<?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-4832065599631317003</id><updated>2012-01-30T22:03:22.295-07:00</updated><category term='motherhood'/><category term='Juno&apos;s party'/><category term='spica cast gear'/><category term='broomstick cast'/><category term='thrifting'/><category term='kids parties'/><category term='bugs'/><category term='organization'/><category term='books'/><category term='Gifts'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='bridal shower'/><category term='projects'/><category term='winter'/><category term='service'/><category term='food storage'/><category term='etsy'/><category term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category term='summer'/><category term='pavlik'/><category term='snacks'/><category term='quiet time baskets'/><category term='freezer'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='family'/><category term='playdough'/><category term='sensory activities'/><category term='family parties'/><category term='spica cast'/><category term='Laramie'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='kids'/><category term='makeover'/><category term='bedroom'/><category term='new year&apos;s'/><category term='paint'/><category term='easy treats'/><category term='party plans'/><category term='me'/><category term='baby shower'/><category term='names'/><category term='decorations'/><category term='party menu'/><category term='failed projects'/><category term='Play school'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='party'/><category term='outer space'/><category term='fall'/><category term='school'/><category term='themes'/><category term='spraypaint'/><category term='do it yourself'/><category term='Juno'/><category term='LOST'/><category term='Tempe'/><category term='running'/><category term='storybook'/><category term='messes'/><category term='before and after'/><category term='baby'/><category term='dessert'/><category term='Disneyland'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='crazy weather'/><category term='home decor'/><category term='freezer meals'/><category term='easy crafts'/><category term='hip abduction brace'/><category term='byu'/><category term='fairytales'/><category term='handmade details'/><category term='Helena'/><category term='hip dysplasia'/><title type='text'>my kids eat off the floor</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>390</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-8160400922231995344</id><published>2012-01-30T19:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T20:04:19.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Mom guilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_dvKjpp7N1k/TydWNLeZkzI/AAAAAAAAC8M/CzmR9yRc-Us/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703622237506605874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_dvKjpp7N1k/TydWNLeZkzI/AAAAAAAAC8M/CzmR9yRc-Us/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who has it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's just one of the many wonderful things I inherited from my mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And in this day and age of blogs and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/span&gt;, it's really easy to feel like everyone is the best at everything--except you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, this is just to say, I am very far from the best, so there's that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There is so much I feel like I fall short on as a mother: hair and general upkeep of my children, projects, arts and crafts, meaningful &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; lessons, nutritious and creative meals, and most of all, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;having fun and making quality time for my children&lt;/span&gt;. I want my kids to remember me as a fun mom--for their childhoods to be filled with laughter, silly games, and playtime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Unfortunately, I am kinda sorta uptight. I used to be&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-not.html"&gt; really good about saying yes to anything&lt;/a&gt;, as long as it didn't hurt or destroy anything. I don't know when that changed, but lately I feel like I spend &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; my time nagging the girls to clean up or following them around picking up clutter and &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; just enjoying my children. I have to constantly remind myself that toys can be picked up, clutter can be put away, and children grow so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today I made a sincere effort to play with my kids and not freak out about messes. We had an indoor picnic, complete with an indoor duck pond; we read books in the girls bunk bed fort; we played pirates (more on that later this week); we colored pictures of our "dream couches" (Tempe's idea, she has heard me talking about decorating too much lately). It wasn't perfect--Tempe may or may not have been put in time out several times--but I'm getting there. I hope that every day I can remind myself to relax and enjoy motherhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you do it? How do you enjoy your children?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-8160400922231995344?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8160400922231995344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=8160400922231995344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8160400922231995344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8160400922231995344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2012/01/mom-guilt.html' title='Mom guilt'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_dvKjpp7N1k/TydWNLeZkzI/AAAAAAAAC8M/CzmR9yRc-Us/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4768116550117452094</id><published>2012-01-20T15:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:46:26.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do it yourself'/><title type='text'>Bedroom hell(p) part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks for all the comments/ideas/input on my last blog post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Unfortunately, I am still having some trouble finding my vision. I just don't know what the heck to do with this room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1)That giant ugly mirror alcove over our bed? Yeah, that's going to be completely covered by a reclaimed wood headboard (umm, that's a hipster way of saying a section of my next door neighbor's ratty old wood fence that I got for FREE). The fence section is weathered wood and I really don't want to paint it or do anything to it, but I also DO NOT want a shabby chic bedroom. So I'm hoping once I get it mounted on the wall, it doesn't look too country/shabby chic because if it does, I will just cry. If you follow me on Pinterest, check out my master bedroom board and you'll see a couple inspiration photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) Ugly wall sconces. Ugly, ugly, ugly. '80s. Builder grade. Yuck. I have two semi-ok light fixtures that I got at DI a while ago, but they are very blah and unextraordinary. Not really what I want, but better than nothing. They are kind of fake oil-rubbed bronze, so I'm trying to decide what color to spray paint them: white? gold? white with a gold patina? white but glazed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) Speaking of the wall sconces, they are currently on the wall with our brown dresser. Brown as in painted brown because it was so ugly, not nice stained wood brown. Do I paint it white? Coral like the bedside tables? Do I just get rid of it all together? We can fit all our clothes in our closet, so we really don't need it. But if I do that, what do I put there? I would love a pair of awesome chairs, but our budget for new furniture is $the cost of the furniture from DI + $the cost of the spraypaint to refinish it = not realistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) Curtains. The window is so tall that I don't know where to find CHEAP curtains that will still give me a nice puddle. I just want sheer white curtains!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) The windowseat. It has a super nice cushion with a really nice velvet cover on it--but it's forest green. Ugh. It would cost about $25 to recover, I think, which is not too bad, but what fabric do I choose???? I'm seriously considering taking the cushion off and stenciling the windowseat instead of a wall. We NEVER sit on it. Ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6) I just want some nice white bedding with colored sheets and fun throw pillows. We already have a down comforter but I can't find a duvet cover I like in my price range. I know I could just sew one together from 2 sheets, but do I really have to? Since the down comforter is white and I want a white bedspread, can't we just use that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;#startingtoreallyregretjumpingrightinwithoutaplan&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/4832065599631317003-4768116550117452094?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4768116550117452094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4768116550117452094&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4768116550117452094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4768116550117452094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2012/01/bedroom-hellp-part-ii.html' title='Bedroom hell(p) part II'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5796202410020661330</id><published>2012-01-16T14:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T14:29:31.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='before and after'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom'/><title type='text'>Bedroom hell(p)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, whose master bedroom is the junk room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*raises hand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nobody ever sees it, so it just makes sense for it to be the &lt;em&gt;last&lt;/em&gt; room to be furnished/decorated and the &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; room to heap junk in, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, this year that is changing at our house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We are finally going to do something about our master bedroom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uL2_xEyO2oQ/TxSVlDXrrqI/AAAAAAAAC78/mnyj66vUYhI/s1600/914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698343892322856610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uL2_xEyO2oQ/TxSVlDXrrqI/AAAAAAAAC78/mnyj66vUYhI/s400/914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This is what our master bedroom looks like currently. One wall painted navy blue and the rest are still builder beige.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've got some ideas, but I need &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; help. We are going to be painting the rest of the room the same color (navy blue) and I am dying trying to find an accent color that Jason and I both like. He has vetoed mustard yellow (my favorite combo) because it is too hipster (when is he going to accept that he &lt;em&gt;is married to a hipster??)&lt;/em&gt; and I'm drawing a blank. I have two funky bedside tables that need a coat of spraypaint and probably some glaze, too, but I have to pick a color first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So.... go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-5796202410020661330?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5796202410020661330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5796202410020661330&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5796202410020661330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5796202410020661330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2012/01/bedroom-hellp.html' title='Bedroom hell(p)'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uL2_xEyO2oQ/TxSVlDXrrqI/AAAAAAAAC78/mnyj66vUYhI/s72-c/914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7232523598668974239</id><published>2012-01-10T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T13:11:00.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Inspired}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week I got an email from a reader with such an inspiring story. Heather shared her story with me in hopes that my blog could help her reach out to others that might be in her situation. If you or someone you know has Mesothelioma, please follow her inspiring story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi! I’m Heather. I am a mesothelioma cancer survivor (one of the 2%). I guest blog on the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mesothelioma.com/blog/authors/heather/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesothelioma Cancer Alliance Blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. When my daughter Lily was just 3 ½ months old, I was diagnosed with mesothelioma. As any mother would, I knew I needed to fight to be part of the 2% of people who survive this disease. I did everything it took, including having the most extensive treatments, and even having to miss the 6th month of Lily’s life while I was in Boston for surgery. The reason I blog about my experience is to help other moms who may be going through a similar situation to my own. I want my blog to serve as a means of inspiration and hope to those who need it. In this way, I hope to help as many people as possible! I hope that if you ever need some inspiration, you will check out my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mesothelioma.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesothelioma Cancer Alliance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mesothelioma.com/blog/authors/heather"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Heather Von St. James - Mesothelioma Survivor Blog" src="http://www.mesothelioma.com/images/Heather-VSJ-Mesothelioma.jpg" /&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/4832065599631317003-7232523598668974239?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7232523598668974239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7232523598668974239&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7232523598668974239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7232523598668974239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2012/01/inspired.html' title='{Inspired}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4138681010447693889</id><published>2012-01-09T06:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:46:50.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Popcorn roundup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're big fans of popcorn at our house. It's easy to make, it's cheap, and my girls &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;it. Nothing is more exciting to them than having "family movie night" and sharing a big ol' bowl of popcorn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But sometimes the occasion calls for more than just a bag of popcorn popped in the microwave. In that case, you should try a &lt;a href="http://www.snappypopcorn.com/productcart/pc/Popcorn-Machines-c38.htm"&gt;popcorn popper &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.snappypopcorn.com/productcart/pc/Popcorn-Machines-c38.htm"&gt;popcorn machine&lt;/a&gt; for something a little different. I love air popped popcorn and it's so fun to watch. And how fun would a movie theater stye popcorn machine be in a home theater room??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Or maybe try a special recipe... your taste buds will thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cinnamon sugar popcorn: melt butter and pour over popcorn, and then toss in cinnamon sugar. This is ooey-gooey and messy, so beware :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Peanut butter popcorn: melt PB and butter (I just eyeball it) and toss over popped popcorn. This is even ooey-gooier and messier, but soooo good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://greylustergirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/cinnamon-bear-popcorn.html"&gt;Cinnamon bear popcorn&lt;/a&gt;: Cinnamon bears. Mini marshmallows. Sugary sweet syrup holding it all together. Mmmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/09/cinnamon-caramel-corn-with-pecans-white-chocolate-aka-cinnamon-bun-popcorn/"&gt;Cinnamon bun popcorn&lt;/a&gt;: Basically, a really great caramel corn drizzed with white chocolate. It doesn't sound so fantastic, but it is. It is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2011/03/baked-kettle-corn-the-loaded-version.html"&gt;Loaded baked kettle corn&lt;/a&gt;: The perfect combo of salty and sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.browneyedbaker.com/2011/01/19/maple-bacon-kettle-popcorn/"&gt;Maple bacon kettle corn&lt;/a&gt;: Ok, Jason and I really like bacon in our sweet stuff (like bacon chocolate chip cookies) but I know not everyone does. But come on, doesn't this look amazing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm always on the lookout for new popcorn recipes to try, so if you have a good one, you know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am participating in a blogger campaign by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bucks2blog.com"&gt;Bucks2Blog&lt;/a&gt; for popcorn poppersand was compensated. However, the views and opinions are my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-4138681010447693889?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4138681010447693889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4138681010447693889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4138681010447693889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4138681010447693889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2012/01/popcorn-roundup.html' title='Popcorn roundup!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6777872015897456358</id><published>2012-01-07T17:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T18:32:52.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><title type='text'>Homemade gel clings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know that money pit at Target... the dollar spot? Yeah. I hate that spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It sucks you in because "It's only a dollar!!" and before you know it, you're leaving Target $50 poorer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, it's a love/hate relationship, because I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; find really great stuff there. Last week I got a bunch of huge fabric bins for the shelves in our closets &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-resolutions.html"&gt;(New Year's resolution #4)&lt;/a&gt; for $2.50 each! I've also started buying all of the Family Fun cookbooks and holiday books that they've been stocking lately. I actually get a subscription to Family Fun and they also have everything on their website, but it's nice to have everything organized by season and holiday and put together. And I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; how my girls can look through the book and every single craft and recipe is age-appropriate, easy, and cheap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was really excited when I saw the homemade gel clings in our winter book. We made snowflakes this time, but you can customize them for any holiday or season! I'm looking forward to some hearts and lips for Valentine's Day in a few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3TxSF3jprM/TwjqpOfX26I/AAAAAAAAC7w/oi4mRW5Qepc/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695059722795211682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3TxSF3jprM/TwjqpOfX26I/AAAAAAAAC7w/oi4mRW5Qepc/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; 1) Draw a template on wax paper. Small, compact designs work best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) Use dimensional fabric paint to trace over the template and let dry completely (3-4 hours, but overnight is best).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) Carefully peel the design from the wax paper and stick it to glass. They're repositionable, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My kids aren't old enough to trace the template yet, but they liked arranging them on the glass :)&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/4832065599631317003-6777872015897456358?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6777872015897456358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6777872015897456358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6777872015897456358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6777872015897456358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2012/01/homemade-gel-clings.html' title='Homemade gel clings'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3TxSF3jprM/TwjqpOfX26I/AAAAAAAAC7w/oi4mRW5Qepc/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6709167270689324896</id><published>2012-01-05T19:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:45:33.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding re-do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you ever wish you could re-do some (or all) of your wedding? Excluding the groom, of course ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got married before the days of viral craft blogs and Pinterest, so I was completely on my own when I was planning our wedding reception. It was pretty nice, but there are a few things I definitely wish I had done differently: my biggest regrets are that I &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; wear hot pink shoes and we &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; dance to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E_XdsZRU18k"&gt;"First Day of My Life" by Bright Eyes&lt;/a&gt;. We thought the line "I'm glad I didn't die before I met you" was too morbid, but boy, I wish we had just danced to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But if I could go back and really re-do &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;, I would do a really elaborate themed wedding. I think they are so fun. And (maybe some of you don't know this about me yet) since I collect vintage globes, I just fell in love with this &lt;a href="http://www.hostessblog.com/2011/11/diy-vintage-style-travel-themed-wedding/"&gt;vintage travel wedding&lt;/a&gt;. Something like that--super kitschy, all DIY and thrifted--would have been soooo fun! My globe collection would have fit in perfectly, and so would these cute &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/vintage_beach_destination_save_the_date_postcard_invitation-161358815864480274"&gt;vintage travel-stye postcard &lt;/a&gt;Save the Date cards (another thing I &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; do).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If vintage travel isn't your thing, there are &lt;em&gt;tons&lt;/em&gt; of great &lt;a href="http://pmcustomweddings.com/wedding-stamps/"&gt;wedding stamps &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://pmcustomweddings.com/save-the-date-cards/"&gt;save the date cards&lt;/a&gt; found here to inspire you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What would &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; re-do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am participating in a blogger campaign by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bucks2blog.com"&gt;Bucks2Blog&lt;/a&gt; for wedding stamps and save the date cards and was compensated. However, the views and opinions are my own.&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/4832065599631317003-6709167270689324896?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6709167270689324896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6709167270689324896&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6709167270689324896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6709167270689324896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2012/01/wedding-re-do.html' title='Wedding re-do'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-1053757697228820310</id><published>2012-01-01T21:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:55:14.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year&apos;s'/><title type='text'>{My Resolutions}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, it's that time of year again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The time of year when everyone makes long lists of the things they want to change about themselves--so basically, a long list of all the things they feel they fall short on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wow, that is so depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, here's my list for 2012:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) Do better at doing my girls' hair. I am really, really bad at it. They both have very thin, flyaway hair and Tempe has weird waves on one side of her hair but not the other, and I just don't know how to do it. But I'm tired of them looking like ragamuffins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) Run a 5k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) Healthy and creative breakfasts, snacks, lunches, and dinners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) Organize, declutter, and clean our WHOLE house, starting with the master bedroom and then the garage. After three years in our little house, we've started to accumulate quite a bit of clutter and junk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) Finally, be an involved, caring mother. I've really struggled a lot since Juno was born--I used to do so many fun projects and activities with my girls, and we rarely do anything anymore. Juno is 13 months old now, so I really am out of excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you want to accomplish this year?&lt;/strong&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/4832065599631317003-1053757697228820310?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1053757697228820310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=1053757697228820310&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1053757697228820310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1053757697228820310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-resolutions.html' title='{My Resolutions}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-8151248407140496763</id><published>2011-12-30T13:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T14:20:36.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>New Year's Eve Fondue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, a few years ago I posted about how we have &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2009/12/chinese-new-years-eve.html"&gt;Chinese food on New Year's Eve&lt;/a&gt;. But this year I am starting a new New Year's tradition.... fondue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm not very adventurous when I make fondue. I always make the same recipe: cheese and mustard fondue. It's soooo good, there's really no reason to try anything else! I adapted this recipe from the &lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2011/01/chicken-cordon-bleu-bread-bowls.html"&gt;chicken cordon bleu bread bowls &lt;/a&gt;from Mel's Kitchen Cafe (which is a great recipe, by the way!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4 tablespoons butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1/2 cup minced onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2 cloves garlic, finely minced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2 tablespoons flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1/2 cup apple juice (don't leave it out!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 1/4 cups chicken broth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1/2 cup heavy cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2 tablespoons stone ground mustard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 teaspoon dried thyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1/4 cup mozzarella cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. In a 10-inch skillet, melt the butter over medium heat. Stir in the onions and garlic, stirring often until softened and fragrant. Sprinkle in the flour and stir to incorporate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Gradually add the chicken broth and apple juice, whisking to avoid clumps. Stir in the cream, mozzarella cheese, mustard, and thyme. Simmer for 5-6 minutes or until the mixture is thickened. Sometimes I add a tablespoon or two of flour to help it thicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Once the fondue is thick, you can transfer it to whatever you want to serve it in: a fondue pot or a toasted bread bowl. For dippers, I serve cooked red potatoes, carrots, sugar snap peas, bread cubes, steamed broccoli, grilled chicken, chunks of summer sausage, apple chunks (believe me on this, it is soooo good). I think the apples are my favorites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For dessert, we're doing a basic chocolate fondue. I keep it simple: equal parts semi-sweet chocolate chips and whipping cream melted together. I don't even bother putting it in a fondue pot--it goes straight to a bowl. We dip marshmallows, rice krispie treats, strawberries, bananas, pound cake, grapes, etc. If you don't finish it all, you can stick it in a tupperware container and put it in the fridge to save for later. Just reheat it when you're ready for more yumminess!&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/4832065599631317003-8151248407140496763?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8151248407140496763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=8151248407140496763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8151248407140496763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8151248407140496763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-years-eve-fondue.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve Fondue'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-544323121432371665</id><published>2011-12-30T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T14:47:23.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Happy Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Merry Christmas to all of you! Now that it's been almost a week, I feel like the holiday is finally ending and we're getting our lives back to normal. Our decorations are coming down tomorrow and the piles of presents have finally made their way upstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We spent Christmas Eve with Jason's dad's family. We got home around 9 and let the girls open their traditional Christmas Eve pajamas, then we all got Santa's treat ready, spread the reindeer food on the front steps, and watched a video of the Nativity. The girls went right to sleep and didn't wake up until 8! We had church at 11, so we just looked at our Santa presents/ stockings before breakfast and then had overnight french toast, bacon, and orange julius. Our church service was lovely and it was nice to spend the majority of the morning focused on our Savior, not our new junk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After church, we changed into comfy clothes and then dove into presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We were totally spoiled this year. I am blessed with a husband who loves giving, plus two sets of parents (mine and his) that are the same way. Santa brought all three of our girls Pillow Pets (a moose for Tempe, a unicorn for Helena, and a pig for Juno) and was very excited because he found a great deal on knock-offs for $6 that look exactly like the real thing! They also got new clothes, movies, books,&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/homemade-gift-giving-library-bags.html"&gt; library bags&lt;/a&gt;, candy, puzzles, and a Littlest Pet Shop for Tempe and a Spiderman bobble head for Helena. Grandma Jan gave them a kids' digital camera (V-Tech) to share which is probably the most played with gift of all. Tempe is my little shutterbug now and I have to clear the memory card (which holds 500 pictures!) multiple times a day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jason got me a Kitchenaid (apple green), which I am totally excited about. I made my favorite roll recipe yesterday and it was sooooo much better made in the Kitchenaid. I'm not as good at gift-giving as he is, but he did get slippers, both seasons of Flight of the Concords, some white shirts for work/church (boring), and a couple of movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our present from my family is a pretty big one and we get to enjoy the anticipation for a few more months: we're going to Disneyland in May!!! &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/4832065599631317003-544323121432371665?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/544323121432371665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=544323121432371665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/544323121432371665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/544323121432371665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5256227293714147849</id><published>2011-12-23T15:08:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T15:25:36.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas tree family history</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every year when we decorate our Christmas tree, I have such a fun time reminiscing over each and every ornament. Jason's family has a tradition of giving each child an ornament every year that is meaningful in some way, and we've continued this tradition. There are so many happy memories, triumphs, and achievements on our Christmas tree--it's like a little window into our family history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cihR_DH-fiE/TvT8W6cXhiI/AAAAAAAAC7g/PU-Tltz8RqI/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689449699851339298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cihR_DH-fiE/TvT8W6cXhiI/AAAAAAAAC7g/PU-Tltz8RqI/s400/008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Instead of a star or an angel at the top of our tree, we have a Christmas mouse. He is special not because of where he came from (I can't even remember) but what he represents: that the love of Christ our Savior extends even to the most humble of all creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JN4c9pO_CLs/TvT8WgqXMZI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/oPTw2OrAEMM/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689449692930716050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JN4c9pO_CLs/TvT8WgqXMZI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/oPTw2OrAEMM/s400/007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Living in Wyoming for three years was such a growing experience for our family. We moved there just four months after getting married and it was culture shock for both of us. Not only did we have to adjust to the law school lifestyle, but there was also isolation and loneliness--not to mention the weather. Oh, the weather... it was a hard first year, but something that our little family really benefited from. I have dear memories from our three years in Laramie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fneMNwgUj8g/TvT8QQlJRII/AAAAAAAAC7I/skNFLbg06HI/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689449585534649474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fneMNwgUj8g/TvT8QQlJRII/AAAAAAAAC7I/skNFLbg06HI/s400/006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our first Christmas as a family of three was just magical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zz5_WnmEdi8/TvT8QYIGDII/AAAAAAAAC7A/ARx0Uv3JbR0/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689449587560287362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zz5_WnmEdi8/TvT8QYIGDII/AAAAAAAAC7A/ARx0Uv3JbR0/s400/004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Jason and I got this Mickey and Minnie ornament at Disneyland in 2009 when we took our very first family vacation. That trip was by the far the best trip we have ever had--and maybe ever will have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ggClkkkIRLk/TvT8LO7EhdI/AAAAAAAAC60/RhLcNalY-iQ/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689449499190396370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ggClkkkIRLk/TvT8LO7EhdI/AAAAAAAAC60/RhLcNalY-iQ/s400/003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We found out that the bank accepted our offer on my dream house just a week or two before Christmas in 2008, closed a few weeks after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rBPQJIfsBIc/TvT8K6RAxqI/AAAAAAAAC6o/JjTxPuJcPvg/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689449493645280930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rBPQJIfsBIc/TvT8K6RAxqI/AAAAAAAAC6o/JjTxPuJcPvg/s400/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; My mom gave us this little silver house the first Christmas we were married. You can't see, but it's engraved with "Kate and Jason, 2005".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There are so many other ornaments that are special to us--the girls' first Christmas ornaments, the little Jason and Kate snowmen we bought the year we were engaged, the set of Christmas symbol ornaments that my mother-in-law gave us when we got married, ornaments from the years we graduated... I look forward to adding to our Christmas tree family history every year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4832065599631317003-5256227293714147849?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5256227293714147849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5256227293714147849&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5256227293714147849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5256227293714147849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-tree-family-history.html' title='Christmas tree family history'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cihR_DH-fiE/TvT8W6cXhiI/AAAAAAAAC7g/PU-Tltz8RqI/s72-c/008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-2327374239403160570</id><published>2011-12-22T21:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T21:52:02.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Christmas cocoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a few requests for my crock pot hot cocoa recipe--sorry I didn't post it earlier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10 cups milk&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup cocoa&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;2 cups hot water&lt;br /&gt;Pour milk into Crockpot and turn on high heat. Mix together sugar, cocoa, salt, and hot water in a heavy saucepan. Boil 3 minutes, stirring often. Pour into milk and stir. Cover and cook on high heat 2-2 1/2 hours. Stir before serving. Makes 12 servings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometimes after the initial 2 hours on high, I turn it down to low and leave it all day. It stays the perfect temperature and is so nice to come home to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You should totally make it on Christmas morning.&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/4832065599631317003-2327374239403160570?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2327374239403160570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=2327374239403160570&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2327374239403160570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2327374239403160570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-cocoa.html' title='Christmas cocoa'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6060793639892370794</id><published>2011-12-21T14:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T14:52:08.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Homemade gift giving: Library bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I try to make at least a few of my kids' presents for Christmas every year (in 2009 I made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2009/07/christmas-in-july.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;almost everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tempe and Helena love checking out books by themself. Love, love, love. Every week when we go to the library, they beg me to let them use my card by themselves while I stay in the children's section with Juno. They are very polite, and since we go to the library almost every single Wednesday, the librarians all know them and think they are the cutest girls ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So this year one of their Christmas presents is personalized library bags and their very own library cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2vy90CLNxk/TvJRciTVpQI/AAAAAAAAC6c/LmsA_pCPW5g/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688698830008460546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2vy90CLNxk/TvJRciTVpQI/AAAAAAAAC6c/LmsA_pCPW5g/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;{Tempe's is the purple moose and Helena's is the blue Disneyland castle.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bought the canvas bags at Walmart (3 for $6) and did freezer paper stencils on them. I used the new Martha Stewart line of paint at Michaels in the glittery finish. The paint is so awesome. It is pure glitter and sparkle and you can use it on &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; surface!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, some of you might be thinking I am crazy for giving my 3 year old and 5 year old their own library cards. We have some strict library card usage rules in this house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) The card is tied to the library bag. It remains tied to the bag at all times so that it doesn't get lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) The cards each have a limit of only 10 books, and only books from the children's section. I can adjust the settings as they grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) Even though there is a 10 book limit, my personal rule is we only check out books that can fit in the library bag. If the bag is full, then that's it: no more books this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) At home, we keep library books in the library bag and the library bag on the bottom shelf of our gigantic bookshelves. That we way always know where books are. I estimate this has saved me approximately $10000000000 in library fines over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you making for Christmas gifts this year?&lt;/strong&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/4832065599631317003-6060793639892370794?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6060793639892370794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6060793639892370794&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6060793639892370794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6060793639892370794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/homemade-gift-giving-library-bags.html' title='Homemade gift giving: Library bags'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2vy90CLNxk/TvJRciTVpQI/AAAAAAAAC6c/LmsA_pCPW5g/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5029120188129283505</id><published>2011-12-18T18:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T19:22:05.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip dysplasia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>a Christmas story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to tell you a story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This story starts just over a year ago, the day after Juno was born. The pediatrician on call had just done her newborn examination and came to me with concerns about Juno's left hip. She said that it felt too loose and "clicked" when she flexed it, which could be an indication of a disorder called hip dysplasia. She urged me to call Primary Children's Medical Center and make an appointment for Juno to be seen by a pediatric radiologist and orthopedist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I mostly shrugged it off. The doctor at the hospital wasn't our normal pediatrician, so I told myself that if our (&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2010/12/conversation-with-my-pediatrician.html"&gt;admittedly crazy&lt;/a&gt;) pediatrican still felt it was an issue when he saw Juno a week later, I would call and make the appointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At Juno's one week checkup, our crazy doctor said he felt like Juno's hip was normal, but he trusted the pediatrician on call enough to agree that Juno should be seen by a specialist. He even set up the appointment for me, on Juno's one month birthday--they couldn't get us in before that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fast forward one month. I had pretty much pushed any worries of HD out of my mind. Juno seemed so normal that I couldn't imagine anything was wrong. I was sure that we would go to the hospital, do the ultrasound, and be reassured that we had a healthy, normal baby girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The day of the ultrasound arrived. I dropped Tempe and Helena off at my mother-in-law's house and drove to the hospital. As soon as I walked in, I knew in my heart that we wouldn't get any reassurance. I just knew that she had hip dysplasia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was calm as the radiologist did the ultrasound and showed me exactly what was wrong in Juno's hip. He seemed surprised when he showed me a picture of a Pavlik harness and I didn't bat an eye. It wasn't until I was driving home that it hit me. We were entering a realm of complete unknown (for us, at least) and it was scary. Adjusting to a third child was hard enough and now this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I picked my big girls up and when I got home, there was an envelope taped to our front door. Between Juno and the diaper bag and Tempe and Helena clawing at me, I barely managed to make it inside and I just dropped the envelope on the couch and forgot about it. It wasn't until several hours later that I opened it. Inside was an unsigned Christmas card and a $100 bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't say how much that meant to me. Nobody knew that I was taking Juno to get her hip checked out that day. Nobody knew there was even a possibility of anything being wrong. I know that one of our wonderful friends and neighbors was looking for someone to serve that day and was led to us. I hope that I can always listen to the Spirit and be led to those who need a boost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Merry Christmas.&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/4832065599631317003-5029120188129283505?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5029120188129283505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5029120188129283505&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5029120188129283505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5029120188129283505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-want-to-tell-you-story.html' title='a Christmas story'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-666130551999747927</id><published>2011-12-15T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T16:16:04.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Couch to 5k</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyone who knew me in high school is probably going to laugh hysterically when they read this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have a new goal--I'm going to run a 5k in the spring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I realize that a 5k is a pathetically short distance, but for someone who has never actually run an entire mile all at once, it's a lofty goal. I am the biggest non-runner out th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ere. Unfortunately, baby weight doesn't just melt off after the third baby! Totally unfair, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have a few friends who have done the &lt;a href="http://www.coolrunning.com/engine/2/2_3/181.shtml"&gt;Couch-to-5k program &lt;/a&gt;and really liked it. This program is designed to get non-runners (couch potatoes) ready to run a 5k in nine weeks. You start out literally running for 60 seconds and then walking for 90 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have a sweet friend and neighbor whose daughters have&lt;em&gt; volunteered&lt;/em&gt; to babysit my girls twice a week so I can go running. This makes me so happy for several reasons! First, now I don't have to drag my unwilling children along with me. I do have a jogging stroller (that fits all three children!) but I just can't imagine them sitting nicely for half an hour while I run. Ugh. It makes me shudder just thinking about it. Second, having a standing babysitting appointment will keep my accountable. I won't be able to decide it's too cold/I'm too tired/whatever other excuse and just not go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I started the program this week and so far, I really like it! I'm going to post about my progress every Saturday, so stay tuned.&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/4832065599631317003-666130551999747927?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/666130551999747927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=666130551999747927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/666130551999747927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/666130551999747927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/couch-to-5k.html' title='Couch to 5k'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7212787842116538761</id><published>2011-12-13T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T05:25:02.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storybook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairytales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert'/><title type='text'>Storybook Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://thirdparty.fmpub.net/placement/444535?fleur_de_sel=[timestamp]"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Duncan Hines for sponsoring my writing. There's no limit to the baking possibilities, so grab your favorite Duncan Hines mix and Comstock or Wilderness fruit fillings and Bake On! &lt;a href="http://r1.fmpub.net/?r=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.duncanhines.com&amp;amp;k4=3003&amp;amp;k5={banner_id}" target="_blank"&gt;www.duncanhines.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My sister-in-law Rachel is pregnant with her &lt;em&gt;fourth&lt;/em&gt; girl in less than six years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am of the opinion that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; babies deserve a baby shower, but when you have four in a row of the same gender, you &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; a baby shower!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Everything is trashed after three kids!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I was planning Rachel's shower, I kept thinking about how snug and cozy it is to sit by the fire with a stack of books and a mug of hot cocoa around Christmas. I wanted to incorporate that sense of comfort and coziness into Rachel's shower and have a great "girls' night in" enjoying yummy treats and good company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A storybook shower was the perfect theme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684679620231398482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmPDXZ9LGFQ/TuQJ_vHLhFI/AAAAAAAAC50/stgffzFeTag/s400/invitation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Along with incorporating different storybook/fairy tale elements throughout the shower, I decided to serve cookies and cocoa--because can you think of a better girls' night in during the holidays than a cookies and cocoa party?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684676241673417906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFQI7ookvWM/TuQG7FAL9LI/AAAAAAAAC5c/TbHptI_0ucg/s400/069.JPG" /&gt;I set the treat table with "storybook" things that I gathered from around the house: a stuffed dragon, wooden sword, and shield; Little Red Riding Hood's basket; and a few copies of Grimm's Fairy Tales and an old storybook from DI. All the cookies that I served were in cookie jars. I found the mushroom one and the pumpkin one at DI and my mother-in-law let me borrow her gingerbread man and old-woman-who-lived-in-a-shoe cookie jars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684676232607766258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Zwlnrl43OY/TuQG6jOxFvI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/ULTJEfZoi4Y/s400/068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had "Three Bears Porridge Cookies" (oatmeal craisin) and "Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater Cookies" (pumpkin)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684676224482397410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aPMncm2Xdng/TuQG6E9hzOI/AAAAAAAAC5E/ne1avZms_Uw/s400/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ... along with "Rumplestiltskin's Golden Haystacks" (butterscotch and chow mein noodles) and Gingerbread Men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684661270376899666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rqHjWpX5-ws/TuP5Tok8ZFI/AAAAAAAAC4U/ArisLOfHthk/s400/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Along with cookies, I had a hot cocoa bar. I made my famous crockpot hot cocoa and set out three different kinds of marshmallows (gingerbread, chocolate, and normal), whipped cream, sprinkles, chocolate syrup, and caramel syrup, and let people go crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684686287081922946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DR-VYC2bDIQ/TuQQDzENYYI/AAAAAAAAC6A/ad5U4DSY8X8/s400/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As a party favor, I made "Milk Mustaches". I just bought a mustache mold at Michael's and used vanilla bark. They're on sticks so you can hold them up to your face--pretty cute! I also used more storybook elements to decorate the hot cocoa bar--Rapunzel's braid, the frog prince and the princess's golden ball, a stack of Mother Goose books, and one of the three bears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRZBPgCs-2c/TuP6ALk7-uI/AAAAAAAAC4s/CfEUgqqkSBc/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684662035686357730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zRZBPgCs-2c/TuP6ALk7-uI/AAAAAAAAC4s/CfEUgqqkSBc/s400/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And there are the milk mustaches!&lt;br /&gt;We just played one short party game. I had Rachel pick a slip of paper out of a basket that had a storybook or fairy tale character written on it and then she answered yes or no questions for us to guess who she was. Simple and fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We had a great shower and we are so excited to welcome Rachel's baby in a few weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to check out Duncan Hines' website &lt;a href="http://r1.fmpub.net/?r=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.duncanhines.com&amp;amp;k4=3003&amp;amp;k5={banner_id}" target="_blank"&gt;www.duncanhines.com&lt;/a&gt; to find some great recipes for your holiday get-together! I was selected for this sponsorship by the &lt;a href="http://www.clevergirlscollective.com"&gt;Clever Girls Collective&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-7212787842116538761?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7212787842116538761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7212787842116538761&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7212787842116538761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7212787842116538761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/storybook-baby-shower.html' title='Storybook Baby Shower'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmPDXZ9LGFQ/TuQJ_vHLhFI/AAAAAAAAC50/stgffzFeTag/s72-c/invitation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7260746102069468142</id><published>2011-12-12T20:01:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T16:03:58.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>{comfort and joy}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://clk.atdmt.com/AVE/go/354243774/direct/01/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686494587415816498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6YdrbOA6wk/Tup8suwZ6TI/AAAAAAAAC6M/izjywQHndUI/s400/tempur%2Bpedic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://view.atdmt.com/AVE/view/354243774/direct/01/" width="0" height="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is sponsored by &lt;a href="http://clk.atdmt.com/AVE/go/354243774/direct/01/"&gt;Tempur-Pedic&lt;/a&gt;, the brand millions of owners trust to deliver their best night’s sleep every night. Enjoy our Buy 2, get 1 free pillow offer now and give the gift of custom comfort to someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahhh... "child me" never would have believed this, but I love winter. I really do. I grew up in North Carolina where winter is basically nonexistent, and back then, I was definitely a summer girl. But after we lived in Wyoming for three years (and it was winter most of those three years. No, seriously, it was.), I grew to really love winter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670585868658554546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C1MnNDm-Bnw/TrH3zbG-NrI/AAAAAAAACu0/xmqiyAQnKuI/s400/682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cuddling by a roaring fire, reading "'The Night Before Christmas" and listening to my little girls wonder what Santa will put in their stockings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5LK4z5pYSM/TrH4NB4qjDI/AAAAAAAACvM/5EuWMcH6R_o/s1600/658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670586308564257842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5LK4z5pYSM/TrH4NB4qjDI/AAAAAAAACvM/5EuWMcH6R_o/s400/658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Getting out those special books and movies that we only have out for a month every year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670586120785580114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1tymLaYP2A/TrH4CGWvUFI/AAAAAAAACvA/3MX94tIK6Qw/s400/633.JPG" /&gt;Yummy holiday treats and smells, like cranberries, peppermint, and cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;There is nothing like the holiday season!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort is the perfect gift for everyone on your holiday gift list, so be sure to take advantage of &lt;a href="http://clk.atdmt.com/AVE/go/354243774/direct/01/"&gt;Tempur-Pedic's&lt;/a&gt; Buy 2, get 1 free pillow offer! I was selected for this sponsorship by the &lt;a href="http://www.clevergirlscollective.com/"&gt;Clever Girls Collective&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-7260746102069468142?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7260746102069468142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7260746102069468142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7260746102069468142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7260746102069468142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/comfort-and-joy.html' title='{comfort and joy}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6YdrbOA6wk/Tup8suwZ6TI/AAAAAAAAC6M/izjywQHndUI/s72-c/tempur%2Bpedic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-370753341009950982</id><published>2011-12-12T03:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T03:02:58.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free gift cards!!!</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;      &lt;p&gt;This is a Sponsored post written by me on behalf of &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/disclosure_clicks?oid=6845237'&gt;Gift Card Weekend&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://izea.in/r14Lk'&gt;SocialSpark&lt;/a&gt;. All opinions are 100% mine.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Ok, with Christmas coming up, I just had to pass this along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Have you ever heard of &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=20277&amp;amp;oid=6845237'&gt;Gift Card Weekend&lt;/a&gt;? Gift Card Weekend only happens once a year--it's a great event where select retailers like Applebees, JCPenney, Regal Cinema, Subway, Sephora, Bass Pro Shops, Adidas, Buca di Beppo, Lowe's, Spa Finder, Marriot, and GIant Eagle give featured offers and discounts when you redeem your holiday gift cards! That means that any gift card you give (or get) this holiday season can be worth even more if used during Gift Card Weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;The best part is YOU have the opportunity to win a free gift card from all the cool places every day on Facebook!!! How great would that be??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;All you have to do is &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=20279&amp;amp;oid=6845237'&gt;like&lt;/a&gt; Gift Card Weekend on Facebook. And if you share this opportunity with your friends, you get additional chances to win for every "like" you influence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Gift Card Weekend is giving away gift cards from cool places all month--next week (12/10-18) a $25 Applebees gift card will be given away every day, so check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;span class='placeholder'&gt;&lt;img alt='applebees_giftcard.jpg' src='https://img.skitch.com/20111204-fb1ja6j1abyprcu116wwi64txr.jpg'/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;span class='placeholder'&gt;Oh, and if you are giving away gift cards as gifts this year, be sure to tell the recipients about Gift Card Weekend so they can get more bang for their buck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;  &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/disclosure_clicks?oid=6845237'&gt;    &lt;img style='border:none;' src='http://app.socialspark.com/views?oid=6845237' border='0' alt='Visit Sponsor&amp;apos;s Site'/&gt;  &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/4832065599631317003-370753341009950982?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/370753341009950982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=370753341009950982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/370753341009950982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/370753341009950982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/free-gift-cards.html' title='Free gift cards!!!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4203943274346125085</id><published>2011-12-08T15:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T15:49:26.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>magical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After Helena and Juno and I picked Tempe up from preschool today, we came home to delicious crock pot hot cocoa and gingerbread rice krispie treats. When we were done with our snack, I put Juno down for a nap, and now Tempe and Helena are sitting by the fire, painting wooden animals for Juno's Christmas present, and watching The Royal Ballet's production of "The Nutcracker" from the 60s. They are both utterly enchanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is the most magical afternoon we have ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/4832065599631317003-4203943274346125085?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4203943274346125085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4203943274346125085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4203943274346125085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4203943274346125085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/magical.html' title='magical'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-751302829324964347</id><published>2011-12-04T21:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:34:56.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy weather'/><title type='text'>Lemons from lemonade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So we spent most of this weekend cleaning up from our massive wind storm on Thursday. We were even dismissed early from church to finish picking up debris because another storm was forecast for tonight (which hasn't arrived yet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now my garage is filled with debris. Good debris, the bad debris was taken to one of the many debris drop points. So far several city park parking lots are completely filled with trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have a section of the wooden fence that used to divide my backyard from my neighbor's. I have the beginnings of a project idea for our master bedroom that kills two birds with one stone: gives us our first headboard and also blocks the weird cutout thing/mirror wall over our bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also have a two foot section of the trunk from our sweet pussywillow tree that fell ;( ;( I think part of it will become bookends and the other part will be another treehouse toadstool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;also&lt;/em&gt; have a disc cut from the pussywill tree that wants to be a clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finally, a neighbor brought us a slide. We already have a slide for our treehouse, but I was thinking just a few days ago that I wish I had another slide so I could attach it to the gaping hole that drops down into our crawlspace. Our crawlspace is like an unfinished basement, only 4 feet high. I would &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; to quasi-finish it for a playroom for our kids, so now I am on the lookout for old rugs/carpets for the floor. Then I am going to fix the trapdoor so we can suspend it open. Then I am going to build a ladder. Then I am going to mount the slide next to the ladder so my kids can slide down, play, and then climb back up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's going to be SWEEEET.&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/4832065599631317003-751302829324964347?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/751302829324964347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=751302829324964347&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/751302829324964347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/751302829324964347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/lemons-from-lemonade.html' title='Lemons from lemonade'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4560487587739558602</id><published>2011-12-01T21:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T22:02:10.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>why I blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lately I have been having an identity crisis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think it's very common for a stay-at-home mom to feel that way. I love being a wife and mother; I love staying home with my three beautiful daughters. But sometimes I wish I had something else, some other way to define myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I started this blog just as a fun way to share stories about my kids and the different crafts, recipes, and activities I do. It used to be pure fun. I used to not care about comments or followers or stats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But for the past few months, I have been feeling completely inadequate--&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;about my blog&lt;/span&gt;. I know how ridiculous that sounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I let myself think that my identity was all wrapped up in my blog. That if a post didn't get a lot comments, it wasn't worth doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I started &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obsessing&lt;/span&gt; over how everyone else has better ideas than I do, or more followers than I do, or more sponsors than I do. I started obsessing over how I could bring in more money with my blog. Everything became a blog post for me--if I didn't think it would make a good blog post, I didn't do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I lost sight of why I started to blog--because it is a fun, creative outlet for my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am not saying this to guilt anyone into commenting, but last week I was feeling badly that my DI lamp makeover post didn't get any comments--I really like that project but when no one commented, I started second-guessing it and thinking maybe it wasn't as great as I thought. But then Tempe turned the lamp on and said "Oh Mom, I love to see the keys shining through--it is so beautiful!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All of a sudden I remembered why I made the lamp. Because I like it. Not because I need to be validated by my blog readers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I will never have a crazy famous craft blog. So what? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This blog is not my identity&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To my faithful followers who have stuck with me over the last turbulent year with Juno's hips and my identity crisis, thank you. I am sorry that I lost focus. Thanks for sticking with me, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'm sorry this post is so rambling and seems to be contradictory at some points. It was cathartic to get it all out :)&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/4832065599631317003-4560487587739558602?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4560487587739558602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4560487587739558602&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4560487587739558602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4560487587739558602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-i-blog.html' title='why I blog'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-998233951233610743</id><published>2011-12-01T17:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T18:01:24.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy weather'/><title type='text'>a blustery day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After living in Wyoming for three years, we got used to a lot of wind. One of the best things about living in Utah is that it's &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; windy all the time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the time--but Utah can get some very strong east winds, as we learned last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last night in our little corner of Utah, there were sustained gusts of wind from 70-80 mph for over 10 hours. In fact, gusts were even measured at 102 mph right by our house! That's a category 2 hurricane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jason and I were up all night long. The wind used to wake us up occasionally in Wyoming, but that was nothing compared to this. It sounded like our roof was about to be ripped off! In the morning, we were surpised to look out the window and see basically the aftermath of a hurricane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLRsJ3esun0/TtgftwFS6AI/AAAAAAAAC38/EcIo9u31KYM/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681325800789567490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLRsJ3esun0/TtgftwFS6AI/AAAAAAAAC38/EcIo9u31KYM/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I was so sad when Jason told me we lost our little tree. I loved that little tree right in the middle of our yard! We will definitely plant a new one next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaYKdkOBvCs/TtgfLzNh3sI/AAAAAAAAC3s/4UGeNbbJTzE/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681325217513856706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaYKdkOBvCs/TtgfLzNh3sI/AAAAAAAAC3s/4UGeNbbJTzE/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This tree was pressed up against the outside of our fence, and when it went over, it took two sections of fence with it! Our lot is next to a city owned lot and we're not sure exactly where the property line is. We're hoping that the tree was on their side of the line so they have to take care of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7A8c4GWjLo/TtgfLgHq-WI/AAAAAAAAC3k/gzDaPlLLpgo/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681325212389013858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7A8c4GWjLo/TtgfLgHq-WI/AAAAAAAAC3k/gzDaPlLLpgo/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I was happy to see that the treehouse I built with my own two hands survived the storm. The slide fell off, but wasn't damaged. We didn't lose any of the trees in our backyard, but as you can see, our yard is littered with branches and limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOButU1AE54/TtgeXjEQWNI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/_eXU_NAVaLw/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681324319826794706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOButU1AE54/TtgeXjEQWNI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/_eXU_NAVaLw/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Our poor next door neighbors lost almost their entire fence. I think these sections are all that made it through!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Overall, we got off very easy. Many of our neighbors lost roof shingles and siding, huge mature trees, entire fences. There are even a few houses that were facing into the wind with garage doors that just crumpled up! Our power has been out since about 5 am and the temperature in our house was down to 57 around noon when we came over to Jason's parent's house. They are apparently the only street in their town that still has power. We've heard rumors that power won't be restored for up to 48 hours!&lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-998233951233610743?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/998233951233610743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=998233951233610743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/998233951233610743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/998233951233610743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/12/blustery-day.html' title='a blustery day'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLRsJ3esun0/TtgftwFS6AI/AAAAAAAAC38/EcIo9u31KYM/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-645140663364957039</id><published>2011-11-27T17:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T21:21:09.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet time baskets'/><title type='text'>Quiet time baskets: Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 1px; HEIGHT: 1px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" alt="" src="http://images.demandmedia.s3.amazonaws.com/verify.png?id=B8kZF0llTEQozAEOjSI3sxB" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I should have posted this basket last week, before Thanksgiving--in case any of you needed some ideas to keep the kiddos occupied while the Thanksgiving cookfest was going on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGAnJfaQztw/TtLRBHExskI/AAAAAAAAC3M/2pmenlnV4eA/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679831897076773442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGAnJfaQztw/TtLRBHExskI/AAAAAAAAC3M/2pmenlnV4eA/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our Thanksgiving quiet time basket was simple, but fun. In fact, I'm going to keep it out for another week or so, because the girls really like it. I included a book by Tomie dePaola that I got at Seagull Book for $1. Then I raided my girls' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2010/09/play-kitchen-tips-and-tricks.html"&gt;play kitchen&lt;/a&gt; for Thanksgiving-esque food. I ended up with two green plates and a wooden Melissa and Doug crate with a turkey leg, corn on the cob, a baked potato, a roll, and a piece of cherry pie. I also included an old kitchen timer and two empty spice containers that I added dry beans to (mostly for Juno's benefit, but the older girls liked shaking it, too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Need ideas on how to play with this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We turned the basket on its side and used it as our pretend oven. We shook the "seasonings" all over the food, put them in the pretend oven, and then set the pretend timer. While our food was "cooking", we read the Thanksgiving book and pointed out what foods in the book we ate at our own Thanksgiving feast. This is also a great opportunity to talk about table manners or food groups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Want more ideas? Check out the rest of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/search/label/quiet%20time%20baskets"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;quiet time baskets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-645140663364957039?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/645140663364957039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=645140663364957039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/645140663364957039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/645140663364957039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/quiet-time-baskets-thanksgiving.html' title='Quiet time baskets: Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGAnJfaQztw/TtLRBHExskI/AAAAAAAAC3M/2pmenlnV4eA/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4558462234536585797</id><published>2011-11-25T19:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T19:55:51.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>gobble gobble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We've always gone to my lovely mother-in-law's house for Thanksgiving, but this year I decided to tackle the feast on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was pretty nervous about the turkey, but I'm happy to report that everything turned out great! I used a meat thermometer and an oven bag and rubbed it with olive oil, garlic, rosemary, onion salt, and pepper, and the turkey was juicy, crispy and perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdzrLoFL014/TtBQ_y1Yu2I/AAAAAAAAC3E/G7wTmbWqXoY/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679128187021867874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdzrLoFL014/TtBQ_y1Yu2I/AAAAAAAAC3E/G7wTmbWqXoY/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Here I am with my first turkey! (and my trashed kitchen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hzLTZKp8fnk/TtBQ-7JZDDI/AAAAAAAAC20/8KlF5gaFLIo/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679128172073389106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hzLTZKp8fnk/TtBQ-7JZDDI/AAAAAAAAC20/8KlF5gaFLIo/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Don't I have the cutest husband?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sNFP712Usu4/TtBQ-ZgbhuI/AAAAAAAAC2o/_v8ut8Az6Qc/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679128163043215074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sNFP712Usu4/TtBQ-ZgbhuI/AAAAAAAAC2o/_v8ut8Az6Qc/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jason's big job was carving the turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Along with the bird, I made mashed potatoes and gravy, sweet potatoes, stuffing, the world's best dinner rolls, spinach salad, carmelized green beans, pasta salad and the most delicious cranberry sauce ever. We also had spinach and artichoke dip in bread bowls with fresh veggies, cream cheese and raspberry walnut chutney with crackers, sweet potato fries and cranberry mustard, and sugared cranberries. Yeah, that's a lot of food. We have soooooo much left over!! I made everything (but the gravy) from scratch and spread it out over most of the week. I like cooking, but that's a lot to do all in one day!&lt;br /&gt;My two brothers and my sister have been spending the holidays with us and it's been fun. I'm so happy they live nearby--we have so much fun together! Not to brag, but we are a very witty, clever, funny family.&lt;br /&gt;And here's a short list of what I'm grateful for: Jason. Tempe. Helena. Juno. my parents. Jason's parents. All of our siblings. the rest of our family. our house. Jason's job. America. food. the internet. a &lt;em&gt;warm&lt;/em&gt; house. the Gospel of Jesus Christ. freedom. enough money for our needs and almost all of wants. good friends. a great neighborhood and neighbors. Disneyland. changing seasons. my education. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-4558462234536585797?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4558462234536585797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4558462234536585797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4558462234536585797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4558462234536585797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/gobble-gobble.html' title='gobble gobble'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdzrLoFL014/TtBQ_y1Yu2I/AAAAAAAAC3E/G7wTmbWqXoY/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6178701036854482818</id><published>2011-11-22T11:46:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T14:46:04.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do it yourself'/><title type='text'>DI lamp makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So now that we have&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/gigantic-bookshelves.html"&gt; 8 1/2 foot by 12 foot bookcases&lt;/a&gt; in our living room, I needed to find enough things to fill them up. Honestly, we could have lined each shelf with books and filled every one (we have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of books), but I wanted to break it up just a little bit. The living room also needed major help with the lighting situation. Our house has really weird electrical--like two lights controlled by two different switches in the very, very small hall bath, but only two small recessed lights in the large, vaulted ceiling living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zWQCcXHChHk/TsvwMyzc6pI/AAAAAAAAC2c/tBgWvmTq43g/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677895857817315986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zWQCcXHChHk/TsvwMyzc6pI/AAAAAAAAC2c/tBgWvmTq43g/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been hanging on to this lamp from DI for a while. It fits so nicely on the photo-album-shelf, right next to the couch. I really like the shape and the color, but it's really nothing special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I decided to do something &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cheap and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; simple to make this lamp a little bit more exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677895431334973298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gM3YZZgTPq8/Tsvvz-CIz3I/AAAAAAAAC2Q/WDX--1Qp57s/s400/001.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I bought skeleton keys from the $1 section at Michael's and hot glued them to the inside of the shade. When the lamp is off, it just looks like a plain white shade. But when it's on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677895109469217058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09IfbuM6pi0/TsvvhO_XISI/AAAAAAAAC2E/OkN-WVtB65I/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Isn't that more fun??? I just love that it's a little surprise every time I turn it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also going on in this room: vintage globe collection. manual typewriter. still looking for new throw pillow/windowseat/curtain fabric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I had more keys (there are actually 4, spaced equally around the shade), but I got all the keys my Michael's had and they haven't made a reappearance :(&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/4832065599631317003-6178701036854482818?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6178701036854482818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6178701036854482818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6178701036854482818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6178701036854482818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/di-lamp-makeover.html' title='DI lamp makeover'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zWQCcXHChHk/TsvwMyzc6pI/AAAAAAAAC2c/tBgWvmTq43g/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5460414815745268962</id><published>2011-11-19T21:57:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:07:09.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet time baskets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensory activities'/><title type='text'>Quiet Time Baskets: Nature and Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a while since I posted any quiet time baskets, and that's because I haven't changed them out in a while. But I got some fun stuff for a Thanksgiving basket and a snow basket, so I had to make room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOIFo7h00IE/TsiJbKZjUTI/AAAAAAAAC14/cIK1myciFYo/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676938430041510194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOIFo7h00IE/TsiJbKZjUTI/AAAAAAAAC14/cIK1myciFYo/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Nature basket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I painted the cupholders of a fast food drink caddy red, orange, yellow, green, and brown and the girls were supposed to take it outside and fill each container with things of that color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Assorted pinecones and rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A magnifying glass, a small flashlight, and a makeup brush for examining rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A birdhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Four flipbooks of insect, bug, and bird trivia with magnifying glasses to look at the slides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYn79QTqg34/TsiJaABsT3I/AAAAAAAAC1s/uhZeMET-xo0/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676938410077212530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYn79QTqg34/TsiJaABsT3I/AAAAAAAAC1s/uhZeMET-xo0/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Halloween basket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Halloween playdough (lime green, purple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rolling pin and cookie cutters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glow in the dark skeleton (it's the same size as Helena)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A test tube of glop from the dollar section at Target and a Halloween segmented plate to play with it on (ONLY ON THE PLATE!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A science experiment workbook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A picture book about pumpkins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A picture book about a haunted house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Geeky glasses to go with the mad scientist stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Be sure to click on the quiet time baskets link to see more ideas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-5460414815745268962?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5460414815745268962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5460414815745268962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5460414815745268962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5460414815745268962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/quiet-time-baskets-nature-and-halloween.html' title='Quiet Time Baskets: Nature and Halloween'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOIFo7h00IE/TsiJbKZjUTI/AAAAAAAAC14/cIK1myciFYo/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6839423308161246133</id><published>2011-11-18T13:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T13:45:25.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><title type='text'>Juno is ONE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe it has been a whole year (yesterday) since this&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2010/11/june-with-party-at-end-of-it.html"&gt; little darling joined our family&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Juno Kate turned one yesterday. Am I a bad mom because I didn't take a picture of her on her actual birthday? She had a cute outfit--jeans (I finally found a pair that fit her!!), a "Birthday Girl" shirt that all three of my kids have worn on their first two birthdays, a ruffly cardigan, a double breasted pea coat, and a brown beanie. Jason said "Wow, our baby is a hipster!" when he came home from work. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Juno weighs about 12 1/2 pounds. So far she is the smallest of my three girls. Tempe was 14 pounds on her first birthday, Helena 15 pounds. But don't let her small size fool you! She is just as active and into things as any other one year old. She can crawl &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really fast&lt;/span&gt; when she wants something (usually something her sisters have). She can pull all the DVDs off the shelf. She can pull herself to a stand and is starting to cruise along furniture. She's even starting to experiment with letting go of whatever she pulled up on! She can climb stairs. She can climb out of her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bumbo&lt;/span&gt; seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Proof:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjtDzmTL8Cs/Tsa9TAiw1FI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/WfPIJ5J8oH8/s1600/204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676432514608059474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjtDzmTL8Cs/Tsa9TAiw1FI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/WfPIJ5J8oH8/s400/204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This is how she insists on eating dinner. No matter how many times I sit her back down, she immediately climbs back up and sits on the edge--and continues to eat from her tray. And yes, she has fallen out (just onto the counter). I don't leave her alone in it, but she is &lt;strong&gt;fast! &lt;/strong&gt;I guess I have to get out our real high chair... the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bumbo&lt;/span&gt; is so much easier because I can just put the whole thing in the sink to wash off after mealtime, plus it sits on the counter so I don't have to sweep the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzSGQbHYz5Y/Tsa9S7WiOmI/AAAAAAAAC1M/JklLYYlVtDE/s1600/191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676432513214593634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzSGQbHYz5Y/Tsa9S7WiOmI/AAAAAAAAC1M/JklLYYlVtDE/s400/191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She is a happy girl. Sometimes not, but usually. She sits on the edge of her crib like this, just waiting patiently for me to come get her after her nap. And boy, is she happy when someone comes in!! Some days she takes two naps, others just one, but she is mostly sleeping through the night now. Every once in a while she needs someone to come find her pacifier or fill up her cup of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NYP5PXqo5qo/Tsa9SoDNbyI/AAAAAAAAC1E/G9jqKxqx3Qc/s1600/187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676432508033265442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NYP5PXqo5qo/Tsa9SoDNbyI/AAAAAAAAC1E/G9jqKxqx3Qc/s400/187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; She's not talking yet (not even close), but she does wave, clap, and hold up one finger to say "I'm one!" Oh, she also blows on her hot food and this morning she put a whistle in her mouth (backwards) and started blowing. Last week I was trying to get us all out the door for a doctor's appointment and I was clapping my hands kind of angrily, saying "Let's go, let's go!!!" Then I looked down and Juno was clapping her hands with the biggest smile on her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As for her hips, she had a follow-up on Halloween, where they did an x-ray and examined her hips. Her hip socket is still too shallow, but her hip is in the socket and her doctor doesn't think it will dislocate again. Now that she is putting more weight on it by standing and crawling (and soon, walking!), the socket should deepen. She's completely through with her nighttime hip brace and doesn't go back until May!&lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-6839423308161246133?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6839423308161246133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6839423308161246133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6839423308161246133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6839423308161246133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/juno-is-one.html' title='Juno is ONE!!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjtDzmTL8Cs/Tsa9TAiw1FI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/WfPIJ5J8oH8/s72-c/204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-8245695321609535059</id><published>2011-11-16T16:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T10:27:53.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno&apos;s party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Juno's party: {the party favor}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's the most important part of a kid's birthday party?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Birthday cake!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanted to send Juno's guests home with a little taste of the joy and innocence of a child's birthday, so I decided to make cake batter bark. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yI0lB5_5F_w/TsCe51va4BI/AAAAAAAACx4/uIbtgaD1f3M/s1600/207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674710247002529810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yI0lB5_5F_w/TsCe51va4BI/AAAAAAAACx4/uIbtgaD1f3M/s400/207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jason's mom gave us this adorable suitcase when we got married. It was filled with all of Jason's kindergarten and elementary school papers and projects. The girls love looking through Daddy's artwork! This suitcase was perfect set by the front door with the party favors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674710248362482818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWOay_0ujTE/TsCe56zqHII/AAAAAAAACxk/zgdRMGdqaUM/s400/208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpEbD5Ra6YM/TsCe5ni5yQI/AAAAAAAACxc/2w0UPCokguQ/s1600/209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674710243191933186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpEbD5Ra6YM/TsCe5ni5yQI/AAAAAAAACxc/2w0UPCokguQ/s400/209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't that look scrumptious? (Ask my butt, it will tell you that it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; scrumptious)&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever made any kind of bark, you will know how simple it is.&lt;br /&gt;1. Prepare a cookie sheet by covering it with wax paper or freezer paper.&lt;br /&gt;2. Melt one bag of semi-sweet chocolate chips over medium heat until smooth and glossy. I know that most people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;say you should use high quality chocolate for melting--I have found that store brand chocolate chips work just fine! The secret is you&lt;em&gt; have&lt;/em&gt; to buy semi-sweet. Milk chocolate just doesn't work. When the chocolate is smooth and glossy, use a rubber spatula to spread it across the cookie sheet. Stick the cookie sheet in the freezer for about 20 minutes to let the chocolate set.&lt;br /&gt;3. After the chocolate has set, melt one package of vanilla bark over medium heat until smooth and glossy. Stir in dry cake mix--yep, just straight out of the box! I used about 1/3 of a cup because I really wanted to taste the cake flavor. Carefully spread the vanilla bark over the chocolate layer and sprinkle colorful jimmies all over.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put the bark back in the freezer until set, and then break it up into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt;. Perfect for gift-giving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PS: Jason's awesome aunt &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.margaretephotography.blogspot.com"&gt;Margaret &lt;/a&gt;took all these party pictures for me. Thanks, Margaret! &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/4832065599631317003-8245695321609535059?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8245695321609535059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=8245695321609535059&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8245695321609535059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8245695321609535059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/junos-party-party-favor.html' title='Juno&apos;s party: {the party favor}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yI0lB5_5F_w/TsCe51va4BI/AAAAAAAACx4/uIbtgaD1f3M/s72-c/207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5003458870806691143</id><published>2011-11-16T15:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T10:28:54.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno&apos;s party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade details'/><title type='text'>Juno's party: {the activities}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since we were having such a huge age range at this party (a bunch of little kids, some teens and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tweens&lt;/span&gt;, and adults), I just put together a few little activities people could do (or not do) as they mingled and ate.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the traditions I am trying to start is a service project at each child's birthday party. Juno's service project was a no-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brainer&lt;/span&gt;: we made cards for patients at Primary Children's Medical Center, where she had surgery earlier in the year. My kitchen counter was dedicated to this activity, with blank cards, a box of crayons, and tons of stickers to inspire our guests. I have a neighbor who is a child life specialist at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PCMC&lt;/span&gt;, so the day after our party I rounded up all the decorated cards and dropped them off at her house for her to distribute to her patients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2iup1Crlw20/TsQ-SKiB4II/AAAAAAAAC04/flBkhTCDL-E/s1600/JunoBday004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675729912179318914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2iup1Crlw20/TsQ-SKiB4II/AAAAAAAAC04/flBkhTCDL-E/s400/JunoBday004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I also used the counter to display some Juno-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;memorabilia: her hip abduction brace and scrapbook...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOmm4pVg8Gg/TsQ-RzPIVuI/AAAAAAAAC0o/R-fHNyhpe5A/s1600/JunoBday005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675729905926035170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOmm4pVg8Gg/TsQ-RzPIVuI/AAAAAAAAC0o/R-fHNyhpe5A/s400/JunoBday005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4R_gbiEP7Y0/TsQ-RohTeAI/AAAAAAAAC0g/_iJMwNUWU4c/s1600/JunoBday003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675729903049472002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4R_gbiEP7Y0/TsQ-RohTeAI/AAAAAAAAC0g/_iJMwNUWU4c/s400/JunoBday003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ... and one of my favorite pictures of her and her body cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675729106976533602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1v644fyvMZg/TsQ9jS6ubGI/AAAAAAAAC0E/FpHwLnlXVrA/s400/JunoBday054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The other activity I had at the party was a photobooth. Yes, very trendy, but also fun.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675729112576909474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RGVUi9k9dyw/TsQ9jnx9YKI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/PDAFmDgUuUc/s400/JunoBday055.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I provided this basket full of props (funny glasses, masks, headbands, a heart wreath, an empty picture frame, a clown nose...), a backdrop, and a camera, and everyone took pictures. I think everyone participated! I can't wait until Juno is old enough to appreciate the funny pictures her relatives took at her party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1hB09T2tp4/TsQ9iowDg2I/AAAAAAAACz8/RFmSJFi4_us/s1600/JunoBday015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675729095657489250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1hB09T2tp4/TsQ9iowDg2I/AAAAAAAACz8/RFmSJFi4_us/s400/JunoBday015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I made the backdrop by painting a chevron pattern in party colors on a cheap plastic tablecloth from Wal-Mart. Cheveron is not fun to paint and I wanted to give up, but my friend Danielle gave me some advice and she has a great &lt;a href="http://danideej.blogspot.com/2011/07/diy-chevron-shower-curtain.html"&gt;tutorial&lt;/a&gt; on her blog--so I made it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S2UOw6DGRt0/TsQ9iI13gmI/AAAAAAAACzs/rrjPPbMGjL0/s1600/JunoBday013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675729087091933794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S2UOw6DGRt0/TsQ9iI13gmI/AAAAAAAACzs/rrjPPbMGjL0/s400/JunoBday013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/4832065599631317003-5003458870806691143?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5003458870806691143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5003458870806691143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5003458870806691143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5003458870806691143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/junos-party-activities.html' title='Juno&apos;s party: {the activities}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2iup1Crlw20/TsQ-SKiB4II/AAAAAAAAC04/flBkhTCDL-E/s72-c/JunoBday004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-3798917337341951830</id><published>2011-11-16T15:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T10:29:55.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno&apos;s party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party menu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Juno's party: {the food}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I served carnival inspired finger foods, cupcakes, and lime water. Simple, easy, and delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pigs in a blanket&lt;/strong&gt;: canned crescent roll dough wrapped around cocktail sausages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homemade soft pretzel bites:&lt;/strong&gt; I used &lt;a href="http://www.inkatrinaskitchen.com/2011/06/soft-pretzel-dogs.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;pretzel dough recipe, sans hot dogs, and just rolled them into balls instead of twisting into pretzels. Served with honey mustard dipping sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caramel apple slices&lt;/strong&gt;: Instead of serving apple slices with caramel dip, I made several caramel apples and used my apple corer/slicer to slice them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate covered peanut butter pretzels:&lt;/strong&gt; I covered PB Ritz Bits in melted chocolate and let them set up. Mmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675725476671626994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-IiMfuZGB0/TsQ6P--lnvI/AAAAAAAACy8/tE-FQ-Va9tQ/s400/JunoBday011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The green serving thing is from DI. It didn't come with the plates/dishes that go in it, so I bought some old tin pie plates and glued them in place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675725479885984466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-naMfHUtp5BU/TsQ6QK880tI/AAAAAAAACzI/CN-CJbMo-9w/s400/JunoBday002.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I carnivalized my glass cake stand with a scrapbook paper pennant banner. The cupcakes are Funfetti with Funfetti frosting--best frosting ever. I made the cupcake toppers by printing out a black and white picture of Juno and cutting carefully around her face. Then I glued a scrapbook paper triangle on her head, added a tissue paper pompom at the top and some trim along the bottom, and then glued everything onto popsicle sticks. The other cupcake toppers are simple pennants made from the same paper as the banner and the hats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675725484343017506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_FlZiWLdFgc/TsQ6QbjlwCI/AAAAAAAACzU/MKZUJV87tOU/s400/JunoBday033.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still can't believe she's one!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-3798917337341951830?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3798917337341951830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=3798917337341951830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3798917337341951830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3798917337341951830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/junos-party-food.html' title='Juno&apos;s party: {the food}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-IiMfuZGB0/TsQ6P--lnvI/AAAAAAAACy8/tE-FQ-Va9tQ/s72-c/JunoBday011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7086575010629501151</id><published>2011-11-16T12:52:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T10:31:01.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno&apos;s party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><title type='text'>Juno's party: {Hip Hip Hooray!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I have a serious problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I started planning Juno's birthday party in April. Yes, seven months before her first birthday, I had already picked a theme and started hashing out details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In my defense, April is when Juno had surgery and went into her body cast, and thinking about her birthday party was an escape for me &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; a reminder that our situation &lt;em&gt;would&lt;/em&gt; come to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe the best thing that has come from Juno's journey with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt; was this awesome party: Hip Hip Hooray! Get it? &lt;em&gt;Hip Hip&lt;/em&gt; Hooray?&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Because she has hip &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dysplasia&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; After all we've been through this year, I wanted her first birthday party to be a celebration of her triumph over crummy hips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675719163680790114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZakVAt2H1k/TsQ0ghQSFmI/AAAAAAAACyM/XrwPYrmwg44/s400/JunoBday007.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a basic idea of the color scheme I wanted to use, and when I found this adorable dress, that cemented it: chocolate brown, sunshine yellow, cherry red, sky blue, and grass green. The dress came with some awesome striped tights in the same color scheme and then I added the hat just because it was cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675719032329051378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hd6BnW2elkU/TsQ0Y37lnPI/AAAAAAAACyA/KHTCMFoW-l8/s400/invitation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I re-used the pennant banner design from our &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/06/sidewalk-chalk-festival.html"&gt;sidewalk chalk party &lt;/a&gt;earlier this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanted this party to be a cross between a carnival inspired party and the quintessential children's birthday party: paper lanterns and pompoms, sprinkles and birthday cake, clowns, balloons, and vintage toys. I actually had quite a few things on my to-do list that just didn't happen, like this &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2011/03/celebration-balloon-wreath/"&gt;balloon wreath&lt;/a&gt;, but I think I still managed to capture the essence of childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675719324607712002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-umd7Ov0dQg8/TsQ0p4wQCwI/AAAAAAAACyY/xyI5bKea3bI/s400/JunoBday006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got that GIGANTIC green lantern for $8 from &lt;a href="http://www.jennylarsen.com/index.py?func=next_display&amp;amp;display=40&amp;amp;idea=2&amp;amp;object=60"&gt;Urban Revivals&lt;/a&gt; in St. George. Why oh why is that store so far away?? The yellow and blue lanterns were bought for $1 each at Joann's and I made the red and brown pompoms and hung everything with fishing line over Juno's high chair and the food table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675719645414381202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmJRPb7OEio/TsQ08j2hVpI/AAAAAAAACyk/k1WXtGmmMyU/s400/JunoBday053.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't you just love that awesome high chair?? I searched in vain for a wooden high chair at thrift stores, so I borrowed this one from my friend Leah. And it was already the perfect color!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still have several posts about Juno's party, so I hope you haven't already lost interest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;*Linked up at &lt;a href="http://www.houseofhepworths.com/"&gt;House of Hepworths&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-7086575010629501151?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7086575010629501151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7086575010629501151&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7086575010629501151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7086575010629501151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/junos-party-hip-hip-hooray.html' title='Juno&apos;s party: {Hip Hip Hooray!}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZakVAt2H1k/TsQ0ghQSFmI/AAAAAAAACyM/XrwPYrmwg44/s72-c/JunoBday007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4203404900671022444</id><published>2011-11-13T21:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:49:13.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip dysplasia'/><title type='text'>{sneak peek}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Juno's first birthday party was tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We had a great time celebrating her first year with our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's just a sneak peek of her Hip Hip Hooray! party. I'll be posting about her party all week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NgbMP4DFmgQ/TsCdBytLspI/AAAAAAAACxU/EVHbwG0yGLc/s1600/216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674708184603538066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NgbMP4DFmgQ/TsCdBytLspI/AAAAAAAACxU/EVHbwG0yGLc/s400/216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6HRxCDL9Tk/TsCdBywYLrI/AAAAAAAACxA/j1sXslkmurw/s1600/211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674708184616939186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6HRxCDL9Tk/TsCdBywYLrI/AAAAAAAACxA/j1sXslkmurw/s400/211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbGGLUqbs3Q/TsCdBje7wbI/AAAAAAAACw4/mGfgeIDLno4/s1600/206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674708180517241266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbGGLUqbs3Q/TsCdBje7wbI/AAAAAAAACw4/mGfgeIDLno4/s400/206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOSgQfT9Ujk/TsCcp2liNsI/AAAAAAAACws/MQdzZiNwM7s/s1600/214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674707773328340674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOSgQfT9Ujk/TsCcp2liNsI/AAAAAAAACws/MQdzZiNwM7s/s400/214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4832065599631317003-4203404900671022444?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4203404900671022444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4203404900671022444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4203404900671022444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4203404900671022444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/sneak-peek.html' title='{sneak peek}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NgbMP4DFmgQ/TsCdBytLspI/AAAAAAAACxU/EVHbwG0yGLc/s72-c/216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4324970113590878339</id><published>2011-11-12T21:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T22:01:33.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting'/><title type='text'>adventures in thrifting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's no secret that I love going to D.I. I find a lot of great stuff there--&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/04/goodbye-coffee-table.html"&gt;like &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/04/goodbye-coffee-table.html"&gt;my most favorite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of furniture ever. &lt;/a&gt;I know that whenever I'm looking for something specific for my house or a party, all I have to do is go to D.I. often enough and I am bound to find it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So my latest "thing" is globes. I have this vision of filling the top shelves of our new &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/gigantic-bookshelves.html"&gt;gigantic bookshelves&lt;/a&gt; with globes. Globes of all different sizes, conditions, and eras. So far I have two and I'm hoping to find seven more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know I have seen globes at my local D.I. Lots of globes, all the time! But now that I am looking for so many, they have all disappeared. Have you ever noticed how that happens???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today I got a feeling. That "Get to the D.I. quick, it's there!!" feeling. So Helena and I rushed over. As soon as I walked to the back of the store, to the books and collectibles section, I saw it. A perfect, beat-up, completely outdated globe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In someone else's shopping cart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I am pretty bold when it comes to thrifting, so I asked the elderly man near by if that was his cart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Yes, why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Oh, I've just been looking for a globe for months..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Take it! I like the older ones better, anyway."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was ecstatic. Thanks, old man! You really made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then at the checkstand, the cashier noticed there was no price tag. She called her manager over, who said it was $5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I jokingly said "That sounds about right--I'm here a lot and I have a pretty good feel for your prices."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Her response?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"You do come here a lot. I recognized you and your daughter."&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/4832065599631317003-4324970113590878339?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4324970113590878339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4324970113590878339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4324970113590878339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4324970113590878339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/adventures-in-thrifting.html' title='adventures in thrifting'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4224126447568060780</id><published>2011-11-11T21:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:13:58.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>The funniest thing my kids have ever said</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: Did Grandpa K&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; {my dad}&lt;/span&gt; bring you anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helena&lt;/strong&gt;: No. Well, he brought us dinner. A dead chicken with it's dead head cut off so we couldn't see it's dead face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tempe:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, it was like an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unheaded&lt;/span&gt; mommy. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{she meant mummy}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still snort a little bit when I think of this conversation. Apparently, Tempe and Helena were very interested in the rotisserie chicken my dad brought for dinner when he was here a few weeks ago. They wanted to know what part of the chicken it was, and when he said it was the whole thing, they were confused because there was no head. It reminded me of the scene at the end of "A Christmas Story" when they are at a Chinese restaurant and the duck is "smiling" at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tempe and Helena have quite a collection of Littlest Pet Shop animals from our next door neighbor. They all have names and some of them are so funny! Today I had her tell me all their names and wrote them down. Here are the best:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ter-duh-ter-duh Turtle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Queen Mallory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hadley, nickname "Hadlish"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Newslady... yes, Newslady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Silver Mist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, Tempe recently was trying to soothe Juno, who was squawking in the car: "Oh, it's ok, you don't need to blast into sadness!"&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/4832065599631317003-4224126447568060780?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4224126447568060780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4224126447568060780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4224126447568060780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4224126447568060780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/funniest-thing-my-kids-have-ever-said.html' title='The funniest thing my kids have ever said'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7131217989811368009</id><published>2011-11-10T16:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T18:00:44.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Modest dresses: a friend to moms everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just got "into" dresses a few years ago. Until then, I always wore a skirt with a blouse to church. Every week. And I &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; wore skirts or dresses during the week! I could never find anything comfortable enough and also modest enough for a busy mom with young kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Enter Downeast Basics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By far, my favorite clothing store. I can always find so many cute things there for every season--including &lt;a href="http://www.downeastbasics.com/dresses.aspx"&gt;modest dresses&lt;/a&gt;! That makes me so happy because I love wearing dresses, even if I am just hanging around the house. It makes me feel like June Cleaver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The best thing about Downeast Basics dresses is that they are almost all truly one-piece outfits. Isn't that what dresses are supposed to be?? When I try to buy dresses other places, I almost always have to add a cami under it or a sweater over it--or sometimes both! Not only is that incredibly uncomfortable in the summer, but it also makes trying to nurse... interesting (although I have been able to manage it in almost every dress I own). I love that my Downeast Basics dresses are so easy for me to wear without having to worry about making the neckline high enough or the sleeves long enough. I can just pull it on in the morning and that's it! No bulging undershirts or hot sweaters, no worrying about whether it will ride up too high while I am chasing a child at the park or cleaning the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus--&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they are cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am participating in a blogger campaign by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bucks2blog.com"&gt;Bucks2Blog&lt;/a&gt; and was compensated. However, the views and opinions are my own.&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/4832065599631317003-7131217989811368009?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7131217989811368009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7131217989811368009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7131217989811368009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7131217989811368009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/modest-dresses-friend-to-moms.html' title='Modest dresses: a friend to moms everywhere'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-2150092895635672891</id><published>2011-11-09T13:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:14:36.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>So long, Cap'n Crunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you're friends with me on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, you might remember a few weeks ago I posted about how we are cutting out breakfast cereal. Instead, I have been making baked oatmeal, waffles, pancakes, toast, scrambled eggs, and mini &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;frittatas&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast. I make big batches a few times a week and freeze them, so our freezer is always full of yummy, filling breakfast items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You might be wondering why I am replacing breakfast cereal with things like waffles and pancakes. Well, I have a couple of reasons. The biggest one was cost. I was so sick of spending $20 a month just on cereal--and that was shopping sales and using coupons! I also was tired of giving my kids breakfast and hearing "Mom, I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hunnnngry&lt;/span&gt;!" 20 minutes later. Try as I might to convince them to eat something more filling for breakfast, all they ever wanted was a bowl of cold cereal with milk. Now they eat a big, hearty breakfast and stay full until lunchtime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here are some of our favorite breakfasts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2011/02/baked-oatmeal/"&gt;Baked oatmeal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/oatmeal-waffles/detail.aspx"&gt;Oatmeal banana waffles&lt;/a&gt; (just add a mashed banana to this recipe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pumpkin pancakes and apple syrup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/330179/bacon-egg-and-toast-cups?czone=holiday/spring-celebrations-cnt/celebration-mother-day"&gt;Bacon, eggs, and toast cups&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mini &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;frittatas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ot17RvFJ-Jg/TrrlKdkHBfI/AAAAAAAACwg/Q1M7DSQXmh8/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673098648524097010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ot17RvFJ-Jg/TrrlKdkHBfI/AAAAAAAACwg/Q1M7DSQXmh8/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We made mini &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;frittatas&lt;/span&gt; this morning. This is a great recipe for kids to help with--have any of you noticed that the more your kids help with preparing food, the more excited they are to eat?? My kids &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; helping! To make these, mix 1 cup half and half into 8 eggs and add 1 t salt. Whisk until well combined. Divide the egg mixture into a well-greased muffin tin. Then the fun begins!! Sprinkle your favorite ingredients into the egg mixture. This morning, we had crumbled bacon, orange and green diced bell peppers, halved cherry tomatoes, and cheddar cheese. Tempe and Helena were really excited to be in charge of making sure every cup got some toppings sprinkled on top. Bake at 350 degrees for 25 minutes or until puffy and the edges are brown. Serve with buttered toast and orange juice. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&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/4832065599631317003-2150092895635672891?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2150092895635672891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=2150092895635672891&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2150092895635672891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2150092895635672891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-long-capn-crunch.html' title='So long, Cap&apos;n Crunch'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ot17RvFJ-Jg/TrrlKdkHBfI/AAAAAAAACwg/Q1M7DSQXmh8/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5904157977590087613</id><published>2011-11-07T16:53:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:12:16.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do it yourself'/><title type='text'>GIGANTIC bookshelves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I have a really hard time coming up with a post title... so I decided to just go with something descriptive today :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You may remember the bane of my existence, the gigantic mirror wall in our living room. I've tried several things to improve it--this &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2010/01/lemons-out-of-lemonade.html"&gt;empty frame collage &lt;/a&gt;and painting the walls in the room. Both of those things helped, but it was a still a huge mirror with a crumbling corners and a crack at the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, a few months ago I was at my lovely friend Tanya's house (who is, by the way, a fabulous decorator and an amazing thrifter). She has a set of Ikea Lack bookshelves in her living room--they're the kind that have an open back. All of a sudden inspiration struck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ikea discontinued the Lack shelves, but that was ok, because I found &lt;a href="http://ana-white.com/2011/03/ikea-lack-inspired-bookcase"&gt;plans&lt;/a&gt; to build them on Ana White's website. And since my mirror is a monster (8 1/2 ft by 12 ft), I decided to modify the plans to make the bookshelves the same dimensions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luckily I waited until my dad was out here on a business trip. He did 90% of the work, but I learned a lot! Dad helped me assemble them and put them up and then I finished all the patching, sanding, priming, and painting, which was a huge job in and of itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jason and I spent the weekend categorizing books and arranging (and rearranging) them on the shelves. We also did a little furniture rearranging--I think the room feels so much more open and inviting now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2010/01/lemons-out-of-lemonade.html"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672406684997165810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7qGCvvap3E/Trhv04jOovI/AAAAAAAACwU/VTqsQ3YGY38/s400/222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Jason and I always said (from the time we were just dating!) that our dream house would have floor to ceiling bookshelves with a bookshelf ladder. Well, they aren't floor to ceiling because the ceiling is vaulted, but if it &lt;em&gt;weren't&lt;/em&gt; vaulted, they would be! I want to get the bookshelf ladder from Ikea to put at the end unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSYCSn05QvI/TrhvvYkhnLI/AAAAAAAACwI/0U_eNN5MD68/s1600/221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672406590513323186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSYCSn05QvI/TrhvvYkhnLI/AAAAAAAACwI/0U_eNN5MD68/s400/221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My poor photography skills are really not showcasing this project properly. You really have to see it in person to appreciate it's awesomeness! The shelves are directly against the mirror (and don't worry, they are anchored firmly in place) and so the back of the bookshelf is the mirror. It looks really neat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This room still has &lt;strong&gt;so many&lt;/strong&gt; things I want to change about it, but we will just have to get there one step at a time. In the meantime, at least I have an awesome shelving unit with tons of storage space and character!&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/4832065599631317003-5904157977590087613?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5904157977590087613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5904157977590087613&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5904157977590087613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5904157977590087613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/gigantic-bookshelves.html' title='GIGANTIC bookshelves'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7qGCvvap3E/Trhv04jOovI/AAAAAAAACwU/VTqsQ3YGY38/s72-c/222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4182760809784606430</id><published>2011-11-05T21:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T22:23:21.899-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade details'/><title type='text'>{Nature Walk} Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This year Tempe had a &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/09/tempe-mermaid-nature-party.html"&gt;Mermaid party &lt;/a&gt;to celebrate her 5th birthday... but for about three months, we were planning on having a nature walk party. It was pretty much all planned (luckily I hadn't started buying or making things yet) when Tempe changed her mind, but since I have all the plans... here ya go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671723714814467842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZC1yThU5Qo/TrYCqyWs3wI/AAAAAAAACvk/FxUydgIjrcc/s400/nature%2Bparty.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tempe's favorite color is purple, so I decided to go with a plum and grass green color scheme, but this party would be great with cherry red and cream, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Activities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This party would be fine at a park or in the backyard, but I wanted to do something different. For weeks we looked for the perfect location and finally found it about 10 minutes away from our house. I was going to have all the kids meet at the trailhead of a local (paved) trail, where we would start off on a nature walk to the party location. Further down the trail was a picnic table in a lovely little clearing. I was going to go early and set everything up on the tables and then leave my sister there to guard them while I went to meet the kids.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671723572332846658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lh_srofQG88/TrYCifkb3kI/AAAAAAAACvY/01OwNppoqPM/s400/nature%2Bhunt.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While walking to the party location, the kids can look for the items on a nature hunt sheet and use stickers to check off the ones they find. I also planned on making some nature hunt sheets using pictures instead of words for the non-reading party guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a leisurely nature walk, we would arrive at the party location. There were two picnic tables in the clearing I was planning on using, so I was going to have one table set up with all the food and the other set up with the craft. Wooden birdhouses are cheap and easy for kids of all ages to paint, plus they make a great party favor! In addition to painting birdhouses, I planned on suspending an empty frame from a tree branch with fishing line and having a basket with homemade gnome beards and hats for a photo booth. I also wanted to make this adorable&lt;a href="http://www.lifewithlande.com/2011/01/how-to-make-acorn-pinata.html"&gt; acorn pinata &lt;/a&gt;and fill it with Tempe's favorite trail mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had so much fun coming up with a nature themed lunch! First of all, instead of using plates I was going to buy these &lt;a href="http://shopsweetlulu.com/item/Berry-Baskets/97"&gt;berry baskets &lt;/a&gt;from Shop Sweet Lulu to nestle the food in. And what the heck, this is my fantasy party, so I might as well buy some glass milk bottles and stripey straws to serve lemonade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here is our menu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Snail" sandwiches (PB&amp;amp;J spread on tortillas, rolled up and sliced)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ants on a log and ladybugs on a log (the ladybugs are cream cheese and craisins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pretzel "Sticks"&lt;br /&gt;Tomato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;toadstools ( a chunk of string cheese with halved cherry tomato stuck to the top with cream cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Acorn cookies (Nilla wafer and chocolate kiss stuck together with PB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Angel food cake with fresh whipped cream and fresh forest berries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Decorations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's really easy to find decorations that fit this party theme, because things like gnomes and toadstools are really trendy right now. I had a brown velvet tablecloth that was perfect for this party (in fact, I did end up using it at Tempe's Mermaid party). One of my &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/06/enchanted-treehouse.html"&gt;enchanted treehouse toadstools&lt;/a&gt; was going to be the cake stand, and rocks from Tempe's collection and moss balls from Michael's and owl knickknacks that I've been collecting were going to be scattered along the table to set the mood. I have a big stick wreath--do you know what I mean by that?--that I wanted to hang from a tree branch and pin pictures of Tempe all over it. FInally, we have this cute wooden deer (well, really it's a reindeer) that we get out at Christmas time that I was going to use to put the presents in until it was time to open them. Just imagine it full of wrapped packages instead of a naked child.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671732616782960930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ4QI5a9kZ0/TrYKw8xYWSI/AAAAAAAACvw/I4xpFUnPHu8/s400/648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tempe is such a "nature kid" that this party would have been perfect for her--but I know there are more nature kids out there! I would love to see &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; nature walk party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-4182760809784606430?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4182760809784606430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4182760809784606430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4182760809784606430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4182760809784606430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/11/nature-walk-party.html' title='{Nature Walk} Party'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZC1yThU5Qo/TrYCqyWs3wI/AAAAAAAACvk/FxUydgIjrcc/s72-c/nature%2Bparty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-1787342537639014708</id><published>2011-11-04T02:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T02:02:31.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>go PLAY!</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;      &lt;p&gt;This is a Sponsored post written by me on behalf of &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/disclosure_clicks?oid=6518645'&gt;American Family Insurance&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://izea.in/r14Lk'&gt;SocialSpark&lt;/a&gt;. All opinions are 100% mine.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;	So how many of you remember what it was like to spend your entire existence playing?&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;	When I was a kid, I spent my time three ways: at school, asleep, or playing in the woods behind my house. I built myself a treehouse out there and had all kinds of games to play out there. As soon as I got home from school, I would drop my stuff in my room, grab a snack, and go out and play until it started getting dark or I heard my mom calling that dinner was on the table (at least this is how I remember it--maybe my mom would say differently!)&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;	I love the "Street Lights" and "Still Free" videos by Bill Bellamy on &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=19485&amp;amp;oid=6518645'&gt;American Family Insurance&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=19487&amp;amp;oid=6518645'&gt;Stand Up For Family&lt;/a&gt; website because they remind me of what it was like when I was a kid. Things are different now--I don't let my kids go off and play without knowing exactly where they are, what they're doing, and who they are with and I don't see that changing any time soon, even as they get older.  It's just not safe anymore (if it ever was safe in the first place) and that's too bad. I think kids now are losing the skill to just play--by themselves, with no fancy toys or bikes, with no adult guidance. I try to get my girls to go play in our fully fenced backyard in &lt;em&gt;their &lt;/em&gt;treehouse, but they just don't know what to do out there without me coming up with a game. I hope that they learn how to play without guidance as they get older and as I tell them more stories about when I was a little girl--I want them to have the same fun-filled childhood that I did!&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;	Plus, can I just say that I think it is so cool that &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=19483&amp;amp;oid=6518645'&gt;AmFam&lt;/a&gt; did these family-friendly stand up videos. 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It's Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a lovely evening trick-or-treating. The weather was perfect here--65 degrees and sunny all day, and still 60 degrees when we were out. It was a vast improvement over last year, where it was pouring buckets of rain and freezing. We hit most of the houses in our neighborhood, including the cotton candy house AND the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kool&lt;/span&gt;-Aid house AND the glow sticks house, and then drove over to Jason's parent's house to trick-or-treat to them (they give out full size candy bars!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669864599833840322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ekRtcXRXMTM/Tq9n0DWoisI/AAAAAAAACuc/MnZSffP6sC0/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This year, Tempe and Helena wanted to be unicorns--I used Family Fun's idea to make yarn manes and tails and a fabric horn and safety pinned everything onto hooded sweatshirts. Jason was a grunge fan from the '90s (basically himself 15 years ago), and Juno had a pick your own adventure costume--she could have been Little Bo Peep, Pollyanna, Scarlett O'Hara, or a porcelain doll, whichever you think is cutest. For her costume, I found the flounciest, ruffliest dress ever at DI and a straw hat with a bunch of flowers and long ribbons trailing from it. Then I got a real porcelain doll (also from DI) and cut the ringlets off, sewed them to a strip of felt, and glued the felt to the underside of her hat. She was way cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-LyjIrNU6Y/Tq9oKaa627I/AAAAAAAACuo/UMPYQ0cweww/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669864983982955442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-LyjIrNU6Y/Tq9oKaa627I/AAAAAAAACuo/UMPYQ0cweww/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So for my costume, I decided to be a character from a scary story I read to the girls earlier this week. Who remembers the folk tale about the girl that wore a ribbon around her neck all the time, her entire life, and when she was old and dying, her husband untied it and her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;head fell off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah, that's who I was. I just tied a ribbon around my neck. It sounds dumb, but Tempe is completely and utterly intrigued with that story, so she thought it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was funny how we all decided to do different things with our pumpkins this year. Juno did nothing, Tempe wanted to carve hers, Jason etched the words 'And so it goes' into his, I used an antiquing glaze on mine (pretty much the most boring thing you could ever do to a white pumpkin) and Helena painted hers green. She just used acrylic craft paint, but on the pumpkin surface it turned into almost chalkboard paint. We spent all week writing on her pumpkin with chalk and drawing different faces on it--fun!&lt;br /&gt;And now Halloween is over, and November is nearly here. Next up--Juno's first birthday party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-6738994247379650398?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6738994247379650398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6738994247379650398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6738994247379650398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6738994247379650398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/boo-its-halloween.html' title='Boo! It&apos;s Halloween!!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ekRtcXRXMTM/Tq9n0DWoisI/AAAAAAAACuc/MnZSffP6sC0/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-2838704812953095813</id><published>2011-10-30T16:23:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:40:44.334-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween countdown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qpTUlf5K-4/Tq3RAb2ny9I/AAAAAAAACuQ/Tftc-GFNVmE/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669417311336385490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qpTUlf5K-4/Tq3RAb2ny9I/AAAAAAAACuQ/Tftc-GFNVmE/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe that tomorrow is Halloween!! I made this fun magnetic Halloween countdown a few years ago and every October it's so fun to watch it fill up with magnets. Tempe and Helena have especially loved it this year! Every day as we put a new magnet on, they would count the remaining spaces to see how many more days until Halloween. The black cat 31 is permanently glued on, so when we put the monster eye 30 on today, our calendar was complete! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have the calendar hanging in our blackboard frame right inside our front door, with some spooky spiderwebs and a chalk "Boo!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zj6U_UhWtXg/Tq3QQEirGuI/AAAAAAAACt4/jyneBOvlQM4/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669416480444979938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zj6U_UhWtXg/Tq3QQEirGuI/AAAAAAAACt4/jyneBOvlQM4/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was such a fun calendar to make. I used an old cookie sheet (make sure it's magnetic!) and painted it metallic purple. Then I decoupaged fun Halloween scrapbook paper over the paint and used a sharpie to draw a grid. The magnets are all things from my junk drawer/crafting stash--clothespin, clear marbles, leaves, funny chipboard shapes, etc. Most of the numbers are sparkly green stickers but some are written on in sharpie. I have a Christmas calendar, too, but the Halloween one is definitely more fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-2838704812953095813?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2838704812953095813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=2838704812953095813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2838704812953095813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2838704812953095813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-countdown.html' title='Halloween countdown!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qpTUlf5K-4/Tq3RAb2ny9I/AAAAAAAACuQ/Tftc-GFNVmE/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7455863068965083656</id><published>2011-10-25T20:28:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T22:02:35.840-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>R-rated Bridal Shower/Bachelorette Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;***Warning, this post is probably R-rated.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/p/party-with-me.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;planning parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;. That's probably obvious if you've read my blog for any amount of time. The only problem is that I run out of both occasions and also money. So I thought I would do the next best thing: start sharing the plans for parties that might never happen with you, my lovely readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First up is a super fun, slightly scandalous bridal shower or bachelorette party. I wish I had a close friend getting married soon so I could throw this shower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Invitation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667636575254975474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTt4llAD3F4/Tqd9b9AVk_I/AAAAAAAACr4/NdFxEB6Plj8/s400/invitation.jpg" /&gt;I just love this gray, pink, and blue color scheme + chevron. Chevron rocks. I think it's the perfect backdrop for a fun, girly, sexy shower. I called it an R-rated shower instead of a lingerie shower because I know some people aren't comfortable buying lingerie for their friends/family members. This way they can feel free to bring other things, like fun bath stuff (to be used as a couple, of course!), these &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/84056557/unique-thought-bubble-pillow-case-for?ref=sr_gallery_1&amp;amp;ga_search_query=couples+pillow+cases&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=US&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;awesome pillowcases&lt;/a&gt; (or the kind that say "Tonight" on one side and "Not tonight" on the other), or even my &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/83201391/sunshine-notes-newlywed-mix"&gt;Newlywed Sunshine Notes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/better-than-sex-cake-ii/detail.aspx"&gt;Better Than Sex cake &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Makin' Whoopie Pies (I would do red velvet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.howdoesshe.com/valentines-sugar-cookies-rated-g-pg-pg-13"&gt;Lingerie sugar cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chocolate fountain and fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Double Chocolate and Chile cake mix cookies (just make cake mix cookies using a Devil's Food cake mix and add chocolate chips and some chili powder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you're feeling super naughty, you could make this &lt;a href="http://www.cranedance.net/charm-and-strangeness/candlestick-salad"&gt;candlestick salad&lt;/a&gt;. How did this end up in the Friend magazine? How??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Decorations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I never get sick of hanging paper lanterns. They always look nice at girly parties. Framed prints of vintage housewives in lingerie or larger prints from my Newlywed collection would be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't love playing games at showers at all (and especially at this kind of party, because it could get really raunchy), but here's one that is fun and doesn't take away too much from socializing. As the guest of honor is opening gifts, have someone quietly write down things she hears people say in reaction to the gifts. Then read them out as things that might be heard on the wedding night. It's hilarious how things said in complete innocence can sound down right dirty when you're thinking about them in a different context!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, perhaps someday I can actually throw this shower, but in the meantime, enjoy my plans! And if you throw an R-rated shower, please share with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-7455863068965083656?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7455863068965083656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7455863068965083656&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7455863068965083656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7455863068965083656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/r-rated-bridal-showerbachelorette-party.html' title='R-rated Bridal Shower/Bachelorette Party'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTt4llAD3F4/Tqd9b9AVk_I/AAAAAAAACr4/NdFxEB6Plj8/s72-c/invitation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-1712586121441533083</id><published>2011-10-24T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T10:33:38.529-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spica cast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spica cast gear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip dysplasia'/><title type='text'>Spica Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I was grocery shopping with Helena and Juno while Tempe was at preschool. Helena was in the car part of the shopping cart and Juno was sitting in the baby seat, both eating cookies and happy as a clam. Grocery shopping can be so easy sometimes! But then I started thinking about grocery shopping when Juno was in her cast and how &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; fun that was. In case you forgot, this is what her cast looked like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665035152708238914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H48VznuAlow/Tp4_dO1GfkI/AAAAAAAACpY/evmRwok_rHQ/s400/cast5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah. Her cast went up to her armpits and down to her ankles. She couldn't bend at all. Her legs were spread about as wide as they could go and there was a bar at her ankles. I figured things out, but it took a while, so I thought I should share in case anyone out there is looking for tips!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I did my "big" fill-up-the-cart grocery shopping when Jason could stay home with Juno, but no matter how well I planned, there were plenty of times that we were out of milk, or dishwasher detergent, or diapers, or something else that just couldn't wait. So when I &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; have to take Juno to the store, I took our Boppy pillow and put it in the bed of the shopping cart and nestled Juno on it. When she was in her second cast (it was just on her legs, so she could bend at the waist, but there was still a bar holding her legs apart), one of our grocery stores had carts with a baby seat that was wide enough to accommodate her cast, so that was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Feeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When it was time to eat big girl food, I put Juno in a bouncy seat with a rolled up towel behind her to support her back (remember, she couldn't bend, and bouncy seats are sort of bent in the middle). Unfortunately, she really hated the bouncy seat. It was not comfortable for her, but with that stupid bar, she couldn't sit in any kind of "chair".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Playtime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Again, the Boppy pillow was great. She could either lay propped up on her back or on her belly relatively comfortably to play. And tummytime is a very important component of skincare in the cast, because it lets air circulate into the back of the cast, so you really need to find a way to help your baby be comfortable on their tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Traveling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our hospital provided us with a medical carseat--a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hippo-Special-Needs-Car-Seat/dp/B001B00OMW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1318995565&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Hippo&lt;/a&gt;. She used it with both her casts. It was such a blessing that our hospital had a loaner program. We were able to use the carseat free of charge as long as we needed it, which was great because it is crazy expensive. I've heard, but I'm not sure if this is true, that if your hospital does &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; have a loaner program, you can contact a car seat advocacy group and they can help you get an affordable one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I posted about the stroller I used while Juno was in her cast &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/05/3-kids-in-bike-trailer.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. She could also sit in an umbrella stroller when she was in her second cast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Skincare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My biggest concern while Juno was in her cast was her skin. I had nightmares of her cast coming off and finding big sores and flaking skin all over her body. Luckily, her skin was absolutely fine when her cast came off! Not sure if my skincare regimen had anything to do with it, but maybe. I made sure to always keep her diaper area dry. That meant changing her pretty frequently--&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/05/tutorial-diapering-spica-cast-baby.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;is my Spica cast diaper tutorial. A blow drier is your friend!! I also tried cleaning her skin every once in while by using a wipe to reach down inside her cast as far as I could and then using the blow drier to make sure she was dry. Every morning when we got her dressed, Tempe and Helena helped rub lotion all over her feet and ankles and we would make sure the cast wasn't rubbing her anywhere. I found a few rough spots along her ankles and inside the cast and I covered them with extra moleskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, there you have it, all of my Spica cast tips! Can you believe it has been almost 3 MONTHS since Juno got her cast off? Wow!&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/4832065599631317003-1712586121441533083?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1712586121441533083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=1712586121441533083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1712586121441533083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1712586121441533083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/today-i-was-grocery-shopping-with.html' title='Spica Tips'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H48VznuAlow/Tp4_dO1GfkI/AAAAAAAACpY/evmRwok_rHQ/s72-c/cast5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-8720189465099967460</id><published>2011-10-22T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T16:51:08.686-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tempe'/><title type='text'>Homemade Insectarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you're new to my blog, you need to know something about my oldest daughter, Tempe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/06/guess-ill-eat-some-worms.html"&gt;She loves bugs. And dirt. And playing with bugs and dirt. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So when she found a praying mantis on our fall nature walk a few days ago, she just &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to bring him home with us. I had an empty plastic sandwich bag, so I poked a few holes in it and we carefully carried him home with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After dinner, I got to work on a more permanent home for him: a homemade &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;insectarium&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNEGkUBRCm0/TqHzbKHFQdI/AAAAAAAACrc/sSHcCZElkjg/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666077454104871378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNEGkUBRCm0/TqHzbKHFQdI/AAAAAAAACrc/sSHcCZElkjg/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LqckRplqSHk/TqHzByr5NpI/AAAAAAAACrQ/xCN2JRYqISs/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666077018320090770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LqckRplqSHk/TqHzByr5NpI/AAAAAAAACrQ/xCN2JRYqISs/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our house has no screens in the windows. Instead, they are all in our shed. Waiting to be patched. With the window screen patching kit my dad bought for us when we moved in. Three years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But &lt;em&gt;Dad&lt;/em&gt;, if I actually fix my window screens, how will I make a homemade &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;insectarium&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cut a piece of worn screen large enough to wrap around the top of a shoebox and then duct-taped it into place. Then I cut three sides of a square in the top for a door to the insectarium. I lined the edges with more duct tape to stop them from fraying. Finally, I punched holes along the top of the door and used twist-ties to secure it shut so that "Prayee" can't get out and go roamin' at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZR7oTxALMbE/TqHyjZb4wFI/AAAAAAAACrE/BxE8wKtw-Xk/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666076496145989714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZR7oTxALMbE/TqHyjZb4wFI/AAAAAAAACrE/BxE8wKtw-Xk/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; As for Prayee, he's doing ok. So far he's eaten a dragonfly and a grasshopper which we caught in our yard (per the internet's advice) but he seems listless. I don't think he's going to make it much longer. We're hoping we can keep him alive until Tuesday so Tempe can take him to show-and-tell!&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/4832065599631317003-8720189465099967460?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8720189465099967460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=8720189465099967460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8720189465099967460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8720189465099967460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/homemade-insectarium.html' title='Homemade Insectarium'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNEGkUBRCm0/TqHzbKHFQdI/AAAAAAAACrc/sSHcCZElkjg/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4455746208722855431</id><published>2011-10-20T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:55:28.757-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><title type='text'>{Gray and white striped wall}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What happens when you troll around Pinterest too often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You end up with stripes--gray and white stripes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last Thursday night I decided I wanted to do something to our house--anything. So I got Jason to agree to stripes on the wall in our upstairs hallway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Friday I went to Home Depot to look at paint samples. While I was there, I checked the Oops paint and found the &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; gray. Now, gray is a hard color to pick. I know because I tried to pick a gray for our living room and failed miserably. Everything I picked was either too blue or too brown. But there I was, in the Oops paint section "just to look", and someone had picked the perfect gray for me! It was meant to be. So of course I bought it--$2 for a quart of perfect gray paint. Then I picked a white--I ended up with Creamy White by Behr, which turns out to be the perfect white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Friday night I painted the whole hallway white. I never before understood how anyone could bear to have plain white walls until I saw this white. It is the most creamy, delicious vanilla white you have ever seen! It's gorgeous and just plain white walls were a great improvement over the builder beige that was in the hallway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Saturday while Jason and the big girls were cleaning the church and Juno was taking a nap, I taped my stripes and painted them gray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Saturday night I peeled off the tape and swooned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBtL7pbwjog/Tp-bgBtXYgI/AAAAAAAACp8/U1fUFEJyR2M/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665417830772204034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBtL7pbwjog/Tp-bgBtXYgI/AAAAAAAACp8/U1fUFEJyR2M/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Monday I painted some old frames in our garage mustard yellow, also a $2 quart from the Oops section at Home Depot. On Monday afternoon I hung them on the wall. Jason thinks it looks better plain--I might agree with him, I haven't decided yet. What do you think? Plain striped wall or striped wall with empty frame collage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W2Jlkf-_iqk/Tp-bZ5Ap0JI/AAAAAAAACpw/L4S3EvBpeV0/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665417725357969554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W2Jlkf-_iqk/Tp-bZ5Ap0JI/AAAAAAAACpw/L4S3EvBpeV0/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Our front door opens into the living room and the stairs are right there on the landing, so this is the view from the front door. I love it. This room has been my least favorite room in the house until the last few months when we (I mean my dad) painted it. The color on the walls in the living room is Stone Fence by Behr. It's very blue when it's sunny, very gray when it's overcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uM7ND1uVdec/Tp-bSi92ElI/AAAAAAAACpk/J3Q5Mgidbkg/s1600/work%2Bneeded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665417599181525586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uM7ND1uVdec/Tp-bSi92ElI/AAAAAAAACpk/J3Q5Mgidbkg/s400/work%2Bneeded.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even with the recent paint improvements, I still have quite a few projects to do in this room before I am totally happy... and this picture doesn't even show the ugly '80s builder grade tile on the landing!&lt;br /&gt;But I have a BIG project to work on next week that hopefully will take care of one of the things in this picture--stay tuned! And by big I mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-4455746208722855431?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4455746208722855431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4455746208722855431&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4455746208722855431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4455746208722855431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/gray-and-white-striped-wall.html' title='{Gray and white striped wall}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBtL7pbwjog/Tp-bgBtXYgI/AAAAAAAACp8/U1fUFEJyR2M/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-1300836166558773356</id><published>2011-10-20T21:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:48:41.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{sweet tooth}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://r1.fmpub.net/?r=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FPlumOrganics%3Fsk%3Dapp_191414957559818%26fb_comment_id%3Dfbc_10150353675804378_19143413_10150353676234378&amp;amp;k4=2807&amp;amp;k5={banner_id}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665785199795695698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6fVBKcwtMM/TqDpnt988FI/AAAAAAAACqs/5LHzQO4yfkA/s400/plum_organics_logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://r1.fmpub.net/?k4=2806&amp;amp;k5={banner_id}&amp;amp;img=true" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Plum Organics for sponsoring my post about tips for baby feeding magic. What if you let baby choose what's for dinner? Check out their cute &lt;a href="http://r1.fmpub.net/?r=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FPlumOrganics%3Fsk%3Dapp_191414957559818%26fb_comment_id%3Dfbc_10150353675804378_19143413_10150353676234378&amp;amp;k4=2808&amp;amp;k5={banner_id}"&gt;"Quest for Yum!"&lt;/a&gt; video and see what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y2PmjsICzUA/TqDp-APDlTI/AAAAAAAACq4/GCBLQMC-Xc8/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665785582656394546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y2PmjsICzUA/TqDp-APDlTI/AAAAAAAACq4/GCBLQMC-Xc8/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at that cute face! Now that my little Juno is growing up, she doesn't let me feed her anymore. She wants to do it ALL BY HERSELF, of course! And along with wanting to actually put the spoon in her own mouth, she also wants to pick her own food. With parents like me and Jason, our kids are all bound to have a sweet tooth--yes, that includes my 11-month-old. I know she shouldn't eat sweets yet, but she does. Whoops. But she also eats good food, really. Juno DOES NOT like carrots (ew, I don't blame her!) unless they are mixed with something sweet, like applesauce, but then she gobbles them down! In fact, she likes pretty much any fruit. I guess I'm lucky that fruit is naturally sweet, because my kids will always choose it over vegetables! Not to mention fresh foods--I'm sad the farmer's market season is ending, because I will miss buying fresh fruits and vegetables for our family every week! If it were up to my kids, they would definitely choose fresh peaches, tomatoes, corn, zucchini, strawberries, and apples for all their meals. What would your baby choose for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pIMWdA5K9pw" frameborder="0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was selected for this sponsorship by the &lt;a href="http://www.clevergirlscollective.com/"&gt;Clever Girls Collective&lt;/a&gt;. To learn more about Plum Organics, visit their Facebook page &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/PlumOrganics/"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/PlumOrganics/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-1300836166558773356?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1300836166558773356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=1300836166558773356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1300836166558773356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1300836166558773356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-tooth_20.html' title='{sweet tooth}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6fVBKcwtMM/TqDpnt988FI/AAAAAAAACqs/5LHzQO4yfkA/s72-c/plum_organics_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-3396998844876023897</id><published>2011-10-18T11:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:44:31.155-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><title type='text'>Juno is 11(?!?!) months old!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljZwgeAJoWY/Tp21NlIK4dI/AAAAAAAACo0/JcUESdpixTw/s1600/11%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664883151211258322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljZwgeAJoWY/Tp21NlIK4dI/AAAAAAAACo0/JcUESdpixTw/s400/11%2Bmonths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11 months. That's old. Old enough that I can write it in numbers instead of writing out the whole word and still fall within APA guidelines. Crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Juno weighs nearly 12 pounds now! That's still CRAZY LOW for a baby her age, but she did gain some weight last month, so that's a good sign. She's still a great eater and she's *sniff sniff* pretty much weaned. I nurse her very occasionally, but I think within the next week, even that will become a thing of the past. She's just not interested anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She is "for real" crawling now, up on her hands and knees. She can go all the way across the room! She has started getting into things just in the last week. It is such a triumph to see her crawling around like any other baby her age!! Now I need to actually be careful. She also learned to wiggle herself out of her Bumbo seat, even with the tray on :( Boo. I usually make her sit there for like an hour every day while I make dinner, clean the kitchen, do the dishes, etc. Now she will just have to crawl around and get underfoot and eat crumbs off the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She's still happy, happy, happy. Her sisters, especially Helena, make her laugh hysterically. Yesterday they got in her crib with her and were bouncing up and down. She was flat on her belly laughing so hard! It was pretty cute. She also actually &lt;em&gt;likes&lt;/em&gt; taking baths now! She's never liked bathtime, but now that she is big and can sit up and play with toys and take baths with her sisters, she's decided it's ok after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She&lt;em&gt; also&lt;/em&gt; has a cute Halloween costume to wear this year. Stay tuned for that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-3396998844876023897?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3396998844876023897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=3396998844876023897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3396998844876023897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3396998844876023897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/juno-is-11-months-old.html' title='Juno is 11(?!?!) months old!!!!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljZwgeAJoWY/Tp21NlIK4dI/AAAAAAAACo0/JcUESdpixTw/s72-c/11%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5058678486972518212</id><published>2011-10-17T13:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T14:10:20.734-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Fall FUN + a yummy snack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahhh, I love October. It is by far my favorite month of the year! I love the cool weather, playing in leaves with my kids, apple cider, pumpkins everywhere, spooky decorations, and watching the leaves change colors. Most years in Utah, almost all the leaves turn yellow, which is pretty but just not the same as fall back East where everything is red and orange and yellow. But for some reason, this year there is a lot more color on the trees! It makes me want to pick up and move to New England. Jason says maybe we can visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We've been having fun watching "Hocus Pocus" and "Nightmare Before Christmas" and enjoying the nice weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I took the girls to a local garden center to see the giant pumpkins last week. They were excited to get to sit on such a big pumpkin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmLqm1t1yjE/TpyJcFQheiI/AAAAAAAACoo/zIlmbRZEVs0/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664553546866063906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmLqm1t1yjE/TpyJcFQheiI/AAAAAAAACoo/zIlmbRZEVs0/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TY_vlX8Cf7E/TpyIrZoWSvI/AAAAAAAACoc/PwCq69lk7CY/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664552710521113330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TY_vlX8Cf7E/TpyIrZoWSvI/AAAAAAAACoc/PwCq69lk7CY/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Today we went to the zoo. It was the perfect day for a trip to the zoo! They all wore their spooky Hallowen outfits, so we were excited to take a spooky picture on this giant spider :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Target has been teasing me with big containers of Pumpkin Spice almonds for the past few weeks. I finally caved and bought some and it was a good choice. They are SO GOOD. It's a pretty subtle pumpkin flavor. They're good by themselves or....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iy-vtLQGSU4/TpyHvURz0iI/AAAAAAAACoQ/Hd9q1ulYQRo/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664551678292251170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iy-vtLQGSU4/TpyHvURz0iI/AAAAAAAACoQ/Hd9q1ulYQRo/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...you could make a delicious trail mix like I did. Pumpkin spice almonds, dry roasted peanuts, mini marshmallows, dark chocolate chips, and craisins. It is sooo good and fun to snack on! The pumpkin flavor from the almonds gets distributed to all the other ingredients and it tastes like Autumn. Yum, yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HAlQ6BEjiLc/TpyHUe4GaQI/AAAAAAAACoE/kYNch2KOnR4/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664551217280739586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HAlQ6BEjiLc/TpyHUe4GaQI/AAAAAAAACoE/kYNch2KOnR4/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; What are you doing to enjoy October?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4832065599631317003-5058678486972518212?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5058678486972518212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5058678486972518212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5058678486972518212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5058678486972518212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='Fall FUN + a yummy snack!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmLqm1t1yjE/TpyJcFQheiI/AAAAAAAACoo/zIlmbRZEVs0/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7898444941205387253</id><published>2011-10-16T15:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T15:39:19.446-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensory activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween sensory bin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We haven't had a sensory bin for a while, but I found a bunch of plastic bugs in day-glo colors in our Halloween decorations, so I decided to put this bin together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In it is black and white beans, skeletons, spiders, snakes, and bugs in bright orange, green, purple, and black, glitter pom poms in the same colors, googly eyes, a pair of tongs, and three Halloween silicone molds. I got all three molds at the dollar store--there's an orange pumpkin one, a purple skull one, and a black bones one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tempe and Helena love using the tongs to sort the pom poms into the molds and then "feed" them black and white beans. Juno loves trying to stuff handfuls of beans in her mouth. She's not quite old enough to play with this, but we try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SfNyvWJm80/TptOBy3TEyI/AAAAAAAACn4/T7gwz1e-1hA/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664206749089076002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SfNyvWJm80/TptOBy3TEyI/AAAAAAAACn4/T7gwz1e-1hA/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlT29FUBmT8/TptMnKddI_I/AAAAAAAACng/NxmD4BiVXew/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664205192055038962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlT29FUBmT8/TptMnKddI_I/AAAAAAAACng/NxmD4BiVXew/s400/006.JPG" /&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/4832065599631317003-7898444941205387253?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7898444941205387253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7898444941205387253&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7898444941205387253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7898444941205387253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-sensory-bin.html' title='Halloween sensory bin'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SfNyvWJm80/TptOBy3TEyI/AAAAAAAACn4/T7gwz1e-1hA/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6255724934883421473</id><published>2011-10-12T18:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T18:44:27.173-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The best one ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't even seen all of our family pictures yet, and they're not up on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.margaretephotography.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Margaret's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yet, but I just had to share this one with everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think our photo shoot this week may very well be the best one we have ever done!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, so happy with how everything turned out :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RwcyjknmEeU/TpYzud97RoI/AAAAAAAACnI/-lIT2A2Yv_c/s1600/best%2Bone%2Bever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662770454876341890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RwcyjknmEeU/TpYzud97RoI/AAAAAAAACnI/-lIT2A2Yv_c/s400/best%2Bone%2Bever.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/4832065599631317003-6255724934883421473?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6255724934883421473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6255724934883421473&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6255724934883421473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6255724934883421473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/best-one-ever.html' title='The best one ever'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RwcyjknmEeU/TpYzud97RoI/AAAAAAAACnI/-lIT2A2Yv_c/s72-c/best%2Bone%2Bever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6701720563329610587</id><published>2011-10-10T21:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:26:30.744-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outer space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play school'/><title type='text'>Clark Planetarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few weeks ago, I took Tempe, Helena, and Juno to Clark Planetarium at the Gateway. We don't really do Play School lessons any more, but I'm always on the lookout for fun activities that go along with the things we are learning about with our Quiet Time baskets. This field trip was in conjunction with our &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/09/quiet-time-basket-space.html"&gt;outer space basket&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p3I9v1FhJ4A/TpOz8Rx6-yI/AAAAAAAACmw/XcQNa52s1D8/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662067004681157410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p3I9v1FhJ4A/TpOz8Rx6-yI/AAAAAAAACmw/XcQNa52s1D8/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whoa! The planetarium has scale models of all the planets. The room isn't big enough for a scale model of the sun, but they have the walls painted yellow to give you a bit of an idea of how big it really is. I couldn't fathom it. It is so, so big! The girls really liked seeing how much bigger Jupiter and Saturn are than Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQIlZbDcNl4/TpOzJVAaSVI/AAAAAAAACmk/k4UgjvjLgZs/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662066129373907282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQIlZbDcNl4/TpOzJVAaSVI/AAAAAAAACmk/k4UgjvjLgZs/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are my three little astronauts on the Moon-scape...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZID-bcbnNQ4/TpOyU6ymd6I/AAAAAAAACmM/sU-rwlcDwSI/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662065228983465890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZID-bcbnNQ4/TpOyU6ymd6I/AAAAAAAACmM/sU-rwlcDwSI/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... and on the Mars-scape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The planetarium was really fun. There's an IMAX theater there, too, but we just looked at the free exhibits. Tempe and Helena really liked the cloud machine and playing on the Moon and Mars. It was a fun place to spend the morning!&lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-6701720563329610587?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6701720563329610587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6701720563329610587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6701720563329610587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6701720563329610587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/clark-planetarium.html' title='Clark Planetarium'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p3I9v1FhJ4A/TpOz8Rx6-yI/AAAAAAAACmw/XcQNa52s1D8/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-1329060559407299468</id><published>2011-10-09T20:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:10:31.805-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensory activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Felt and burlap fall trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had our first few days of cold weather last week--cold and RAINY. I don't mind cold at all (I did live in Laramie, Wyoming for 3 years!) but I'm not a fan of rain. Kids can play outside when it's cold and dry, but it's not so fun when it's cold and wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At first the rain was nice. We had fun cuddling in front of the fire and reading "On the Banks of Plum Creek" (Tempe and Helena are so into the Little House books right now!), baking cookies, and drinking hot chocolate at every meal. But then my kids started. going. crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we went up to my room where we keep miscellaneous craft supplies and I pulled this idea out of thin air. Tempe and Helena "helped" me make it and then it kept them occupied for quite a while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wdx_nMrwZKU/TpJf7YJ-CrI/AAAAAAAACmE/UWlIx-i8FKI/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661693155259321010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wdx_nMrwZKU/TpJf7YJ-CrI/AAAAAAAACmE/UWlIx-i8FKI/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5QUjOyQ8zQ/TpJflfk01wI/AAAAAAAACl8/sTaKavPnHKo/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661692779293890306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5QUjOyQ8zQ/TpJflfk01wI/AAAAAAAACl8/sTaKavPnHKo/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I covered a small painting canvas in burlap by wrapping the burlap tightly over the edges and gluing it on the back. It's a little lumpy, but whatever. Then I cut the shape of a "haunted" tree out of brown felt. It's basically a skinny hand with creepy, long, skinny, knobbly fingers and a tapered wrist. It's pretty gross, but don't worry, you'll cover it with some lovely fall foliage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You could cut leaf shapes out of felt if you are so inclined, but since hearts are so easy to cut, I just cut a bunch of heart out of yellow and red and a few out of brown. I think this tree with it's heart shaped leaves is sooooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w6pXZ1GGq9U/TpJfQvQWCbI/AAAAAAAACl0/bi92T43pRDg/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661692422725700018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w6pXZ1GGq9U/TpJfQvQWCbI/AAAAAAAACl0/bi92T43pRDg/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The felt sticks to the burlap, so kids can position the tree and leaves however they like without them getting scattered. My kids have had so much fun playing with this! I plan on cutting snowflakes out of white felt, flowers out of pink felt (for cherry blossoms), and more hearts out of green so we can play with this tree in every season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-1329060559407299468?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1329060559407299468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=1329060559407299468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1329060559407299468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1329060559407299468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/felt-and-burlap-fall-trees.html' title='Felt and burlap fall trees'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wdx_nMrwZKU/TpJf7YJ-CrI/AAAAAAAACmE/UWlIx-i8FKI/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-1267855618830245814</id><published>2011-10-09T15:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T16:14:05.411-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='byu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>{rise and shout}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So we went to the BYU football game last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't been to a football game in 3 years, and not to a game at night in 7 years!!! Augh! That's a long time! It was perfect football weather--clear skies and about 50 degrees. We bundled up, bought hot chocolate, and cuddled under a BYU sweatshirt blanket and watched the Cougs beat the Spartans! In fact, I think we sang the fight song more last night than we have all season (which isn't saying much, it hasn't been a great season).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I8r4KhiPsiU/TpIVddGnHHI/AAAAAAAACls/eftLZcE7UgE/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661611277330881650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I8r4KhiPsiU/TpIVddGnHHI/AAAAAAAACls/eftLZcE7UgE/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Tempe and Helena also love BYU. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tBdotw9hpVM/TpIVGwMalnI/AAAAAAAAClk/5hZ7wwDUMV8/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661610887318509170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tBdotw9hpVM/TpIVGwMalnI/AAAAAAAAClk/5hZ7wwDUMV8/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Juno did great--she actually fell asleep during the football game. We left at halftime because it was such a late game (it started at 8:15!!) which was just the perfect amount of football for our little family.&lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-1267855618830245814?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1267855618830245814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=1267855618830245814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1267855618830245814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1267855618830245814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/rise-and-shout.html' title='{rise and shout}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I8r4KhiPsiU/TpIVddGnHHI/AAAAAAAACls/eftLZcE7UgE/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-2105196358304692001</id><published>2011-10-07T20:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T11:28:34.334-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tempe'/><title type='text'>Oh, sweet innocence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tempe and Helena love saying prayers, and it's so sweet to hear. I am so happy that they will go to their Heavenly Father in prayer about anything--and I mean &lt;em&gt;anything!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here are some prayers that I have overheard recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tempe: "Heavenly Father, please help me not be scared to jump off the third stair."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Helena: "And thank you that we can eat dinner on the blanket watching the mom and dad show." (which meant the Thursday night comedy block)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tempe: "Thank you for our cozy house and our measuring stick. And please, please make my bead smell like lotion again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, Helena likes to sing "I am a Child of God", punk rock version: stomping around and screaming the words at the top of her lungs.&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/4832065599631317003-2105196358304692001?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2105196358304692001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=2105196358304692001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2105196358304692001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2105196358304692001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-sweet-innocence.html' title='Oh, sweet innocence'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-227387441457221180</id><published>2011-10-04T21:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T20:38:44.522-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><title type='text'>Where I've been</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok people.... you might have noticed I haven't been posting as much lately. There's a very good reason for that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been working on my Etsy shop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's right, my kids eat off the floor now has an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.etsy.com/shop/mykidseatoffthefloor"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Etsy shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;(Way more work than I counted on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stop by, browse, and tell all your friends!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ETA: The link is now working, sorry about that!&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/4832065599631317003-227387441457221180?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/227387441457221180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=227387441457221180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/227387441457221180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/227387441457221180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-ive-been.html' title='Where I&apos;ve been'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7345152967017480406</id><published>2011-10-04T18:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T18:54:51.340-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet time baskets'/><title type='text'>Quiet time basket: America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We've had this Quiet Time basket around for a while--I put it together in late July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Included is a United States workbook from the $1 Spot at Target (seriously, my kids love those books), a United States puzzle from DI, a United States learning wheel that had fun facts about each state (also from DI), some postcards about great American monuments that I cut out of a box of cereal, an old schoolbook about Pennsylvania, and a really neat book about America from Seagull Book. It's one of those "suitcase in my attic" books that has tons of flip out pages and replicas of old flags, ticket stubs, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOpXWxNeZvs/Toup-wkEUyI/AAAAAAAAClc/fPM2y-LQCu4/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659804252374324002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOpXWxNeZvs/Toup-wkEUyI/AAAAAAAAClc/fPM2y-LQCu4/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/4832065599631317003-7345152967017480406?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7345152967017480406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7345152967017480406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7345152967017480406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7345152967017480406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/10/quiet-time-basket-america.html' title='Quiet time basket: America'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOpXWxNeZvs/Toup-wkEUyI/AAAAAAAAClc/fPM2y-LQCu4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7151209923455122094</id><published>2011-09-23T21:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T22:09:14.395-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><title type='text'>Juno is 10 months old!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOTaZGeJTq0/Tn1UoOA0A8I/AAAAAAAAClU/5DAQ-q6OUnQ/s1600/10%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655769756980216770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOTaZGeJTq0/Tn1UoOA0A8I/AAAAAAAAClU/5DAQ-q6OUnQ/s400/10%2Bmonths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Juno turned 10 months old last Saturday--the day of the BYU-Utah game. If you aren't a fan of either school, you probably have absolutely no idea what kind of rivalry we are talking about. It's a whole 'nother level of college rivalry. It's scary sometimes (especially being a Cougar in a U-fan dense county)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I thought it would be cute to take Juno's 10 month shot in her BYU onesie. This was her reaction to the game :( :( :( BOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, she is amazing. She can sit herself up from lying down and get on her hands and knees and rock. She sometimes tries to crawl but ends up face-planting. She &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; pull herself forward on her tummy and scoot herself backwards. She can pretty much get to whichever of her sisters' toys she wants! She's also bearing weight for long periods of time now. Yeah! That is really good for her hips. The more pressure she puts on her hip (now that it's in the right position), the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Her favorite thing to say is "Yeahyeahyeah", so we've started calling her Yeahyeah. She loves repeating sounds and blowing raspberries. Her sisters make her laugh hysterically. She is smiley and happy almost all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She's lost some weight--down to about 11 pounds. We're trying to beef her up, but she doesn't have a big appetite, especially for fattening foods. She has a weight check on Monday, so we'll see if her doctor has any new tips for us. Since she's still meeting milestones and thriving, I'm not too concerned. The biggest problem with her weight is that I only have two pairs of pants that fit her. Everything else either fits in the waist but only comes to mid-calf, or is pants length and is about 6 inches too big in the waist. I think I'm going to have to resort to making her pants this winter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We love Juno.&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/4832065599631317003-7151209923455122094?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7151209923455122094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7151209923455122094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7151209923455122094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7151209923455122094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/09/juno-is-10-months-old.html' title='Juno is 10 months old!!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOTaZGeJTq0/Tn1UoOA0A8I/AAAAAAAAClU/5DAQ-q6OUnQ/s72-c/10%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-414745372798580041</id><published>2011-09-21T20:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:00:59.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a Scout</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;      &lt;p&gt;This is a Sponsored post written by me on behalf of &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/disclosure_clicks?oid=5926152'&gt;Boy Scouts of America&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://izea.in/r14Lk'&gt;SocialSpark&lt;/a&gt;. All opinions are 100% mine.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;	I may not have any sons (yet?), but that doesn't mean I have &lt;em&gt;no &lt;/em&gt;experience with &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=12902&amp;amp;oid=5926152'&gt;Boy Scouts of America&lt;/a&gt;. Growing up, my three brothers and my parents were always involved in scouting, from Cub Scouts to Eagle Scouts. My mom took her turn as Cub Scout Den Leader and my dad is currently the scout leader for his local troop.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;	When I was a kids in North Carolina, the Pinewood Derby was an annual event for our family, second only to Christmas for my brothers. Every year, they painstakingly designed their cars--the shape, where they would put the weights. And yes, every year there were tears if they did not win! As a girl, I didn't attend many scouting events, but I always went to the Pinewood Derby. I loved the festival atmosphere and seeing all the different cars! 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My girls love doing "homework"), glowsticks, a bouncy ball full of gold glitter that swirled around when you roll it (we lost it, so sad), a rubbery ball that lights up, astronaut bubbles (also from the Target dollar section), and "galaxy dust"--aka the most awesome playdough ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plXes9d2xU0/TnaoMo83NJI/AAAAAAAAClM/qxo_gPPYmWk/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653891317314827410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plXes9d2xU0/TnaoMo83NJI/AAAAAAAAClM/qxo_gPPYmWk/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653891313195565938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAzSSo_u9bw/TnaoMZmwQ3I/AAAAAAAACk8/_FzXbyPpkBM/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This picture absolutely does not do justice to the galaxy dust. It was sooo cool! I could barely keep my hands off of it. I used my favorite playdough recipe (found at the bottom of this post) and added an entire bottle of blue food coloring, an entire tube of neon purple gel food coloring and a TON of purple glitter. It was so deep and rich and glittery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653891310705274370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ol5UD7kHsWo/TnaoMQVBbgI/AAAAAAAAClE/cgBE1MQwpdU/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I found this divided tray at Wal-Mart. It actually has robots on them, but some of them look like aliens, so I thought it was perfect for the playdough tray. To go along with the playdough, I provided googly eyes, pipe cleaners, fuzz balls, and glow-in-the-dark stars. We had a blast making aliens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Best Playdough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2 cups flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2 cups water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 T cooking oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 T cream of tarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 cup salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Scented oils or extracts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mix liquids in a large pot over medium heat. Add dry ingredients. Stir until dough gathers, thickens, and gets a sheen to it. Let it cool slightly, and then knead it to the right consistency. When I add glitter, I knead it into the dough.&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/4832065599631317003-992528135196659986?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/992528135196659986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=992528135196659986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/992528135196659986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/992528135196659986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/09/quiet-time-basket-space.html' title='Quiet time basket: Space'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plXes9d2xU0/TnaoMo83NJI/AAAAAAAAClM/qxo_gPPYmWk/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-8575400839489862728</id><published>2011-09-10T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:29:00.732-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade details'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='themes'/><title type='text'>Tempe's Mermaid Nature Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My sweet oldest daughter turned 5 today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To celebrate, we invited 7 of her friends (and her best friend and sister, Helena, of course!) to a Mermaid Nature party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCsxmhBPuwc/Tmw1Z-h9y0I/AAAAAAAACkw/oDjWDxHqoy4/s1600/068.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650950352841591618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCsxmhBPuwc/Tmw1Z-h9y0I/AAAAAAAACkw/oDjWDxHqoy4/s400/068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The birthday girl in mid-blow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For the cake, I just made a white two layer cake with swirly white frosting and sprinkled the top liberally with edible golden glitter. Don't you love those tall curvy candles??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SRyjMTLpbO4/Tmw03MAv1jI/AAAAAAAACko/6eB_f_AMxxI/s1600/028.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650949755164939826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SRyjMTLpbO4/Tmw03MAv1jI/AAAAAAAACko/6eB_f_AMxxI/s400/028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Gorgeous "treasure" box is from D.I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NY0NhffOhUo/Tmw02yUo6XI/AAAAAAAACkg/huW3ka0GsIQ/s1600/029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650949748269050226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NY0NhffOhUo/Tmw02yUo6XI/AAAAAAAACkg/huW3ka0GsIQ/s400/029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I made mermaid dolls for all the little girls to take home--my wonderful mother-in-law embroidered the faces for me. They weren't the most fun thing I've ever made, but they turned out cute, and they were a hit when I handed them out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2CMozDwPegs/Tmw02_OnJII/AAAAAAAACkY/3Hvhus4gW7A/s1600/030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650949751733429378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2CMozDwPegs/Tmw02_OnJII/AAAAAAAACkY/3Hvhus4gW7A/s400/030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0akJ4fBorH4/Tmw02mTVQeI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xGUpy8z97_A/s1600/031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650949745042342370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0akJ4fBorH4/Tmw02mTVQeI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xGUpy8z97_A/s400/031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWw0lW65D5o/Tmw02tjR2eI/AAAAAAAACkI/OsOgHMyMngo/s1600/032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650949746988276194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWw0lW65D5o/Tmw02tjR2eI/AAAAAAAACkI/OsOgHMyMngo/s400/032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tsL5D3qFSC8/Tmw0QcV906I/AAAAAAAACkA/oUlvZJFAnHM/s1600/033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650949089534006178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tsL5D3qFSC8/Tmw0QcV906I/AAAAAAAACkA/oUlvZJFAnHM/s400/033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NZoMLZn1JqE/Tmw0QHNUnKI/AAAAAAAACj4/8jTUPKQ1WGk/s1600/034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650949083860606114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NZoMLZn1JqE/Tmw0QHNUnKI/AAAAAAAACj4/8jTUPKQ1WGk/s400/034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUQGHgqAzEE/Tmw0O3EELOI/AAAAAAAACjw/jhQPOnUMAGU/s1600/035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650949062346943714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUQGHgqAzEE/Tmw0O3EELOI/AAAAAAAACjw/jhQPOnUMAGU/s400/035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know treat tables are soooo cute and trendy, but as a mother, I just can't bring myself to serve a whole array of treats at a party. So instead we had lunch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sandy shells and pearls: seashell pasta with peas and toasted breadcrumbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mermaid fruit kabobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blue Jell-O with Swedish Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Crescent rolls (Tempe';s favorite food in the whole world)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mermaid juice (Strawberry Kiwi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy5GCD5xTKc/Tmw0Op9f8BI/AAAAAAAACjo/TSOklnfyYUw/s1600/036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650949058829742098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy5GCD5xTKc/Tmw0Op9f8BI/AAAAAAAACjo/TSOklnfyYUw/s400/036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; My sisters-in-law Katelyn and Corinne came over to help with the activities. Katelyn was on Mermaid Manicure duty, complete with shimmery lotion and "Mermaid Mist" (scented glitter spray).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Corinne helped out at the ocean sensory bin, which was the nature component of the party. I filled a large, shallow plastic bin with water, blue glitter, seashells, driftwood, and pearls. I also provided a table with a conch shell, magnifying glasses, tongs, and a brush to dust off the glitter. The girls examined the seashells and then picked pearls out of the "ocean" to make their own mermaid bracelets. It was a hit! The table was always crowded with little girls looking at shells through magnifying glasses or feeling around in the glittery water for pearls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also had a small bubble machine that I got at Wal-Mart for $6 going while the girls ate lunch. It sprays out hundreds of bubbles every minute, so it was like being surrounded by bubbles in the ocean. The girls &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; playing in the bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGoZ2J3m6MY/Tmw0Oj9s0rI/AAAAAAAACjg/qHMXj1pUc34/s1600/041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650949057219973810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGoZ2J3m6MY/Tmw0Oj9s0rI/AAAAAAAACjg/qHMXj1pUc34/s400/041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As always, I tried to get the maximum amount of cuteness for the minimum amount of money when I was planning this party. I estimate that I spent $35-$40 on this party, a big chunk of that going towards the dolls. Luckily, I already had a lot of the decorative items and I was able to find some more at D.I. Things like the bubble machine and nail polish will be used many, many more times at our house, so I don't count them in my party budget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-8575400839489862728?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8575400839489862728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=8575400839489862728&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8575400839489862728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8575400839489862728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/09/tempe-mermaid-nature-party.html' title='Tempe&amp;#39;s Mermaid Nature Party'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCsxmhBPuwc/Tmw1Z-h9y0I/AAAAAAAACkw/oDjWDxHqoy4/s72-c/068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5725484736263084005</id><published>2011-09-10T21:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T22:47:25.820-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tempe'/><title type='text'>{happy birthday} to my BIG GIRL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqKFqgxlNOE/Tmws_J48kxI/AAAAAAAACjY/eSZTcreeFfo/s1600/068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650941095941280530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqKFqgxlNOE/Tmws_J48kxI/AAAAAAAACjY/eSZTcreeFfo/s400/068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Five years ago today (at almost &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; this time--9:42 pm), I became a mother for the first time. It has been the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;greatest blessing&lt;/span&gt; of my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tempe is smart, creative, kind, thoughtful, obedient, helpful, sensitive, energetic, imaginative, resourceful, and a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; daughter and big sister. She is learning to go to her Heavenly Father in prayer when she needs help or comfort. She is always considerate of others, making sure that her friends are all having fun and feeling included. She is free with her compliments--she often tells perfect strangers that she loves their dress, or hair, or eyes. She sees beauty in everyone and everything. She is so polite (for a 5-year-old girl). She is becoming more and more independent--she likes to walk (most of the way) to preschool by herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We had a very busy, very exhausting, very fun day celebrating her birthday today. Nine of her friends came over for a Mermaid/Nature party in the morning and then we watched the BYU football game (bummer) at Jason's parent's house and had more birthday celebration over there. Pictures from the mermaid party on the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.junebugparties.blogspot.com"&gt;party blog&lt;/a&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/4832065599631317003-5725484736263084005?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5725484736263084005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5725484736263084005&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5725484736263084005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5725484736263084005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-to-my-big-girl.html' title='{happy birthday} to my BIG GIRL!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqKFqgxlNOE/Tmws_J48kxI/AAAAAAAACjY/eSZTcreeFfo/s72-c/068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-9180484592806056579</id><published>2011-09-07T13:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T13:37:59.999-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tempe'/><title type='text'>Tempe's first day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For most of the kids in my school district, the first day of school was several weeks ago... for Tempe, it was yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tempe's birthday is September 10th, so she missed the kindergarten deadline this year. Instead, she is going to my friend Kellie's preschool on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We've both been looking forward to this for at least a year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649700720571277042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P9kACNO0Jv0/TmfE3zjrXvI/AAAAAAAACjM/wFSSs2IP8aU/s400/007.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, she's so grown up... It makes my heart hurt to think of her going off to school next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been back and forth on how I feel about Tempe's borderline birthday ever since she was born. September birthdays are tricky, they complicate a lot of things, school being just one of them! Some days I groan and think "I still have another &lt;em&gt;year&lt;/em&gt; with all three of them at home?!" but most of the time I am so glad that I get my little girl home with me for an extra year! I know that once you start sending kids off to school, life is never the same. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-9180484592806056579?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/9180484592806056579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=9180484592806056579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/9180484592806056579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/9180484592806056579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/09/tempes-first-day-of-school.html' title='Tempe&apos;s first day of school'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P9kACNO0Jv0/TmfE3zjrXvI/AAAAAAAACjM/wFSSs2IP8aU/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-350754340062144300</id><published>2011-09-05T20:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:18:41.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sha la la la la la</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Labor Day! We had a great long weekend with my mom and Jason's family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My mom flew out from Tennessee to take me and the girls and my sister Kelsey (who is at BYU) to The Little Mermaid at Tuacahn in St. George. We had such an fun time! I've never been to Tuacahn before and it sure is amazing. The show was &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;. It was a very fun girls' weekend--the first of many, I am sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73WGF0tM3Y/TmWLFgP-XWI/AAAAAAAACi8/7bNouCHMGeA/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649074234278698338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73WGF0tM3Y/TmWLFgP-XWI/AAAAAAAACi8/7bNouCHMGeA/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My mom made this sweet mermaid costumes for Tempe and Helena. They got a lot of nice compliments at the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiVWCP9E-9o/TmWLFe4FieI/AAAAAAAACi0/J1uvMhWExC0/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649074233910069730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiVWCP9E-9o/TmWLFe4FieI/AAAAAAAACi0/J1uvMhWExC0/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfKODhJvXO4/TmWLFfLkwyI/AAAAAAAACis/fKWfKE2fGB0/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649074233991807778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfKODhJvXO4/TmWLFfLkwyI/AAAAAAAACis/fKWfKE2fGB0/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; After our little getaway to St. George, we headed back to Utah and spent the rest of the weekend with Jason's family at the cabin. Boy, was it beautiful! I loved the little nip in the air. Fall is on it's way!&lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-350754340062144300?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/350754340062144300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=350754340062144300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/350754340062144300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/350754340062144300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/09/sha-la-la-la-la-la.html' title='sha la la la la la'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73WGF0tM3Y/TmWLFgP-XWI/AAAAAAAACi8/7bNouCHMGeA/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4429943573148384794</id><published>2011-09-01T16:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T16:00:54.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>do you have a dream?</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;      &lt;p&gt;This is a Sponsored post written by me on behalf of &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/disclosure_clicks?oid=4936742'&gt;UPromise&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://izea.in/r14Lk'&gt;SocialSpark&lt;/a&gt;. 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I hope that my girls will see me continuing to learn and grow and be inspired to learn for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;span class='placeholder'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Do you want a chance to win $10,000 to help with your dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;span class='placeholder'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=14932&amp;amp;oid=4936742'&gt;www.upromisetodream.com&lt;/a&gt; is celebrating their 10th anniversary by compiling parents' dreams for their children on their dream wall. The dream that gets the most "Likes" has a chance to win $10,000! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;span class='placeholder'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Everyone has a dream for their children--what's yours? I'd love to hear about it here and see it on the official dream wall! You can find the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;span class='placeholder'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=14942&amp;amp;oid=4936742'&gt;dream wall official rules&lt;/a&gt; here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;span class='placeholder'&gt;&lt;div class='thumbnail'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.upromisetodream.com/?CS_003=6773330'&gt;&lt;img alt='correct spelling_UPromise_Brand_728x90_static.jpg' src='https://img.skitch.com/20110725-nam9t6xg7fd3kt73krftbq1rwf.medium.jpg' style='max-width:638px'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href='http://skitch.com'/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;  &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/disclosure_clicks?oid=4936742'&gt;    &lt;img style='border:none;' src='http://app.socialspark.com/views?oid=4936742' border='0' alt='Visit Sponsor&amp;apos;s Site'/&gt;  &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/4832065599631317003-4429943573148384794?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4429943573148384794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4429943573148384794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4429943573148384794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4429943573148384794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-you-have-dream.html' title='do you have a dream?'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5364814946654294272</id><published>2011-09-01T08:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T08:01:45.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So what's in Ohio?</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;      &lt;p&gt;This is a Sponsored post written by me on behalf of &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/disclosure_clicks?oid=4906972'&gt;Kalahari® Resorts&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://izea.in/r14Lk'&gt;SocialSpark&lt;/a&gt;. All opinions are 100% mine.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Someday when we have a million dollars, Jason and I hope to travel. A lot. We would love to go to Europe someday (sans kids, probably), but we also think that we should take advantage of the beautiful country we live in. America is so diverse and there is so much to see! I think that I could choose the cheapest flight on Southwest's website to wherever and find at least a weekend's worth of stuff to see--anywhere in the country!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;With that said, I wish I had known about the Kalahari Resort in &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=14372&amp;amp;oid=4906972'&gt;Sandusky&lt;/a&gt; before my friend Amanda moved away from Ohio :( We could have visited her and an AWESOME water park on the same trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;The Kalahari Resort in Sandusky boasts over 500,000 gallons of water, a lazy river, big slides, small slides, and something called the Zimbabwe Zipper that goes up to 40 mph! Hmmm... I bet all you stuck in traffic wish &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;were going 40 mph right now! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;There's also an outdoor adventure park with a zip line (that's what I want to try someday!) and a ropes course (that sounds fun, too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Not that you need it with all the &lt;a href='http://www.kalahariresorts.com/oh/specialoffers/bestrate/'&gt;awesome deals &lt;/a&gt;the resort offers, but right now Kalahari Resorts is having a &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=14392&amp;amp;oid=4906972'&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt; where you could win a stay at the Sandusky resort! All you have to do is leave a comment on &lt;a href='http://izea.com/win-a-free-night-with-kalahari-contest-official-rules/'&gt;this post &lt;/a&gt;and then tweet about it! And while you're at it, check out Kalahari Resorts on &lt;a href='http://www.twitter.com/kalahariresorts'&gt;Twitter &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href='http://www.facebook.com/kalahariresorts'&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Good luck! Maybe we'll see you there ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;  &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/disclosure_clicks?oid=4906972'&gt;    &lt;img style='border:none;' src='http://app.socialspark.com/views?oid=4906972' border='0' alt='Visit Sponsor&amp;apos;s Site'/&gt;  &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/4832065599631317003-5364814946654294272?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5364814946654294272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5364814946654294272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5364814946654294272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5364814946654294272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-what-in-ohio.html' title='So what&amp;#39;s in Ohio?'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-9140056940512624061</id><published>2011-08-29T12:46:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T13:13:17.430-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failed projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messes'/><title type='text'>Applesauce play-doh = a mistake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So remember how I was trying to come up with a &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/peanut-butter-playdough.html"&gt;baby-friendly edible play-doh&lt;/a&gt;? I thought if I mixed enough powdered sugar and powdered milk into applesauce, that would do the trick. So I mixed about 3 cups of powdered milk and a whole pound of powdered sugar into HALF A CAN of applesauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also killed the motor on my failing hand mixer (maybe a stand mixer is in my future?!?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just so you know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Applesauce does not work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gsFHAQCSP6U/Tlvi6KIX-JI/AAAAAAAACiU/3WV6QzWUPcw/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646356046618818706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gsFHAQCSP6U/Tlvi6KIX-JI/AAAAAAAACiU/3WV6QzWUPcw/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ok, it's a little gloppy, but it might be ok, right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aPkXa3g5BF4/TlvifhcK7EI/AAAAAAAACiM/Q66Sgbi_3II/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646355589019397186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aPkXa3g5BF4/TlvifhcK7EI/AAAAAAAACiM/Q66Sgbi_3II/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Juno was excited to smush it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f47Aas9icVE/TlvifZg23yI/AAAAAAAACiE/MQduI9sxGx0/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646355586891570978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f47Aas9icVE/TlvifZg23yI/AAAAAAAACiE/MQduI9sxGx0/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so were Tempe and Helena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ch3yVlbczMk/TlvhXh-Ib7I/AAAAAAAACh0/jZssqZodp4o/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646354352211259314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ch3yVlbczMk/TlvhXh-Ib7I/AAAAAAAACh0/jZssqZodp4o/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The problem came a few minutes later. This "play-doh" really had the consistency more of say, radioactive slime, and after a few minutes of very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; messy play, it started hardening on their hands.&lt;br /&gt;They all started to freak out.&lt;br /&gt;So I spent half an hour scraping it off their skin and then chiseling it off the counter, bowl, high chair tray, and trashcan.&lt;br /&gt;Fail.&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/4832065599631317003-9140056940512624061?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/9140056940512624061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=9140056940512624061&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/9140056940512624061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/9140056940512624061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/applesauce-play-doh-mistake.html' title='Applesauce play-doh = a mistake'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gsFHAQCSP6U/Tlvi6KIX-JI/AAAAAAAACiU/3WV6QzWUPcw/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-743298857776356608</id><published>2011-08-26T13:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T13:00:02.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen pipes are fun to have (not)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So when we bought our house, it had been sitting empty for about 15 months. It was winterized, meaning the gas wasn't on and there (supposedly) wasn't any water in the pipes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, the day that we closed, we went over to the house and turned on the heat. We let it warm up for a little bit, and then took Jason's parents over to see it. And that's where we got our big "Welcome to homeownership!": &lt;a href="http://www.rotorooter.com/our-services/residential/sewer-lines/"&gt;frozen pipes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When we went into the family room, we discovered water &lt;em&gt;pouring&lt;/em&gt; out of a bubble in the ceiling in the middle of the room. Can you imagine our horror??? We popped the bubble and squeezed as much water as we could into a trashcan and then called a plumber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The plumber came out, but by then the water had stopped. He fiddled around for a while, but finally came to the conclusion that when the house had been winterized, a tiny amount of water remained in the pipes in the family room ceiling. That water froze and then thawed rapidly when we began heating the house. He said he couldn't do anything without opening up the ceiling to look at it, so he suggested that we just call him if it started leaking again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And 2 1/2 years later, it still hasn't happened again. Weird?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This post sponsered by Bucks2Blog on behalf of RotoRooter. I was compensated, but all opinions are 100% mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-743298857776356608?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/743298857776356608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=743298857776356608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/743298857776356608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/743298857776356608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/frozen-pipes-are-fun-to-have-not.html' title='Frozen pipes are fun to have (not)'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-8914817619972143111</id><published>2011-08-25T13:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T13:43:27.560-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet time baskets'/><title type='text'>Quiet time basket: Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8SXLIxcvm0/TlakU4Y_G3I/AAAAAAAAChk/Z6dpL2R3u44/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644879861597018994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8SXLIxcvm0/TlakU4Y_G3I/AAAAAAAAChk/Z6dpL2R3u44/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This basket was one of the first four that I put together and for some reason was Tempe's favorite (I think it was pretty boring).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 is One&lt;/em&gt; by Tasha Tudor: gorgeous illustrations and fun rhyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two child-made abacuses. They made these in Bible School out of dowels, beads, styrofoam, and duct tape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A calculator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Number flash cards from 1-20 on a ring with 20 beads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A jar of pennnies and a piggy bank. I didn't actually do this, but I was going to trace the pennies on a piece of cardboard and number each circle, so the girls could lay the pennies out in the circles and count them. I chose pennies because they are worth 1, as opposed to nickels or dimes. But I never got around to that, so I just added the piggy bank and they had fun filling it up, dumping it out, filling it up, dumping it out, over and over and over...&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/4832065599631317003-8914817619972143111?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8914817619972143111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=8914817619972143111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8914817619972143111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8914817619972143111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/quiet-time-basket-counting.html' title='Quiet time basket: Counting'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8SXLIxcvm0/TlakU4Y_G3I/AAAAAAAAChk/Z6dpL2R3u44/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-2459593039873593340</id><published>2011-08-24T13:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T17:10:09.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{real estate} and what it means for your family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you ever look online to see what kind of house you could have gotten for the same price, but in a different part of the country?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I do. Even though we are perfectly happy in our house, I can't help but wonder what else is out there. I found this gorgeous gem on a &lt;a href="http://www.remax-midstates.com/KS/Kansas_City"&gt;Kansas City real estate website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644876477278075826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdd6yP_rkRg/TlahP40eO7I/AAAAAAAAChc/_PSk_qRlk44/s400/1674043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wow! I guess there &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;something to be said for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;midwest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That said, I really do love our house and it's well suited to our family. The best advice I can give for someone looking to buy their first home is to hold out for something you love. We looked at many, many houses, and a lot of them were bigger and cheaper than the one we ended up in. However, none of them felt like home. I couldn't picture making dinner in kitchen, going for walks in the neighborhood, playing in the backyard, or really raising a family in any of them. When we walked into our house for the first time, I felt like I was home. So despite the fact that we &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; have gotten more bang for our buck elsewhere, I am so glad that we ended up in our sweet little house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This post &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sponsored&lt;/span&gt; by Bucks2Blog on behalf of a Kansas City real estate company. I am being compensated, but all opinions are 100% mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-2459593039873593340?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2459593039873593340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=2459593039873593340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2459593039873593340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2459593039873593340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/real-estate-and-what-it-means-for-your.html' title='{real estate} and what it means for your family'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdd6yP_rkRg/TlahP40eO7I/AAAAAAAAChc/_PSk_qRlk44/s72-c/1674043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6429679920351067926</id><published>2011-08-22T09:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:27:00.972-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet time baskets'/><title type='text'>Quiet time basket: Alphabet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the first quiet time baskets I put together was this very basic alphabet basket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643146445632693570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYWxCfLBJHM/TlB7yytx5UI/AAAAAAAAChU/uk3ci5UuQq0/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;Books&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AlphaOops! The Day Z Went First&lt;/em&gt; by Alethea Kontiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A, You're Adorable&lt;/em&gt; by Martha Alexander, Buddy Kaye, Fred Wise, and Sidney Lippman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tempe's personalized alphabet book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqee65Sn23c/TlB7yhal_uI/AAAAAAAAChM/6XK-a83YmDA/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643146440988819170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqee65Sn23c/TlB7yhal_uI/AAAAAAAAChM/6XK-a83YmDA/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Alphabet sorting game: the alphabet cardstock cards are from a craft store and the container is a bead sorting container.&lt;br /&gt;Chicka Chicka Boom Boom activity: I swear I thought of this on my own, over a month ago, but I just saw it on someone's linky. BOO! I hate when that happens. Anyway, it's an old cookie sheet with a tree painted on it and a set of alphabet magnets. We had fun playing with this! I would cover the whole tree with letters and then ask the girls to pick me a letter A, or a letter H, and they would find it for me. You could teach vowels and consonants with this, too.&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/4832065599631317003-6429679920351067926?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6429679920351067926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6429679920351067926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6429679920351067926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6429679920351067926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/quiet-time-basket-alphabet.html' title='Quiet time basket: Alphabet'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYWxCfLBJHM/TlB7yytx5UI/AAAAAAAAChU/uk3ci5UuQq0/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-2769862542611379906</id><published>2011-08-20T19:22:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T20:36:25.287-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensory activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Peanut butter playdough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're trying to cut back on tv here (we even canceled Dish!) That mean a bit more creativity on my part than letting Tempe and Helena watch Curious George/Arthur &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every single day&lt;/span&gt; while I make dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last week we made a batch of peanut butter playdough to go with the adorable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/30133046"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;woodland creatures cookie cutters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; that I got at Ikea. When it's time to work in the kitchen, I give them each a ball of peanut butter playdough (equal parts powdered sugar and creamy peanut butter), a handful of raisins and cheerios, cookie cutters and a rolling pin. Tempe and Helena &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; making "cookies" while I make dinner. Double points: this is a sensory activity &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; a fine motor exercise. Plus, it's pretty tasty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643120835523350850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zimzeSv-oLU/TlBkgFn5kUI/AAAAAAAACgs/Xl0zixApVCQ/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w06nfxiBTk8/TlBlq1-7i7I/AAAAAAAAChE/cngxdgh17Cw/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643122119815170994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w06nfxiBTk8/TlBlq1-7i7I/AAAAAAAAChE/cngxdgh17Cw/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Maybe you don't know this about Tempe--she &lt;em&gt;loves &lt;/em&gt;moose (I always want to add an "s" to the end of that word). They are her favorite animal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-or-4aNcdUEk/TlBlqm199OI/AAAAAAAACg8/LJzK8rXZiqY/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643122115751048418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-or-4aNcdUEk/TlBlqm199OI/AAAAAAAACg8/LJzK8rXZiqY/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4poWDyhvw60/TlBk_tQGU7I/AAAAAAAACg0/q7ShUzI5QSU/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643121378736886706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4poWDyhvw60/TlBk_tQGU7I/AAAAAAAACg0/q7ShUzI5QSU/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Juno hasn't been able to participate in this activity, because she's not 1 yet. I'm contemplating what other ingredient I could combine with powdered sugar to make edible playdough for babies. Mashed bananas? Applesauce? Any ideas?&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/4832065599631317003-2769862542611379906?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2769862542611379906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=2769862542611379906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2769862542611379906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2769862542611379906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/peanut-butter-playdough.html' title='Peanut butter playdough'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zimzeSv-oLU/TlBkgFn5kUI/AAAAAAAACgs/Xl0zixApVCQ/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-389936579307271957</id><published>2011-08-17T14:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T14:51:43.040-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip dysplasia'/><title type='text'>Juno is 9 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKtR_X3RqK0/Tkwgf2G0coI/AAAAAAAACgk/TPJTs2zFMog/s1600/9months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641920164660540034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKtR_X3RqK0/Tkwgf2G0coI/AAAAAAAACgk/TPJTs2zFMog/s400/9months.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Can you believe this little cutie has been out of my belly just as long as she was in it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Juno's been out of her cast for 3 weeks, and in that time she has learned that she can roll across the room to get to something she wants. She can turn herself in a circle when she's on her tummy, and she pushes herself up so high that I think crawling is right around the corner. She is getting better at sitting, but still needs a lot of support. When I hold her upright in a standing position, she bears weight on her legs for a few seconds at a time, but not constantly. That's normal for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt; babies--I'm actually surprised she's bearing any weight at all! She does wear her&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye-pavlik-hello-abduction.html"&gt; hip abduction brace &lt;/a&gt;at night to stabilize her hip and probably will for a few more months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's a list of things Juno can do now that she's out of her cast:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sit in her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bumbo&lt;/span&gt; seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Swing in the baby swing outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ride in a normal &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;carseat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wear pants, leggings, tights, legwarmers, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suck on her toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Go swimming (although she hates it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sit in an umbrella stroller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Roll both directions (back to front and front to back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sit up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ride in the baby basket of a shopping cart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sleep on her tummy (which she prefers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Take a bath!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Juno &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; started babbling. I've been starting to worry because she has never babbled "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bababa&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dadada&lt;/span&gt;" or anything similar. But this week she started saying "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mamama&lt;/span&gt;"! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! I know she's not talking &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; me, but I still like that her first consonant sounds were mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's crazy how many things the cast affected. You wouldn't think being in a body cast would have an effect on fine motor skills, but it did! Since she couldn't sit in any kind of chair with a tray, she didn't practice using the pincer grip very much. Now that she can sit in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bumbo&lt;/span&gt; seat and eat finger foods, her fine motor skills are improving. She's also just learning that flapping only one arm is "waving".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not sure how much she weighs, but I'm guessing around 12 pounds. She is down to two feedings at night, one before I go to bed, so I only have to wake up with her once. Easy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;peasy&lt;/span&gt;. I've also started gradually weaning her--I alternate nursing and bottles of milk throughout the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finally, plans for her birthday party are coming right along. It's going to be absolutely adorable, so stay tuned! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-389936579307271957?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/389936579307271957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=389936579307271957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/389936579307271957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/389936579307271957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/juno-is-9-months-old.html' title='Juno is 9 months old!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKtR_X3RqK0/Tkwgf2G0coI/AAAAAAAACgk/TPJTs2zFMog/s72-c/9months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4488622011800242081</id><published>2011-08-06T22:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:45:06.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>after the cast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been over two weeks since Juno's Spica cast came off, so I thought I should give an update on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But first, I wanted to write a little about the first few days after the cast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was &lt;strong&gt;hard!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wasn't expecting that. I was so excited and I guess in my head I thought Juno would automatically be happier and be moving all over the house. I was envisioning her doing all the things that other babies her age have been doing for months, like her HD never happened at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You know what happens when you have &lt;strong&gt;expectations&lt;/strong&gt;. They are usually not met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Juno was very fussy for several days. Nobody warned me that she would be stiff and sore and not want to move her legs (although it makes sense after thinking about the position her legs were in for 3 months!) Just like getting her Spica on was an adjustment, getting used to life without it was another adjustment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I always want to be honest on this blog, especially for those who are dealing with HD in their own lives. I cried the day after her cast came off. I was disappointed. I really saw for the first time since she was diagnosed how "behind" she is and how much muscle tone she lacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also realized just how long we will have to watch her hips. She'll go back to the ortho every three months for a year and then every year until she is 14 years old. We still have a long road and it's a bit overwhelming sometimes. I'm already nervous about her next appointment in October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I guess what I'm trying to say is this. I thought if we could just get through three months in the Spica, we would feel so relieved and it would be &lt;strong&gt;over.&lt;/strong&gt; And in reality, it won't be over for a long time. It's kind of anticlimactic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now for the update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She is rolling all over the place, and when she's on her tummy, she moves her legs like she wants to crawl. I think she knows how to crawl, she just can't physically do it yet. She can sit up pretty well on grass or something squishy like a bed, but has a hard time on flat surfaces like the floor. She is happy and loves playing on the floor with her sisters! Tempe has been my big helper--she goes around the house and looks for stuff that Juno could get now that she is more mobile.&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/4832065599631317003-4488622011800242081?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4488622011800242081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4488622011800242081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4488622011800242081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4488622011800242081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/after-cast.html' title='after the cast'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6535118108789953759</id><published>2011-08-05T14:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T15:06:17.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>where children sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first time I saw it, I thought it was too good to be true and there was no way we would get to live in such a wonderful home. I was overjoyed when we actually got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But after 2 1/2 years, the novelty has worn off and I have a whole list of things I'm not happy with in our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lens.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/08/04/where-children-sleep/"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;was a really eye-opening piece that made me, once again, so grateful for what we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our lawn is full of weeds and dying, but my children have a safe, fun place to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The bathroom fixtures are outdated, but we have access to clean, hot water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The girls' bedrooms are small, but they have a room full of toys and a warm bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And thinking we are goint to outgrow this house in a few years is silly--larger families live in smaller homes all over the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/4832065599631317003-6535118108789953759?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6535118108789953759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6535118108789953759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6535118108789953759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6535118108789953759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-children-sleep.html' title='where children sleep'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-8922368640422112691</id><published>2011-08-01T11:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T11:47:52.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the keystone state</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I was 16, my family moved from North Carolina (where we had lived since I was a baby) to Pennsylvania. It was hard. There are five kids in my family--I'm the oldest--and we all struggled a lot the first few months. We blame my mom because a few years earlier, she felt like our family needed something to bind us together more strongly so she started praying for trials. Then my dad left his job and was out of work for 18 months, we got in a car accident and my mom lost her spleen, and we moved from the house my parents had completely remodeled into a 3-bedroom apartment. My dad finally found a new job, albeit a temporary one, in &lt;a href="http://www.coatesville.org/"&gt;Coatesville, Pennsylvania &lt;/a&gt;and we moved about a month before I started my junior year of high school.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, it was really hard at first. That first day of school, all five of us came home in tears. But my mom got her wish: we became so much closer as a family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This month marks ten years since we moved. Ten years! My dad got promoted to corporate headquarters in Tennessee when I was a freshman at college, so my family only lived in PA for about 2 1/2 years. I think it was just enough time for what we needed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I ended up absolutely loving PA. I made the best friends ever there and had some wonderful experiences. To celebrate my family's ten-year-PA anniversary, here are my ten favorite memories.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) When President Hinckley came to Philadelphia, we all rode the train into the city to listen. And by "we all", I mean basically my whole stake. It was so fun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) One night when there was going to be a meteor shower, me and all my friends from church got up at 3 in the morning, drove to the church, and watched the meteor shower together in the field next to the parking lot. Then we slept until seminary began at 6:15.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) For my friend's birthday one year, a bunch of us rented canoes and canoed down the river. The lady that rented them to us told us she'd be at the pickup spot in 3 hours. But we had so much fun swimming, splashing, and exploring that I think we didn't get there for like 6 hours. Sorry, lady.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) We used to go sledding on the VA hill behind school and then go to my house for hot chocolate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) The Strawberry Festival was &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; on my birthday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6) Going to the Jersey shore for the day every summer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7) Halloween. It was so much more fun in PA than it ever was in NC!&lt;br /&gt;8) Fall will always, always, always remind me of PA. I guess because we moved at the beginning of the most beautiful golden, blue skied fall I have ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9) Getting water ice from &lt;a href="http://www.ritasice.com/"&gt;Rita's &lt;/a&gt;during gym class (our lazy teachers let us count walking to and from as exercise)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10) Finally, going to church in a haunted mental hospital was pretty crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/4832065599631317003-8922368640422112691?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8922368640422112691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=8922368640422112691&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8922368640422112691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8922368640422112691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/08/keystone-state.html' title='the keystone state'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7695456911563076098</id><published>2011-07-25T09:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T09:03:00.846-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spraypaint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do it yourself'/><title type='text'>spraypaint makes everything new</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HX7umaphMq4/TipC2_GrSrI/AAAAAAAACgY/qAEiktmUySs/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632387796400032434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HX7umaphMq4/TipC2_GrSrI/AAAAAAAACgY/qAEiktmUySs/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So a few months ago I got this pair of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;barstools&lt;/span&gt; at DI for $8 each. They're super nice construction, solid wood, and I love the curvy legs. They were a little banged up, but they looked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Then I got another bar stool (also from DI) that is similar but a different finish. I thought it would match my table and chairs, but it didn't quite match that either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I left them like that for a while, but recently I got sick of having 3 different wood finishes in the same small area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So of course, I went to the spraypaint aisle at Wal-Mart. I was reaching for my favorite (Krylon Cherry Red) but I decided I should branch out and try something new. I went with Krylon Global Blue instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DplB9oaIwso/TipC2VfLnGI/AAAAAAAACgQ/WU0xkmh1dS0/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632387785228524642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DplB9oaIwso/TipC2VfLnGI/AAAAAAAACgQ/WU0xkmh1dS0/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the chair after a coat of paint. It was way too bright blue. It was like a fluorescent marker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQeFgHODlLQ/TipC2PlJCzI/AAAAAAAACgI/diIcJi-fBDw/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632387783642909490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQeFgHODlLQ/TipC2PlJCzI/AAAAAAAACgI/diIcJi-fBDw/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I still had some glaze leftover from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/04/goodbye-coffee-table.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;project, so I decided to glaze the chairs. I didn't take after pictures of the curvy bar stools, but here is the other one. I love how they turned out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHsJnbr9LRo/TipC2PJz6rI/AAAAAAAACgA/OwCLa4trxzk/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632387783528278706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHsJnbr9LRo/TipC2PJz6rI/AAAAAAAACgA/OwCLa4trxzk/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aug_KliWyBY/TipC11XBLcI/AAAAAAAACf4/HnLYjDs7gXA/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632387776604351938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aug_KliWyBY/TipC11XBLcI/AAAAAAAACf4/HnLYjDs7gXA/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Since these chairs don't have a lot nooks and crannies for the glaze, I glazed them a little differently. I brushed the glaze on really thick and then carefully wiped it off with a dry rag. I went over the same area 3-4 times to get it how I wanted it. The great thing about glaze is it's very forgiving--if you don't like it, you can wipe it off with a wet rag before it dries, and if you want more, you can add more. &lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-7695456911563076098?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7695456911563076098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7695456911563076098&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7695456911563076098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7695456911563076098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/07/spraypaint-makes-everything-new.html' title='spraypaint makes everything new'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HX7umaphMq4/TipC2_GrSrI/AAAAAAAACgY/qAEiktmUySs/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-3354127321273570921</id><published>2011-07-22T13:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T13:49:05.324-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip dysplasia'/><title type='text'>my baby has {legs}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, yesterday was Juno's big day! After an open hip reduction, 6 weeks in a Spica cast, and 6 weeks in a broomstick cast, she is finally free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DMLqCsps2r0/TinRq1jIqKI/AAAAAAAACfw/P6d8a7gFEFg/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632263342862674082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DMLqCsps2r0/TinRq1jIqKI/AAAAAAAACfw/P6d8a7gFEFg/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This is Dr. Stevens. He's Juno's pediatric orthopedist. He works at &lt;a href="http://intermountainhealthcare.org/hospitals/primarychildrens/Pages/home.aspx"&gt;Primary Chidren's Medical Center&lt;/a&gt;, but he also volunteers his time and talents &lt;a href="http://www.mercyships.org/blog/entry/salt-lake-city-doctor-boards-mercy-ship"&gt;all over the world&lt;/a&gt;. He's been treating disorders like HD, club feet, and bowed legs for over 30 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCwLjO49ay8/TinRq8MMJ4I/AAAAAAAACfo/KbXemfuESCo/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632263344645482370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCwLjO49ay8/TinRq8MMJ4I/AAAAAAAACfo/KbXemfuESCo/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Juno did not like the saw at all. I don't blame her! It was so loud that I couldn't even hear her screaming. It must have been scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xh1t9bktHQ/TinRpzOifoI/AAAAAAAACfg/rUHCDo8Fe7o/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632263325059546754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xh1t9bktHQ/TinRpzOifoI/AAAAAAAACfg/rUHCDo8Fe7o/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And here's my little frog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After 3 months with her knees bent and her legs spread apart, she is incredibly flexible! She's also still pretty sore while her muscles adjust and change position. We're looking forward to seeing her discover all the things her legs can do in the next few weeks!&lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-3354127321273570921?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3354127321273570921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=3354127321273570921&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3354127321273570921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3354127321273570921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-baby-has-legs.html' title='my baby has {legs}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DMLqCsps2r0/TinRq1jIqKI/AAAAAAAACfw/P6d8a7gFEFg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4310675685498998457</id><published>2011-07-22T08:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:02:57.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my kids want a Tracfone</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;      &lt;p&gt;This post brought to you by &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/disclosure_clicks?oid=4399002'&gt;TracFone&lt;/a&gt;.  All opinions are 100% mine.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;I was talking to a friend today about what a different world our kids are growing up in. When we were kids, we spent all day during the summer playing with friends in the mountains or the woods, building forts, swimming, looking for wild berries to pick. Now I can't imagine letting my kids be gone all day without any way of contacting them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Of course, my kids are still really young, but in this day of cell phones and instant communication, it's really hard to imagine sending them anywhere without a phone. When my kids are old enough, I think a Tracfone might be the perfect solution. With Tracfone's affordable phones and no-contract, pay-as-you-go plans, it's the perfect phone for a busy family with multiple children. There are inexpensive monthly plans for every budget and Tracfone even offers double minutes for the life of your phone one some models! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=13262&amp;amp;oid=4399002'&gt;real TracFone customers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Plus, Tracfone is super reliable, which is so important to me in case of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=13252&amp;amp;oid=4399002'&gt;real TracFone customers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Can you imagine not being able to contact your family after an emergency?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;We all know that most cell phone plans offer free long distance. Tracfone is the only wireless service that offers international calling for the same price as any other call! So if Jason and I ever take that European vacation, we'll still be able to call the girls and tell them goodnight at bedtime :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;You probably think that all pay-as-you-go wireless services only offer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;dorky, outdated phones. Tracfone actually has brand name phones from leading manufacturers to fit every need--from simple to smart!  So you can get an affordable phone and still have all the features you want, like full keyboards, web access, camera/video, and mp3 player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	 &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;iframe width='425' src='http://www.youtube.com/embed/vPogROzTVuU' height='349' frameborder='0' allowfullscreen=''&gt; &lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;	&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;&lt;span style='display: none' _fck_bookmark='1'&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: trebuchet ms, helvetica, sans-serif'&gt;Tempe and Helena might only be 4 and 3, but Helena's already asking for her own phone. She'll still have to wait a few years, but it's nice to know there are options!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;  &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/disclosure_clicks?oid=4399002'&gt;    &lt;img style='border:none;' src='http://app.socialspark.com/views?oid=4399002' border='0' alt='Visit Sponsor&amp;apos;s Site'/&gt;  &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/4832065599631317003-4310675685498998457?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4310675685498998457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4310675685498998457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4310675685498998457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4310675685498998457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-kids-want-tracfone.html' title='my kids want a Tracfone'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vPogROzTVuU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-1439252906326277808</id><published>2011-07-19T15:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:02:33.270-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broomstick cast'/><title type='text'>Juno is 8 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Juno's 8 month birthday was Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ERDuGpscjQc/TiX8VA2-ewI/AAAAAAAACfY/SbVWLRYqh-4/s1600/8%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631184347034712834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ERDuGpscjQc/TiX8VA2-ewI/AAAAAAAACfY/SbVWLRYqh-4/s400/8%2Bmonths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Look at that big girl! She just discovered she has hair, so she always has one hand on her bar and one hand on her head. I actually found her asleep like this the other night--with her legs up and holding onto her bar. It looks uncomfortable, but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This month, Juno learned how to roll over. I think that's quite a feat, considering she has to lift her legs before she flips herself. The only problem is she can't roll from her tummy to her back, so once she flips onto her tummy, she's stuck. I have to go save her every once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjoWUoAm8dM/TiX8U02l1XI/AAAAAAAACfQ/mwelMAab0cQ/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631184343811872114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjoWUoAm8dM/TiX8U02l1XI/AAAAAAAACfQ/mwelMAab0cQ/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if I don't get to her in time..... ohhh, she's sad!&lt;br /&gt;Now that Juno is eating big girl food, she's sleeping much better at night. She usually only wakes up once at night. She loves to eat--especially carrots. If she's sitting on my lap and I'm eating but not sharing with her, she rocks her legs back and forth and moans until I give her something. I find myself feeding her all kinds of things that I would never have given Tempe or Helena at this age--cheesecake, cupcakes, ice cream, cookies. Yeah. I know it's bad.&lt;br /&gt;Still no teeth!&lt;br /&gt;And the best news is... drumroll: the cast comes off on Thursday!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-1439252906326277808?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1439252906326277808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=1439252906326277808&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1439252906326277808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1439252906326277808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/07/juno-is-8-months-old.html' title='Juno is 8 months old!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ERDuGpscjQc/TiX8VA2-ewI/AAAAAAAACfY/SbVWLRYqh-4/s72-c/8%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4672354448801047080</id><published>2011-07-13T19:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T19:43:42.758-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Parunzel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tempe and Helena (and I) loooooove the movie &lt;em&gt;Tangled&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They haven't quite got the proper pronounciation of her name down yet, but they love to pretend they are locked in the tower with super long blond hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"And we have a mean mom... but the mom isn't you, Mom!!"&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the reassurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I decided they could use some Rapunzel hair, so I picked up some yellow yarn and made this long braid for them to play with. I won't lie, it was tedious to make, because the stupid yarn kept tangling as I laid it all out. But it turned out pretty cute and they are smitten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xAtSKQft1jc/Th5JACYMhWI/AAAAAAAACe4/gyLwvptz3oA/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629016849246881122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xAtSKQft1jc/Th5JACYMhWI/AAAAAAAACe4/gyLwvptz3oA/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lhrKumtqKs0/Th5I_j7FZ4I/AAAAAAAACew/slmKlg-iT18/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629016841071716226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lhrKumtqKs0/Th5I_j7FZ4I/AAAAAAAACew/slmKlg-iT18/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;{Please excuse the blurry child--she won't hold still long enough to take a decent picture}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-4672354448801047080?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4672354448801047080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4672354448801047080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4672354448801047080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4672354448801047080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/07/parunzel.html' title='Parunzel'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xAtSKQft1jc/Th5JACYMhWI/AAAAAAAACe4/gyLwvptz3oA/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-2288393063724096146</id><published>2011-07-10T19:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T19:37:26.795-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet time baskets'/><title type='text'>Quiet time baskets: Pioneers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The worst thing that could ever happen to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SAHM&lt;/span&gt; happened to me the week Juno was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helena gave up her nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tempe gave up her nap years ago, but was still perfectly happy to play quietly in her room while Helena slept so I could have a break. But Helena refused to play by herself in her room, and if she was downstairs, of course Tempe wanted to be downstairs, too. I tried everything, but I finally had to accept that my kids were done napping. I suffered through it for a few months but I soon realized that for my sanity, I need a break after lunch--to nap, to read, to recharge. So I started letting the girls watch a movie every day after lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; doing that. I hate setting my kids in front of the TV, but I realized that it's better for them to watch a bunch of TV and have a happy mom than for me to scream at them all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I still let them watch a movie every day, but before we do that, we spend half an hour with our Quiet Time baskets. I put the four baskets out on the rug and set the timer for 10 minutes. The girls can choose to play with one of the baskets, look at library books, or do an art project. After the timer goes off, they can stay where they are or choose something new. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Quiet Time baskets are inspired by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesleepytimegal.com/the-library-montessori-style-baskets/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Montessori-style baskets. Currently we have an alphabet basket, a counting basket, a getting dressed basket, and in honor of Utah's upcoming holiday, this pioneer basket. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627897945295397378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrKm7zVkmh0/ThpPXQV7ogI/AAAAAAAACeg/8Brb5huaPw4/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a Little House picture book, a book called &lt;em&gt;Pioneer Tales &lt;/em&gt;(I wanted &lt;em&gt;I Walked to Zion&lt;/em&gt; but it's out of print!!), a pioneer bonnet, a teeny log cabin we got at DI, a dollhouse cast iron stove, and two of the dolls from my childhood dollhouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTLJ1pKsH_4/ThpPXnGRHwI/AAAAAAAACeo/0ZOvi-RWe7Y/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627897951403712258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTLJ1pKsH_4/ThpPXnGRHwI/AAAAAAAACeo/0ZOvi-RWe7Y/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm excited to rotate activities and themes through these baskets! The girls still don't understand the point, but I hope soon they enjoy playing quietly for a few minutes each afternoon.&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/4832065599631317003-2288393063724096146?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2288393063724096146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=2288393063724096146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2288393063724096146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2288393063724096146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/07/quiet-time-baskets-pioneers.html' title='Quiet time baskets: Pioneers'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrKm7zVkmh0/ThpPXQV7ogI/AAAAAAAACeg/8Brb5huaPw4/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-2551004392338593625</id><published>2011-07-05T21:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T21:45:35.673-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>4th of July book reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been taking my kids to the library for storytime since Tempe was about 10 months old. We haven't missed very many weeks in 4 years! The librarians at our little branch have watched my kids--and my family!--grow over the last few years and by now they all know us by name. Can I just say how much I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So since we go to the library every week, we check out a lot of kids' books every year. I've been meaning to do this for a while--start sharing some of our favorites with all of yours. Here are a few patriotic books that were fun to read during this time of year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3MDyTgeDxVw/ThPSZONVSkI/AAAAAAAACdQ/brEKfhICkaI/s1600/guthrie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626071690268461634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3MDyTgeDxVw/ThPSZONVSkI/AAAAAAAACdQ/brEKfhICkaI/s400/guthrie.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "This Land is Your Land" by Woody Guthrie and Kathy Jakobsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This book's gorgeous panel illustrations are illustrations of places and experiences from Woody's life that go hand-in-hand with his song lyrics. I felt like we were traveling the country, by foot and by rail, along with Woody as we read this book. This book is a wonderful tribute to American culture (folk music) and the diversity of our landscapes and cities. Helena has been singing "This land is your land.... this land is my land... from California... to the New York Island...." ever since we checked it out! It would be perfect for a unit on travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070487449284146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SiulXlFjcgY/ThPRTNW5LjI/AAAAAAAACdA/DQ41i-3Kyyc/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"The Scrambled States of America" by Laurie Keller&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kansas is bored (probably because he is so boring). He finally convinces Nebraska, North Dakota, South Dakota and the rest of the states to mix things up and switch places. Hilarity ensues. This was a funny way to learn the locations and little tidbits about each state. Some of the illustrations even alluded to time zones! It was interesting to read about each state as an individual, especially the states that I don't know much about. Like the Woody Guthrie book, it emphasized our diversity as a country and how each state has so much to offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMFbscRFvis/ThPRS0elllI/AAAAAAAACc4/pmu-uPeAsD8/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070480770668114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMFbscRFvis/ThPRS0elllI/AAAAAAAACc4/pmu-uPeAsD8/s400/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How to Make a Cherry Pie and See the U.S.A." by Marjorie Priceman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you want to make a cherry pie, you'll need a pie tin, a rolling pin, measuring cups, and other supplies. If you don't have them, you could run out to a "bake shop"--or you could travel the country, gathering the raw materials and processing them yourself (coal from West Virginia to make iron for the pie tin, etc) This book takes you around the country by different modes of transportation showing you which resources can be found in different states. Great for geography!&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/4832065599631317003-2551004392338593625?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2551004392338593625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=2551004392338593625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2551004392338593625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2551004392338593625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july-book-reviews.html' title='4th of July book reviews'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3MDyTgeDxVw/ThPSZONVSkI/AAAAAAAACdQ/brEKfhICkaI/s72-c/guthrie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-3141317623714181891</id><published>2011-07-05T15:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:29:00.826-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy treats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting'/><title type='text'>It's a grand old flag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;{happy 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Our family normally goes to Idaho to celebrate Independence Day with extended family, but this year we are headed up for a wedding a week later. We didn't want to make two trips, so we decided to stay home for the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. It was strange celebrating here! I invited my husband's two brothers and their families over for dinner and sparklers. I really, really tried to limit myself to just making dinner, but you know I can't pass up a chance to have a party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAPaGobekYY/ThSkrsPlgwI/AAAAAAAACeY/hQc72vuWaU8/s1600/setup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626302905010455298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAPaGobekYY/ThSkrsPlgwI/AAAAAAAACeY/hQc72vuWaU8/s400/setup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For dinner, I made Carolina pulled pork sandwiches, Memphis-style coleslaw, Boston baked beans, Nebraska corn on the cob, New York cheesecake, fruit kabobs, and cherry pie. Our party theme was supposed to be "A Tour of the States" or something like that. I also printed off an unlabeled map of the United States and the adults had to fill them in. It took me three tries to find Michigan... I was also going to have a matching game with fun/interesting facts about each state and make really cute invitations using an outline of the country, but like I said, I was trying to limit myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMe2IasmQRQ/ThSkrIzqd6I/AAAAAAAACeQ/IbDju7BYn7U/s1600/setup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626302895498098594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMe2IasmQRQ/ThSkrIzqd6I/AAAAAAAACeQ/IbDju7BYn7U/s400/setup2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This table was a perfect example of how easy it is to find serving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; and decorations at a thrift store. &lt;strong&gt;Everything&lt;/strong&gt; on this table (except the red and blue bowls with the coleslaw and baked beans) are from my local thrift store. The sandwiches (already assembled) are in a big blue roasting pan (which I can reuse, score!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AaklXcUGshQ/ThSkq5RtZlI/AAAAAAAACeI/rjJImsADWw4/s1600/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626302891329152594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AaklXcUGshQ/ThSkq5RtZlI/AAAAAAAACeI/rjJImsADWw4/s400/house.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This ugly little house display shelf is currently my proudest D.I. find! It was perfect as a mini cheesecake display for our "homespun" 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Fl05U7hFnQ/ThSkeCWdiXI/AAAAAAAACeA/U1zu_wFcxZ0/s1600/pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626302670426704242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Fl05U7hFnQ/ThSkeCWdiXI/AAAAAAAACeA/U1zu_wFcxZ0/s400/pie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;took a red berry wreath that I got at D.I. a year or two ago and put it around the cherry pie dish. Super easy way to dress up any pie! Can I say how much I love how it looks? Wreaths are so easy to find at thrift stores (at least in Utah) or to make for any occasion. I also got that cute little red dish at D.I. Oh, how I wish there had been more of them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yD-LYBiAVLs/ThSkdQ5AuOI/AAAAAAAACd4/dNxdg5Lo944/s1600/berries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626302657149843682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yD-LYBiAVLs/ThSkdQ5AuOI/AAAAAAAACd4/dNxdg5Lo944/s400/berries.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUWf2DTBsHM/ThSkcyoqaBI/AAAAAAAACdw/oWaH1L7EeN0/s1600/sean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626302649028208658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUWf2DTBsHM/ThSkcyoqaBI/AAAAAAAACdw/oWaH1L7EeN0/s400/sean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Uncle Sean lighting super sparklers from his fairly recent wedding for cousins Maddy and Libby and Helena and Tempe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qVlziMIxUo/ThSkcM4lHrI/AAAAAAAACdg/WnTiFvmcVqU/s1600/dadandlena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626302638894423730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qVlziMIxUo/ThSkcM4lHrI/AAAAAAAACdg/WnTiFvmcVqU/s400/dadandlena.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Helena was so scared of the very loud illegal firework that Sean shot off. She insisted on sitting behind Dad and covering her ears before he lit the second one--then she was sad that there weren't any more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4832065599631317003-3141317623714181891?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3141317623714181891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=3141317623714181891&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3141317623714181891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3141317623714181891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-grand-old-flag.html' title='It&amp;#39;s a grand old flag...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAPaGobekYY/ThSkrsPlgwI/AAAAAAAACeY/hQc72vuWaU8/s72-c/setup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5348271610931465987</id><published>2011-07-04T14:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T19:01:25.822-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>beatin' the heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We currently are without air conditioning--we're looking into getting it fixed, but we might have to suck it up until next summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's 84 degrees downstairs and 90+ upstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've had to get creative to beat the heat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today I let the girls play with this ice sensory bin that I have been making all week! It kept us all cool for an hour or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V20gcFg0k-4/ThIrgkJHznI/AAAAAAAACcA/2CsDebcovHo/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625606722996915826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V20gcFg0k-4/ThIrgkJHznI/AAAAAAAACcA/2CsDebcovHo/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It took me so long to make because I wanted layers of colors. So I froze a red layer, then an orange on top of it, then yellow, and so on. I put two little rubbery frogs in each layer (from the party section at Target, 12 for $2). The girls had to "excavate" the frogs using things from around the house--a toy hammer, a rock, a bowl of water, a bowl of salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625606712768469842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CfRMu5w0yYY/ThIrf-CeG1I/AAAAAAAACb4/CgBjFZV_UFs/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was fun experimenting with the different tools and seeing what melted the ice best! We found that salt made a huge impact in a short amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xDWmRASC2VM/ThIrfffECjI/AAAAAAAACbw/hwkIHbAwC0U/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625606704566897202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xDWmRASC2VM/ThIrfffECjI/AAAAAAAACbw/hwkIHbAwC0U/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at those rainbow layers! Food coloring makes a huge mess, so they played with it on an old towel on the grass and ended up with blue fingers :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ETA: I just wanted to add that this was not an original idea. I came across it on a blog a while back but when I went looking for the post, I couldn't find it. Otherwise I would have linked to the original post. It was either on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.notimeforflashcards.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.notimeforflashcards.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.notjustcute.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.notjustcute.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Those are both fabulous blogs with great ideas for fun and learning!&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/4832065599631317003-5348271610931465987?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5348271610931465987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5348271610931465987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5348271610931465987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5348271610931465987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/07/beatin-heat.html' title='beatin&apos; the heat'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V20gcFg0k-4/ThIrgkJHznI/AAAAAAAACcA/2CsDebcovHo/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-3196331002712772304</id><published>2011-07-02T14:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T15:03:44.411-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>the most delicious food I make</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the beginning of the year, I started getting the magazine Cooking Light in the mail. I had no idea where it came from, but it was addressed to me, so it wasn't being delivered to the wrong person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At first I wasn't interested because I thought any recipe found in Cooking Light would be bland and gross. Boy, was I wrong! I am so glad I started trying the recipes. Now almost everything I make comes from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And now I want to share my adaptation of the most delicious food I make... Blackened Tilapia Fish Tacos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0GLQ3sACjB8/Tg-CosU_D8I/AAAAAAAACa4/D7fYw-Wucnw/s1600/1103p119-fish-tacos-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624858095214596034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0GLQ3sACjB8/Tg-CosU_D8I/AAAAAAAACa4/D7fYw-Wucnw/s400/1103p119-fish-tacos-l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;{image from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cookinglight.com/eating-smart/recipe-makeovers/30-minute-takeout-recipe-makeovers-00412000070465/page7.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cooking Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1/4 cup reduced fat sour cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2 T chopped fresh cilantro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2 T fresh lime juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 jalapeno pepper, seeded and chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 cup thinly sliced yellow onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 ripe chopped avocado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2 t brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 t dried oregano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3/4 t garlic powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1/2 t salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1/2 t ground cumin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1/4 t ground red pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4 tilapia fillets (I buy a big bag of frozen fillets at Wal-Mart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 T canola oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8 whole wheat tortillas (or corn or flour, whatever you prefer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4 lime wedges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Combine first 4 ingredients in a food processor; process until smooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Saute onion in butter until crisp-tender. Combine onion, avocado, and jalapeno sauce in a small bowl and set aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Combine brown sugar and next 5 ingredients. Gently rub onto both sides of fish. Heat oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add fish to pan; cook 3 minutes on each side or until it flakes easily with a fork. Break into chunks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Warm tortillas according to package instructions. Divide fish and onion mixture evenly among tortillas. Serve with lime wedges and ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I serve this with lime cilantro rice (we usually just stick it right in the tortilla with the fish). Seriously, this is the best meal I make. It's so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeah, still wondering where the magazine subscription came from? My mom got it for me but forgot to tell me until April when I started telling her how many delicious recipes I was getting from it! Thanks, Mom!&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/4832065599631317003-3196331002712772304?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3196331002712772304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=3196331002712772304&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3196331002712772304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3196331002712772304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/07/most-delicious-food-i-make.html' title='the most delicious food I make'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0GLQ3sACjB8/Tg-CosU_D8I/AAAAAAAACa4/D7fYw-Wucnw/s72-c/1103p119-fish-tacos-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-5027359290530393250</id><published>2011-06-24T13:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T13:46:30.413-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broomstick cast'/><title type='text'>Juno is 7 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9muC6KrXZP4/TgTi0L6WpQI/AAAAAAAACaw/qk0XItXimPc/s1600/7%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621867621043840258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9muC6KrXZP4/TgTi0L6WpQI/AAAAAAAACaw/qk0XItXimPc/s400/7%2Bmonths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Our sweet little Juno turned 7 months old about a week ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This was a big month for her. She spent almost all of it in her &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/search/label/spica%20cast"&gt;Spica cast&lt;/a&gt;, which was not as bad as we thought it would be. Juno put up with it--she wasn't very happy during her time in the cast, but she wasn't miserable. One week before she turned 7 months, the doctor changed her cast to a &lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/search/label/broomstick%20cast"&gt;broomstick cast&lt;/a&gt;, which is much more comfortable and allows her to bend at the waist.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We successfully weaned her off of prescription painkillers, which is an accomplishment because she got physically addicted to Lortab after her surgery. But she's clean now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She started eating "big girl" food--rice cereal, carrots, applesauce, bananas, and crackers and drinking water from her sippy cup. She loves eating anything she can hold in her hand, but isn't interested in being fed by a spoon.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621867609032148594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzfQl8maMts/TgTizfKixnI/AAAAAAAACag/YAJe6IpQbJg/s400/018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Part of the reason we started her on solid food is because she lost about a pound while in her Spica cast. That doesn't sound like a lot, but when you only weigh 12 pounds, it certainly is. Her pediatrician is concerned, but I'm not (yet). All my babies are itty-bitty and all her muscles atrophied over the last few months, so it makes sense that she lost a little weight. I won't worry until she is cast free and not gaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Her sleep suffered while she was in her Spica, but she's getting back on track now and most nights she sleeps 3 hour stretches. That sounds awful for a 7-month-old, but after getting up every hour with her for 6 weeks, it is &lt;em&gt;heaven&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Juno hasn't quite figured out the pincer grip (she still clutches things in her fist), but she can transfer things from hand to hand and put them in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Juno has no trunk control or upper body strength to speak of, but she can sit up if she leans against the upper bar on her cast. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621867614520646514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8l8KXEb3EJA/TgTizznGm3I/AAAAAAAACao/0xW7S4kJFlE/s400/sitting%2Bup.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She may not have upper body strength, but she has some killer abs. She can lift her heavy legs all the way up and hold her toes while she is lying on her back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Overall, Juno is happy, healthy, and thriving. We are so grateful for her sweet, patient spirit! She is such a blessing to our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-5027359290530393250?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/5027359290530393250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=5027359290530393250&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5027359290530393250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/5027359290530393250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/06/juno-is-7-months-old.html' title='Juno is 7 months old!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9muC6KrXZP4/TgTi0L6WpQI/AAAAAAAACaw/qk0XItXimPc/s72-c/7%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-1474422057971551210</id><published>2011-06-21T21:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:59:36.676-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>shake it up, baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy summer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm always surprised on June 21st when I realize that it's the first official day of summer. Growing up in North Carolina, summer seemed to start much, much earlier--I guess since our pool was always open by mid-May. My birthday is the end of May and I always considered myself to have a summer birthday. Now that I live in Utah, I have realized that I most definitely do not have a summer birthday. My kids actually wore sweaters on Sunday--and that was June 19th!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, since it is the first official day of summer, I thought we should start doing stuff on our summer bucket list. We decided to make ice cream--in a baggie! Super easy and super fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Mix 1 T sugar, 1 T vanilla extract or chocolate syrup, and 1/2 cup half and half in a sandwich ziplock bag. Seal the bag &lt;em&gt;tightly&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Fill a pint sized bag halfway with ice and pour 1/4 cup coarse salt over the ice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Put the sandwich bag in the pint bag (on top of the ice), seal, and shake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We shook for about 5 minutes and then I put the bags in the girls' bumpiest push-bikes and had them ride up and down the driveway for a few minutes. That finished it off perfectly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JQL8F38JF5U/TgFm2-0BIsI/AAAAAAAACaY/Mrk6ra5Mim0/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620886904695235266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JQL8F38JF5U/TgFm2-0BIsI/AAAAAAAACaY/Mrk6ra5Mim0/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Mmmm, it was good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cleanup is great too--just toss everything!&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/4832065599631317003-1474422057971551210?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/1474422057971551210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=1474422057971551210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1474422057971551210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/1474422057971551210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/06/shake-it-up-baby.html' title='shake it up, baby!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JQL8F38JF5U/TgFm2-0BIsI/AAAAAAAACaY/Mrk6ra5Mim0/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-3177512992024821426</id><published>2011-06-15T14:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T15:04:40.874-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do it yourself'/><title type='text'>an enchanted treehouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We built a treehouse!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've had this plan floating around in my head for at least a year and I finally acted on it last week after I found a cheap used slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's not very big--in fact, it's more like a platform with a slide coming down. Still, it's perfect for two little girls to climb all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fcyt12JF2r0/TfkZoe6xqlI/AAAAAAAACaQ/MBX2R9ltHaQ/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618550193406454354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fcyt12JF2r0/TfkZoe6xqlI/AAAAAAAACaQ/MBX2R9ltHaQ/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYJdxUkT3LE/TfkZnyhqBEI/AAAAAAAACaI/6HPaPugvZa4/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618550181489935426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYJdxUkT3LE/TfkZnyhqBEI/AAAAAAAACaI/6HPaPugvZa4/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a slide coming from the platform and a swing hanging from a branch over to the side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OV3tPirHSRs/TfkZnnqHpQI/AAAAAAAACaA/avqx-Hi_Ths/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618550178572641538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OV3tPirHSRs/TfkZnnqHpQI/AAAAAAAACaA/avqx-Hi_Ths/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's the perfect little leafy getaway for eating lunch or reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nv78nnq5xEY/TfkZnBlPoWI/AAAAAAAACZ4/SXRO0cq7WeI/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618550168351646050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nv78nnq5xEY/TfkZnBlPoWI/AAAAAAAACZ4/SXRO0cq7WeI/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I have a vision of turning this corner of the yard into an enchanted hideaway for the girls, filled with fairies and gnomes and butterflies to keep them company, and old stumps, rocks, and toadstools to sit on and entertain their guests. I was inspired in part by this &lt;a href="http://kookoointhehoohoo.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-to-attrack-fairy-to-your-backyard.html"&gt;darling fairy garden&lt;/a&gt;. And someday we might need an outdoor mud pie kitchen &lt;a href="http://pepperpaints.com/2010/07/07/our-mud-pie-kitchen/"&gt;like this one&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rnb_As7ILUs/TfkZnLmJoGI/AAAAAAAACZw/bYmBbyEpF6M/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618550171039801442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rnb_As7ILUs/TfkZnLmJoGI/AAAAAAAACZw/bYmBbyEpF6M/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And to start us off is this little toadstool, &lt;a href="http://twigandtoadstool.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-gardening-weeklets-make-toadstools.html"&gt;inspired by these&lt;/a&gt;. I made it out of a stump that we had to cut down when we built the treehouse and an old wooden salad bowl from DI that I spraypainted. I looooooove it. Isn't it darling?&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/4832065599631317003-3177512992024821426?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/3177512992024821426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=3177512992024821426&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3177512992024821426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/3177512992024821426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/06/enchanted-treehouse.html' title='an enchanted treehouse'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fcyt12JF2r0/TfkZoe6xqlI/AAAAAAAACaQ/MBX2R9ltHaQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4870892040969362765</id><published>2011-06-12T20:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T20:46:47.004-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tempe'/><title type='text'>guess I'll eat some worms....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7PJRFmnolA/TfV5ZeSK9wI/AAAAAAAACZo/Y6qHUmHMofA/s1600/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617529588747532034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7PJRFmnolA/TfV5ZeSK9wI/AAAAAAAACZo/Y6qHUmHMofA/s400/174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is an old picture of Tempe (from the summer of 2009), but it's what she looks like 90% of the time. This kid loves to play in the dirt. Nothing makes her happier than collecting dirt, rocks, sticks, leaves, grass, flowers, worms, bugs, and snails in a big tupperware bin in the backyard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few weeks ago Tempe was playing on the deck with a bucket full of dirt. She came in the house and said "Dad, did you know if you stretch a worm out too far, it breaks?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And sure enough, there were several "broken" worms on the deck.&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/4832065599631317003-4870892040969362765?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4870892040969362765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4870892040969362765&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4870892040969362765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4870892040969362765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/06/guess-ill-eat-some-worms.html' title='guess I&apos;ll eat some worms....'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7PJRFmnolA/TfV5ZeSK9wI/AAAAAAAACZo/Y6qHUmHMofA/s72-c/174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4545564071185676305</id><published>2011-06-10T15:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T16:07:31.321-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spica cast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip dysplasia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='before and after'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broomstick cast'/><title type='text'>pink and purple striped girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you believe 6 weeks has gone by since Juno's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/04/open-reduction.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;open reduction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-little-pink-block-of-cement.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Spica cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the calendar doesn't lie, and today Juno's Spica was removed and a new cast was put on. Her hips looked good enough for her to go into a different kind of cast--a broomstick cast. It's really two casts, one on each leg from thigh to ankle, held apart by a bar (or two, in her case!) Since it's only on her legs, she can wear normal diapers and bend at the waist! Woohoo! It's the little things that make me happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv6G8hp_Scc/TfKRR-MEeTI/AAAAAAAACZc/EVRPhn9kTmU/s1600/lastcast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616711423221856562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv6G8hp_Scc/TfKRR-MEeTI/AAAAAAAACZc/EVRPhn9kTmU/s400/lastcast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's one last picture of her in her Spica cast. Jason convinced me that we should keep it, so I asked the doctor to save it for me. It actually doesn't smell bad at all--she doesn't sweat yet and we didn't have any blowouts during the 6 weeks she was in it. Right now it's in two pieces, but I'm going to tape it back together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XaPFS086Uog/TfKRRuL0WdI/AAAAAAAACZU/KQeHGFYhZjA/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616711418925832658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XaPFS086Uog/TfKRRuL0WdI/AAAAAAAACZU/KQeHGFYhZjA/s400/005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I was going to mark on her ankle at the bottom of her cast so that we could see how much she grew, but I forgot to. But I can tell you that she grew &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7oPA4iHS3g/TfKRRKFtBFI/AAAAAAAACZM/Ld5awyRSl_A/s1600/newcast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616711409236509778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7oPA4iHS3g/TfKRRKFtBFI/AAAAAAAACZM/Ld5awyRSl_A/s400/newcast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And her she is in her broomstick cast! She's wearing a onesie so you can't see that it's only on her legs. It is so strange holding her without her big bulky cast. She's almost seven months old but she has no trunk control at all. It's like trying to hold a 3-week-old upright! I hope she gets stronger quickly and will learn to sit up soon. I think she will be much happier if she can sit and play with toys instead of laying on her back all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we've got 6 more weeks in this cast and then hopefully, that will be it!&lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-4545564071185676305?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4545564071185676305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4545564071185676305&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4545564071185676305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4545564071185676305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/06/pink-and-purple-striped-girl.html' title='pink and purple striped girl'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv6G8hp_Scc/TfKRR-MEeTI/AAAAAAAACZc/EVRPhn9kTmU/s72-c/lastcast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6236254258841323560</id><published>2011-06-08T15:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:24:43.652-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>hello, summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6IxXIPwfms/Te_oX8rtfhI/AAAAAAAACYs/JWhlp7U5oa8/s1600/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615962758478396946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6IxXIPwfms/Te_oX8rtfhI/AAAAAAAACYs/JWhlp7U5oa8/s400/kids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tempe and Helena helped me put together a really fun get together for the neighborhood kids--a sidewalk chalk party! Check it out on my party blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;{And I'd love some comments over there, too!}&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/4832065599631317003-6236254258841323560?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6236254258841323560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6236254258841323560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6236254258841323560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6236254258841323560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-summer.html' title='hello, summer!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6IxXIPwfms/Te_oX8rtfhI/AAAAAAAACYs/JWhlp7U5oa8/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-2280430281915738224</id><published>2011-06-07T14:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:29:00.875-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Sidewalk chalk festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today we kicked off the summer with a fun party for the neighborhood kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was actually 4 1/2 year old Tempe's idea. We went to a local chalk festival a few weeks ago and she has been asking me when we can have one of our own ever since. I thought the first week of summer vacation was the perfect occasion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I kept it simple with store-bought popsicles (Scribblers--they are shaped like sidewalk chalk!), lemonade, and baskets of sidewalk chalk scattered around the driveway. The moms sat in the shade and chatted while the kids went crazy with the sidewalk chalk--and I was amazed by their creativity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I made the invitation on Picnik and printed it on cardstock. I loooooove how it turned out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H5xpP6Qw8D0/Te77AeEincI/AAAAAAAACYk/W8c7di06No4/s1600/invitation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615701770868268482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H5xpP6Qw8D0/Te77AeEincI/AAAAAAAACYk/W8c7di06No4/s400/invitation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ED3fhRYkmMQ/Te77APtzJXI/AAAAAAAACYc/ZVHTy_nhMj4/s1600/setup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615701767014786418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ED3fhRYkmMQ/Te77APtzJXI/AAAAAAAACYc/ZVHTy_nhMj4/s400/setup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_amX2CpQvM/Te76_h2jTJI/AAAAAAAACYU/o9rg7zF39Ng/s1600/chalkboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615701754703465618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_amX2CpQvM/Te76_h2jTJI/AAAAAAAACYU/o9rg7zF39Ng/s400/chalkboard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GOJBlEvihSY/Te76_e_0GPI/AAAAAAAACYM/eOYypSPnJI4/s1600/chalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615701753937008882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GOJBlEvihSY/Te76_e_0GPI/AAAAAAAACYM/eOYypSPnJI4/s400/chalk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3TuovGmcI0/Te76-4F_bfI/AAAAAAAACYE/UW76wo_lWDU/s1600/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615701743493934578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3TuovGmcI0/Te76-4F_bfI/AAAAAAAACYE/UW76wo_lWDU/s400/kids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We invited about 25 kids, ranging in age from 18 months to 11 years. This is the perfect party for a big range of ages. Toddlers to tweens love sidewalk chalk--actually, some of the moms were getting into it, too! We had a great time and I think it might become an annual tradition :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-2280430281915738224?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/2280430281915738224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=2280430281915738224&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2280430281915738224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/2280430281915738224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/06/sidewalk-chalk-festival.html' title='Sidewalk chalk festival'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H5xpP6Qw8D0/Te77AeEincI/AAAAAAAACYk/W8c7di06No4/s72-c/invitation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-6046707916761161986</id><published>2011-05-29T19:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T19:59:41.756-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><title type='text'>{Juno's blessing dress}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You may remember a few months ago &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/03/special-day-for-juno.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when Juno was blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, I didn't have any nice pictures of her in her blessing dress. Jason's oh-so-talented aunt &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.margaretephotography.blogspot.com"&gt;Margaret &lt;/a&gt;did some pictures of Juno in her dress before she went into her Spica cast, and here they are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O1RjjUqOiKw/TeL4AipYzSI/AAAAAAAACW4/qmv82ZTsTyk/s1600/JunoBlessing013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612320773841145122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O1RjjUqOiKw/TeL4AipYzSI/AAAAAAAACW4/qmv82ZTsTyk/s400/JunoBlessing013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Juno was not super cooperative. My mom made the dress and it has two bows with long white ribbons on the bodice. It's an adorable dress and the bows are great toys for Juno. We couldn't get her to let go of them or keep them out of her mouth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzzQ_ESKNl4/TeL4APzA0AI/AAAAAAAACWw/mt8HYKF1evE/s1600/JunoBlessing035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612320768781242370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzzQ_ESKNl4/TeL4APzA0AI/AAAAAAAACWw/mt8HYKF1evE/s400/JunoBlessing035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I love this picture of me and the June!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpMqqa0K4Jo/TeL3_1uJsTI/AAAAAAAACWo/8PIEJ-d8c5E/s1600/JunoBlessing029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612320761781530930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpMqqa0K4Jo/TeL3_1uJsTI/AAAAAAAACWo/8PIEJ-d8c5E/s400/JunoBlessing029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are the sweet booties that my good friend J'Nette made for Juno's blessing. Alas, she could not wear them because she was in a Pavlik harness that covered her feet. So I had to have some shots of them peeking out from under her dress in our break between Pavlik and Spica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDu9IqNfN6Q/TeL3_eVXSBI/AAAAAAAACWg/UscTsI1dApc/s1600/JunoBlessing006.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612320755503548434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDu9IqNfN6Q/TeL3_eVXSBI/AAAAAAAACWg/UscTsI1dApc/s400/JunoBlessing006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;She has her Grandpa Canyon's smile :)&lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-6046707916761161986?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/6046707916761161986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=6046707916761161986&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6046707916761161986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/6046707916761161986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/05/junos-blessing-dress.html' title='{Juno&apos;s blessing dress}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O1RjjUqOiKw/TeL4AipYzSI/AAAAAAAACW4/qmv82ZTsTyk/s72-c/JunoBlessing013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4627598158618077259</id><published>2011-05-25T19:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T09:28:21.769-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>a parenting triumph</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Introducing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii6I74v0JXo/Td2uWfqLmMI/AAAAAAAACWY/CWj7yiwOjFQ/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610832412252281026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii6I74v0JXo/Td2uWfqLmMI/AAAAAAAACWY/CWj7yiwOjFQ/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ruby Violet Blueberry Tempe Blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you guess who named our new Betta fish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tempe has been working so hard to earn this fish--her very first pet!--and she finally got him on Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back in March, the primary president in our ward talked to me about Tempe's behavior in primary. She was goofing off, getting out of her chair and running around, and collapsing in tears every week. I was &lt;strong&gt;mortified&lt;/strong&gt;. Nobody wants their kid to be "that kid". We immediately started talking to her about it at home and trying to find a way to help her change her behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We started a simple reward system at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We switched her sacrament meeting snack from honey nut cheerios to cashews and string cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We promised her she could get a fish after 2 months of consistent good behavior in primary, and Jason drew a fish on her hand every week to remind her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But what really made the difference for her was walking to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really think it was inspiration. We had been praying to know how we could help her, and one day when I wasn't even thinking about it, the idea of walking her to church popped into my head out of nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Walking to church gets some of her energy out, gives her some time alone with Mom or Dad, and stimulates her just enough that she is ready to learn when she gets to primary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't want to jinx myself, so I'll stop talking now, but it's amazing what a difference walking has made!&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/4832065599631317003-4627598158618077259?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4627598158618077259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4627598158618077259&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4627598158618077259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4627598158618077259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/05/parenting-triumph.html' title='a parenting triumph'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii6I74v0JXo/Td2uWfqLmMI/AAAAAAAACWY/CWj7yiwOjFQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-8539767388091558956</id><published>2011-05-23T19:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:56:34.173-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>ROAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was Jason's day off, so we went to the zoo. We have a membership and we definitely get our money's worth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Right now the &lt;a href="http://hoglezoo.org/"&gt;Hogle Zoo&lt;/a&gt; has an awesome dinosaur display. There are a dozen animatronic dinosaurs scattered throughout the park that move and roar! They are so neat and we had a great time seeing them--and getting sprayed by them! Remember that part on Jurassic Park where the fat guy from Seinfeld gets sprayed by the poison dinosaurs? Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tempe went as close as she could get to the first one we saw (a mommy and baby Stegosaurus) but Helena was nervous. She stayed back about 15 feet screaming "Don't go too close, Tempe!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2UAdjZDDCA/TdsOSOVLc9I/AAAAAAAACWI/awUDGElrCZE/s1600/trex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610093467067446226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2UAdjZDDCA/TdsOSOVLc9I/AAAAAAAACWI/awUDGElrCZE/s400/trex.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's even a T-rex that you can ride on! Helena wouldn't go near this one, either. Heck, she's terrified of the elephant statue that sprays water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgWI7xEOtuo/TdsORnnJM8I/AAAAAAAACWA/Ve1-lYjDK8k/s1600/roar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610093456673813442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgWI7xEOtuo/TdsORnnJM8I/AAAAAAAACWA/Ve1-lYjDK8k/s400/roar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; She did, however, agree to pose with Dad in this picture. This was the best dinosaur there--it's eyes moved and it roared. It was scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-r_q88oluo/TdsOQzJ6zsI/AAAAAAAACV4/hq_-oCZbubc/s1600/dinojuno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610093442592591554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-r_q88oluo/TdsOQzJ6zsI/AAAAAAAACV4/hq_-oCZbubc/s400/dinojuno.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looks like I got there just in time!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;These dinosaurs look really lame in the pictures, but they were cool. If you don't believe me, go check them out--they'll be there until August!&lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-8539767388091558956?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8539767388091558956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=8539767388091558956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8539767388091558956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8539767388091558956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/05/roar.html' title='ROAR!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2UAdjZDDCA/TdsOSOVLc9I/AAAAAAAACWI/awUDGElrCZE/s72-c/trex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-4974786184348315017</id><published>2011-05-18T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:29:00.932-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy treats'/><title type='text'>{S'more Goodbye Party}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A good friend and her family are moving to Ohio in a few weeks, so a few friends and I planned a surprise goodbye party. The plan was to have a table set up outside with all the fixings, paper lanterns strung in the trees, and a few firepits going so everyone could mingle and make s'mores at their leisure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Unfortunately, it was pouring rain and only about 50 degrees on party day, so we had to move everything inside. We yelled "Surprise!" when the family of honor came in, made s'mores in the oven, and enjoyed a fun evening reminiscing over the last two years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xMk1t9H0Xc0/TdSI5J9_9ZI/AAAAAAAACVw/DYNr3q7deWY/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608257951492994450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xMk1t9H0Xc0/TdSI5J9_9ZI/AAAAAAAACVw/DYNr3q7deWY/s400/007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I think this is the cutest invitation I have ever made. My witty husband came up with the s'mores saying--isn't he funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLmVn5rkpFs/TdSI45EGMoI/AAAAAAAACVo/VxeNSRON5GQ/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608257946955166338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLmVn5rkpFs/TdSI45EGMoI/AAAAAAAACVo/VxeNSRON5GQ/s400/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our last-minute indoor s'mores setup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had regular, strawberry, and toasted coconut marsmallows. Our toppings were regular, dark, and caramel filled chocolate bars, peanut butter, strawberry slices, and banana slices. We also had ice cream and indoor s'mores cookies: Golden Grahams marshmallow-chocolate squares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdTXciP_C8k/TdSI4sZb_9I/AAAAAAAACVg/bYJ5wy1QDjg/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608257943555014610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdTXciP_C8k/TdSI4sZb_9I/AAAAAAAACVg/bYJ5wy1QDjg/s400/002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The top frame says "There is no distance too far between friends; for friendship gives wings to the heart." I gave it to my friend for a souvenier of the party. I was going to print out our neighborhood map and have everyone sign next to their house as a souvenier, but I just didn't get a chance to print it. Now I wish I had found time because I think it would have been a great gift for them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The bottom frame says "Go ahead--have S'more!" and has a long list of different flavor combinations to try. My personal favorite was the Elvis: a regular marshmallow with dark chocolate, peanut butter, and banana slices. Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKQcZ9pGwl0/TdSI4VJZQ2I/AAAAAAAACVY/raOfqL55QWo/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608257937313710946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKQcZ9pGwl0/TdSI4VJZQ2I/AAAAAAAACVY/raOfqL55QWo/s400/003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't all those marshmallows just make you smile? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This was such a fun, easy party to throw. Besides opening packages, there is absolutely no preparation involved in making s'mores and it's even easier to do in the oven than it is over a fire! We pre-heated the oven to 350, filled a cookie sheet with s'mores, and baked them for about 5 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We'll miss the Zimmermans, but we are excited for them to move on to new things!&lt;/span&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/4832065599631317003-4974786184348315017?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/4974786184348315017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=4974786184348315017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4974786184348315017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/4974786184348315017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/05/s-goodbye-party.html' title='{S&amp;#39;more Goodbye Party}'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xMk1t9H0Xc0/TdSI5J9_9ZI/AAAAAAAACVw/DYNr3q7deWY/s72-c/007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-8059769292312284587</id><published>2011-05-17T11:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T12:38:53.075-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><title type='text'>Juno is 6 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Bja_VAvCpY/TdK1jZ5u09I/AAAAAAAACVQ/IBtkIWU3ciE/s1600/6%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607744105882768338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Bja_VAvCpY/TdK1jZ5u09I/AAAAAAAACVQ/IBtkIWU3ciE/s400/6%2Bmonths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can't believe that six months have gone by since Junebug joined our family! I have grown so much in that time. Juno has been such a blessing for our family and we are all so grateful for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Juno weighs about 14 pounds, but that includes her cast, which adds 2-3 pounds. I have absolutely no idea how long she is. In fact, she hasn't been measured since she was 2 months old because she's been in some contraption or another since then! She was sleeping really well at night, but the cast has set us back and she has been waking up every 2 hours or so all night. I think she is having muscle spasms or just can't get comfortable. I'm considering going back to co-sleeping to see if that helps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Juno is still a pretty happy girl, but she doesn't like to be put down. I'm &lt;em&gt;sure&lt;/em&gt; a big part of that is that she is so sick of being propped up or flat on her back. She is ready to sit, roll, scoot, and crawl. In fact, when I lay her on her tummy to put her diaper on, it's obvious that she is trying so hard to scoot herself forward because her little bum moves up and down inside the cast. It's pretty darn cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She also wants badly to eat big girl food, but I'm still holding her off until her cast change next month--her second cast will be legs only so the diaper situation will be much less precarious. She reaches for forks and plates and her eyes never leave your fork when she's sitting on your lap at the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The funniest thing about our little June is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z66xonVN8gU/TdK1jE8kNdI/AAAAAAAACVI/-VgtwzFXl5s/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607744100257510866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z66xonVN8gU/TdK1jE8kNdI/AAAAAAAACVI/-VgtwzFXl5s/s400/006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Can you tell what she is doing? Probably not. Take a closer look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCWNJRw-Ry8/TdK1igebf1I/AAAAAAAACVA/ycpiIoZp7vQ/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607744090467434322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCWNJRw-Ry8/TdK1igebf1I/AAAAAAAACVA/ycpiIoZp7vQ/s400/004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, she is chewing on the top of her cast. It's a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; built-in chew toy for a baby who constantly gums anything she can get her hands on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4832065599631317003-8059769292312284587?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/8059769292312284587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=8059769292312284587&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8059769292312284587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/8059769292312284587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/05/juno-is-6-months-old.html' title='Juno is 6 months old!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Bja_VAvCpY/TdK1jZ5u09I/AAAAAAAACVQ/IBtkIWU3ciE/s72-c/6%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-7437653255462675756</id><published>2011-05-16T20:53:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T11:15:55.257-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spica cast gear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tempe'/><title type='text'>3 kids in a bike trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So one of the things that I was most worried about when Juno first went into her Spica was the stroller situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luckily, the bike trailer that my wonderful in-laws gave me for my birthday 3 years ago has been a lifesaver! Helena was just a little baby when I got it, but I remembered seeing someone in Laramie with some kind of infant sling in their bike trailer at a park. So I logged onto the Laramie FreeCycle page and asked if anyone knew what they were called or where I could get one. Much to my surprise, I received one in the mail just a few weeks later--for free! Isn't that amazing that someone would send a total stranger something so expensive that they could have resold? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, it is &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; for Juno's cast. I originally had it in a side position, but her legs stuck out too wide and bumped into the side of the trailer, so I moved her to the middle. And even better, Tempe and Helena fit in the trailer with her! Going for walks hasn't been this pleasant in such a long time. I can actually walk at a normal pace instead of taking three steps and then turning around and saying "Come on! Keep walking!!" over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607512975117747858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWnrJVFH2gw/TdHjV0tJhpI/AAAAAAAACU4/-KeJHiDXHWM/s400/118.JPG" /&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/4832065599631317003-7437653255462675756?l=mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/7437653255462675756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4832065599631317003&amp;postID=7437653255462675756&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7437653255462675756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832065599631317003/posts/default/7437653255462675756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykidseatoffthefloor.blogspot.com/2011/05/3-kids-in-bike-trailer.html' title='3 kids in a bike trailer'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568722269338943775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CE5sFDGMhJ0/STcnU_zGuyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-jZsrmdVGzs/S220/IMG_1165.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWnrJVFH2gw/TdHjV0tJhpI/AAAAAAAACU4/-KeJHiDXHWM/s72-c/118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832065599631317003.post-2846934913461961985</id><published>2011-05-08T13:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T16:29:23.898-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spica cast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip dysplasia'/><title type='text'>tutorial: diapering a {spica cast baby}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When people see Juno in her Spica cast, the first thing they ask is "What happened to her??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The second thing they ask is "How do you put her diaper on??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's really not as hard as it seems!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TIt6PwJioIg/Tcb3cA3xzaI/AAAAAAAACUo/j0KZfBH8jgI/s1600/diaper1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604438846951509410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TIt6PwJioIg/Tcb3cA3xzaI/AAAAAAAACUo/j0KZfBH8jgI/s400/diaper1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We use a size 4 diaper on the outside of the cast to hold everything in place. This diaper doesn't get dirty or wet, so we reuse it for several days until it starts pilling. When Juno is wearing a onesie, I don't bother with an outer diaper. You can also use a cloth diaper cover for extra cuteness (like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Thirsties-Wrap-Snap-Blackbird-Size/dp/B003GSLCOG/ref=sr_1_1?s=baby-products&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1304885722&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WXPpHWV61Y4/Tcb3b6KrJwI/AAAAAAAACUg/CbKQAHN5hP8/s1600/diaper2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604438845151717122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WXPpHWV61Y4/Tcb3b6KrJwI/AAAAAAAACUg/CbKQAHN5hP8/s400/diaper2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; At the hospital, they lined the edge of the cast opening with moleskin. As soon as we got home, I covered it with duct tape. Moleskin soaks up moisture, eww!! Duct tape protects the cast and is wipeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STC2U-wn44Y/Tcb3NGGlLfI/AAAAAAAACUY/Yz31MxUgM9U/s1600/diaper3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604438590657736178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STC2U-wn44Y/Tcb3NGGlLfI/AAAAAAAACUY/Yz31MxUgM9U/s400/diaper3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pull the inner diaper out of the cast on the front. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm7k6OIcMC0/Tcb3M8gCKZI/AAAAAAAACUQ/hWu4Epk-CCE/s1600/diaper4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604438588080138642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm7k6OIcMC0/Tcb3M8gCKZI/AAAAAAAACUQ/hWu4Epk-CCE/s400/diaper4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After I pull the inner diaper out, I flip Juno over on her tummy and pull it out the back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgN4t2Hembs/Tcb3MuCBYcI/AAAAAAAACUI/7gZs824DJDI/s1600/diaper5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604438584196161986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgN4t2Hembs/Tcb3MuCBYcI/AAAAAAAACUI/7gZs824DJDI/s400/diaper5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Toss the inner diaper and use a blow dryer on a COOL setting to dry off the cute little bum and any cotton batting that might have gotten wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kveen0el18/Tcb3MGbx4_I/AAAAAAAACUA/IvvAWDQd8qQ/s1600/diaper6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604438573566780402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kveen0el18/Tcb3MGbx4_I/AAAAAAAACUA/IvvAWDQd8qQ/s400/diaper6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prepare the new inner diaper by tearing the velcro tabs off both ends and opening it up all the way. We use a size 1 for the inner diaper, which is what she would normally wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LjLacZxwe9w/Tcb3L9gn4fI/AAAAAAAACT4/3XbfqOHRetg/s1600/diaper7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MAR
