<?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-4610807647580042129</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:03:50.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's journey with Colin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-2909842022116927450</id><published>2009-09-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:29:37.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way behind on blogging</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know I am behind. Life has been busy. Colin will be 2 next month. Wait...did I really just say that??? My little baby who grew inside of me will be T-W-O??(Gotta post the pics from 2 years ago!!)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379126885855909378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqZ_ZyEx1gI/AAAAAAAAAjE/k9t-xe9Tvyw/s320/aaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379126895493669714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqZ_aV-mY1I/AAAAAAAAAjM/r-JlvEpN734/s320/s42590ca107027_10_0.jpg" /&gt;It blows my mind. As I watch him grow everyday, I feel more happiness than I have ever known possible. He says over a hundred words now (some which I wish he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; ;) and he is very smart. (Must get that from mommy.) Colin keeps me incredibly busy. He is very active and has a short attention span. Although he is still addicted to "Elmo" and the second I put the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt; in, he is glued to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;. We often have to watch Elmo 3 or 4 times a day...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ughhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. But he is learning his ABC's and counting from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DVDs&lt;/span&gt;, so I can't complain too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; has happened since my last post. We took a trip to Florida and had a wonderful time! Colin got to see alligators and go to the ocean for the first time. It was our first family vacation together and we all enjoyed it...for the most part. Colin was very good on his first plane ride too! Didn't even cry!! I was so proud of him. He was a little homesick at first, but after getting to ride a couple rides..he forgot all about it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379128879870633058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaBN2W75GI/AAAAAAAAAjU/IFHyhP2LvTA/s400/florida+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379131745828391410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaD0q4gyfI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iYDD-0Fg6pE/s400/florida+f23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Airplane Ride!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379131730165896850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaDzwiSFpI/AAAAAAAAAkE/iDXSXTzKhjY/s400/florida+f26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379131721915906322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaDzRzVORI/AAAAAAAAAj8/CeqAgiukl8E/s400/florida+f9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379128902448365570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaBPKd4wAI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ENEGy6tCYso/s400/florida+f29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379128887134596546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaBORazLcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ERiYFjN1nS4/s400/florida+069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379128908916363010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaBPij-jwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/K88zusgZEQ0/s400/florida+f14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379131764661610322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaD1xCs51I/AAAAAAAAAkc/FTCRu0czD7s/s400/florida+073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379128896999082722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaBO2KrSuI/AAAAAAAAAjk/7hQ_xBKppYE/s400/florida+081.jpg" /&gt; I am also happy to say that this is probably the LAST picture of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; ever drinking a bottle...Yes...only a month before he turns two...he is off the bottle!! FINALLY! He now has a sports bottle/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cup that he "thinks" is a bottle..but its not. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; how we got the real ones away. There is not even one in our house now. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Weaning&lt;/span&gt; him off the bottle was very hard to do! I am also happy to report that Colin has used his potty once! Granted, most of it was on the floor but still! :) :) My big boy is growing up!!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379131757901108530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaD1X231TI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Yesdmjwr1yw/s400/florida+061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have also been spending time at the lake with friends. I am very blessed to have two great girlfriends (Ashleigh and Tara) who have children that Colin can play with.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379147517874556578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaSKuVWTqI/AAAAAAAAAlM/4D8rhMKTjBU/s400/TaraFriends+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_5379135383541719826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaHIaa9IxI/AAAAAAAAAk0/sOAMrP2hoTg/s400/TaraFriends+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379135373809818482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaHH2KsG3I/AAAAAAAAAks/cCuXP0YqjMY/s400/ashfriends+005.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379135366040709314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaHHZOY6MI/AAAAAAAAAkk/kAWlywWkiiQ/s400/ashfriends+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_5379135398407387058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqaHJRzNN7I/AAAAAAAAAlE/pnuo2CBfNS4/s400/TaraFriends+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many other things have happened these past couple months...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; getting sick and permanently needing breathing treatments, getting accepted to foster care, and Josh changing careers. To make it short, we were planning on becoming foster parents but Josh has now decided to go back to school for 4 years to become a teacher and a coach...so the foster parenting will be on the back burner for now. I am very proud of my husband and can't wait to start this new chapter in our lives! Colin is needing attention from me right now...so I'm going to end this post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-2909842022116927450?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/2909842022116927450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=2909842022116927450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2909842022116927450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2909842022116927450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/09/way-behind-on-blogging.html' title='Way behind on blogging'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SqZ_ZyEx1gI/AAAAAAAAAjE/k9t-xe9Tvyw/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-463552651402257846</id><published>2009-06-23T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:11:38.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycle Mama</title><content type='html'>I am now co-owner of a motorcycle with my husband. After hours of arguing, (I could find many other ways to spend that much money...) he won and we bought a motorcycle/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;crotch rocket&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350722780504901234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SkGWBP-VxnI/AAAAAAAAAi8/b8s_M1eNJTs/s400/motorcyclemama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He promised to be safe and wear a helmet on the highway...and I guess it will be nice to have some "us" time every now and then and take a cruise. I just wish people would watch out for cycle's more than they do. I will worry about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weather has been HOT here...we are just trying to survive. I'm a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kansas&lt;/span&gt; girl...I love the snow :) As for Colin...he's started his terrible two's at 20 months. That says it all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-463552651402257846?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/463552651402257846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=463552651402257846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/463552651402257846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/463552651402257846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/06/motorcycle-mama.html' title='Motorcycle Mama'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SkGWBP-VxnI/AAAAAAAAAi8/b8s_M1eNJTs/s72-c/motorcyclemama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-2367628196218562764</id><published>2009-05-27T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:39:04.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Norm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sh1r9Mg7ZNI/AAAAAAAAAi0/RjMLQ5zHCNA/s1600-h/grad+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340543432206804178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sh1r9Mg7ZNI/AAAAAAAAAi0/RjMLQ5zHCNA/s400/grad+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I am FINALLY almost done with working extra hours. Thank goodness. I love my job, but I am a little burnt out right now. I am ready for some R&amp;amp;R. But as always, I work during vacation during June, so I will not be able to go to Texas with everyone else. Bummer. But I am shooting for July in Texas... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really excited for summer to be here. I have been tanning every other day because I only have a month to get dark. I am getting another tattoo on June 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and I'm super stoked! But, you can't tan after you get one..so I'm damaging my skin as fast as possible :) I am getting the tattoo on my left shoulder. I will post a pic of what I'm looking to get done. I will add color to mine though. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340540989318570066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sh1pvAC_IFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/xBPeOK7rbII/s400/startattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Colin has a rash on his leg. Doctor said its something viral going around. Doesn't seem to slow him down though. And my goodness does my son talk now....he's never quiet! He's always saying something...even if its the same thing over and over...example....M N M's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; (thanks Grandpa Gates for that one..) He is 22 pounds even. But he's eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; better than he used to now that his back molars came in. He's a hoot. He can make someone smile everywhere we go. He amazes me more everyday. His new favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pasttime&lt;/span&gt; is swinging. We spend at least an hour a day out back. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340543413927565090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sh1r8Ia0VyI/AAAAAAAAAic/k28Zt-qYUKU/s400/grad+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a BBQ for Memorial Day at our house. It was a nice get together. Ashleigh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Deangelo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Karmelo&lt;/span&gt;, and Ashleigh's nephew came, along with my mom and Gary. We ate ribs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hot dogs&lt;/span&gt;, and hamburgers and the weather was beautiful... It is always nice to spend time with friends and family :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340543416969917282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sh1r8TwK82I/AAAAAAAAAik/PVXtkP38v08/s400/grad+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-2367628196218562764?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/2367628196218562764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=2367628196218562764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2367628196218562764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2367628196218562764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-norm.html' title='Back to the Norm'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sh1r9Mg7ZNI/AAAAAAAAAi0/RjMLQ5zHCNA/s72-c/grad+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-6152563307082426143</id><published>2009-05-10T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:53:28.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MoThErS DaY!</title><content type='html'>Proud graduate....but VERY PROUD MOMMY!!!! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!!!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SgdMjlmc9nI/AAAAAAAAAh0/1CqVV5tE2Ts/s1600-h/agrad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334316457916167794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SgdMjlmc9nI/AAAAAAAAAh0/1CqVV5tE2Ts/s400/agrad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4610807647580042129-6152563307082426143?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/6152563307082426143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=6152563307082426143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/6152563307082426143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/6152563307082426143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='MoThErS DaY!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SgdMjlmc9nI/AAAAAAAAAh0/1CqVV5tE2Ts/s72-c/agrad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-3279501228911096881</id><published>2009-05-07T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T06:59:38.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Month Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333080792122449090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SgLouXzq3MI/AAAAAAAAAhc/76OOxF40FxE/s400/doddle2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So....Josh took Colin to the Dr. a couple weeks after he turned 18 months...this is what the end result was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;head circumference: 24% percentile for his age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;height: 75% percentile for his age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weight 1% percentile for his age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep you read it right.......&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE PERCENTILE&lt;/span&gt; for his age! Colin has not gained since his last Dr. appointment and weighs in at a little 21.8 pounds!!!! They were concerned and ran some tests for diabetes and other things...but they all turned out negative. Hes just a little guy! He's tall and skinny. Looks like his Grandpa Gates!! I hope he starts gaining...but as long as he's healthy...I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colin's molars finally came in..and he lets us know about them with his constant fussing. I will be happy when the teething process is done! Not much else is new.....I am working extra hours still for the whole month and Josh is working constantly as well. I graduate tomorrow from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HCC&lt;/span&gt; and will get to walk across stage for the first time in my life! I am pretty nervous about that one...lets hope I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; fall :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333080795124760690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SgLoui_egHI/AAAAAAAAAhs/iPz_Yp3Gxk8/s400/doddle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As you can see from this picture....we are still having MAJOR problems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weaning&lt;/span&gt; Colin off of the bottle...this process is harder than I thought. Especially when he looks at me with those blue eyes and says "Doddle?" He is also learning to help with household chores.....well maybe just play with the laundry baskets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333080796395397666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SgLounua4iI/AAAAAAAAAhk/XLXdY4Uxgc4/s400/doddle3.jpg" border="0" /&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/4610807647580042129-3279501228911096881?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/3279501228911096881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=3279501228911096881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3279501228911096881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3279501228911096881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/05/18-month-stats.html' title='18 Month Stats'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SgLouXzq3MI/AAAAAAAAAhc/76OOxF40FxE/s72-c/doddle2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-7243500052113777392</id><published>2009-04-13T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:22:51.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SeQODSPELjI/AAAAAAAAAg0/zobcpeBSblQ/s1600-h/gpa+3+yrs+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324396109056192050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SeQODSPELjI/AAAAAAAAAg0/zobcpeBSblQ/s400/gpa+3+yrs+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three years ago today, Grandpa Gates passed away. Colin, Dad, and I went to visit his grave as well as Grandma's. Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma....we miss you everyday and will love you forever. RIP..you are always in our hearts.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324396116615245554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SeQODuZSLvI/AAAAAAAAAg8/gqpYjJ-ahWk/s400/gpa+3+yrs+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324396108915162866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SeQODRtcPvI/AAAAAAAAAgs/qSLPcgwDwZM/s400/gpa+3+yrs+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324396961805558162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SeQO06-W4ZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/P5wCjLD5s2k/s400/gpa+3+yrs+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324396120683438114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SeQOD9jN4CI/AAAAAAAAAhE/tNI29aht7qI/s400/gpa+3+yrs+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324396956869171202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SeQO0olbmAI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xN7FpwHy44E/s400/gpa+3+yrs+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324396104865710226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SeQODCn-gJI/AAAAAAAAAgk/mZvrdTzhqSQ/s400/gpa+3+yrs+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-7243500052113777392?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/7243500052113777392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=7243500052113777392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/7243500052113777392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/7243500052113777392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-years-today.html' title='3 Years Today'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SeQODSPELjI/AAAAAAAAAg0/zobcpeBSblQ/s72-c/gpa+3+yrs+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-3741929762416314356</id><published>2009-04-09T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:02:29.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is it that work makes you feel guilty for calling in....when your child is severely sick and the doctors advise you to keep  them home?!!! UNBELIEVABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-3741929762416314356?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/3741929762416314356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=3741929762416314356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3741929762416314356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3741929762416314356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/04/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the day'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-3681063600567296208</id><published>2009-04-08T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:31:03.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1qeoqiowI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TtTWUJjo4sk/s1600-h/09pics+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322527409166263042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1qeoqiowI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TtTWUJjo4sk/s400/09pics+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So once again I am blogging, and my little man is sick. Last night was the worst night we have had with Colin. He slept maybe 30 minutes total at one time last night and then was up crying. Josh and I were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;. Took him to the doctor this morning and spent 2 hours there. After x-rays, breathing treatments, and seeing the Doctor, I was informed that he has severe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bronchitis&lt;/span&gt;. The x-rays showed he was getting a little too close to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pneumonia&lt;/span&gt; too, so we have to keep a close watch on him or they said he will have to be admitted to the hospital. That is not something you want to hear. I pray he gets some sleep tonight and feels better. We are doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nebulizer&lt;/span&gt; treatments at home, and they seem to be helping, so I am very thankful. Having a sick child makes me question if I want another one, because being a mommy and not being able to help your sick baby is the worst feeling I have ever experienced. But he is SO worth it. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me :)&lt;br /&gt;I have been keeping busy with work, and have been working extra hours to help out with money since the car business isn't great with the economy the way it is right now. But things are starting to pick up. I am very proud of Josh. He is now working the financial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;department&lt;/span&gt; of the dealership part of the time. This is a big step towards moving up and I know he will get to where he wants to be...it just takes time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I should get some sleep while I can...so I will end this for now. As always, I will post some pictures to end this: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;During our SHORT trip to KC: I was extremely tired after working the night before and not sleeping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322526795641383938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1p67Gz7AI/AAAAAAAAAf0/fABumyVOL_E/s400/09pics+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The big snowstorm in Hutch...over two feet!! Colin wasn't so sure about all that white stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322527412189515538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1qez7VzxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/md0PXImhBVI/s400/snow+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322527413610593586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1qe5OJvTI/AAAAAAAAAgE/FDazOEbQCj4/s400/snow+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kisses from daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322527414711584978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1qe9UpiNI/AAAAAAAAAgU/4qFC_zFDHn8/s400/sun3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mommy and Colin time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322526784254892962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1p6QsD26I/AAAAAAAAAfk/X3Dl7ZurXWQ/s400/09pics+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322526782719830034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1p6K-EqBI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Xg6mjUOJKbY/s400/09pics+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322526791384836498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1p6rP-KZI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UZvPd6qxZ5s/s400/09pics+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322526783233800802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1p6M4nOmI/AAAAAAAAAfU/272J0zc3744/s400/09pics+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE YOU COLIN JAMES LEATHERBURY!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322527417769451858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1qfIts4VI/AAAAAAAAAgc/d12YIK_91qA/s400/sun6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-3681063600567296208?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/3681063600567296208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=3681063600567296208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3681063600567296208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3681063600567296208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-again.html' title='Sick AGAIN'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sd1qeoqiowI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TtTWUJjo4sk/s72-c/09pics+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-2164885080019390391</id><published>2009-03-13T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:42:00.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Update*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sbq2xKLHj_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/gSX5joACPnA/s1600-h/09pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312759666097754098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sbq2xKLHj_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/gSX5joACPnA/s400/09pics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colin was sick for awhile, but finally got better. Winter months it seems he is sick every other week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud of him! He is now going to the sitter and not crying...that is a HUGE accomplishment for Colin; he used to cry from the time we left to the time we picked him up. If only we could get that darn bottle out of his mouth now :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am working my long weekend this week and then I am on my own with Colin ALL next week. Josh leaves for training in KC on Monday and will be there the whole week. Ashleigh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Deangelo&lt;/span&gt;, and me will head up there Saturday evening to meet him and go to the casino for my birthday. Josh and I will stay there until Monday morning...I am excited to have some "us" time. "Us" time is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sparse&lt;/span&gt; after having a baby. My mom will have Colin while we are gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still loving my job...I love the "bad" little kids I work with...and seem to find good in all of them. It feels like I'm now a mother of 20 teenagers...and it scares me to think Colin may be that wild when he is older :0 Not much else is new...except Colin got his first OFFICIAL HAIRCUT(not pictured)..my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;baby's&lt;/span&gt; getting big!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-2164885080019390391?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/2164885080019390391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=2164885080019390391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2164885080019390391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2164885080019390391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='*Update*'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/Sbq2xKLHj_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/gSX5joACPnA/s72-c/09pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-4681898137607432341</id><published>2009-02-27T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:44:00.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Colin is sick again. Not sure what he has. He has been coughing nonstop with a really raspy noise in his chest. (Thanks daddy for sharing your germs) Wondering if its croup, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bronchitis&lt;/span&gt;, or something else. My mom has him at her house tonight, since I am working this weekend, but she's taking him to the Dr. tomorrow morning. He seems to get sick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; and I wish I could take it from him! Being a mommy is hard when you can't make your baby feel better :( Will keep you updated..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-4681898137607432341?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/4681898137607432341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=4681898137607432341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/4681898137607432341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/4681898137607432341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-5808392640432371107</id><published>2009-02-24T16:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:15:58.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 09 went so fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SaSaOZ2y-GI/AAAAAAAAAek/4P_wr2ykzqA/s1600-h/colinmomwed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306535833198852194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SaSaOZ2y-GI/AAAAAAAAAek/4P_wr2ykzqA/s400/colinmomwed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wanted to update this before Colin wakes up from his evening nap...so it'll have to be short. Josh has been sick with the mucus bug and stayed in bed for about a day and a half. Unfortunatly daddy passed this on to Colin and now he's sick. He has been coughing and has a runny nose, and just doesn't feel great. But he's a trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin and I met uncle Jeff in Andover yesterday and we all went to the Exploration Place in Wichita. I must say that this place is awesome! Its a place made for kids to learn and play and even Colin only being a year old...he still loved it! His favorite thing though, was watching the ducks float in the river. Ducks are Colin's all time favorite animal...hope he doesn't ask for one as a pet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, I have been super tired trying to keep up with home and work. Work can be stressful, but I love those kids and have the best job ever. However, I miss my little guy on my long weekends. (Like this weekend I will work Thurs thru Sun) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an up note, my 24Th birthday is coming up and Josh, Me, Ashleigh, and Deangelo are all taking a trip to the casino in KC for a weekend. I am stoked to spend some time with my best girlfriend and of course...my hubby :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306535842461538722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SaSaO8XMWaI/AAAAAAAAAfE/8kH91yUSGLU/s400/Animation+DSC01812.gif" border="0" /&gt;Not much else new...Moms wedding was great on V-day and I wanted to post pics...but I am unsurprisingly behind yet again. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306535835180500370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SaSaOhPQhZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/GfHhyNNMJSE/s400/weddingmom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306535834196612194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SaSaOdkrlGI/AAAAAAAAAes/Gb3HfRXWk8g/s400/joshmomwed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306535838611721026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SaSaOuBUy0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/fea0KeSoMRc/s400/aaaaabbbb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-5808392640432371107?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/5808392640432371107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=5808392640432371107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/5808392640432371107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/5808392640432371107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-09-came-and-gone.html' title='February 09 went so fast'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SaSaOZ2y-GI/AAAAAAAAAek/4P_wr2ykzqA/s72-c/colinmomwed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-7838087893079538458</id><published>2009-02-04T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:27:30.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Born</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SYqR5aaehyI/AAAAAAAAAeU/iuK4Tz3AnJs/s1600-h/jeffbaby3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299208327083755298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SYqR5aaehyI/AAAAAAAAAeU/iuK4Tz3AnJs/s400/jeffbaby3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. WAS YOUR FIRST PREGNANCY PLANNED? Yes-but I told Josh it would take months for me to get pregnant...and it was less than one month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. WERE YOU MARRIED AT THE TIME? Nope- Got married almost exactly a year later (5 days off of a year)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. WHAT WERE YOUR REACTIONS? My heart felt like it fell on the floor I was so excited..I literally ran from the bathroom to tell josh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Josh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; seem surprised..he was tired and ready for bed :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. WAS ABORTION AN OPTION FOR YOU? Heck no!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. HOW OLD WERE YOU? 21 (a month and a half away from 22)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. HOW DID YOU FIND OUT YOU WERE PREGNANT? I threw up a strawberry margarita I had just drank and Josh said "YOUR PREGNANT" who knew he was psychic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. WHO DID YOU TELL FIRST? Josh of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. DID YOU WANT TO FIND OUT THE SEX? Oh yes, I hate waiting for anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. DUE DATE? October 22, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. DID YOU HAVE MORNING SICKNESS? I was so sick the whole pregnancy I thought I was gonna die! I was in the er for being so sick at least 6 or 7 times. It was awful...but so worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. WHAT DID YOU CRAVE? Green beans-I dreamed about them before I even knew I was expecting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. WHO/WHAT IRRITATED YOU THE MOST? Josh..for reasons we wont go in to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CHILD'S SEX? Male&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. DID YOU WISH YOU HAD THE OPPOSITE SEX OF WHAT YOU WERE GETTING? Not really, I just knew he was a boy from day one...I could never think of a girls name and knew what to name Colin all along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. HOW MANY POUNDS DID YOU GAIN THROUGHOUT THE PREGNANCY? Depends...I got really sick and lost 12 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pd's&lt;/span&gt; from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-pregnancy weight at first, but after that I gained around 30-35?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;, that sounds like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. DID YOU HAVE A BABY SHOWER? Yes I had two. One at the Clinic where I worked, and one with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fams&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. WAS IT A SURPRISE OR DID YOU KNOW? Planned..and great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. DID YOU HAVE ANY COMPLICATIONS DURING YOUR PREGNANCY? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;yES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;yES&lt;/span&gt; I was very sick all the time and I had a leak in my spine where they put the epidural that sent bubbles to my brain afterwards...that was one killer headache...worse than the labor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. WHERE DID YOU GIVE BIRTH? Hutchinson, KS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. HOW MANY HOURS WERE YOU IN LABOR? They broke my water around 1:30 pm and I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; around 7:28pm...yea...not too long..I was pretty lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. WHO DROVE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL? My mom (we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know they were going to break my water...Josh was in the middle of a car deal at work!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. WHO WATCHED YOU GIVE BIRTH? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Joshy&lt;/span&gt; and my mom...thank god for my mom being there or Josh would of passed out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. WAS IT NATURAL OR C-SECTION? Natural...They had to tell me to stop pushing until the Dr. came in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; he was already halfway out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. DID YOU TAKE MEDICINE TO EASE THE PAIN? Oh how I loved that epidural!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. HOW MUCH DID YOUR CHILD WEIGH?7 lbs 11 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. WHEN WAS YOUR CHILD ACTUALLY BORN ? October 13, 2007...Thank you Grandma :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. WHAT DID YOU NAME HIM/HER? Colin James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Leatherbury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. HOW OLD IS YOUR FIRST BORN TODAY? &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;almost 16 months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299208332589486130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SYqR5u7JUDI/AAAAAAAAAec/3bAJiM-Cldo/s400/jeffbaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-7838087893079538458?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/7838087893079538458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=7838087893079538458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/7838087893079538458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/7838087893079538458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/02/1.html' title='My First Born'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SYqR5aaehyI/AAAAAAAAAeU/iuK4Tz3AnJs/s72-c/jeffbaby3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-5485777472071172569</id><published>2009-02-04T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:30:06.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Things About Me</title><content type='html'>This is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;questionnaire&lt;/span&gt; off of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;...I enjoyed this one and wanted to share it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1.My son is the most important thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;2.I love the way Ivory soap smells.&lt;br /&gt;3.I think dogs are better companions than cats.&lt;br /&gt;4.I am a much better person than I was 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;5.I pray for my husband and son every night.&lt;br /&gt;6.I hate painting my nails.&lt;br /&gt;7.Rainy days are my favorite type of weather.&lt;br /&gt;8.I sleep better on a king size bed.&lt;br /&gt;9.I'm addicted to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10.My brother is one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;11.Fried food makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;12.I want another baby.&lt;br /&gt;13.Intervention is my favorite show.&lt;br /&gt;14.I turn 24 in march.&lt;br /&gt;15.I work nights and love sleeping during the day.&lt;br /&gt;16.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; usually respond to these things on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;17.My dad cleans my house for me at least once every two weeks. (Yes I'm spoiled)&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; obsessed with saving money.&lt;br /&gt;19.I married my high school sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;20.Going to Vegas this October! :)&lt;br /&gt;21.I wish I had more close girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;22.My mom is the first person I call for everything.&lt;br /&gt;23.I hate plaid.&lt;br /&gt;24.I believe I can make a difference in the kids lives I work with.&lt;br /&gt;25.I have some crazy family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I will write 25 new things about me in a couple months and see how they've changed from these :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On an off note, I got food poisoning from Taco Bell this past monday and have been in bed since. The last time I got food poisoning was in Jamaica..and this time is almost as bad. Lost 6 pounds from being sick already :( I hate being sick...my mom has colin and I miss my baby!!! Pray for me to get better-a sick mommy is no fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-5485777472071172569?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/5485777472071172569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=5485777472071172569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/5485777472071172569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/5485777472071172569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-things-about-me.html' title='25 Things About Me'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-9047540535940981029</id><published>2009-01-29T11:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:16:09.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>Colin has become so vocal that I wanted to post the words he can clearly say now so I can remember them years from now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.Mom&lt;br /&gt;2.Dada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.Tana (the dog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Banana (his favorite food)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. NO (This one I hear alot..lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.Duck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.Peek a boo (Only says this for daddy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.Hi (Not sure why, but he whispers this word)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Uh-Oh&lt;br /&gt;11. Hot&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296796074418841490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SYH_909rJ5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/vkFbBEZinko/s200/zzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296795915117478914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SYH_0jhRRAI/AAAAAAAAAeE/tdUiL3wZQoE/s320/zzzzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pretty proud. Some words are more clear than others, but Mommy's know the baby language! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-9047540535940981029?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/9047540535940981029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=9047540535940981029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/9047540535940981029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/9047540535940981029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/01/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SYH_909rJ5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/vkFbBEZinko/s72-c/zzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-8547255087608481686</id><published>2009-01-26T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T09:26:48.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too big too fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have found myself hoping my son would wake up in the middle of the night the past few nights, so I could hold him and cuddle with him while he fell back asleep. I am missing the stage where he used to lay on my chest and fall asleep. Now he wont sit still long enough for a kiss! I miss my baby, but I love the little guy he's turning in to. He talks so much anymore, and understands so many things, and he's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;no longer&lt;/span&gt; as dependent on me as he once was. I better get used to this...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt; is going to win in the end. Wanted to post a pic of my sweet baby when he was just that; a baby.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295655141834031170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SX3ySz39AEI/AAAAAAAAAd8/OD1XV9CyvYw/s400/11.11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-8547255087608481686?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/8547255087608481686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=8547255087608481686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/8547255087608481686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/8547255087608481686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/01/too-big-too-fast.html' title='Too big too fast'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SX3ySz39AEI/AAAAAAAAAd8/OD1XV9CyvYw/s72-c/11.11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-6222749982753648816</id><published>2009-01-23T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:45:46.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So thanks to my cousin Jen, I finally figured out how to change my layout. I think this layout is perfect for my blog. Colin has become obsessed (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) with his "Sesame Beginnings" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dvds&lt;/span&gt;. He has two of them and we watch each at least 5 times a day! This is the first and only time I can ever get him to sit in one spot for more than 5 minutes. He will watch these from beginning to end! Daddy even put a DVD player in the car so he can watch them on the road. Oh Sesame Street, I am so thankful for you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have one more night of work and then I'm off for 5 days! I love this job. I work 4 days on, 3 days off, 2 days on, 5 days off...this schedule is so perfect for me! I feel like this job was made for me. My mom has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt; since I have to work and she reported that he has not had one bottle today...yea mom...give it another couple hours...then I'll ask ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;! But I do hope he can break this habit of the bottle! Time to get ready for work! Always have to end with a picture so here it is:( Tiffany reading to Colin last December...he loves his books...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; my boy :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294639343640646466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXpWbkuCE0I/AAAAAAAAAds/YiMJynkFrN8/s400/DEC+08+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-6222749982753648816?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/6222749982753648816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=6222749982753648816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/6222749982753648816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/6222749982753648816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-layout.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXpWbkuCE0I/AAAAAAAAAds/YiMJynkFrN8/s72-c/DEC+08+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-6742586754006955106</id><published>2009-01-20T11:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:55:02.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Already 2009?</title><content type='html'>So my cousin informed me it was about time for an update...so here I am...behind and struggling to once again catch up! Since last time, we had a wonderful Christmas, and I graduated College with my Associate in Arts with my Criminal Justice Major. I got a job at Reno County Youth Shelter as soon as I graduated. I love my new job, even though it can be challenging at times..working with almost 20 teenagers! Anyways, I work nights which I thought would kill me off quickly, but I actually love it. 8pm to 6am works great for me. Colin doesn't even know mommy works since I am here the majority of the day. I am still trying to find daycare for him for a couple days a week so I can get SOME sleep, but so far no luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin had his ear tubes put in during surgery last Friday and did wonderful. He was very angry when the anaesthesia wore off, but has been great since then. We also found out a couple weeks after he turned one, that he is Lactose Intolerant. This makes it very difficult. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; do well on Soy milk either. So, we have to watch from giving him dairy products and he only gets about one soy milk a day! Daddy is lactose intolerant so it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; a big surprise. I'm just glad I figured out why he would scream constantly every night for weeks! Other than that, he is a healthy, active, adorable little boy. He says "NO" very clearly now when I say it to him. He also says "Mom," "Dad," "Peek a boo," "duck" and a couple other words. He is over 15 months now. And still on the bottle. Oh the darn bottle. That is a story in its own. We just cant get him off of them. I am about ready to throw them all away and deal with a tough couple of days. I am running out of options...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post a couple pics of the past month or so...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293466302208896962" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXYrjk2pb8I/AAAAAAAAAa4/gHlY0e0vKfs/s320/thanksgiving+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanksgiving, trip to Texas, Christmas, and January)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXYrkLNhpPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/k2JjJOZxXL4/s1600-h/DEC+08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293466312505402610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXYrkLNhpPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/k2JjJOZxXL4/s320/DEC+08+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXYrju5H9RI/AAAAAAAAAbA/2aulhkOTPuw/s1600-h/santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293466304903640338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXYrju5H9RI/AAAAAAAAAbA/2aulhkOTPuw/s320/santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXYrkVammMI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/u2CDq8NFi0k/s1600-h/blankeboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293466315244607682" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXYrkVammMI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/u2CDq8NFi0k/s320/blankeboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXYrkri7nBI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Tf4KE899t7Q/s1600-h/afams2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293466321185119250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXYrkri7nBI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Tf4KE899t7Q/s320/afams2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-6742586754006955106?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/6742586754006955106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=6742586754006955106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/6742586754006955106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/6742586754006955106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2009/01/already-2009.html' title='Already 2009?'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SXYrjk2pb8I/AAAAAAAAAa4/gHlY0e0vKfs/s72-c/thanksgiving+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-1800543257596588716</id><published>2008-11-21T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:38:31.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November already?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; behind on blogging. Since last time, I had a B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L wedding, went to Jamaica, and am now back home with my husband and son. The wedding was smaller than expected, but the only thing that mattered was that I got to marry my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Joshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdtTM4JJaI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ntN0qtiY2Sk/s1600-h/our+wedding+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271302065502102946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdtTM4JJaI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ntN0qtiY2Sk/s320/our+wedding+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdtSmUXyfI/AAAAAAAAAZg/u2X_l5q1ghY/s1600-h/our+wedding+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271302055151520242" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdtSmUXyfI/AAAAAAAAAZg/u2X_l5q1ghY/s320/our+wedding+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdtTYyGccI/AAAAAAAAAZw/tVxWBiSTXec/s1600-h/our+wedding+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271302068697985474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdtTYyGccI/AAAAAAAAAZw/tVxWBiSTXec/s320/our+wedding+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdtTzKFJaI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xzj8bFFCWZ0/s1600-h/our+wedding+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271302075777885602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdtTzKFJaI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xzj8bFFCWZ0/s320/our+wedding+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, we went to Jamaica and it was awesome. However, I got food poisoning and spent the last 2 days in the bathroom. I honestly thought I was gonna die in Jamaica... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSduevLmpuI/AAAAAAAAAaA/VjG8zTNCXtA/s1600-h/Jamaica+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271303363200722658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSduevLmpuI/AAAAAAAAAaA/VjG8zTNCXtA/s320/Jamaica+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdufzGjD0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/TtwgnY1lhjQ/s1600-h/Jamaica+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271303381433126722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdufzGjD0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/TtwgnY1lhjQ/s320/Jamaica+28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdufi-MVvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/MRNQx11WKpk/s1600-h/Jamaica+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271303377103116018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdufi-MVvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/MRNQx11WKpk/s320/Jamaica+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdue7lWr4I/AAAAAAAAAaI/8Ad9Q3ozOrQ/s1600-h/Jamaica+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271303366529953666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdue7lWr4I/AAAAAAAAAaI/8Ad9Q3ozOrQ/s320/Jamaica+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin of course, started walking right after we left for our honeymoon. He has since, almost perfected his walking and is taking a liking to running!! He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;no longer&lt;/span&gt; a baby, but a little person..it still blows my mind:(&lt;br /&gt;Today was a pretty hard day for me....Colin was kicked out of daycare. The sitter was one of my oldest and closest friends. She said she could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;no longer&lt;/span&gt; handle him. He cried non-stop and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; let her take care of the other kids. I felt every emotion imaginable. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Embarrassment&lt;/span&gt;, anger, stunned, sad,....everything. What do I do now? I was looking forward to finding a full time job this January since I graduate in December. She is the first person I have ever trusted and felt good to leave him with. And she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; reasonably priced! :) But now I'm back at square one. I never thought my son would be the kid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; would want to watch. But he's mine. And we'll make it through this. I honestly think he acts that way because he doesn't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Colin has been to the er since my last post for yet another ear infection. Yesterday was his Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and they want him to get tubes put in his ears. He will have it done either Dec. or Jan. But he used to be such a happy kid! I really think he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; feel good. My poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I are doing great. He is my rock. When I fall apart, he is there to hand me a beer and take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; out so I can have "me" time. How I love that man. He was made for me.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are coming fast. I am now officially addicted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;eBay&lt;/span&gt;..and I have over half my shopping done. I have also started selling things on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;eBay&lt;/span&gt; which is almost as bad as gambling :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, there has been so much going on, but I'm too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt; to post it all now-so until next time :)Oh yea, Halloween was a blast!! :)                             &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdv6U4upbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/2VV7xkG3xGM/s1600-h/halloween+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271304936690197938" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdv6U4upbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/2VV7xkG3xGM/s400/halloween+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdv6JEKflI/AAAAAAAAAao/P4JCNdm9n6Q/s1600-h/pic+came+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271304933516934738" style="WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdv6JEKflI/AAAAAAAAAao/P4JCNdm9n6Q/s400/pic+came+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdv54LruxI/AAAAAAAAAag/-2UUw7EmjHI/s1600-h/our+wedding+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271304928985070354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdv54LruxI/AAAAAAAAAag/-2UUw7EmjHI/s400/our+wedding+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4610807647580042129-1800543257596588716?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/1800543257596588716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=1800543257596588716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/1800543257596588716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/1800543257596588716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-already.html' title='November already?!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SSdtTM4JJaI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ntN0qtiY2Sk/s72-c/our+wedding+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-4912688821844049423</id><published>2008-10-16T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:13:02.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SPf0b8xlriI/AAAAAAAAAZY/6KURWmrFAe8/s1600-h/S7300446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257939850986106402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SPf0b8xlriI/AAAAAAAAAZY/6KURWmrFAe8/s400/S7300446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a quick update on stats for colin: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head circumference:30% percentile for his age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 19.8-10% for his age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height: 30" 60% for his age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doc says he's gonna be tall and skinny. Skinny for sure...tall...doubt it :)  He is also on real cows milk now-and seems to like it! But we'll see if his tummy can handle it-its a big change from soy formula. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colin was very sick with double ear infections for 10 days, but he is almost better now. Dad is in the hospital for kidney stone and we are praying he'll make it out for our wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't believe the wedding is the day after tomorrow. Finally-I get to marry my best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-4912688821844049423?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/4912688821844049423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=4912688821844049423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/4912688821844049423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/4912688821844049423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-year-stats.html' title='One Year Stats'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SPf0b8xlriI/AAAAAAAAAZY/6KURWmrFAe8/s72-c/S7300446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-253734512982760702</id><published>2008-10-12T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:38:37.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colin's First Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256413113616379442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SPKH4I3PLjI/AAAAAAAAAYo/zLZrT21Ii34/s200/bday5.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We celebrated Colin's birthday today, since his official birthday is tomorrow which falls on a monday. More people than expected showed up and we all had a great time! Colin even had some other kids to play with..and did I mention...all the babies were Boys!!! That just sounds like trouble if you ask me:) Colin got lots of great gifts and enjoyed himself on his swingset as well. Things are all coming in order and I only have one week of school and work left and then comes the wedding and the honeymoon.. I am excited but a little sad the closer it gets....how do you leave your BABY?!!! :( Thought I would post the birthday pics.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256414561343614146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SPKJMaETrMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/tLBeha0UbxU/s400/bday7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256414136782995890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SPKIzsdKwbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/4Ju37GkPBC0/s400/S7300391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256414135959188082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SPKIzpYwcnI/AAAAAAAAAYw/LJShrK2qrxI/s400/bday3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256415649888293202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SPKKLxNlUVI/AAAAAAAAAZI/DIwrDEgrJz8/s320/S7300407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256415660511039058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SPKKMYyPjlI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/4Ebbnb8FAio/s320/S7300443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-253734512982760702?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/253734512982760702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=253734512982760702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/253734512982760702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/253734512982760702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/10/colins-first-birthday.html' title='Colin&apos;s First Birthday'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SPKH4I3PLjI/AAAAAAAAAYo/zLZrT21Ii34/s72-c/bday5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-128662329286319934</id><published>2008-10-03T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:21:32.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am still stressed out of my mind. Everything is just as busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad spent two whole days putting the anchors in for the swing set and filling the spot with sand that it sits. Josh and dad put it together in a couple hours. But Colin loves it and that makes it worthwhile. I'll have to post pics soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeff's birthday is Sunday, then Colin's that following week, then comes wedding week and then JAMAICA. Oh it can't come any sooner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my hair layered and darkened for the wedding. I like it. Colin stared at it for quite a while right after. It was pretty cute. Oh, I forgot, he's got pictures next week, shots and doctors appointments the two days after his birthday. He's gonna be mad at mommy. Boo. Thought I would post the latest pics though. I still have a great man and a great son and a great family, so I need to step back, take a deep breath and relax....YEA RIGHT!! :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253117342789656002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SObSZBxr3cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Jm1NHh7-C6g/s320/newpiset+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253115552617262242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SObQw03U7KI/AAAAAAAAAYY/z-BSj2HvU28/s400/newpiset+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253115550957561842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SObQwurn5_I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4R1j01IJuew/s400/newpiset+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-128662329286319934?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/128662329286319934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=128662329286319934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/128662329286319934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/128662329286319934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/10/stressed.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SObSZBxr3cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Jm1NHh7-C6g/s72-c/newpiset+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-1175767385705101396</id><published>2008-09-28T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:29:49.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO TIME</title><content type='html'>No time is the only way to describe my life right now. I have never felt so rushed. We have a deadline for work, I have schoolwork I'm trying to double since I will be gone for a week, trying to plan and clean for Colin's birthday in 15 days, and just SURVIVE every day! I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt; and end each day in hysterical laughter or tears from being so tired. But only 3 more weeks and Josh and I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sipping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colada's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the beach. I have never needed something more. I just pray for no bad weather-we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; purchase the insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The past couple of weeks things have been hectic as well. But, Colin did get to experience his first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pronto&lt;/span&gt; pup at the Kansas State Fair! He was asleep by the time the train ride came though:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;swing set&lt;/span&gt; that Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma R. bought for his birthday is going to be here this week, so Uncle Jeff and Josh will be busy putting that up. As for me, I have hair appointments, dress fittings, and much more I don't want to think about crammed in this upcoming week. Oh well. A deep breath. I don't have much time for my blog right now, so I will end this with a few newer pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a last note, Colin is eating well...his new love is Oatmeal! And he is getting pretty comfortable with standing...he might be walking soon!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251186214577228962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SN_2CklNzKI/AAAAAAAAAX4/V_PL-_oGZWg/s400/picssept+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251186204716009426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SN_2B_2Hh9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/XZrBwRPahTk/s400/aaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251186205708675234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SN_2CDiyaKI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wV0s_Zkf9ig/s400/picssept2+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251186223522716210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SN_2DF5_GjI/AAAAAAAAAYA/H28JIKdd0Fw/s400/picssept+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251186227619274434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SN_2DVKrnsI/AAAAAAAAAYI/2UT_hiSKL9Q/s400/picssept+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-1175767385705101396?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/1175767385705101396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=1175767385705101396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/1175767385705101396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/1175767385705101396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-time.html' title='NO TIME'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SN_2CklNzKI/AAAAAAAAAX4/V_PL-_oGZWg/s72-c/picssept+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-2516677334277940386</id><published>2008-09-07T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:56:13.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>I just can't keep up with my blog anymore-but I have not gave up yet! The week before last, Aunt Jane and Jennifer and her daughter came to visit. We had a great time and Jen got to meet Josh and Colin for the first time. Family time is extremely important to me and I enjoy every second. We went out to eat a couple times, and visited grandpa and grandma's grave. We also got Jen on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt; fit!:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ3t16RxFI/AAAAAAAAAUo/E_otLQhUejs/s1600-h/S7300238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243377126871254098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ3t16RxFI/AAAAAAAAAUo/E_otLQhUejs/s200/S7300238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ3ucFyPiI/AAAAAAAAAUw/LQ6OdHcehbA/s1600-h/S7300240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243377137120067106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ3ucFyPiI/AAAAAAAAAUw/LQ6OdHcehbA/s200/S7300240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243376162559331298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ21tkZi-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/qn6xLoT1jDg/s320/S7300239.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also all met up at Jeff's house so Grandma R. could meet Jens new addition, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Joely&lt;/span&gt;. And after many trials, I finally got a good pic of me and my crazy fiance!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ4f6o2TtI/AAAAAAAAAU4/xPnm0W8KDFk/s1600-h/S7300242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243377987133787858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ4f6o2TtI/AAAAAAAAAU4/xPnm0W8KDFk/s400/S7300242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ5ITkWMDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hu5Dth1R2CE/s1600-h/S7300244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243378681020559410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ5ITkWMDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hu5Dth1R2CE/s400/S7300244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243378190169660146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ4rvAX2vI/AAAAAAAAAVA/E_SAzooqFz0/s400/S7300243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243379403331744322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ5yWYwMkI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Cu-ZNysDte0/s400/S7300246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think we all enjoyed ourselves. Next time Colin and I need to go visit them in Texas!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243381177956372258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ7ZpYPDyI/AAAAAAAAAVg/rTfis45YemY/s320/S7300255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243381176459696642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ7ZjzZmgI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Sog3ntqHrd4/s320/S7300252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243381182794086002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ7Z7ZotnI/AAAAAAAAAVo/frA75BJdjWA/s320/S7300254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243381184147983058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ7aAcbitI/AAAAAAAAAVw/A6ZcGfXhKj4/s320/S7300256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243381189417495458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ7aUEx66I/AAAAAAAAAV4/lhn8TzTvVA4/s320/S7300258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am extremely busy with school; I started my 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; class this week, and I am a bit overwhelmed. Sad to say, but my housecleaning is on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;back burner&lt;/span&gt; for a while. Work and school work are my priority right now. I have been trying to spend more time with Colin lately too. The realization that he is not going to be this little for long is setting in, and I am treasuring every second I have now. He is now almost 11 months old, and I can't believe it. He eats adult food like a champ, stands up on everything, crawls faster than I can walk, and is starting to be more vocal. "La La La, Momma, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt;" are his favorite words/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gibberish&lt;/span&gt;. I don't like thinking about that day he learns to talk back!! :( He is also finally starting to realize what that big box is that we stare at every day....the TV!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ9SXe5qPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UKqV-Va2c30/s1600-h/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243383251916663026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ9SXe5qPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UKqV-Va2c30/s320/tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The wedding is in full force, with my Aunt Sally being an angel, she has agreed to do all the decorating. My mom and I have been working on getting dress alterations, a judge, and the flowers. Pink and white are the colors. I am pretty excited. Its less than a month and a half away!! And Jamaica is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; close...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kansas state fair is here this week and I am hating living so close. The helicoper flys over about every half hour and the people are parked everywhere around the house and walk through our grass...this too shall pass I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Josh is still training twice a night and working 40+ hours a week, so I try to sneak time in with him every chance I can. But I'm not too concerned...I get him for the rest of my life! I will end this with some pics of my family...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ9vUFinfI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ROL4yiaP2bQ/s1600-h/0000000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243383749221195250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ9vUFinfI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ROL4yiaP2bQ/s320/0000000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ94Fy6x5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/EUDPANKGpz4/s1600-h/000006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243383900003813266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ94Fy6x5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/EUDPANKGpz4/s200/000006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ9vTOaizI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/X7kBgtbQjWU/s1600-h/kkkkkkkdkd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243383748989979442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ9vTOaizI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/X7kBgtbQjWU/s320/kkkkkkkdkd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/4610807647580042129-2516677334277940386?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/2516677334277940386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=2516677334277940386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2516677334277940386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2516677334277940386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SMQ3t16RxFI/AAAAAAAAAUo/E_otLQhUejs/s72-c/S7300238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-6704589720439123416</id><published>2008-08-24T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T14:41:42.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J&amp;C's Birthday</title><content type='html'>This past week I have been doing schoolwork, work, and getting ready for the birthdays. We decided to combine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Char's&lt;/span&gt; birthday and Josh's birthday and we went to the lake this past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;. We all enjoyed steaks, green beans, salad, and bread. I would like to add that Colin ate every single thing we did. (Yes...even the steak!) Josh got to fish which is another hobby he is obsessed with and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; and I took a ride on the 4-wheeler with uncle Jeff. I think we all enjoyed the time together...as short as it was. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238193560978794210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHNSmLhJuI/AAAAAAAAASI/m-1s5iltmAo/s320/S7300222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238193575389721122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHNTb3WciI/AAAAAAAAASY/8ZR_YottHp0/s320/S7300220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHN6A0EzvI/AAAAAAAAASg/qhzOmqFR2ZE/s1600-h/S7300223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238194238143123186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHN6A0EzvI/AAAAAAAAASg/qhzOmqFR2ZE/s200/S7300223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHPIYEL4VI/AAAAAAAAASo/ZP8f8takDCA/s1600-h/S7300224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238195584414507346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHPIYEL4VI/AAAAAAAAASo/ZP8f8takDCA/s200/S7300224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238193564883112066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHNS0uYUII/AAAAAAAAASQ/hEcOOt6hfpo/s320/S7300227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHPlFx6U5I/AAAAAAAAASw/7JGMHNBtQTA/s1600-h/S7300228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238196077722227602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHPlFx6U5I/AAAAAAAAASw/7JGMHNBtQTA/s200/S7300228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHPlQh7BUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/z-Y3YAXjsvU/s1600-h/S7300232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238196080607954242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHPlQh7BUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/z-Y3YAXjsvU/s200/S7300232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHP5dCDabI/AAAAAAAAATA/hpPU2YAVLgQ/s1600-h/S7300226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238196427561331122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHP5dCDabI/AAAAAAAAATA/hpPU2YAVLgQ/s200/S7300226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238201566350087442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHUkkgxFRI/AAAAAAAAATY/6V9N8hUYgL8/s320/S7300231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238201576496837122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHUlKT8MgI/AAAAAAAAATg/Oky6hBUzFaA/s320/S7300234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238201582310286082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHUlf9-YwI/AAAAAAAAATo/mAdBkt5TSaU/s320/S7300233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238201585303211586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHUlrHizkI/AAAAAAAAATw/EIOcXuGc8NQ/s320/S7300237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238201595240368338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHUmQIvyNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/G7lHV-cANhI/s320/S7300236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHVNv015pI/AAAAAAAAAUA/kLd8qCk0hEY/s1600-h/S7300230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238202273761715858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHVNv015pI/AAAAAAAAAUA/kLd8qCk0hEY/s400/S7300230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHVNx6AO5I/AAAAAAAAAUI/4ztDUFXQUn8/s1600-h/S7300229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238202274320235410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHVNx6AO5I/AAAAAAAAAUI/4ztDUFXQUn8/s400/S7300229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Char, Josh, and Grandpa Gates! (we miss you dearly gpa)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-6704589720439123416?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/6704589720439123416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=6704589720439123416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/6704589720439123416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/6704589720439123416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/08/j-birthday.html' title='J&amp;C&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SLHNSmLhJuI/AAAAAAAAASI/m-1s5iltmAo/s72-c/S7300222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-576707188984587159</id><published>2008-08-20T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:10:10.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remodeling</title><content type='html'>I have once again slipped behind. But school has started, work has come my way once more, and colin is going full speed. Another thing that has been going on is some remodeling. With the help of Josh, Jeff, and Dad, my bathroom is now completely remodeled! I have been waiting to post pics until it was done and it took about a week and a half. It started off as me wanting new tiles for the floor, and it turned into new everything. So here are the Before Pictures: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRIGDyYCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bSXxQcX8cu4/s1600-h/oldbath9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236790403720699938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRIGDyYCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bSXxQcX8cu4/s320/oldbath9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRjhlz5qI/AAAAAAAAAOo/vR6oyHnSpv0/s1600-h/oldbath1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236790874967631522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRjhlz5qI/AAAAAAAAAOo/vR6oyHnSpv0/s320/oldbath1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRkOVbqfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KdzpiG9v4q0/s1600-h/oldbath8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236790886978529778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRkOVbqfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KdzpiG9v4q0/s320/oldbath8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRkosMq8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Y_5JtwRtVZQ/s1600-h/oldbath3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236790894053338050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRkosMq8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Y_5JtwRtVZQ/s320/oldbath3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRk6vl9NI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8oNwRzDQjmY/s1600-h/oldbath6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236790898899416274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRk6vl9NI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8oNwRzDQjmY/s320/oldbath6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRlUqNamI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ggc3HQNoHEY/s1600-h/oldbath4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236790905856158306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRlUqNamI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ggc3HQNoHEY/s320/oldbath4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzSNfsI5cI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Iih5PQdMMHk/s1600-h/oldbath2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236791596011808194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzSNfsI5cI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Iih5PQdMMHk/s320/oldbath2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzSN2kBBYI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_G__O8OfDP8/s1600-h/oldbath5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236791602151753090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzSN2kBBYI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_G__O8OfDP8/s320/oldbath5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can tell from the picture...Josh is still training for some cage fights...and he frequently comes home from training looking a little rough!! :) I think he enjoyed the remodeling project though...and by the looks of it...colin enjoyed the "Daddy Time!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here are the After Pictures:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzS8cjn8hI/AAAAAAAAAPw/gOkFt3TiO-o/s1600-h/newbath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236792402624639506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzS8cjn8hI/AAAAAAAAAPw/gOkFt3TiO-o/s320/newbath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzVEwsoblI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/KPm54bAixQ8/s1600-h/newbath6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236794744493338194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzVEwsoblI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/KPm54bAixQ8/s320/newbath6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzS8p6gFbI/AAAAAAAAAP4/OnEOW5lvalo/s1600-h/newbath3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236792406210254258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzS8p6gFbI/AAAAAAAAAP4/OnEOW5lvalo/s320/newbath3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzS9Owm8vI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ISbCtwPPeeI/s1600-h/newbath2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236792416100872946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzS9Owm8vI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ISbCtwPPeeI/s320/newbath2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzS7bRDOyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nvdnLrS-s8M/s1600-h/newbath8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236792385098431266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" height="311" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzS7bRDOyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nvdnLrS-s8M/s320/newbath8.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzVEo90G0I/AAAAAAAAAQI/8j1YqttnkOc/s1600-h/newbath4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236794742417922882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzVEo90G0I/AAAAAAAAAQI/8j1YqttnkOc/s320/newbath4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We put a new sink in, new shower curtain and accessories, new floor tiles, new counter, painted the walls, and all new rugs, pictures, etc. I am pretty happy with it. I hated the purple/pink countertop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally found a babysitter who will be coming to the house two times a week. I hope that I become comfortable with her, but at least I will be here if I am needed. There is no way I can get everything done without a sitter though! Colin and I have been taking pictures like normal so I thought I would post some of my adorable redhead!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzWkv1p1mI/AAAAAAAAAQY/z3q4joA63W0/s1600-h/12434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236796393530185314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzWkv1p1mI/AAAAAAAAAQY/z3q4joA63W0/s200/12434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzWx4z6CmI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0iyOBB4Av2w/s1600-h/333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236796619277077090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzWx4z6CmI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0iyOBB4Av2w/s200/333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236796801252475874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzW8euOQ-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/hsXiGJhwh7g/s200/89009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzXcoJVwxI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ukCHtv5SKQo/s1600-h/77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236797353537946386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzXcoJVwxI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ukCHtv5SKQo/s320/77.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzXc2mKzoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mjjnxpkODRw/s1600-h/99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236797357416959618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzXc2mKzoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mjjnxpkODRw/s320/99.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzXdMDWsAI/AAAAAAAAARA/dCKxQQrKMLc/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236797363176517634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzXdMDWsAI/AAAAAAAAARA/dCKxQQrKMLc/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzXdgSTLOI/AAAAAAAAARI/0Wi7B3XOJPk/s1600-h/888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236797368607911138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzXdgSTLOI/AAAAAAAAARI/0Wi7B3XOJPk/s320/888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzXeFFSOnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bTqawJVxJbE/s1600-h/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236797378485434994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzXeFFSOnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bTqawJVxJbE/s320/555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzaqnEED6I/AAAAAAAAASA/4Gy7yA6ktFo/s1600-h/768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236800892300431266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzaqnEED6I/AAAAAAAAASA/4Gy7yA6ktFo/s320/768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can tell from these pictures, Colin is still a little "ham" and has been getting into everything. Let me list a few of his new favorite things:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Pulling mommy's earrings * Pizza Rolls *Bananas *Throwing stuff on the floor to watch someone pick it up * Shaking the baby gates until they fall down * Screaming and stomping his feet when told no *pounding mom's computer *kicking his headboard until someone gets him out of bed *laughing when mom falls down *Daddy tickling him *His puppies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is a few random things he has grown fond of the past few weeks. He stands constantly while holding onto furniture now, and can bend down and pick stuff up at the same time. My guess is that he will be walking around his first birthday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grandma R. kept Colin overnight a while back and she always seems to send him back home a little more spoiled. Good for him; bad for us. He wants held constantly and screams and crys if you sit him down. I will end this blog with a few pictures from grandmas's house. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzZ-qbIkOI/AAAAAAAAARY/T0Lwq3acwGg/s1600-h/8082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236800137288257762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzZ-qbIkOI/AAAAAAAAARY/T0Lwq3acwGg/s320/8082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzZ-2KrUrI/AAAAAAAAARg/W_deHM7CPPg/s1600-h/8087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236800140440457906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzZ-2KrUrI/AAAAAAAAARg/W_deHM7CPPg/s320/8087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzZ_NRxcEI/AAAAAAAAARo/qw362OZPy8Q/s1600-h/08085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236800146644234306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzZ_NRxcEI/AAAAAAAAARo/qw362OZPy8Q/s320/08085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzZ_Wt8YDI/AAAAAAAAARw/tFkr_UfVjfA/s1600-h/8083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236800149178310706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzZ_Wt8YDI/AAAAAAAAARw/tFkr_UfVjfA/s320/8083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hopefully I will blog again soon...but I am very busy now that school has started. One thing I forgot to mention...I am a woman and changed my mind AGAIN&gt;&gt;&gt;the wedding is now booked for Rice Park Shelter, October 18Th and I've got the dress, the man, and the food...now I just need to find someone to marry us!!!:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236800658199236882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzac-9_URI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Ya_l3FU5BiM/s400/8081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/4610807647580042129-576707188984587159?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/576707188984587159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=576707188984587159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/576707188984587159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/576707188984587159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/08/remodeling.html' title='Remodeling'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SKzRIGDyYCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bSXxQcX8cu4/s72-c/oldbath9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-4569278328287903688</id><published>2008-08-03T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:12:48.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to catch up!</title><content type='html'>I have slipped behind on my blog! However, I am determined to catch back up and stick with it. Not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; has happened the last couple weeks. Josh and I got in a big fight, but are now stronger than ever. At the time it seemed awful, but now, i think of it as a blessing. We are communicating better now than ever, and I have never loved him as strongly as I do today. I think it was much needed, to put it honestly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Grandma R. finally got back from vacation and Colin went to stay with her. She couldn't believe how much he has changed! Colin is very fast, very alert, and has quite a personality anymore. He eats constantly (but is very picky still) and smiles on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Que&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZGyG77kqI/AAAAAAAAANo/htXB2frLMDw/s1600-h/uuu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230445843906794146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZGyG77kqI/AAAAAAAAANo/htXB2frLMDw/s200/uuu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230446037770576466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZG9ZIqIlI/AAAAAAAAANw/B3kyO63UwVE/s320/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I haven't been working the past couple weeks, which gives &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; and I more time to bond and play..so even if I need the money...I can't complain! My little guy is number one in my life!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230447287436849970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZIGIgUMzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/sTaiW8jlNHs/s200/KLDJLFKDJL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230447033587277090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZH3W13HSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BvNWtTFjDec/s200/aaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230447602028077666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZIYcctYmI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ivx1x_EMGEI/s200/jlka%3Bjdfljfl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The other day I took him to Carey Park and he enjoyed the baby swing for the first time.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZAmKhVqsI/AAAAAAAAANA/0A6kZACQ_-M/s1600-h/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230439041640803010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZAmKhVqsI/AAAAAAAAANA/0A6kZACQ_-M/s320/k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230438207921757938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJY_1orOnvI/AAAAAAAAAM4/TsyRlWq4Q5s/s320/kl%3B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I also got my hair done once again. I am tired of coloring it, so I had my stylist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keja&lt;/span&gt; dye it back to normal color. Well, almost. There is some red in it too, but I love that it finally matches my eyebrows! I think it will stay dark for awhile. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZBkavFTQI/AAAAAAAAANI/08ZDiYNGp5M/s1600-h/abac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230440111145307394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZBkavFTQI/AAAAAAAAANI/08ZDiYNGp5M/s320/abac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZB2oKUG3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/qvAGu_ArI0Q/s1600-h/lkdjflfjkfllsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230440423986830194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZB2oKUG3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/qvAGu_ArI0Q/s200/lkdjflfjkfllsa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colin's best friend (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ashleigh&lt;/span&gt; and I like to think so) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Karmelo&lt;/span&gt;, came over to play with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; and we have went to his house a couple times the past few weeks. Colin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Karmelo&lt;/span&gt; don't always play fair though, and are already fighting over toys! However, I think they will &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZDN37NohI/AAAAAAAAANY/EJftlOpLEd8/s1600-h/lkslkdk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230441922867077650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZDN37NohI/AAAAAAAAANY/EJftlOpLEd8/s320/lkslkdk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;grow up to be very good friends. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZD35FX7OI/AAAAAAAAANg/pHKjUKco618/s1600-h/jkldffd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230442644732636386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZD35FX7OI/AAAAAAAAANg/pHKjUKco618/s320/jkldffd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all I have to report right now. School starts August 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, and I have the feeling work is going to hit me at the same time. I am still trying to find a babysitter...its very frustrating!! I am praying for a miracle sitter! Time will tell though.&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/4610807647580042129-4569278328287903688?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/4569278328287903688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=4569278328287903688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/4569278328287903688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/4569278328287903688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/08/trying-to-catch-up.html' title='Trying to catch up!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SJZGyG77kqI/AAAAAAAAANo/htXB2frLMDw/s72-c/uuu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-4102901117508909219</id><published>2008-07-21T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:12:50.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Hot Hot</title><content type='html'>This week has been hot! The temperature seems to keep rising, but that doesn't stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; and I from outside activities. Grammy (Josh's mom) got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; a pool, and he loves it. Anything that has to do with water &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; loves.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225484604544693234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISmj-Eos_I/AAAAAAAAALo/jAysWXUjVHg/s320/pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225484797353450242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISmvMV02wI/AAAAAAAAALw/ezOklRf7DxY/s320/pool2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225484799670611058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISmvU-R7HI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ifqU11XO9TA/s320/pool3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After playing in the sun, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; loves to run around n&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISoYRL-jRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/sjCKqrU-12A/s1600-h/pool5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225486602540584210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISoYRL-jRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/sjCKqrU-12A/s320/pool5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and well, we let him. :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISoSjwx7SI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IhuLFXwuMIg/s1600-h/pool4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225486504447569186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISoSjwx7SI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IhuLFXwuMIg/s320/pool4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too much else has happened this week. Colin went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grammy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and played with his 2 year old cousin Ruth Ann for a couple hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colin has been accident prone this week. He fell off the bed (the dog bounced him off this time),&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;scratched&lt;/span&gt; his leg, hit his eye on the table, and got some bug bites. He is rather clumsy as he is learning to walk and stand and all that other stuff big boys want to do. I need a helmet for this kid! :) But he is doing fine, and as happy as can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a new phone, and have been playing with it all week. I will post some of my "art work" up on this blog:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISqKZ7QSkI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/VnVTJcSU4CQ/s1600-h/fix6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225488563391449666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISqKZ7QSkI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/VnVTJcSU4CQ/s320/fix6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISqKhKnF2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/erSpdrb2RZU/s1600-h/fix2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225488565334906722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISqKhKnF2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/erSpdrb2RZU/s320/fix2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Got to love the kisses from my boys!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225490472077651154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISr5gVgbNI/AAAAAAAAAMo/45lbViNjy10/s320/fix8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh bought the rest of my wedding ring for me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me with it this week. I will post a picture but it doesn't do it justice! I think we have decided to just get married at the courthouse with immediate family there and have a renewal wedding at our 5 or 10 year anniversary. School starts for me in August, and between that, working, and taking care of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt;, a big wedding is out of the question. I feel bad that he is not going to get that "real" wedding, because I did in my previous marriage, but if he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with it, so am I. As long as we love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all that matters. I have work to do this week before Grandma R gets back Saturday (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;HOORAY&lt;/span&gt;!!) so I will make this blog short.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISrd1PDMSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/tU8FER-X7kI/s1600-h/fix5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225489996651376930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISrd1PDMSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/tU8FER-X7kI/s200/fix5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225490615179024498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISsB1biGHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gRG2c2irsPs/s200/fix1.jpg" border="0" /&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/4610807647580042129-4102901117508909219?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/4102901117508909219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=4102901117508909219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/4102901117508909219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/4102901117508909219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/07/hot-hot-hot.html' title='Hot Hot Hot'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SISmj-Eos_I/AAAAAAAAALo/jAysWXUjVHg/s72-c/pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-5243420473793182553</id><published>2008-07-14T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:12:51.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Month Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHvRmfdNQMI/AAAAAAAAALg/Kx2is6Yq7Wo/s1600-h/tub3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222998652075458754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHvRmfdNQMI/AAAAAAAAALg/Kx2is6Yq7Wo/s400/tub3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colin had his nine month appt today; thought I would post the results:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head circ: 17.5 Inches 25% range for his age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 19 lbs  25% range for age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height: 29' (above 75% range for his age!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in conclusion, Colin has a little head, little body, and has grown extremely long! :) The doctor said Colin will probably only be able to sit in his car seat rear facing until around 11 months old since he is growing so fast and has gotten so tall. Usually, babies don't sit forward facing until after a year old. He must get his height from Grandpa Gates..because its sure not from mom or dad!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything else was good. I am happy to report one healthy, loved little man!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-5243420473793182553?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/5243420473793182553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=5243420473793182553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/5243420473793182553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/5243420473793182553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/07/9-month-stats.html' title='9 Month Stats'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHvRmfdNQMI/AAAAAAAAALg/Kx2is6Yq7Wo/s72-c/tub3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-3835598101213365894</id><published>2008-07-12T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:12:52.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have been thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; lately, about my life. I get so frustrated trying to keep up with everything, that I sometimes stop and forget what I have. There are so many people I have ran across lately, that have lost a baby, or loved one, or have been struggling with an illness. I never stop and think about how lucky I am, until I think about others. I have a perfectly healthy baby boy, a great fiance, and a wonderful family. Not to mention a job, a house, and good health for myself. These things seem to slip my mind when the laundry is piled a mile high, the dogs are barking, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; is screaming. But I need to remember that I am blessed, and I am one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; lucky ones in life. I am going to try to live my life more for now, and stop worrying about what happens next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This week I have once again, got no housework done. However, I have done a great deal of work for my mom, so I do feel accomplished in something. Colin is still getting into everything, but I am getting used to it. He is also waving at people. (Learned this from Gage I think) He has his 9 month appointment on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;, so I will post the stats after that. Josh has been working &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;, and it has been me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; manning the house the majority of the week. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, his smiles are worth it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I invited Tony's 7 year old daughter over to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt;, and she kept him amused for some time. However, the poker table was more interesting than Alysha was to Colin after a couple minutes. He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Leatherbury&lt;/span&gt;! Josh will have our son playing poker by age three if I'm not careful! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk5IMm81XI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ag7aZ94y5Bc/s1600-h/alys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222268055899133298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk5IMm81XI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ag7aZ94y5Bc/s200/alys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk5ZrYepaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/guwl6agJ5Q8/s1600-h/apo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222268356217709986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk5ZrYepaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/guwl6agJ5Q8/s200/apo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222268241759123330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk5TA_bN4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Q-VC8cwoZgc/s200/apok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222268712626720114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk5ubHAjXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hTSHMSn3wS4/s320/apoke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Colin's&lt;/span&gt; teeth have been hurting him again this week, and his allergies have been acting up too. Therefore, that means less sleep and more crying. However, this too shall pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk6EP3u9wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/dEcRpthbjAk/s1600-h/acrying.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222269087566984962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk6EP3u9wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/dEcRpthbjAk/s200/acrying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had to take a picture though, just for future reference when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; brings his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;girlfriends&lt;/span&gt; to meet the parents:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Josh and I were planning on going out to eat alone tomorrow (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;) but have not been successful in finding a sitter. My mom is the only one who jumps at the chance to keep our busy boy (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Josh's&lt;/span&gt; mom would, but works out of state) so we are out of luck until Grandma gets back from vacation. ((In two WHOLE weeks!!)) But hopefully we can spend some alone time after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; goes to sleep watching a movie or something.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I am still in the process of trying to find a high school girl to come watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; a couple hours a week. I really need some help to get things done. I am planning on putting an ad in the paper here shortly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, nothing new has went on. I will end this with some pictures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; and I goofing off. We can never take enough pictures together!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222270425222852562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk7SHBvr9I/AAAAAAAAALA/dSSaUZf6dgM/s200/ablur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222270888340265650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk7tERimrI/AAAAAAAAALI/EqoR-M-09RA/s200/meme3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222270992645559330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk7zI13FCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hYHepDXLoNA/s400/meme2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk9wkC8s7I/AAAAAAAAALY/KKihZONm7xQ/s1600-h/ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222273147431859122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk9wkC8s7I/AAAAAAAAALY/KKihZONm7xQ/s320/ab.jpg" border="0" /&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/4610807647580042129-3835598101213365894?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/3835598101213365894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=3835598101213365894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3835598101213365894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3835598101213365894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/07/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHk5IMm81XI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ag7aZ94y5Bc/s72-c/alys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-1393503457875002170</id><published>2008-07-06T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:12:57.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July and Family</title><content type='html'>This week has been another good week. I love life to a new extent now that I have a son. It is hard to stay mad for long, or to be sad, or anything once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; grins that semi-toothless grin at me. I love him more than I could ever explain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the week, Colin and I went out to eat with Grandpa and Grandma R, and Grandpa and Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Heter&lt;/span&gt;. As you can tell from the picture, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; loves people and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;restaurants&lt;/span&gt;. He is still eating a great deal of table foods, but we found the secret to getting him to eat baby food-its all about the spoon. My mom had a spoon he will eat off of, so we now use this spoon every time. He doesn't especially like baby food, but he has slowed down some on formula. That is a good thing though, he was drinking about 10 oz too much a day! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219943563937274194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD3A9QRWVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/kYcBR7OGric/s400/gfftjft.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Josh has been back at the car dealership since Tuesday and sold 4 cars already! I am so proud of him. He also got his bonus for going back to that dealership. It was bitter sweet for him though, because he had to hand it all to me. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; booked our Jamaica trip for October 20t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;. I can't get over it. Once again, I have a great vacation to look forward too. (Johnna and I joked about how we would have nothing to look forward to after Table Rock.) I am still trying to figure out the details of our wedding however, and that is an on-going process, and a story for another day. The weather has been great and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; and Josh even fell asleep outside one day while the dogs played. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219945077271965154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD4ZC3YLeI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xBhBGa4p7Nk/s320/boys+sleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219944983319465778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD4Tk3WzzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cF399-unEb8/s320/dogs+out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219947870747421202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD67pX06hI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9u_KDu1VcB4/s320/glasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Josh and I both got to spend a good deal of time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt; this week, due to the holiday. The boys even dressed alike and wrestled around like men...and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt; won the fight. Colin and I were a little less &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt;, and enjoyed our walks and kisses. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219946544457159874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD5ucjllMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/e1bdv3AtIrI/s320/camo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219946534713523970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD5t4QhfwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/myghxuryLWo/s320/camo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219946549816202930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD5uwhSFrI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0BA4BDB12kg/s320/colinwins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219947860227707714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD67CLu00I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ywgMCY2Vd68/s320/jdfkjjjill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219947856050470098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD66ynzPNI/AAAAAAAAAII/bQPI9uZRSQQ/s320/funme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219946565193383730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD5vpzfPzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/DahCNVIRkvU/s320/moomk.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Colin now crawls like a champ and has been "creeping" around on the furniture. In other words, he pulls himself up and learns to walk holding on. He still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; mastered getting back down, which frustrates him. He has also learned how to turn on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;roomba&lt;/span&gt;, and then he runs for help from mommy, because it scares the poop out of him!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219949412388196754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD8VYboUZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/PAgJitv2iGg/s200/roomba.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219949407346684050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD8VFpo8JI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oG75G0gqoys/s200/roomba2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219949222969981394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD8KWyzudI/AAAAAAAAAIg/P2l93lUOIrI/s200/roomba3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He also discovered the bathtub when I was doing my makeup. Now when you put him on the floor, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the first place he heads to. He likes to stand up and throw things into the tub. (which included my glass candle holder) But he then gives me that innocent look, and I fall for it every time!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD9f_0cOXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Aus60SPUUT4/s1600-h/toothy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219950694271564146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD9f_0cOXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Aus60SPUUT4/s200/toothy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD9WhWYt7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/oWfDWVQ8YRw/s1600-h/bath1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219950531473618866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD9WhWYt7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/oWfDWVQ8YRw/s200/bath1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD9XMFR7JI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rO53Y2rshJM/s1600-h/bath2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219950542944595090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD9XMFR7JI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rO53Y2rshJM/s200/bath2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219950246147310882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD9F6bSxSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/aKPj-pnH6d4/s320/bath3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My first friend, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; from childhood came back to Hutch to visit and meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt; for the first time. It was great seeing her and getting to spend some time catching up. I only wish she lived closer! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD-UJnrbSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/BVXmHMjMz1Q/s1600-h/kezieme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219951590255586594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD-UJnrbSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/BVXmHMjMz1Q/s200/kezieme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219951697984618226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD-aa8R_vI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QY-wH-oAY4A/s200/kenz.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Colin has been making some funny faces and I thought I would post a few since I am on a "picture-high" this week.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219952520536435698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD_KTL6q_I/AAAAAAAAAJw/HT4Pwutuhgg/s320/funny.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219952287331317714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD-8ube99I/AAAAAAAAAJo/J8SLjez0W2w/s320/mom2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219952531206277074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD_K67zh9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/vEnOr8ZRjmI/s320/teeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;To end the week, we watched fireworks and grilled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hot dogs&lt;/span&gt; with my mom on Friday, and went to the lake on Saturday with Grandpa and Grandma Gates to watch the fireworks at the water sports club. Colin fell asleep before both shows, and slept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; all the booms! It was hilarious. Grandma R is leaving for 3 weeks (for work and play), and will be greatly missed by me as well as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt;. Happy 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHEAAgAsFTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SlRByW4PMNs/s1600-h/laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219953451691939122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHEAAgAsFTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SlRByW4PMNs/s320/laugh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219953283379112002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD_2s_yKEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8sFQJrLbHB4/s200/S7300097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-1393503457875002170?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/1393503457875002170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=1393503457875002170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/1393503457875002170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/1393503457875002170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-week-has-been-another-good-week.html' title='4th of July and Family'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SHD3A9QRWVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/kYcBR7OGric/s72-c/gfftjft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-2297507630887743968</id><published>2008-06-29T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:12:59.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This week I have been trying to get back to work and back into the groove of things after vacation. Sadly, it hasn't worked so well. The house is a disaster and I have a mound of dirty laundry. But, work seems to be slowing down, so I think I will have my fair share of time these next few weeks to get all the house chores done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Not much new has happened this week. I worked, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; explored every inch of the house. He crawls full speed ahead and gets into everything he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be in. He has his own play area, but he refuses to be confined and I usually give in and let him crawl around outside of his "cage." The only other new thing this week to report, is that I have now lost 8 pounds since starting weight watchers. It must be working! I've still got a ways to go, but I will get there by my wedding..at least that is my goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Early in the week, Colin and I went out to Grandpa and Grandma R's to get more work and to visit, and Colin got to play in the combine. (Got to love the shirt!!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217481017652282482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SGg3V5eCBHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/lC6lRnayfn0/s400/eriteoff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217472843037932082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SGgv6EqF-jI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dZsFs0uY_z0/s320/gmacomb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SGgwQREKBVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zq9EFZfEJGw/s1600-h/driving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217473224325596498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SGgwQREKBVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zq9EFZfEJGw/s200/driving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217472536826653954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SGgvoP7orQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ANDeh2ww3Js/s320/gpacomb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saturday night was the night that Josh has been training for since March. It was the Warfare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cage fights&lt;/span&gt; at a local place here in Hutch. Everyone was extremely upset when Josh's opponent backed out and hour before the fight. Supposedly, he sprained his ankle that day, but after talking to his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt;, we found out that he just knew he was going to get creamed after seeing Josh at weigh i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;n's&lt;/span&gt; the night before and faked the sprain. Josh was very angry, and I don't blame him. I am so proud of him for how hard he has worked. He cut over 20 pounds for this fight, and has trained faithfully at least 3 times a week for 3 to 4 hours at a time. Colin and I have missed him dearly, but this is his dream, and we will be right there to support him in whatever he wants to do. Josh is not sure if he will be fighting in the next one in a couple months, but I will be right there no matter what he decides to do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh also starts back to work at his old job at the car dealership on Tuesday. He loves the car business and I just want him to do something he likes. I hope it all goes the way he wants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have jumped in (even though I promised Josh I wouldn't) and have started the wedding planning. He is just so busy, there is no way he will get it all done himself. The wedding is set for October 18t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; and we are in the process of booking our honeymoon for 5 days in Jamaica immediately following that. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; excited about that! I cant wait to have him to myself! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I will end this with some pictures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; playing at grandma's house. He stayed there Saturday night while Josh and I were at the fights and then we went to get him Sunday. Every time we go to get him out of his crib now, he is standing up looking around-I am still not used to seeing my little boy standing but it almost brings tears to my eyes! As you can tell from the pictures, he is constantly in motion. I love my son and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; ONE PROUD MOMMY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217476243483190338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SGgzAATa5EI/AAAAAAAAAGo/jSBtCUNJVgc/s320/bigboysit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217476249334579394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SGgzAWGgAMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/S246iA9BJd8/s320/handaction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217476250107972210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SGgzAY-5CnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WrogXPqmL7M/s320/crawlaction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-2297507630887743968?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/2297507630887743968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=2297507630887743968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2297507630887743968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2297507630887743968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to Reality'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SGg3V5eCBHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/lC6lRnayfn0/s72-c/eriteoff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-6393824673894086095</id><published>2008-06-23T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:13:00.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Table Rock Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This past week (June 14-21st) we were at the lake. This was Colin's first family vacation, and it was much needed for all of us! It was amazing and I loved every minute of it. The ride there was rather long, and after 7 hrs of driving, Colin was not in the best mood. But we survived and forgot about the long trip as soon as we saw that water. We had great weather too. It never rained during the day and the temperature was perfect. Colin got to meet his cousin Gage for the first time too. They were not so sure about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; at first, but ended up liking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; by the last day.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-fwRAGGgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UYR1B96LvzY/s1600-h/gagecol1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215062545064663554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-fwRAGGgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UYR1B96LvzY/s320/gagecol1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-fwiTzHDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6cXzw6zIMDI/s1600-h/gagecol2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215062549710707762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-fwiTzHDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6cXzw6zIMDI/s320/gagecol2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh got up on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wake board&lt;/span&gt; for the first time, and did some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;skiing&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-gO674OQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aKUw80w4Ia8/s1600-h/joshwake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215063071717341442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-gO674OQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aKUw80w4Ia8/s200/joshwake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I walked with the family up the hills and through the neighborhoods about 4 or 5 times a day. That is the thing I am missing the most now that I am back home! Johnna and I would push the boys in their strollers and talk the whole way-it made the walking much more fun than doing it alone! I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; is missing all those walks too! He has been a little cranky since we've came home..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-g8ln18sI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bwJ64UQOmD8/s1600-h/walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215063856270144194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-g8ln18sI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bwJ64UQOmD8/s200/walk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215063707084357234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-gz53LfnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wX1lqmvQ4Q8/s200/hojohnme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Josh had to leave 3 days before everyone else, because he had to work. But we did make it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; before he left. We went to Ripley's Believe It or Not Museum. That was pretty cool. We also went out to eat a couple times and he got to spend some quality time with me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt;. I take every second I can get with that man! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-hc0DC8EI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZIrm6Stjoc8/s1600-h/momdad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215064409898152002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-hc0DC8EI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZIrm6Stjoc8/s320/momdad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he left, we went to some great antique shops, played in the water, and I even managed to read a novel and a half! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haven't&lt;/span&gt; been able to do that since high school) It was pretty relaxing. Colin and I got to spend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of time just playing. This is rare at home, because I am usually working on the computer or trying to keep up with the house chores. By the end of the week, he was pretty attached to me. Josh claims I brought home a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;momma's&lt;/span&gt; boy:) I am so thankful to have that little guy. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-iZKwpM_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/CFKCVId5CoY/s1600-h/jldjkfls;.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215065446787134450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-iZKwpM_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/CFKCVId5CoY/s320/jldjkfls%3B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Gage, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt; is learning how to stand up himself now. Everyday I find him in his crib (usually on his knees) looking above the rail for mommy to come get him. He will be walking before I know it! He is over 8 months now and growing fast. His bottom tooth is all the way out and he is now working on his top two front teeth. He looks so cute with his mouth full of white! I am very blessed to have such a great family. I am sad that this vacation is over, but it's time to get back to work. I will miss seeing my extended family and waking up to that beautiful lake though!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215065877275305794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-iyOdBZ0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/jJK7beVTe5E/s320/stand.jpg" border="0" /&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/4610807647580042129-6393824673894086095?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/6393824673894086095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=6393824673894086095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/6393824673894086095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/6393824673894086095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/06/table-rock-lake.html' title='Table Rock Lake'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SF-fwRAGGgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UYR1B96LvzY/s72-c/gagecol1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-3840455746090866140</id><published>2008-06-09T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:13:02.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where'd the time go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This past week has been really busy for me. It was my last week of work which made it bitter-sweet. I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; miss the girls I worked with, but my heart is just not in it anymore...its at home...with my little munchkin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin has spent the week practicing his crawling. He is getting pretty fast! He is still not flying though, and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; blame him-we have wood floors in the majority of the house. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2Qvo8ifoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wgcvaS9aieM/s1600-h/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209979492057120386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2Qvo8ifoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wgcvaS9aieM/s200/blog2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2Qv12bUxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ISmsGViGvTo/s1600-h/blogi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209979495521145618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2Qv12bUxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ISmsGViGvTo/s200/blogi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He is still being stubborn about food. He has went back to the stage where he wont eat baby food. But, I think its permanent. He will eat any table food you give him. And after having adult food, who would want baby food?? He has tried fries, jello, bread, yogurt, and turkey. He is loving it all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Colin is such a good baby. Sure he gets fussy, but I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; blessed. He is pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; and I must say, that came on rather quickly. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; want mommy to help him eat, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; want to be in a playpen, and he's not as fond of that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that he used to love so dearly. He figures there are many new things around him now that he is mobile, that are more fun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2R03H7RFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y6Oy_qY1D10/s1600-h/blog6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209980681273951314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2R03H7RFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y6Oy_qY1D10/s320/blog6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2R1BPumSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/06Px43Hz5xA/s1600-h/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209980683991030050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2R1BPumSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/06Px43Hz5xA/s320/blog3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This week is going to be crazy. I have to work for my mom, get the house clean, pack for vacation, and get everything else lined out. But it will be worth it come Saturday when we are off to Table Rock!! I am excited about the trip for the relaxation part, but mostly because this is a family trip. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; had a vacation since Grandpa and Grandma Gates went with us to Beaver Lake. This will be me and Josh's first family trip and I love every spare minute I get to spend with him as well. Now that we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt;, it makes it all the more special. Life is short, and I plan on enjoying every second with my family. I think Colin and his second cousin Gage will have a blast. They are only 2 months apart and I cant wait for them to meet!! I am so excited I can't even begin to explain. We plan on going to the casino, some museums, and spending some time in the sun...I'll post pics next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We had a scare this week when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; fell off the bed..but he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;...and guess what...his first tooth popped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; that very same day!! I keep joking that the landing popped that little thing right through the gums, but daddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; find it amusing. I'll have to get some pictures of it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through my phone today and found some old pics that I had to post..they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; cute-so I'll end this blog with them. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2TWdpPSDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/8CzW_WN2baU/s1600-h/blog5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209982358061533234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2TWdpPSDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/8CzW_WN2baU/s200/blog5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2Tci17HVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/474Sa6S3tiQ/s1600-h/blog7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209982462536129874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2Tci17HVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/474Sa6S3tiQ/s200/blog7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He love his puppies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2UX2E5KhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9RzaNeWUOpU/s1600-h/blog9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209983481311472146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2UX2E5KhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9RzaNeWUOpU/s200/blog9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2Uct04zeI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XfPBmoUlvaM/s1600-h/blog8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209983564996201954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2Uct04zeI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XfPBmoUlvaM/s400/blog8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Table rock...here we come!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-3840455746090866140?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/3840455746090866140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=3840455746090866140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3840455746090866140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3840455746090866140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/06/whered-time-go.html' title='Where&apos;d the time go?'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SE2Qvo8ifoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wgcvaS9aieM/s72-c/blog2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-2310732019412282478</id><published>2008-06-01T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:13:05.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENAY1oTeHI/AAAAAAAAACg/XgnNQDTOL7Q/s1600-h/S7301131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207076389627590770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENAY1oTeHI/AAAAAAAAACg/XgnNQDTOL7Q/s200/S7301131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week has been long, but good for the most part. Josh was still sick at the start of the week, but thanks to some meds from my mom...he has kicked the "sick." I still had to post a sicky picture of him though, becuase my man is handsome no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207086380521008178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENJeYm6rDI/AAAAAAAAADo/rUO6IHW2tcg/s320/S7301133.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The family was here for memorial day, and I thought I would put a picture up, of all of us at grandma and grandpa's grave. Colin got to meet aunts and uncles for the first time! I miss grandpa and grandma dearly, and I want Colin to know how special they were when he gets older. Since colin and grandma share October 13th, we will go every year on his birthday to put a rose on the grave. I know grandma would of loved colin, and I know she has something to do with him being here:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENCFrixx3I/AAAAAAAAACo/5WGjGiGwLDk/s1600-h/crawl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207078259525797746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENCFrixx3I/AAAAAAAAACo/5WGjGiGwLDk/s200/crawl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colin is still working on his crawling techniques...and it seems like they need to invent a baby helmet for the times he lunges forward into the coffee table!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other highlights of the week: Colin and I went to grandmas and he ate popsicles and played outside in the WINDY kansas weather. (As you can see from grandmas hair in the pictures!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the day...colin was pretty worn out...but we had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SEND00aV28I/AAAAAAAAAC4/PyjZIBAwldc/s1600-h/gma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207080168871812034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SEND00aV28I/AAAAAAAAAC4/PyjZIBAwldc/s200/gma2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207080496529751490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENEH5CFPcI/AAAAAAAAADA/-oFIw26Xmj8/s200/gma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207079982821585474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENDp_UgskI/AAAAAAAAACw/tiw7MbEZxn4/s200/gma3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair chopped off, dyed red, blonde, and who knows what other colors...but it was time for a change. Colin has spent too much time thinking up different ways to torture me and rip strands of hair out piece by piece :P Colin didn't seem to mind the new dew, so neither did I. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENE3x52DjI/AAAAAAAAADI/2b57dfRuPVg/s1600-h/jillb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207081319249874482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENE3x52DjI/AAAAAAAAADI/2b57dfRuPVg/s320/jillb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENE-KEYQ4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/QpX3wd3t7K0/s1600-h/jill1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207081428815725442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENE-KEYQ4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/QpX3wd3t7K0/s400/jill1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colin is still flying around in his walker, but instead of "walking" this boy RUNS!!!! He must get that from daddy..because we all know how much mommy hates to run!!! He is also eating a great deal. The only time my son is not squealing anymore, is when he has his mouth full...uhhh...maybe a trait from daddy?!!! Alright, I confess, this is probably from me too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207088099289524114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENLCbhQ55I/AAAAAAAAAEA/viArSyo0H8E/s200/S7301174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thursday is my last day at work, and after that I will be working part time for my mom. I am somewhat sad, yet relieved. I could never get back time spent away from colin, and the time I will have with him is precious. My heart never knew how much I could truly love, until I looked into my sons eyes for the first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENKAlhmB1I/AAAAAAAAADw/f0fEeieLKgI/s1600-h/S7301177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207086968103896914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" height="238" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENKAlhmB1I/AAAAAAAAADw/f0fEeieLKgI/s320/S7301177.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation is coming up and I had to get the dreaded swimsuit....what a challenge! However, I am down 5 pounds now, since starting weight watchers...so it must be working! I will end this with some pictures of the "running" colin in his walker and some messy food shots...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENGstUnacI/AAAAAAAAADg/iw7UPZOs7Fo/s1600-h/l_1191acf45bc35c43c88c41ec5c9eb2b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207083328064678338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENGstUnacI/AAAAAAAAADg/iw7UPZOs7Fo/s200/l_1191acf45bc35c43c88c41ec5c9eb2b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENKdClz6uI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7KK3wwJiZ8c/s1600-h/S7301179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207087456942549730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENKdClz6uI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7KK3wwJiZ8c/s200/S7301179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENGsfa5ZiI/AAAAAAAAADY/xsFRMRB1qAM/s1600-h/l_34542e19106909ad8622f6c2582ebfac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207083324332926498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENGsfa5ZiI/AAAAAAAAADY/xsFRMRB1qAM/s200/l_34542e19106909ad8622f6c2582ebfac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610807647580042129-2310732019412282478?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/2310732019412282478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=2310732019412282478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2310732019412282478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2310732019412282478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-week-has-been-long-but-good-for.html' title='Family times'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SENAY1oTeHI/AAAAAAAAACg/XgnNQDTOL7Q/s72-c/S7301131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-2697145956686595481</id><published>2008-05-24T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:13:06.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tested</title><content type='html'>This week has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; tested me. Josh came up sick on Wednesday. He has had a 102 fever ever since and a sore throat. However, he refuses to go to the doctor (typical man) and now is putting me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt; in jeopardy of getting sick. Since he may be contagious, I have had to do everything myself. I now have a greater appreciation for single parents out there!! I was in tears by the end of today. To top it off, I think Colin is teething, and has been crying nonstop the past 2 days. Family is in town too, so I have had my hands full with cleaning, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colin&lt;/span&gt;, and a sick fiance. I am beyond overwhelmed. Right about now, I would love to dig a hole and hide for a couple hours:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDix4UjkdTI/AAAAAAAAABg/PAjYLPdjDkA/s1600-h/blog5S7301118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204104950575297842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDix4UjkdTI/AAAAAAAAABg/PAjYLPdjDkA/s200/blog5S7301118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204106569777968482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDizWkjkdWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/v9NP30yqW4s/s200/blog3S7301124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On the bright side, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt; can always make mommy smile, and I enjoy every minute with him. He is still "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt;" and my guess is he will be crawling real soon. He is also improving a great deal at the balancing act of sitting up!! He changes every day. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to blink or I'll miss something!&lt;br /&gt;We went to Grandpa's house this week and took a walk-one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;colins&lt;/span&gt; favorite past times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDi1IkjkdYI/AAAAAAAAACI/Dtp2kOrWwjw/s1600-h/S7301128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204108528283055490" style="CURSOR: hand" height="153" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDi1IkjkdYI/AAAAAAAAACI/Dtp2kOrWwjw/s200/S7301128.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDi1IEjkdXI/AAAAAAAAACA/U-L_9VLso-A/s1600-h/S7301129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204108519693120882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDi1IEjkdXI/AAAAAAAAACA/U-L_9VLso-A/s200/S7301129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDi2X0jkdZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vPagPT1ykCM/s1600-h/S7301125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204109889787688338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDi2X0jkdZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vPagPT1ykCM/s200/S7301125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colin loves to ride in the stroller and its a great way for mommy to burn calories. I still have 17 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pd's&lt;/span&gt; to lose to get back to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-baby days! Weight watchers has become a new part of my life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; it is demanding, but I am trying to stick with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other highlights of this week: Colin got to stay with Grandma R. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;, since mommy had to work. I'm sure he had a great time...as Grandma R. is the best at spoiling my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; guy!! He loves her though, and his eyes light up when she comes into a room. He knows grandma has cookies!!! Also, Colin experienced his first tornado warning!!!! Friday night, the sirens alarmed as there was a touch down by south hutch. Colin was in the basement playing during the storm...what a boy......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for his eating, I have seen tremendous improvement. Colin is now eating cereal up to three times a day, as well as sweet potatoes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;popsicles&lt;/span&gt;, teething cookies, and crackers. This week he has changed his eating habits completely. He cant get enough. He opens his mouth for food and even takes some off of a spoon!!! It may sound like a little accomplishment, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; be more proud. My little guy is growing up...&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/4610807647580042129-2697145956686595481?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/2697145956686595481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=2697145956686595481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2697145956686595481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/2697145956686595481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/05/tested.html' title='Tested'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDix4UjkdTI/AAAAAAAAABg/PAjYLPdjDkA/s72-c/blog5S7301118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-3734418774132807595</id><published>2008-05-19T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:13:07.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about the little man in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGkBIE4KrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/mPlnFB1R_hI/s1600-h/colll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202119383844399794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGkBIE4KrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/mPlnFB1R_hI/s320/colll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me start off by giving some stats on Colin. He currently weighs 18.5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pds&lt;/span&gt;, is a little over 7 months old, and is above the 75% range for height. (cant remember exact number..will add later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt; started the crawling motion! I have never been so proud. I put him down on the floor and a couple minutes later, Josh told me to look at him. He was on his hands and knees rocking back and forth and !POW! he lunged forward!!!! I could tell by his face, he was pretty proud too:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202121045996743362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGlh4E4KsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Q13h7omsDdE/s200/dklfjdk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin started eating solids early (around 4-5 months) with doctors input, because he was never full. He did great for a couple months. However, he quit taking any solids around 6 months old, and we have been struggling since. He refuses to open his mouth the second he sees that spoon!&lt;br /&gt;We have resorted back to plain oatmeal, but are still struggling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202127114785532626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGrDIE4KtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mp6a196C7Vs/s200/eat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the thing; Colin will eat what he wants. My dad (Grandpa Gates) was eating a potato wedge/chip from T.G.I. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fridays&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt; decided to taste the yummy cheesy/bacon oval crisp. He put it up to his mouth and sucked on it for some time. Then, he decided to break a pretty big piece off in his mouth!!! Me panicking, grabbed him out of his seat and prepared to give him the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;heimlich&lt;/span&gt;!!! But my little guy swallowed that hard piece of chip and grinned for the whole family to see how big of a boy he was!!! I was in shock. Since then, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt; has been grabbing for every table food he can see. His favorites are Grandpa's p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;opsicles&lt;/span&gt; and little pieces of bread. I guess I'm doomed..I've got a picky eater on my hands!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202127123375467234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGrDoE4KuI/AAAAAAAAABA/oUHH7eyzz4U/s200/eat2.jpg" border="0" /&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/4610807647580042129-3734418774132807595?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/3734418774132807595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=3734418774132807595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3734418774132807595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/3734418774132807595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-about-little-man-in-my-life.html' title='All about the little man in my life'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGkBIE4KrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/mPlnFB1R_hI/s72-c/colll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610807647580042129.post-4588109623270389101</id><published>2008-05-19T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:13:07.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting to blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDI6e4E4KxI/AAAAAAAAABY/ag-naL5PMz8/s1600-h/jksl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202284821689674514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDI6e4E4KxI/AAAAAAAAABY/ag-naL5PMz8/s200/jksl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDI53YE4KvI/AAAAAAAAABI/woR1mroID8o/s1600-h/sklds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202284143084841714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDI53YE4KvI/AAAAAAAAABI/woR1mroID8o/s200/sklds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202284658480917250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDI6VYE4KwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g0LtpmYzXro/s200/jkdjfd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So this blog was inspired by my cousin Johnna's blog. After reading her blog each week, I felt that I knew so much more than before about her family. I am awful about tracking Colin's progress and I figured this would be a great way to keep myself motivated. (I havent even started a baby book!!!)&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/4610807647580042129-4588109623270389101?l=jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/feeds/4588109623270389101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610807647580042129&amp;postID=4588109623270389101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/4588109623270389101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610807647580042129/posts/default/4588109623270389101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jill-lifesjourneywithcolin.blogspot.com/2008/05/starting-to-blog.html' title='Starting to blog'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13537872038200067885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDGb84E4KpI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_AZh8Z5c9PM/S220/colinmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-cqq_LUmxU/SDI6e4E4KxI/AAAAAAAAABY/ag-naL5PMz8/s72-c/jksl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
