwFTPeKKnLzDm7M8CJrK0twtVn5ymDDjGqd0LGpuP6d5clAFMoyTcRHjmO5k5Q426WfK77IopfUpk63qmfzW_5eyU/s320/5038124508_eca6cc89fd_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523211554477478466" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOYXI7GMCZ6xWzK2wVxmkSxmVWfoKRu7w4ZXHCLQo65ojAdf-juIH6w-Ui5dEUKNOfkEPfN06-C8iqLgtz-uvGrmga9xRu5HP-mfsix4NWSp0s177a3S4kso-Da58B8NP6uZlJL7wTmi5Q/s1600/DSC_6741.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOYXI7GMCZ6xWzK2wVxmkSxmVWfoKRu7w4ZXHCLQo65ojAdf-juIH6w-Ui5dEUKNOfkEPfN06-C8iqLgtz-uvGrmga9xRu5HP-mfsix4NWSp0s177a3S4kso-Da58B8NP6uZlJL7wTmi5Q/s320/DSC_6741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523211552112658690" /></a>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-37008077245774760902010-10-01T18:28:00.002-04:002010-10-01T18:34:14.965-04:00meltdown!Today I actually had to carry Vaughn out of a store while he screamed and kicked me...that was fun.<br /> I went looking for a new dress for a wedding I am going to tomorrow. I was hoping to find something nice but not pricey and have it for occasions like this. They were not allowing that to happen. They were " being kids" I know...but they were being so defiant. It's hard some times. They were RUNNING through the store and no matter how many times I told them politely to play beside me...So when they screaming began...it was time to leave. Even with my friend in tow no one was listening. I was definitely grateful to have her help but...needless to say...I'll be wearing something old tomorrow. And I just now realized I forgot to get nylons...poo!<br /><br /> I got the oats I've been needed to make some apple crisps. Collin's grandma went apple picking and brought us a bag. She is literally one of the greatest people I have in my life. I love Geoff's family. They all treat me so so well I don't feel like the " ex-gf " of their son. They treat me like I am very much still a part of their family. They treat Vaughn like a grandson and he calls them " grandma and grandpa " . They're even really nice to Mike.<br />So possibly tonight depending on whether I fall asleep early or not...I will be making apple crisp if not ...maybe sunday sounds like a good time.Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-14098613639044588262010-09-12T21:06:00.004-04:002010-09-12T21:16:09.414-04:00Collin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbTc2nSm01C-1T3ydZcTI1qel4ERVeMZzLbP9nl1k3PHB3esNy7o_GK7Wh1q2c6722OWxGqjeJB1oqvYs82iJIJ5Rn8izGvmt-5Qgb6e9KftkM6fzan6e6QlvfATJG5pNdvbRE69szHEq7/s1600/4984503302_20cf9120f6_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbTc2nSm01C-1T3ydZcTI1qel4ERVeMZzLbP9nl1k3PHB3esNy7o_GK7Wh1q2c6722OWxGqjeJB1oqvYs82iJIJ5Rn8izGvmt-5Qgb6e9KftkM6fzan6e6QlvfATJG5pNdvbRE69szHEq7/s320/4984503302_20cf9120f6_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516200491141470002" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Collin and I splashed in puddles, went the the Speakeasy where they make the most wonderful breakfast all day, then we fed the ducks and took a little walk.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wasn't ready to come home but I needed to be back before Vaughn's nap was done so he didn't have to wake his daddy who works midnights on Sunday.<br />I love my Collin days.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBQCA2QrKxy2xhlrbkE47lKlBZJJbrGV_ImobhVORc7c2_IMW-ft1Zn5Tzk2VfvS99U6CfBFrAhQXcJcG3U6e17ptQnLnEeOhu5BVn6LkkTJeJLkEhs0NbZmoOBagzqtIcv8VPyt5NdzZ7/s1600/4983979203_187992cc14_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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"><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Today I had to keep Collin home from his second day of school.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Everyone here has a cold and the tot.lers have fevers.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >So the boys spent the day snuggling on the floor infront of the t.v</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >or in my bed while I read.</span></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipYGD2CtsDDSgCFoaJlzKSQlJgSIPU-GCx_M_dYSuJaY9rWEsEHiWlyyNhY3o2mHCTCPV2VMnaow6d20syV2QWHEQKADUuce0XonQ_XNAb82Ogcls1PsV5b9G__EzaBF9jYJghyRY0HZtW/s1600/4974776883_af5c3301a2_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 223px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipYGD2CtsDDSgCFoaJlzKSQlJgSIPU-GCx_M_dYSuJaY9rWEsEHiWlyyNhY3o2mHCTCPV2VMnaow6d20syV2QWHEQKADUuce0XonQ_XNAb82Ogcls1PsV5b9G__EzaBF9jYJghyRY0HZtW/s320/4974776883_af5c3301a2_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515062882064796178" /></a><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >When Vaughn was feeling a little better I had him help me with a casserole dinner.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Collin soaked in the tub and Vaughn and I baked.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Chocolate chip banana bread.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >I've never made it before. 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"><i>Vaughn will be going too!</i> Eep!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><br /></span></div></i><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidCSDC8WwEMyKy3rM6CYklCODI51c1g-Hjt3rdqh-pQZDWx9Qe2lbijOkxSSNigdz-j8Cuy6bt9HyqIBV0NJ171-MRsMMyR15gkAddONkcf3kbxYc875arEoDZnYo4OMUri4xmsgfO7eEU/s1600/4970253930_a169178d88_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidCSDC8WwEMyKy3rM6CYklCODI51c1g-Hjt3rdqh-pQZDWx9Qe2lbijOkxSSNigdz-j8Cuy6bt9HyqIBV0NJ171-MRsMMyR15gkAddONkcf3kbxYc875arEoDZnYo4OMUri4xmsgfO7eEU/s320/4970253930_a169178d88_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514403826753100562" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7h0UYdZjeqUt-SPZJ9y_YICOfN-az264RANBP765JlkBL2FP4L96pSCaQK8IIDOKr16ew7Tx4_7PMkaozJwALoWY4NL807Y00QHOuiN0exywlKQs2QaqkM0x1spbs_74vfgRoI_1guoQq/s1600/4969616201_9069a4325c_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQnDx6awBnvv2KFMhCq2kzY5LXSzYFEC8vnqmQo6ArS3J3xaGn-jvi0XYURDRJP8yvLXgFMn95wAAOMTKIVGO4Kky5Lm8w-d9Vr-0epmisAZPXRxEgBnEfaUNCZsy8MntVtYT79CUQwuqB/s320/collin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514398258859482210" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Collin James Dalton</b> (<i>this photo by Des</i> )</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ9czfuGrBcxoXcNCyx2lJ6-AR4pSoFYVaE0Tz2Grc7Cuqij3O2UWm4TW9O5y3bgSXD_LHTEiFejhR3wMtxuLPbpPGP0EESNZFtmFBM12iBYRByBPttxRgPgTLixuVQMuUj-rbNh_5w94c/s1600/4969031623_aa95eb040c_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ9czfuGrBcxoXcNCyx2lJ6-AR4pSoFYVaE0Tz2Grc7Cuqij3O2UWm4TW9O5y3bgSXD_LHTEiFejhR3wMtxuLPbpPGP0EESNZFtmFBM12iBYRByBPttxRgPgTLixuVQMuUj-rbNh_5w94c/s320/4969031623_aa95eb040c_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514397863504733074" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Gretchen Fawn</b></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE3FdO2JPaYN-yrueOp-1UqVPEHbZ7yf4h0HytvVlRyKX8IAiWnpHtRpz9XwezGojGtB_UQDswm1NsZPziolxp91Evi0xUEmXqRO6WcSSu8XDKpsnaOZvhUdm-bmXAzCS_YFu7Mlw051z_/s1600/4969296117_884909f119_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE3FdO2JPaYN-yrueOp-1UqVPEHbZ7yf4h0HytvVlRyKX8IAiWnpHtRpz9XwezGojGtB_UQDswm1NsZPziolxp91Evi0xUEmXqRO6WcSSu8XDKpsnaOZvhUdm-bmXAzCS_YFu7Mlw051z_/s320/4969296117_884909f119_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514397854161604850" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Ezra Blake</b></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihzvmOy3hbmJfrvrYYyHOe7CVZMCnEHjlu23JtXGuVeI2ZwcSKrEx1_S4w1SyTa7oEO-3DKQwl8ZmxJOaiQOj5Ok4EqFLhkUU_4oSFZB4kFXnDokK3JH5aeF6am4FlujHciYaJQNaypEoJ/s1600/4969926174_4829e4071c_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihzvmOy3hbmJfrvrYYyHOe7CVZMCnEHjlu23JtXGuVeI2ZwcSKrEx1_S4w1SyTa7oEO-3DKQwl8ZmxJOaiQOj5Ok4EqFLhkUU_4oSFZB4kFXnDokK3JH5aeF6am4FlujHciYaJQNaypEoJ/s320/4969926174_4829e4071c_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514397849481369074" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Ava Carys</b></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNiw8gxTXwf7GJZBsnzCOcOVsiClGY1tmZEtIRzk42n-lIJO8YWjbQzjpymdV-9twBAhMQOChjy9hTEJ-Hr7VqSYFAV9ZJyVnPw0USEXN2-Keq8oK5Al4yZVTmtEgVp_rBn7aZ-bz7vNn3/s1600/4970066064_f79d091c1e_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNiw8gxTXwf7GJZBsnzCOcOVsiClGY1tmZEtIRzk42n-lIJO8YWjbQzjpymdV-9twBAhMQOChjy9hTEJ-Hr7VqSYFAV9ZJyVnPw0USEXN2-Keq8oK5Al4yZVTmtEgVp_rBn7aZ-bz7vNn3/s320/4970066064_f79d091c1e_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514397836839825378" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Giovanni Michael</b></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnhUllwTsJABfw3sNZk4Tw0Eh0za038Sb-7M-rfRLVvyZgkMeFUcTOPe6ktdT5vucZG3MWSBzOYLojm13Q450MYf4ZGXm940BHoecCIbvTpseGlbmDuefOCUhj-vA4LW6Htmu8Wl9LysZS/s1600/4969648860_1d8e0225fd_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnhUllwTsJABfw3sNZk4Tw0Eh0za038Sb-7M-rfRLVvyZgkMeFUcTOPe6ktdT5vucZG3MWSBzOYLojm13Q450MYf4ZGXm940BHoecCIbvTpseGlbmDuefOCUhj-vA4LW6Htmu8Wl9LysZS/s320/4969648860_1d8e0225fd_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514397826890791506" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Birthday Cake</b></div>the big <b>two oh</b>.<br />We celebrated my nephew Ezra's second birthday this weekend. It was a great time as always. Our family and friends have the most adorable children on earth, I kid you not.<br />They change so much at this age. Looking at the photos from his last birthday I can't believe how much each one of those kids have grown.Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-73057857365742259942010-09-03T21:15:00.004-04:002010-09-03T21:22:38.463-04:00Giovanni<div style="text-align: center;">A few shots I took on our porch the other day.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Giovanni's eyes captivate me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlk5K9ByN8Ad45WKtloutGuitic7YvSiYJM5R2onFIhqf5_EmMlLzuJDDsTPMfbZIRukdamVL1RG1UBSVn1jqP7iU4sZ03Z0Bth1oagHG5RSsKt4CtsaOYYhoXxMM5yHczsL6XnWgxdZ2-/s1600/pink.jpg"><img style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlk5K9ByN8Ad45WKtloutGuitic7YvSiYJM5R2onFIhqf5_EmMlLzuJDDsTPMfbZIRukdamVL1RG1UBSVn1jqP7iU4sZ03Z0Bth1oagHG5RSsKt4CtsaOYYhoXxMM5yHczsL6XnWgxdZ2-/s320/pink.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512861025958102610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I really think he's one of the most beautiful kids I have ever seen. And I don't just say that because he's mine.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_KE7p36_UgAh9pOov98QE8aszqHexoTka3xJ9nmG9mj4mYe1Ggraf1p6AicJbxLRm2RilGu7h8C6SjXP8Hm1Yl2UCs8ujKZrEGH_xncT-XNV12Cr_qMcpeMqD_fNz0zehsTo3HnfyxR5F/s1600/gaze.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_KE7p36_UgAh9pOov98QE8aszqHexoTka3xJ9nmG9mj4mYe1Ggraf1p6AicJbxLRm2RilGu7h8C6SjXP8Hm1Yl2UCs8ujKZrEGH_xncT-XNV12Cr_qMcpeMqD_fNz0zehsTo3HnfyxR5F/s320/gaze.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512861020444999106" style="text-align: right; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; ">I cut his hair off the next day because he's begun pulling it out again. Oh how I wish he wouldn't do that. I miss it already.</span></div></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjOtnYpK4N2AU60QXLFWbpekXIlWM130VyMvLw89eJN3ImJw_cm2Xth8bluLH-27SaJCy6KdrOlAgZ5GtOhLwBhCpBt-j_mITNkdHGBz1yWgcRyQ24t_beMGpFLxU4PlFXWHrKFJwLow89/s1600/b&w.jpg"><img style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjOtnYpK4N2AU60QXLFWbpekXIlWM130VyMvLw89eJN3ImJw_cm2Xth8bluLH-27SaJCy6KdrOlAgZ5GtOhLwBhCpBt-j_mITNkdHGBz1yWgcRyQ24t_beMGpFLxU4PlFXWHrKFJwLow89/s320/b&w.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512861012604213426" /></a>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-16502170179063313892010-09-03T21:07:00.002-04:002010-09-03T21:14:15.131-04:00hmmmNot too much going on here lately.<br />The kids were in a grump today and I had gone out last night. There was this event downtown where you get to wear your wedding dress ( or bridesmaids ) and have a night out with other ladies and possibly win the grand-prize <i>keep your fingers crossed for me. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">I definitely drank more than I should have though, not something I am proud of. I'm not young anymore lol. I ended up feeling horrible for a better part of the day.<br /><br /> I did however get the boys room tidied, mostly because of Collin's exceptional helper skills.<br />When Dada got up I got Collin ready and we ventured out on the bus to Chapters. We picked up a book to go with my nephew's birthday present. Collin is on this insane Toy Story 3 kick so he got a Toy Story 3 book, Vaughn got </span>Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs, </i>and<i> </i>I got <i>Eat, Pray, Love.<br /> </i>I have about 3 books lined up before I can even get to that one and I'm only a quarter of the way through <i>Host </i>but I know I want to read the book before I ever see the movie. Books are always better. With the exception on <i>Time Travelers Wife</i> the movie for once was pretty on par with the book. I was really pleased with the movie.<br /><br /> The littleuns are off to bed and I am off for some reading! Hopefully in silence ;)Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-9699935385123849622010-08-31T13:08:00.003-04:002010-08-31T13:13:56.046-04:00it's getting hot in here...It's a muggy one!<br /> This weather is taking a toll on me! My allergies are making it even less fun.<br />I need the fan on because it's 30 but <i>feels </i>like 38. I'm sticky and grumpy. With the fan on it irritates my allergies beyond belief. I am living a lose lose situation.<br /> We're thinking about spending the night at my in-laws, they have central air and it's much more comfortable there.<br /> I want Vaughn to wake from his nap I have so many things I want to do with him!<br /> I want to bake cookies today, I could do it while he naps but he loves helping and I think it teaches him about teamwork and listening.<br /> I also want to make homemade pizzas and he loves making those too.<br />We're going to make some orange juice and then make them into <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">popsicles! I'll probably do these first and they can freeze while we're using the oven and making this place even hotter ha!<br /> Collin is in Toronto with his grandparents until tomorrow.<br /> I can't believe he goes back to school so soon! He loves it there though so I am excited for him.<br /> This time next year I will be getting them BOTH ready for school. My word!<br /> </span>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-68108531530946615242010-08-31T09:56:00.002-04:002010-08-31T09:58:10.476-04:00here we go againI caught THREE more mice just last night. The last one at 4:30 in the morning...I can't listen to the tinkering in the trap so I had to get up, get dressed and head out to release it.<br /> I'm pleased that I am down for mice and also horrified and totally grossed out that there was that many... and now I am left to wonder " How many more?! "Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-61756334620430106692010-08-29T23:11:00.003-04:002010-08-29T23:19:57.050-04:00GOTCHA!We have had a ( hopefully ) mouse in our home for a couple months now. And I found mouse poop under the stove with my pans the other day and that was the last straw.<br />We tried those " sonar " things where the noise " drives them away " ha, save your money.<br />So yesterday I set out with the boys to get some traps. Collin made it very clear to myself and the woman at the store we are NOT to kill the mouse. It has to be set free. Sheesh kiddo...fine. Live traps it is.<br />And yesterday it ATE the bait, pooped in the trap and GOT OUT. <b><i>Twice. </i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; ">... Live traps Collin says....<br /><br />So tonight as I am about to go watch a movie I hear some rustling under the stove so I sneaky in there like some private eye and try to catch it with no luck.<br />I decide I should check the one in my room. ( of course there is a trap beside the bed, you want a mouse near your bed? )<br />And there he is. All tiny ( about the size of a Hopper, what our snake eats ) all cute and nibbling his peanut butter cracker.<br />He was BESIDE MY BED. Ugh gives me the creeps thinking about it. So I dart across the street to the dentist office and set him free in the grass, toss him another cracker and ran back home.<br /><br /></span></b><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; ">Oh PLEASE let this be the only mouse. PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE. I can't take the creepy noise waking me up, or seeing it eye to eye.<br />I was so excited I came to the computer to blog about it and make a little cartoon to put as our desktop so my husband can see it as soon as he gets home. Ha!</span></b></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy7ftLZ4lAgu0RaAUnk1S_NNcHHTvF7tQ1biknXtieOaKuq9SC0phoRQEfXy2JOnzJbZutJiRJtlddejxSu9ge9zirbnacu3sVrzWQNknBqw2srJIJJFoTRaUSPChmPGComddoeyAfnDPe/s1600/HERMIE.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy7ftLZ4lAgu0RaAUnk1S_NNcHHTvF7tQ1biknXtieOaKuq9SC0phoRQEfXy2JOnzJbZutJiRJtlddejxSu9ge9zirbnacu3sVrzWQNknBqw2srJIJJFoTRaUSPChmPGComddoeyAfnDPe/s320/HERMIE.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511036983739046354" /></a>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-20197738067194577502010-08-18T21:41:00.003-04:002010-08-18T21:48:40.064-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRgAdTQIq66XGCYGS3I_I80FaxGbebEIhUgQSfSiENFFqCRgFYtc2OGSlBzwIN0rbhGPP6YE2yGkUvp5NocmRvgK08xIeLqdnPhOElJ82og4r1uW9pN94eK-gkAS8Z6Gym9WKaVyT8Iak0/s1600/4880710028_1a3d1b174c_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL65jdHUvd6djl2N4KnfEXvvfcnl0vwDZhIOTJzFAV28kCo3C91QA-3Zbs44UyQAuE3Z-l7GLLOb5YdV_KHeXDwP6eaFNeGkFDfMvPHPMQpovS491Aoz7AnZyIYQapsO8EPZOwKiQAfVDF/s320/july302010+034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506931185860081090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPML9Aoe80lMLpdOYyXTlps_VE8gDeLXYpLmv8m3536vfwGqOGpvDaWXy-f6LGsAkI81r7aEZZuPaGaJpM7Jpkr2cE4ZTfxLV1XQssiX13l2jhyphenhyphendVyURkmmFEw7eoufcxuBsz4tyM_HmT-/s1600/july302010+044.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPML9Aoe80lMLpdOYyXTlps_VE8gDeLXYpLmv8m3536vfwGqOGpvDaWXy-f6LGsAkI81r7aEZZuPaGaJpM7Jpkr2cE4ZTfxLV1XQssiX13l2jhyphenhyphendVyURkmmFEw7eoufcxuBsz4tyM_HmT-/s320/july302010+044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506931176471787538" /></a><br />I have been SO busy. But I AM MARRIED. Everything was SO perfect! I loved everything about that day! And the next 9 we spent honeymooning!<br />Getting away together for the first time in ...about 7 years? Was pretty amazing!<br />Just a QUICK post with a couple pics then off to bed. I will elaborate later xoxo<br /><br />( the pics are all over the place but you get the point for now! lol )Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-19841831615072940212010-07-24T09:07:00.004-04:002010-07-26T13:04:10.661-04:00the countdown is on<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyTrRdP4OqfDX39oOzxIpyF2haL1Rk0VrENr5XhbfgDwBlaof736at1OvhQ01MVW_aLS5kpkN2BG9Bra5sxivogPEb0Y5zusxiaxNxDUQSIF_WDBz0qewFbzr_hAgrCB-IjzSiSAq6DlWD/s1600/July+2010.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyTrRdP4OqfDX39oOzxIpyF2haL1Rk0VrENr5XhbfgDwBlaof736at1OvhQ01MVW_aLS5kpkN2BG9Bra5sxivogPEb0Y5zusxiaxNxDUQSIF_WDBz0qewFbzr_hAgrCB-IjzSiSAq6DlWD/s320/July+2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497469778681459986" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYqmSR_RWgkg79vZGqgaxiyCECbncgFGQaIbM79mRBbrG20wMpo367FwkuqBEddOoCPhpZhPoPPqN8I7mrClnqY5hATybfiBge9FdIj05d4USEaRHcGCWpOi3JJXY7F48cT3oGGNtwKpKQ/s1600/IMG_1556.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYqmSR_RWgkg79vZGqgaxiyCECbncgFGQaIbM79mRBbrG20wMpo367FwkuqBEddOoCPhpZhPoPPqN8I7mrClnqY5hATybfiBge9FdIj05d4USEaRHcGCWpOi3JJXY7F48cT3oGGNtwKpKQ/s320/IMG_1556.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497469778016534930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9VsNjN8M2Jy3Uw7X8zmVO_WjGiNtyheg7h_mqOeel028k8aoOpF8Xv5NWzacYVX7Ai3y9RAmF6kxnjBfttMet1GfJiGgY2x91MkBBmo33PmrHsVi1SIUbaojshkmizI-oqRWh0QoyHiEO/s1600/DSCF0754.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9VsNjN8M2Jy3Uw7X8zmVO_WjGiNtyheg7h_mqOeel028k8aoOpF8Xv5NWzacYVX7Ai3y9RAmF6kxnjBfttMet1GfJiGgY2x91MkBBmo33PmrHsVi1SIUbaojshkmizI-oqRWh0QoyHiEO/s320/DSCF0754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497469767501334786" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaZXhIi0YRJjSe2jKbaxMXisCXypuhpcmSvk651Tz8YsgsTIzFWKT_adA_RtQnaROr4rsCgZpsWh2Enu7p_KgjzhazG-1_r6HLrjynwbgvK4f7BNqKVlOlVMgGdYNWNt2Y7kET4z_lP3sq/s1600/Picture+19.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaZXhIi0YRJjSe2jKbaxMXisCXypuhpcmSvk651Tz8YsgsTIzFWKT_adA_RtQnaROr4rsCgZpsWh2Enu7p_KgjzhazG-1_r6HLrjynwbgvK4f7BNqKVlOlVMgGdYNWNt2Y7kET4z_lP3sq/s320/Picture+19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497469758571261810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjne4F5MPiura37Q1Ud6B3H_FuF6gQfQDdPLI9um2DI4zReE7ZiziT8FGrXsxVlk2GL-zYIqimELeqB0B5uyGnCEPp2FWUCUeHEygarHEpuGC7dnvGdeUosV-E3ewOFIq7mCR3ewUo-5qqM/s1600/Felicia+%26+Mike+Park.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjne4F5MPiura37Q1Ud6B3H_FuF6gQfQDdPLI9um2DI4zReE7ZiziT8FGrXsxVlk2GL-zYIqimELeqB0B5uyGnCEPp2FWUCUeHEygarHEpuGC7dnvGdeUosV-E3ewOFIq7mCR3ewUo-5qqM/s320/Felicia+%26+Mike+Park.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497469753574196290" /></a>6 days until I am Mrs. Merrill!<br /><br />So crazy. I met Mike in grade 10, he was shy, had black fingernails, shaggy blue hair and wore Slayer t-shirts. I was thin with long blonde hair, very outgoing and wore the " latest trends ".<br />A couple no one would have seen coming, I'm sure. I know I didn't.<br />I wish I could say for me it was " love at first sight " but it wasn't and I don't believe in that anyhow. As the story goes after the day we met he went home and told his mom " I'm going to marry her. " Who knew he'd be right....<br />I sat in front of him in math class. Or some days he'd sit in front of me. Never beside each-other, always one in front of the other. I don't know who made the first move, or how we became comfortable enough but every day math class because a time for him to run his fingers through my hair or mine through his and flirt shamelessly. Even though we were both in relationships and even if I was just in grade 10 I had been in mine nearly 3 years. That hour of math class everyone else sort of disappeared and I looked forward to it more and more each day.<br />There was just something about him that attracted me. He was different from the boys I knew. He was interesting and knew a lot about music. ( It didn't help that he was actually good at math and I was terrible )<br />When summer came he signed my yearbook, multiple times. Saying I was the best friend he could ever ask for, how he loved me etc He gave me his phone number and said to make sure I called. I never did.<br />The next year I transferred schools. I didn't see Mike or talk to him for over a year. My friend sent me a forward one day, I don't know why I opened it, I usually just delete them but this time I opened it and looked through who she'd sent it to and there was Mike's email address.<br />I took it and added him to MSN and we started talking every, single, day. We'd stay up most nights until nearly 6am. He was single and I was back and forth with that first boyfriend. I invited Mike to a baseball game of mine never thinking he'd show up alone and watch, he did.<br />I was so happy to see him sitting their in the bleachers.<br /><div>We started to hang out, go to movies, have dinner, go for walks etc. I used to say we were " just friends" and I wasn't doing anything wrong by hanging out with him but when you start falling in love with someone who isn't your boyfriend....it's no longer a friendship.<br /></div><div> Mike fell for me and he fell hard. He was so perfectly sweet. He'd bring me flowers and write me notes, he'd kiss my neck and hold my hand.<br />I did cheat on that boyfriend, not something I say with pride, but not with regret. It might be too much detail but it seemed to go on all night and I remember almost every detail of it. Not something I can say about my first time with anyone.<br />After that I panicked. I had a boyfriend, I was falling in love with my now bestfriend, he was in love with me.<br />So as a scared teenage girl what do I do? I leave them both. I guess I thought if I was feeling like this for 2 people ( even though boyfriend #1 and I had been going downhill it's no excuse ) then I probably wasn't ready to commit myself to anyone.<br />Mike and I tried being friends. We hung out a lot and it never ended up as " hanging out " We'd get in fights because he loved me and I loved him but truth be told I was a <i>bitch. </i>I just needed to be alone and figure myself out. I am not proud of the way I handled this part of us but I have apologized and we've moved on.<br /><br />Months later I met Collin's dad Geoff and not long after dating became pregnant with Collin.<br />When I found out one of the first things I said to my mom was " oh my god. How and I supposed to tell him! " and my mom's response was " Mike will be hurt yes but you do have to tell him before someone else does. "<br />Yeah....one of my first thoughts was how do i tell Mike...<br />I blurted it out in the car one night as we were driving. He was devastated and took me home. I had never felt something like that. A pain where you just broke a piece of someone.<br /><br /></div><div> Mike was still my friend all through the pregnancy. He still told me he loved me but if Geoff and this baby made me happy then he'd be there for me. If anything ever happened he'd be there waiting for me. We'd watch movies in his room and it was horribly awkward. He'd tell me how beautiful I looked and hold my belly while Collin moved inside.<br />Nothing ever happened when I was pregnant with Collin. I never cheated on Geoff with Mike but a piece of my heart still belonged to him.<br />3 months after Collin was born and we were back together. It wasn't the easiest thing and Mike harboured a lot of resentment for the things I did and he'd kept a relationship secret from me...and both of those were hard on us. We kept trying and we had a love so strong it really did surpass all the bad.<br /><br /></div><div>He's always loved Collin, treated him like his own son. He adores him and Collin loves him right back. If any of you have a man who loves <i>your </i>son like <i>his own </i> son then you know the feeling I am talking about. Watching them together has always melted my heart.<br />We've moved in and out with each other, had a baby, had fights, made up, loved and lost together. We've been through too much to ever write in one blog post but through the good and bad we really have stuck it out together. I'm sure on the outside some people think we're not perfect for each other but we are. We have our own little words and phrases that mean nothing to anyone but us, our sense of humours are completely in sync and I don't know what I would do without him. Honestly. I was never the type who " needed " a boyfriend but I need Mike. He makes the end of every day worth it and I get to start every morning with a kiss from him. That's really all I need.<br /><br />There was good and there was bad and I am sure there will be both of those again but as long as we have each other I think we'll be ok. We make each other stronger and challenge each other to do things we wouldn't on our own. We're not perfect but we have something worth holding on to, something worth growing and sharing in together.<br /><br /></div><div> I couldn't be happier marrying anyone else. He said the day we met he'd marry me and I guess he was right, this time ;) .<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div></div>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-63119349552633759732010-06-30T18:07:00.007-04:002010-06-30T19:27:09.243-04:00Josh<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">I have been absent and have been trying to wrap my head around this.<br />I know I needed to write this out, explain it, deal with it. Mostly I have been </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">avoiding </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">it.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">My good friend Josh who I had made an earlier post about:<br /></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-size:12px;"><a href="http://totlerlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/leighland.html">http://totlerlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/leighland.html</a> </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><br />has lost his battle with cancer.<br /><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibcZDURYQm2y_qWRzXGuCYvjMIYSHslnM3XtX9fbi7L8LBk4xNP72wH4yYk0k5loOKPQ0EydGJk9GniMvKLo1Xim898Nvb20LeCQ4ee1AbHZtXHWigXa9KIYY8OcTXhaTYaxEMF29gqiqh/s1600/josh.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibcZDURYQm2y_qWRzXGuCYvjMIYSHslnM3XtX9fbi7L8LBk4xNP72wH4yYk0k5loOKPQ0EydGJk9GniMvKLo1Xim898Nvb20LeCQ4ee1AbHZtXHWigXa9KIYY8OcTXhaTYaxEMF29gqiqh/s320/josh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488704512740273778" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">Josh passed away friday June 18th while with his mom, wife, sister and one of his younger brothers.<br /><br />Josh and I have been friends for a few years. More years then it seems like, in those years we grew really close and had a great friendship.<br /><br />Josh found out in October of 2009 that he had <span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:12px;"><i>glioblastoma multiforme </i></span>( stage 4 brain cancer.) </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:12px;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glioblastoma_multiforme">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glioblastoma_multiforme</a><br /></span>The prior summer he was suffering from really bad headaches and at the age of 25 no one thought anything of it. It was </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">just a headache. </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">He visited the hospital it was so painful and again </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">just a headache</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">. Nearing the end of October just days after his 26th birthday josh got out of the shower and said he felt his arm flinging in an upward motion towards his face, when he looked though, his arm wasn't moving. As he described this was pretty terrifying and he stood up to go to Alyssa ( his girlfriend at the time ) and when he stood he began to have a seizure. He fell onto the floor just missing the table and he couldn't speak or move. Luckily Alyssa heard him and called 911. Josh had never had a seizure before so they did a CAT scan, MRI, X-rays etc.<br />When it came back it was nothing anyone had expected. A brain tumor. This particular type of tumor is more likely in males but normally males over the age of 50.<br />It was already at stage 4 when they found it, it was </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">inoperable </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">meaning they </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">can </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">operate but it won't save him. They had handed him a death sentence. Everyone had hoped for a miracle but I did my research, I spoke to a friend who does these operations and knew it was only a matter of time.<br /></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><br />Josh was told he wouldn't make it until Christmas. After his first operation he was so positive and upbeat he had an attitude that made you think " maybe he can beat this ". His fingers were a little shaky and he now used a walker, aside from that though he was the same old Josh. We hung out all day and laughed and talked and never really spoke about the cancer.<br /><br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUnrAb3CqesS6rNEVF9Lvdwa_7SGa3uh6cKuHWqbmbgDc635s7bhuCFfHj2z97Y5ec0DhybqWcBc7l2Dcbog45umcuuXzWjASNk1DUwFjxQTU31JRhE3FI3wsIeA-WBO2_JpL0a7xWJKTY/s1600/cell.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUnrAb3CqesS6rNEVF9Lvdwa_7SGa3uh6cKuHWqbmbgDc635s7bhuCFfHj2z97Y5ec0DhybqWcBc7l2Dcbog45umcuuXzWjASNk1DUwFjxQTU31JRhE3FI3wsIeA-WBO2_JpL0a7xWJKTY/s320/cell.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488704499225342162" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">It was only about a month later and Josh had become paralyzed on his whole left side. With the help of a bridal shop, radio station, Sears and a few other places josh and Alyssa were married in the hospital on December 16th. Their daughter was due Dec 26, his daughter is why he fought so hard. He had to meet her.<br /><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">About 2 weeks later Josh needed another immediate surgery, he had begun to lose his vision.<br />He first opted out of it but it got to the point where he didn't have the choice.<br />He was afraid he'd wake up completely paralyzed or worse.<br /><br />His daughter Leighland was born Jan 3rd and Josh completely lost his vision the next day. I'm so glad he got to see her being born and hold her.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">Every week that I went to see Josh he was worse. Talking less, conscious less, losing weight, losing his hair, losing his hearing. If it's something you've never seen someone go through I don't think you can fully understand it. Some weeks he didn't even know I was there. He started to look completely different. I remember thinking at the beginning,aside from the incision he looks the same. He didn't </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">look </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">like he had cancer. Once he hit 90 lbs, lost most of his hair and the medication made his face swell you wouldn't even know it was the same person. It was heartbreaking.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDRnKpbUiO4XASeRUy93slWXirBTE1cnSYXT9OrpIVvv1An1WunZ9m1dUDDETi7WWD5hU9XhqIjhe_d2QWv1tXhwo5X0oXTBj1PDjiA9qZnZQol2lHev_to_Ayi1yuuXqvwNZK3yT4j0CY/s1600/menj.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDRnKpbUiO4XASeRUy93slWXirBTE1cnSYXT9OrpIVvv1An1WunZ9m1dUDDETi7WWD5hU9XhqIjhe_d2QWv1tXhwo5X0oXTBj1PDjiA9qZnZQol2lHev_to_Ayi1yuuXqvwNZK3yT4j0CY/s320/menj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488704491965767474" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfNcdBWI3KpkEsyf9D2VJssGQfluODmNPf4yubCq3tH_JPzgqAGquvKHpZHlmCLKc4rgzeyF4H_O_T0Wea8q62HL2nQWnndK8ZtVPVRhy5Ry_H-6Z9KMQ4U8_IUpLtS0d6JBPa1c2UmCu-/s1600/wedding.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfNcdBWI3KpkEsyf9D2VJssGQfluODmNPf4yubCq3tH_JPzgqAGquvKHpZHlmCLKc4rgzeyF4H_O_T0Wea8q62HL2nQWnndK8ZtVPVRhy5Ry_H-6Z9KMQ4U8_IUpLtS0d6JBPa1c2UmCu-/s320/wedding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488704486747277266" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">Josh was told near the end of April there was nothing more they could do and he was losing his battle. He wanted to go home. He moved home with his wife and their daughter and his wife's parents but the noise was too painful in the city and made his headaches even worse. So Josh moved in with his family and had spent the last 6 weeks there.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">When he called me a couple weeks ago he could barely talk or hear anything I was saying but he made some jokes, asked about the wedding and the kids.<br /><br />I received a call June 16 from his wife's stepmother telling me Josh was rushed to the hospital and the doctors said this was it. I drove up at 10 pm and stayed as long as I could. His mom had been awake for so long and I urged her it was ok to sleep that I wouldn't leave him and I would wake her if anything happened. As a mother I understood her not wanting to miss a second. My heart truly went out to her even though I was losing him too, I was not losing the same Josh she was.<br />I held his hand and stroked his hair. He didn't look like Josh anymore. He had an oxygen mask on making it impossible to understand what he was saying. I felt so bad you could see how much energy it took him to say one simple thing and then I couldn't hear it. I removed the mask a few times when i saw him trying to speak. He said </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">hi </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">and </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">thank you</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">I'm uncomfortable, </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">he said </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">ow!</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"> a lot but didn't want the pain medication because it made him sleep. He also said </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">I love you </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">and I told him that I loved him too, that he was a great friend and that I always appreciated our friendship.<br /><br />His wife called me on friday to tell me he was struggling for breath and she told him </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">It's ok Josh, you can go. We're all here and we love you. </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">With that he took his final breath and was gone.<br /><br />I spoke at his funeral along with his father and best friend. I had been there with him from the beginning of all of this right until I carried his coffin into the hearse and let go of that handle. I let my fingers trace alongside until he was all the way inside.To watch him deteriorate, to watch him become someone he wasn't, to watch him </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">dying </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">was absolutely one of the hardest experiences of my life. Josh was such a fun-loving guy. He was the kind of person you wish all your friends were like. He was so selfless and put up one amazing fight. When he was given 2 months he made it 8. He was the father of 3 kids that he loved and he was my friend.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">I will never forget Josh and I will continue to tell his story so people know how amazing he was. How strong and determined he was, knowing him will truly make me a better person.<br /><br />I can take this and feel some peace from it. I know wherever he is he can walk, he isn't in pain, he can see, he can do everything he used to. I miss him but I am also glad to know he is no longer in the kind of pain he has been in for the last 8 months.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">I'm not sure how you end something like this but Josh was really a great person, I don't mean that in the way you say it just because someone passed, he really was one of those one in a million people who could always make you smile.</span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHmXWv41Cl8xAgAlgO6_13VsgL7f3Xao4GYQ0kZFTJU2JWiFB350_4DYz9a6rmqOyksdBu-qIDusjKrYhkdSH0RzbDcRX004mVnX7Kf2ffCDbTSee4aEDAtIbLICgR5cOapBrYAxklg2q6/s1600/us.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHmXWv41Cl8xAgAlgO6_13VsgL7f3Xao4GYQ0kZFTJU2JWiFB350_4DYz9a6rmqOyksdBu-qIDusjKrYhkdSH0RzbDcRX004mVnX7Kf2ffCDbTSee4aEDAtIbLICgR5cOapBrYAxklg2q6/s320/us.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488704480106114978" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><br /></span></span></span><br /><br /><br /></span></div>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-53381284468388754762010-06-08T19:59:00.000-04:002010-06-08T20:08:00.097-04:00dreading summer?I have a confession....for once I am sort of dreading summer....<br />All the boys do together is FIGHT.<br />Library, the park, the zoo, at home....they YELL, they fight, they run, they do.not.listen anymore.<br /><br /><div> It is wearing on us. It's getting hard to leave the house, it's hard to be IN the house but it's worse in public where people can see it.<br /><br />I think it is SO hard to admit that your parenting <b>isn't <i>perfect<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> I am at a loss.<br />How can I make them be better? To listen, to stop <b>hating</b> each other.<br /><br /></span></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Collin's dad has announced he has a new baby coming and Collin is devastated. He is horrified it will be like Vaughn, I find that so sad. This is how terrible their relationship together is. It's not funny </span>boys being boys<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> anymore. It's stressing us out! The last thing Collin wants is another sibling. He's not happy.<br /><br /></span></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> How can I make them play TOGETHER. Everytime one of them grabs a toy it is <b>the toy </b>the other one was going for. If one of them is in the other's way, all hell breaks loose. I can not bathe them together anymore they even fight over who gets the side nearest to the faucet ( who even wants THAT side anyway!? )<br /><br />Do you have tips for summer? For when all your kids are home together? Any parents of multiples out there?</span></span></i></b></div>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-50040718722105972062010-06-01T11:28:00.001-04:002010-06-01T11:33:43.229-04:00I wrote this last weds, I just couldn't post it until now.<div>Searra has been there for me in situations where any one human person just would not have done. My abusive father couldn't lay a hand on me while she was around, until I had kids we slept together every night ( and she snuck herself in there periodically anyway ), and she was always happy to see me. Yesterday we sat on the porch and she played in the hose. A few hours later she had a seizure. She's never had one before, it was horrifying. Immediately I called the vet and took her in. While we were there she seizured again and he figured out that she had a benign tumour on her pancreas causing her sugar levels to drop drastically. He said after this she will always seizure, it could get better and it may not. My options were keeping here there alone all night on an iv drip for an obscene amount of money I just don't have or having her put down.</div><div>I opted to take her home with some pain meds and see if she'd be alright.</div><div>She wasn't alright. I stopped counting at the 12th seizure...after that it was just continual shaking. I held her the whole time she was home and told her how loved she is. I am so glad I didn't leave her there to be alone all night seizuring. What a horrible end that would have been. I am so glad I brought her home with me and held her for as long as I could. At midnight I took her into the vet and held her while he put her down. I held her until I felt her heart stop beating and even then I couldn't let go. I stayed there with her and Mike for awhile and then I stayed with her alone for what felt like not long enough.</div><div>I already miss her more than I can describe. She was there for me for over half my life. I don't even remember not having a dog. She was just a part of every day life. I will always love her and always miss her.</div><div>Goodbye Searra, you made my childhood. I couldn't have made it through all of these things without you. You were not just a dog to me. I love you and I always will.</div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-vn-WgNfFFawVslNJzPcYb-kLGJfienSQlK7QosrUTxbOAug4HEEypb84kp430t9nD4oBJ1DHPBMJVzNeLh_6asaqnWrqiPmRc4UJHLFpq8SvV6ZgTxFfPIjoMEbhT_cMPqOR0ywYqOa0/s1600/Picture+59.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-vn-WgNfFFawVslNJzPcYb-kLGJfienSQlK7QosrUTxbOAug4HEEypb84kp430t9nD4oBJ1DHPBMJVzNeLh_6asaqnWrqiPmRc4UJHLFpq8SvV6ZgTxFfPIjoMEbhT_cMPqOR0ywYqOa0/s320/Picture+59.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477828189627386690" /></a>2003<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdyGg88hh7fNI0DZMVG8rGTjdKyPsUIoKLBTnpUhEpMqZMEjcUi8M4Wl5LPTT7TRyh3dwC99awc4QVRXUzp_rKDX1mglqgUG4gk1mQbKktZOKOWUk3G8HYRPGpVpLPDF0PADhxxqpKhzTk/s1600/Picture+328.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdyGg88hh7fNI0DZMVG8rGTjdKyPsUIoKLBTnpUhEpMqZMEjcUi8M4Wl5LPTT7TRyh3dwC99awc4QVRXUzp_rKDX1mglqgUG4gk1mQbKktZOKOWUk3G8HYRPGpVpLPDF0PADhxxqpKhzTk/s320/Picture+328.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477828187185026578" /></a>2002<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifhiW2aUQaMlpERYUgq3ZqXUeGbiSU62aCaoA_XVbg6zkVVPBPGBKyvWkNvvHhfekz9MV9T7N_stIvbgaIN76rDLreDvJr3VHYTyxFPVmcgSdYm7hJh_I0QOsruaWEEiItrHW1BYwReEJu/s1600/my+doggie+in+a+basket.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifhiW2aUQaMlpERYUgq3ZqXUeGbiSU62aCaoA_XVbg6zkVVPBPGBKyvWkNvvHhfekz9MV9T7N_stIvbgaIN76rDLreDvJr3VHYTyxFPVmcgSdYm7hJh_I0QOsruaWEEiItrHW1BYwReEJu/s320/my+doggie+in+a+basket.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477828184184316066" /></a>not sure how old this one is....i think about 2002<div><br /></div><div><br /><div>Searra has been my best buddy for the last 15 1/2 years.</div><div>I took this photo of her yesterday evening, the last photo ever taken of her.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioJ3xoFXaPZ6URz1Ql0DUtAd713k-A8T4K5MWpgIact2g3xus5kn2uqGu-woG4bYAMOiy2JaSlig_g_Xpzv_VLHJbldB9R3ZsLo1DK5ovXuX3JQTMkgdXeE9Bxwo3f0NgihtAeXg08UZRj/s1600/searra'.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioJ3xoFXaPZ6URz1Ql0DUtAd713k-A8T4K5MWpgIact2g3xus5kn2uqGu-woG4bYAMOiy2JaSlig_g_Xpzv_VLHJbldB9R3ZsLo1DK5ovXuX3JQTMkgdXeE9Bxwo3f0NgihtAeXg08UZRj/s320/searra'.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477827751659092402" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVzmTz4KD4TsGEQsyRf0gMxGeybnnhB_XscC4pPNiuQlEIaTx2Q61OHceWyvkK02QzPKN4SALwFfY9UI2gGV6Z2_Ed5JOsp5YbnVq93PEczfyeVMrD3pSdYg6hQ2YR0cZlWMVljAnvhdG0/s1600/puppy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVzmTz4KD4TsGEQsyRf0gMxGeybnnhB_XscC4pPNiuQlEIaTx2Q61OHceWyvkK02QzPKN4SALwFfY9UI2gGV6Z2_Ed5JOsp5YbnVq93PEczfyeVMrD3pSdYg6hQ2YR0cZlWMVljAnvhdG0/s320/puppy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477827746739845234" /></a>last year<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-35719522008276914162010-05-27T19:07:00.000-04:002010-05-27T19:08:20.680-04:00As soon as we get our own place I'm going decal crazy with these<a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/circlelinestudio">http://www.etsy.com/shop/circlelinestudio</a>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-45583067280367859832010-05-21T14:35:00.000-04:002010-05-21T14:40:02.309-04:00Summer beginnings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2xvfANF-YKmmQFgKFZsNKhVtj3ce3j7F5-6TuxllkBGIAaxCIEFWjv0vUpkd7OWqs7zqnTtnFb54vSz2huwXRBZJsjIfUSzvcrBFl0RHO4OfvsTJLMi_8FT_bG84AHOmCQNl4LjyQ3JGp/s1600/4.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ5oGZsaXMr0VQScqQ26ijqPH4DSJljKedSicbyYsS4NJSpCPFu8AGuW3L9ANSpQ6n7bIucM8vpu5-IKn6aKksPR1awlJ5FDwAxQfLu0TbE3SCARSQASxbfEIeyoZYA0ZrwNW6giBpfNeO/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473794362125645650" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRVY9FVpn1WlV5ubQgv2K-MLwvKW0F-B7nW-Ga4f1cTTv1hR9uqTu40Blp1naGP5QtBlN8XCPiwsHM_VYnyZ-wZ5YKUWtoF1UeMSipP5nYx7Q9RHuKeSWFGjD2cKlwAsppMLctAmJ8klij/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRVY9FVpn1WlV5ubQgv2K-MLwvKW0F-B7nW-Ga4f1cTTv1hR9uqTu40Blp1naGP5QtBlN8XCPiwsHM_VYnyZ-wZ5YKUWtoF1UeMSipP5nYx7Q9RHuKeSWFGjD2cKlwAsppMLctAmJ8klij/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473794359001320914" /></a>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-510575802982829982010-05-19T09:51:00.000-04:002010-05-19T09:59:02.812-04:00Happy wednesday!Already we've had a lovely morning.<br />We got Collin off to the bus in time, we headed to the pharmacy from there.<br />Vaughn has what my doctor called " impetigo" ...I on the other hand think he's an idiot. I had him take a swab and <i>actually </i>find out what it is. He was there 3 weeks ago with this rash on his face and so the antibiotics started....about a week after the had finished and the rash was gone BAM it was back. He woke up yesterday with his face just covered. So I called and had him taken in immediately. So now he is on a <b>stronger</b> penicillin . Fingers crossed this one will do it.<br />He said if it comes back the whole family needs to come and have a test because one of us might be <i>carrying it</i> but showing no symptoms and just giving it back to him.<br />Hopefully that is not the case.<br /><br />After the medicine we went to our wednesday Farmers Market. Oh how we love it there! Vaughn is a giant fan of the perogies! ( as am I but I barely get any with his little hands in the bag lol )<br />We got some cookies and fudge too. I love how cheap things can be there!<br />I got some natural arthritis medicine for Searra. The medicam she was on is just way out of our price range and she's having such a hard time walking. I feel awful but we can't afford $100 a bottle every month.<br />So fingers crossed<i> again </i> that this will work too. It's a fraction of the cost. He even gave me an extra bag because he was that confident I would love it and come back for more. Things like that definitely make me interested.<br /><div>Now we're gonna snuggle up for a movie and munch on our cookies! ( After we medicate everyone lol )</div>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-44880439866955512392010-05-18T09:17:00.000-04:002010-05-18T09:38:14.490-04:00zoo trip!Today we're going to head to the zoo! Collin has been under the weather so hopefully he'll be up for it today.<br /> We need to have a family trip to the Torontoo Zoo soon! Collin's grandma got us a family pass for his birthday this year! So exciting, especially since it's not too cheap for all of us to go.<br /><br />yey for the nice weather!Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-27996211413249714182010-05-17T11:23:00.000-04:002010-05-17T11:26:04.069-04:00little updateMy poor little Collin has been sick all weekend. From throwing up on friday to a hellish fever yesterday that made us leave the indoor play park. Poor little man. He's home from school today.<br /><br /> Vaughn is jumping on my lap as full of energy as ever. He believes he is helping me write lol.<br /><br />Today I have an appointment with a specialist for my eye...kinda freaking me out. I have this lump on the inside of my eyelid which MY doctor said...hmm I dunno what it is put a cloth on it.<br />...a cloth? there is some strange red <i>LUMP </i>inside my eye...send me to a specialist!<br />So to the specialist I go.<br /><br />My eyes have been terrible lately too, I think I need to get my eyes checked again. I can barely see a thing on the computer without my glasses :(<br />Stupid Astigmatism.Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460574590312641146.post-9445389062199258102010-05-04T18:27:00.000-04:002010-05-04T18:40:21.890-04:00Goodbye beautifulMy beautiful little chameleon just died in my hands.<br />She was sleeping during the day yesterday which is a sign of a sick chameleon.<br />I tried to feed her today and give her some water. She wouldn't take either so I used a medicine dropped to give her some water and then I just held her.<br />About 10 mins later her body squirmed a bit and then she was limp. I kept holding her and let the tears flow while the boys asked some questions.<br />Then her tail uncurled and her eyes shot open and rolled to the back of her head. The poor boys thought this meant she was " ok " because her eyes were "open". They both held her for a minute and said goodbye.<br />Collin is very good with understanding death, Vaughn was giggling that he got to hold her, he wasn't aware of what just happened.<br /><br />I only had her for about 14 months but she was part of the family and she was a pet I was REALLY looking forward to seeing be an adult and be filled with beautiful colours.<br /><br />I used to manage reptiles for a job so I know I had done everything properly. Especially after having her this long.<br /><br />Her name was Castor, we got her from a reptile expo where we were told <i>she </i>was a male. And after a few months it was pretty evident that she was in fact a <i>she. </i>Male Nosy Be Panther Chameleons turn a gorgeous bright blue. She never achieved that. But we kept calling her Castor, I'm sure she didn't mind.<i> </i><br /><br />I'm glad she's not in pain and she will be very missed.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDSDy-YqhymYvtOcWx4-WIZzfNsBDWtL8kOH07lEh-dUlhrEu7SKoY1e9ccdI45xiBccHQBUIXn_iad3-iGdy3ve0bXdqxhaVzgujIz-DwBx8Q2nCULsIoleSDhX0DKaxKFNu-5H3XzugE/s1600/3301954758_237afb0d3e_b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDSDy-YqhymYvtOcWx4-WIZzfNsBDWtL8kOH07lEh-dUlhrEu7SKoY1e9ccdI45xiBccHQBUIXn_iad3-iGdy3ve0bXdqxhaVzgujIz-DwBx8Q2nCULsIoleSDhX0DKaxKFNu-5H3XzugE/s320/3301954758_237afb0d3e_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467547505925069314" /></a>The day we got her ^<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjxq4LVogC7vHwFPJ469bE9WOzxhP1ozF1W8JEIQxVQhzMLyIYBgEBqrsbaNoJWYdb0wAaRm-P_jpPEsPOzKAt3clwJA5ftQD3Mjb07-J078Jrh1GIPZ4HWdT8MSm3y0GEY7S5jfQamwX-/s1600/m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjxq4LVogC7vHwFPJ469bE9WOzxhP1ozF1W8JEIQxVQhzMLyIYBgEBqrsbaNoJWYdb0wAaRm-P_jpPEsPOzKAt3clwJA5ftQD3Mjb07-J078Jrh1GIPZ4HWdT8MSm3y0GEY7S5jfQamwX-/s320/m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467547498025535458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEDA9eV89KVYpwVYq5nzvwAmfm_1ni9H54wAcZSCcZPhvYqZs6qIdjKAf44AVVThqRmhwoZ0vORVj1i2lzOVjiP6O6GibIZI6778zJSk5gsa_enQKwIR3Gnk_EsZDRAeIruyLzqO_fSH8V/s1600/3361166896_668bd1b820_b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEDA9eV89KVYpwVYq5nzvwAmfm_1ni9H54wAcZSCcZPhvYqZs6qIdjKAf44AVVThqRmhwoZ0vORVj1i2lzOVjiP6O6GibIZI6778zJSk5gsa_enQKwIR3Gnk_EsZDRAeIruyLzqO_fSH8V/s320/3361166896_668bd1b820_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467547494561695490" /></a>Feliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881752884245563467noreply@blogger.com0