<?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-3265921154656166634</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:30:05.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berger Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-9053738929400351884</id><published>2011-09-25T07:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T08:01:21.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>iPad, please become compatible with my blogger website. I want to post stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-9053738929400351884?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/9053738929400351884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/09/ipad-please-become-compatible-with-my.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/9053738929400351884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/9053738929400351884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/09/ipad-please-become-compatible-with-my.html' title='iPad, please become compatible with my blogger website. I want to post stuff!'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-4566937477414911779</id><published>2011-06-30T06:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T06:33:09.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't be posting for a bit. All my pics are on our lap top that isn't workin. Be back ASAP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-4566937477414911779?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4566937477414911779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wont-be-posting-for-bit-all-my-pics-r.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4566937477414911779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4566937477414911779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wont-be-posting-for-bit-all-my-pics-r.html' title='I won&apos;t be posting for a bit. All my pics are on our lap top that isn&apos;t workin. Be back ASAP!'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-137204076880827696</id><published>2011-06-24T10:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:31:09.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutest Pictures Ever</title><content type='html'>My friend Shana came over the other day and she took these oh-so-adorable pictures at the park. She had them on her blog, so some of you might have already seen them...but for those who haven't, I copied them onto here for you! I just had to share them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8LKpzBvr4s/TgS5mu9RMXI/AAAAAAAAAzU/UZb586qoCQY/s1600/bugs"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621822309956399474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8LKpzBvr4s/TgS5mu9RMXI/AAAAAAAAAzU/UZb586qoCQY/s400/bugs" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dMH60Ruho50/TgS5mXx4gZI/AAAAAAAAAzM/b09uycmWC08/s1600/buggy%2Brock"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621822303734628754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dMH60Ruho50/TgS5mXx4gZI/AAAAAAAAAzM/b09uycmWC08/s400/buggy%2Brock" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vw3MvixcNrU/TgS5mVrVAqI/AAAAAAAAAzE/XX4a0V9Dvk4/s1600/choo%2Bchoo1"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621822303170265762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vw3MvixcNrU/TgS5mVrVAqI/AAAAAAAAAzE/XX4a0V9Dvk4/s400/choo%2Bchoo1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_16O-aT13Z0/TgS5lwvSXKI/AAAAAAAAAy8/frpDe-HPGRE/s1600/choo%2Bchoo"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621822293254757538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_16O-aT13Z0/TgS5lwvSXKI/AAAAAAAAAy8/frpDe-HPGRE/s400/choo%2Bchoo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-137204076880827696?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/137204076880827696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/06/cutest-pictures-ever.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/137204076880827696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/137204076880827696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/06/cutest-pictures-ever.html' title='Cutest Pictures Ever'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8LKpzBvr4s/TgS5mu9RMXI/AAAAAAAAAzU/UZb586qoCQY/s72-c/bugs' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-6848757255528112297</id><published>2011-05-31T07:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T08:32:12.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEEEEEE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Beau got a slide. It can go inside or out. We prefer it outside, but it has been raining just about every day for a while and so I let him have it inside. Needless to say, he loves it. These pics are the first time he used it. (He also got a nice (short!) haircut.) I love my buggy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--BqlSLI_g-s/TeTy9ZwXwUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/mXPU8R08XFE/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612878172310192450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--BqlSLI_g-s/TeTy9ZwXwUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/mXPU8R08XFE/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AlmB0arCZWQ/TeTy9KJFczI/AAAAAAAAAyA/RpVW8htckHE/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612878168118883122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AlmB0arCZWQ/TeTy9KJFczI/AAAAAAAAAyA/RpVW8htckHE/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBhbJRePFM4/TeTy813GVTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/liQZ0qdMqFI/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612878162674734386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBhbJRePFM4/TeTy813GVTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/liQZ0qdMqFI/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6NXHob0NAVw/TeTy8OpM7OI/AAAAAAAAAxw/WxQptnSfHfM/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612878152147463394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6NXHob0NAVw/TeTy8OpM7OI/AAAAAAAAAxw/WxQptnSfHfM/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-6848757255528112297?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6848757255528112297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/05/weeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/6848757255528112297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/6848757255528112297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/05/weeeeeee.html' title='WEEEEEEE!!!!!'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--BqlSLI_g-s/TeTy9ZwXwUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/mXPU8R08XFE/s72-c/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-8570951426703992470</id><published>2011-05-27T06:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:30:07.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stink Bug</title><content type='html'>TK didn't tell me that this was a stink bug until after Beau had played with it, cause he said he knew I wouldn't let him play with it! Ewwwww....those things really are stinky.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Beau loved this bug. He carried it around like it was his long lost best friend. Even after the bug lost 2 legs, beau still loved it. Of course, it was beau's fault he lost those legs! Such a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HoUkm9X9XMI/Td-XXeWcYaI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Fb2dkKOC6LI/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611370090266911138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HoUkm9X9XMI/Td-XXeWcYaI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Fb2dkKOC6LI/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kh1UZLclvKU/Td-XW3E0FfI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/SApDSPKTAHI/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611370079723984370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kh1UZLclvKU/Td-XW3E0FfI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/SApDSPKTAHI/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B320.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-skxLWw128j0/Td-XWpfuzhI/AAAAAAAAAxI/vCm3lGV-TDs/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B320.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WA81H3-uBRc/Td-XWM_6wYI/AAAAAAAAAxA/6YmgGrIEj5k/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611370068429160834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WA81H3-uBRc/Td-XWM_6wYI/AAAAAAAAAxA/6YmgGrIEj5k/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EgFvftIYiaE/Td-XVzip_4I/AAAAAAAAAw4/XnTyVjDDvPA/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611370061595541378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EgFvftIYiaE/Td-XVzip_4I/AAAAAAAAAw4/XnTyVjDDvPA/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-8570951426703992470?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8570951426703992470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/05/stink-bug.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8570951426703992470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8570951426703992470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/05/stink-bug.html' title='Stink Bug'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HoUkm9X9XMI/Td-XXeWcYaI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Fb2dkKOC6LI/s72-c/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-4125964944786898267</id><published>2011-05-18T06:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T07:18:15.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquarium Fun</title><content type='html'>It was a rainy day yesterday, and I hate the thought of sitting inside, so TK suggested going to the aquarium. So we did! And we had lots of fun! (of course I forgot my camera, so we had to use TK's phone, hence the small pics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi1wDcW1IUY/TdPFap4LUUI/AAAAAAAAAww/f3EUuuYxRf8/s1600/fish4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608043022715146562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi1wDcW1IUY/TdPFap4LUUI/AAAAAAAAAww/f3EUuuYxRf8/s400/fish4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (an eel...eeeew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uJosAT6YbO8/TdPFarAv-WI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aTbWsvR4I_s/s1600/eel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608043023019538786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uJosAT6YbO8/TdPFarAv-WI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aTbWsvR4I_s/s400/eel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hRNFdqiFdWk/TdPFaSYg5bI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ZYuL50TaOGs/s1600/fish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608043016408327602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hRNFdqiFdWk/TdPFaSYg5bI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ZYuL50TaOGs/s400/fish2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl7CZktNjII/TdPFaWSv3ZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/IKOv4O-ZWpU/s1600/fish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608043017457884562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl7CZktNjII/TdPFaWSv3ZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/IKOv4O-ZWpU/s400/fish1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzAhsuMgEko/TdPFaMpX8cI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/22M_U2iIVeg/s1600/fish3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608043014868431298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzAhsuMgEko/TdPFaMpX8cI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/22M_U2iIVeg/s400/fish3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-4125964944786898267?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4125964944786898267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/05/aquarium-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4125964944786898267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4125964944786898267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/05/aquarium-fun.html' title='Aquarium Fun'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi1wDcW1IUY/TdPFap4LUUI/AAAAAAAAAww/f3EUuuYxRf8/s72-c/fish4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-1861250068442493171</id><published>2011-04-25T07:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T08:21:31.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun</title><content type='html'>Have I ever mentioned how much I love Buggy? (In case you didn't know, that's what I've called Beau since he was real little. I'll explain the origin of that another time.) Anyway, I just adore him. He has had a "terrible two" attitude since he turned 18 months. Sometimes it's funny and sometimes it definately isn't. But either way, he is mine and I love him just the way he is and I always will. How could you not? Just look at this little creature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQx6_UnDu1I/TbWBrWVTWAI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KBtocqdgdUk/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599524293434365954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQx6_UnDu1I/TbWBrWVTWAI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KBtocqdgdUk/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter was a success. The only thing I wish is that we lived closer to my sister in Reno. She has 3 kids (and one on the way). And it would have been nice for Beau to have some cousins to hunt eggs with and spend time with. He gets lonely here by himself. Well, I don't think he knows what it would be like to have cousins to play with, but if he did, I know he would love it! Other than that, we had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;On the up side, Beau got to keep all the eggs for himself. Which, by the way, were filled with quarters instead of candy. Beau doesn't have a huge sweet tooth, and there really isn't any candy suitable for a kid his age. I, personally, would rather have quarters anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jleyvvMeIpk/TbV4sVve2AI/AAAAAAAAAus/grbf0wg1wDs/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599514414850955266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jleyvvMeIpk/TbV4sVve2AI/AAAAAAAAAus/grbf0wg1wDs/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coloring eggs was a big fat mess. Beau had no interest in coloring the eggs, just peeling them apart and throwing them, yelling "ball" the whole time. TK tried to help me, but it just didn't work out. Here is the finished product: So sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7rH1ihfzbA/TbV4sDldHJI/AAAAAAAAAuk/OONP5PNDGOo/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599514409977060498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7rH1ihfzbA/TbV4sDldHJI/AAAAAAAAAuk/OONP5PNDGOo/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beau putting his quarters into his bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--xZCiLfQFz8/TbV4roEzqWI/AAAAAAAAAuc/pBFzPNMBKM4/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599514402592368994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--xZCiLfQFz8/TbV4roEzqWI/AAAAAAAAAuc/pBFzPNMBKM4/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IAlz-q_Xhrg/TbV4rR4TBKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/rn-20xBQCd4/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599514396634317986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IAlz-q_Xhrg/TbV4rR4TBKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/rn-20xBQCd4/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was in our eyes. Can't tell at all by Buggy's face, huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgxbCcBtziw/TbV3iOxNlyI/AAAAAAAAAuM/mChySlSD-hM/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599513141668845346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgxbCcBtziw/TbV3iOxNlyI/AAAAAAAAAuM/mChySlSD-hM/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B293.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fYTiZmWcfg/TbV3hlESQNI/AAAAAAAAAuE/WY7VezCBxsM/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599513130474553554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fYTiZmWcfg/TbV3hlESQNI/AAAAAAAAAuE/WY7VezCBxsM/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Buggy searching for the eggs. We did them all outside. He did fantastic. I showed him once what to do and that was that. He was a pro! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOuiKQ7klMU/TbV3hTY8rYI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TET0mYHWx0c/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599513125729381762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOuiKQ7klMU/TbV3hTY8rYI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TET0mYHWx0c/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B289.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg8afYjaJPw/TbV3hOrP8nI/AAAAAAAAAt0/A9p4ub2DOvw/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599513124463964786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg8afYjaJPw/TbV3hOrP8nI/AAAAAAAAAt0/A9p4ub2DOvw/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B287.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-za7oLR-_aWI/TbV3gxJi2zI/AAAAAAAAAts/F-X4Fj7NdWg/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599513116537969458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-za7oLR-_aWI/TbV3gxJi2zI/AAAAAAAAAts/F-X4Fj7NdWg/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAPPY EASTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-1861250068442493171?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1861250068442493171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1861250068442493171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1861250068442493171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQx6_UnDu1I/TbWBrWVTWAI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KBtocqdgdUk/s72-c/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-1361036958492161864</id><published>2011-04-13T08:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T08:08:08.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Walks</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to go on daily walks with Beau. It's still pretty cold at times and I am pretty sure we will be getting more snow before the month ends. So that makes it difficult. We do have fun, though, and Beau loves being outside. I just collect a bunch of rocks and put them in his little cup holders and he is good to go! A stick he can drag across the trail road will also make him happy. Such a boy! (pics are from my phone....that's why they are small) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVFV5lxxtow/TaWtUbzVXtI/AAAAAAAAAtk/i_QhY_GbmPM/s1600/walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595068678649765586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVFV5lxxtow/TaWtUbzVXtI/AAAAAAAAAtk/i_QhY_GbmPM/s400/walk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WfLlTKSTIh8/TaWtUGGsr_I/AAAAAAAAAtc/5at-8dgeIDQ/s1600/walk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595068672825405426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WfLlTKSTIh8/TaWtUGGsr_I/AAAAAAAAAtc/5at-8dgeIDQ/s400/walk1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMdMTD7mC2I/TaWtUB_H9yI/AAAAAAAAAtU/J-DgKKs8F50/s1600/walk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595068671719896866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMdMTD7mC2I/TaWtUB_H9yI/AAAAAAAAAtU/J-DgKKs8F50/s400/walk2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rqS9DrWa5s/TaWtT1HwfmI/AAAAAAAAAtM/f2k1qOzt_Xo/s1600/walk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595068668266446434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rqS9DrWa5s/TaWtT1HwfmI/AAAAAAAAAtM/f2k1qOzt_Xo/s400/walk3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vo5NuRyR8_0/TaWtT1trlEI/AAAAAAAAAtE/h8jYz6ntMPE/s1600/walk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595068668425507906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vo5NuRyR8_0/TaWtT1trlEI/AAAAAAAAAtE/h8jYz6ntMPE/s400/walk4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3265921154656166634-1361036958492161864?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1361036958492161864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/04/walks.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1361036958492161864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1361036958492161864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/04/walks.html' title='Walks'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVFV5lxxtow/TaWtUbzVXtI/AAAAAAAAAtk/i_QhY_GbmPM/s72-c/walk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-1446696332883043465</id><published>2011-04-13T07:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T08:00:38.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Time</title><content type='html'>Beau loves the family dog, Max. He found this pretend dog in the play room the other day. It squeaks when you pull it around. He thought it was pretty cool. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbF8AhGAUKY/TaWqwO8g7ZI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CajvgBvE7G8/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595065857700064658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbF8AhGAUKY/TaWqwO8g7ZI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CajvgBvE7G8/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a cool little play room in TK's parents house. They had it built directly under the stairs. Since we are currently living in their basement, Beau has full access to this play room whenever he pleases. I think it's the cutest thing ever. And it even has disney characters painted on the walls! I LooooooVE Disney!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0gru2u3-j8/TaWlksRhILI/AAAAAAAAAs0/jqf54QM25cU/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595060161856217266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0gru2u3-j8/TaWlksRhILI/AAAAAAAAAs0/jqf54QM25cU/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B276.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595060153278739378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aZ7noZhEMpc/TaWlkMUfM7I/AAAAAAAAAss/Rax3gUrNSaI/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B275.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny Fact: Beau doesn't say Max when referring to Max, the real dog. He points and says "Arf"....which sounds more like "Arc". I am pretty sure he thinks that's the name of all dogs in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_LIA29vnHDg/TaWljQZU2EI/AAAAAAAAAsc/gQeXSGK3t1k/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595060137192904770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_LIA29vnHDg/TaWljQZU2EI/AAAAAAAAAsc/gQeXSGK3t1k/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3265921154656166634-1446696332883043465?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1446696332883043465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/04/play-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1446696332883043465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1446696332883043465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/04/play-time.html' title='Play Time'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbF8AhGAUKY/TaWqwO8g7ZI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CajvgBvE7G8/s72-c/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-7251773728888166342</id><published>2011-04-13T06:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T07:09:02.532-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To See the Best Video Ever, Continue Reading</title><content type='html'>For whatever reason I can't post any videos...it always tells me there is a technical error. We took the CUTEST video ever recorded a couple weeks ago and I noticed my dad posted it on his blog. The video is the last part of his post, a couple of pics are before it. Check it out here: &lt;a href="http://brainbody.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-much-time-to-write-but-heres-some.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://brainbody.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-much-time-to-write-but-heres-some.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am the one recording the action and TK is the one making the weird sounds. Loni thought he sounded like he was throwing up. For the record, he's not. How awful would that be if he was, and Beau was cracking up at it as I recorded the yuckiness?!? (Sorry about the poor quality of the video. I captured it using my wonderfully free not so awesome phone)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-7251773728888166342?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7251773728888166342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-see-best-video-ever-continue-reading.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7251773728888166342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7251773728888166342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-see-best-video-ever-continue-reading.html' title='To See the Best Video Ever, Continue Reading'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-1767619905640376358</id><published>2011-04-01T08:25:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T08:35:21.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>POCOYO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxBjuqtL3sk/TSTJUF7E2DI/AAAAAAAAF2s/CJy9UJRSFdQ/s1600/pocoyo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 416px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxBjuqtL3sk/TSTJUF7E2DI/AAAAAAAAF2s/CJy9UJRSFdQ/s1600/pocoyo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beau and I love watching Pocoyo. Has anyone else ever seen it? I think that it is fairly new to the U.S. but I'm not entirely sure about that. The show tries to teach "learning through laughter". Each little episode is only about 5-7 minutes. Oh it's just so darn cute. We found a dvd of it at a Redbox kiosk one day so I bought it. And now they have their stuff at Toys R Us. So excited! You can watch it on You Tube too. Anyways, just wanted to share the joys of Pocoyo with everyone! &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/3265921154656166634-1767619905640376358?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1767619905640376358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/04/pocoyo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1767619905640376358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1767619905640376358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/04/pocoyo.html' title='POCOYO'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxBjuqtL3sk/TSTJUF7E2DI/AAAAAAAAF2s/CJy9UJRSFdQ/s72-c/pocoyo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-5441786850225156834</id><published>2011-03-30T08:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T09:06:32.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work and Play</title><content type='html'>I dont' have many photos of me with Beau....here is a good example of why... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkkcufVLX3c/TZNF9U8D-VI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YmsOeRdB2qk/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589888482391882066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkkcufVLX3c/TZNF9U8D-VI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YmsOeRdB2qk/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to go to the park and play yesterday, and here is Beau wanting to play with the camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yW_2pJRwP70/TZNF81XSEQI/AAAAAAAAArs/A1hnxZnuU-E/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589888473916117250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yW_2pJRwP70/TZNF81XSEQI/AAAAAAAAArs/A1hnxZnuU-E/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here he is when I won't let him... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yb0aPgJGzJg/TZNF8uzla0I/AAAAAAAAArk/e5P-whlaCyY/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589888472155777858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yb0aPgJGzJg/TZNF8uzla0I/AAAAAAAAArk/e5P-whlaCyY/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He does get over things pretty quickly. He's a very good kid! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lnBFfXtMXs/TZNF8ItTL1I/AAAAAAAAArc/YJ9ujN-nVAE/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589888461928869714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lnBFfXtMXs/TZNF8ItTL1I/AAAAAAAAArc/YJ9ujN-nVAE/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we went outside, Poppa was out there working, so we decided to try and help out a little. Come to find out, Beau is a very good helper! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp5Zp7uFUtk/TZNF7x7_s6I/AAAAAAAAArU/hX1kUiOv46M/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589888455816491938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp5Zp7uFUtk/TZNF7x7_s6I/AAAAAAAAArU/hX1kUiOv46M/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3265921154656166634-5441786850225156834?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5441786850225156834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/03/work-and-play.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5441786850225156834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5441786850225156834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/03/work-and-play.html' title='Work and Play'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkkcufVLX3c/TZNF9U8D-VI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YmsOeRdB2qk/s72-c/Beau%2BHunter%2B097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-7668890949646714107</id><published>2011-03-10T18:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T18:49:58.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>We finally got to go outside today.  The weather was fabulous!  We had a foot of snow just two days ago and it's all melted now!  Yay!  Beau would live outside if I would let him.  Of course, TK would too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwGCM2TJ9Ns/TXl8_JMRGeI/AAAAAAAAAqc/yeeGcBspT2U/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582630637343414754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwGCM2TJ9Ns/TXl8_JMRGeI/AAAAAAAAAqc/yeeGcBspT2U/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the grandkids have made these little garden stones and Beau desperately tried to pick his up.  I must say, I was quite impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm7E8CwQjRU/TXl8-UzS7yI/AAAAAAAAAqU/n3NB4NR-hig/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582630623280033570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm7E8CwQjRU/TXl8-UzS7yI/AAAAAAAAAqU/n3NB4NR-hig/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     Oh!  And he finally got a haircut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfv6M5fE8qc/TXl89zr7uII/AAAAAAAAAqM/mfJB5AUdJxM/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582630614390782082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfv6M5fE8qc/TXl89zr7uII/AAAAAAAAAqM/mfJB5AUdJxM/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpR82tV4M0s/TXl74arcWRI/AAAAAAAAAqE/NRZhII_AnBU/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582629422266865938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpR82tV4M0s/TXl74arcWRI/AAAAAAAAAqE/NRZhII_AnBU/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWVtx1CnBTM/TXl73WhbYmI/AAAAAAAAAp8/uqXlSwlQyd8/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582629403971248738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWVtx1CnBTM/TXl73WhbYmI/AAAAAAAAAp8/uqXlSwlQyd8/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             back in the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5NRsieePmA/TXl72i5oS0I/AAAAAAAAAp0/QnHiMMxrohU/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582629390114114370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5NRsieePmA/TXl72i5oS0I/AAAAAAAAAp0/QnHiMMxrohU/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I should have put a picture of TK's deer on here sooner.  I don't know why I haven't.  Well, here it is.  Beau thinks it's pretty cool.  And TK thinks that's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoxYe6SiJAA/TXl72TjysAI/AAAAAAAAAps/de4T_xEthic/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582629385995988994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoxYe6SiJAA/TXl72TjysAI/AAAAAAAAAps/de4T_xEthic/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know my child is wonderfully fabulous but all I notice in this picture is all the fingerprints and who knows what else on the tv!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZuY84ksMjE/TXl71xYRt2I/AAAAAAAAApk/BOb0UmjPOS8/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582629376820885346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZuY84ksMjE/TXl71xYRt2I/AAAAAAAAApk/BOb0UmjPOS8/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3265921154656166634-7668890949646714107?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7668890949646714107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/03/finally.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7668890949646714107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7668890949646714107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/03/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwGCM2TJ9Ns/TXl8_JMRGeI/AAAAAAAAAqc/yeeGcBspT2U/s72-c/Beau%2BHunter%2B083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-4482906830886518615</id><published>2011-03-04T07:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T07:36:30.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday and My Baby</title><content type='html'>Oh how I love that little nose, and teeth, and eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and hair, and smile, and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-45IK4GsG37M/TXEDg53DB-I/AAAAAAAAApU/qO50fpbDBgs/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580245277111158754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-45IK4GsG37M/TXEDg53DB-I/AAAAAAAAApU/qO50fpbDBgs/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These roses are from my dad for my birthday! Aren't they pretty? I was happily surprised when they came to the door yesterday morning. Thanks dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z3UoA6TcfQ/TXD5efSW1NI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Vikf2Xc1Xqs/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580234240501929170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z3UoA6TcfQ/TXD5efSW1NI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Vikf2Xc1Xqs/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And buggy lookin fantastic, as usual, even when he is desperate for&lt;br /&gt;a hair cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sz0O2E3MvlE/TXD5d2-B4YI/AAAAAAAAAos/i61_eDwTscw/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580234229679251842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sz0O2E3MvlE/TXD5d2-B4YI/AAAAAAAAAos/i61_eDwTscw/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to change Beau's diaper, and clothes, cause of an awful mess. So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after finding some clean clothes, Beau met me in the hallway...naked...holding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the fresh diaper I had just put on him. I do appreciate him bringing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it to me rather than hiding it somewhere. Let the undressing of himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;begin! Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I deleted the picture that goes with the above caption of Beau's nakedness.  I don't know how to make this thing private and I don't want any yucky yuckos on here!  Ya feel me?)&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/3265921154656166634-4482906830886518615?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4482906830886518615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-birthday-and-my-baby.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4482906830886518615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4482906830886518615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-birthday-and-my-baby.html' title='My Birthday and My Baby'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-45IK4GsG37M/TXEDg53DB-I/AAAAAAAAApU/qO50fpbDBgs/s72-c/Beau%2BHunter%2B064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-4321230315218453631</id><published>2011-02-18T07:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T08:37:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Me Oh My</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_apmD7XtLo/TV6RAzXDQLI/AAAAAAAAAoM/l6IviGy_LJQ/s1600/IMG_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575052831704170674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_apmD7XtLo/TV6RAzXDQLI/AAAAAAAAAoM/l6IviGy_LJQ/s400/IMG_0050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FpCgUPkX22E/TV6RAuCweHI/AAAAAAAAAoE/UTcJBBTQTFA/s1600/IMG_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575052830276876402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FpCgUPkX22E/TV6RAuCweHI/AAAAAAAAAoE/UTcJBBTQTFA/s400/IMG_0049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfrqYJdxoTA/TV6RAcGBuhI/AAAAAAAAAn8/KHG4XCnKpaA/s1600/IMG_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575052825458752018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfrqYJdxoTA/TV6RAcGBuhI/AAAAAAAAAn8/KHG4XCnKpaA/s400/IMG_0035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDRYpIMcsmw/TV6RAOq0eHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/PwMePIgJmQ4/s1600/IMG_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575052821854976114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDRYpIMcsmw/TV6RAOq0eHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/PwMePIgJmQ4/s400/IMG_0019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NzVZ9Ljsyto/TV6Q_3XSq4I/AAAAAAAAAns/VnniJJbbJoQ/s1600/IMG_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575052815599053698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NzVZ9Ljsyto/TV6Q_3XSq4I/AAAAAAAAAns/VnniJJbbJoQ/s400/IMG_0051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beau will turn 2 in July. Ugh. I'm pretty sure he is hitting the terrible two's a wee bit early. He is beginning to test me and see what he can and can't get away with. Ugh. He pinches, hits, and bites. Not very often, but it does happen. He's starting to play rough...and I'm ok with that. It's part of being a boy. Not the biting though. That's never ok. I know sometimes it's due to him teething, but lately he bites my toes when he gets frustrated. And I have a problem with laughing at things that need to be taken seriously! So, I have to try and hold it in until after I have a little talk with him. Then I crack up! Well, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beau is very adventurous and persistent! He loves to climb on everything! He is beginning to get himself up onto the couch all by himself. The other day I came out of the bathroom to find Beau standing on the arm of the couch. He was trying to climb onto the window seal which is behind couch. He fell. He hit his head on some TV trays, but is ok. He was just scared. It could have been real bad, cause he could've hit his head on the tile that's in front of the fire place. I know I can't control these things. But I can try to prevent them. I have heard too many stories of freak accidents and kids getting really hurt, sometimes fatally. I need to stop stressin! Beau hadn't even finished crying when he got up and wanted to try again, but mean mommy wouldn't let him this time! I obviously don't want him to get hurt, but I think it's pretty fabulous that he dusted himself off and was ready for round two! &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/3265921154656166634-4321230315218453631?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4321230315218453631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-me-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4321230315218453631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4321230315218453631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-me-oh-my.html' title='Oh Me Oh My'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_apmD7XtLo/TV6RAzXDQLI/AAAAAAAAAoM/l6IviGy_LJQ/s72-c/IMG_0050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-1913280173959974404</id><published>2011-01-26T09:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T10:05:17.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollipop</title><content type='html'>Beau had his 18 month check up yesterday! I can't believe he is 18 months old! So here are the numbers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 30 1/2" 8TH PERCENTILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIGHT: 24 lbs 25TH PERCENTILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEAD CIRCUMFERENCE: 19" 70TH PERCENTILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, he is obviously small, but he is not behind. What I mean is, he is not developing too slowly or not enough (underdeveloped). He is just a pip squeak. Which is fine with me, as long as he is healthy. Well, his head is growing just fine! :) TK called him a lollipop, which I personally think is the perfect way of puttin it.&lt;br /&gt;Beau was also still having his bottle every day up until a week ago. I never thought I would get him off that thing. I just couldn't find the motivation. Then one day I was reading TK's cousin, Holly's blog. &lt;a href="http://frestontwins.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://frestontwins.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She has twins and was posting about how she got them off the bottle, and that was the last day Beau had his. I just figured if she could do it, with TWO babies, then there was no reason I couldn't. So thank you Holly! (cousin Holly, not TK's sister Holly, just to be clear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN7vNQbaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/gz9iCuovNHk/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566534828109622690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN7vNQbaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/gz9iCuovNHk/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN7LaYmHI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/otkHtqEJnSE/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566534818501007474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN7LaYmHI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/otkHtqEJnSE/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN6m6SXeI/AAAAAAAAAnI/RnX1PSo0P3Y/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566534808702705122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN6m6SXeI/AAAAAAAAAnI/RnX1PSo0P3Y/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN6Rb5raI/AAAAAAAAAnA/0-BOcYTyjoQ/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566534802938113442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN6Rb5raI/AAAAAAAAAnA/0-BOcYTyjoQ/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN6LhUnxI/AAAAAAAAAm4/BZAQ7aJ1GP0/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566534801350237970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN6LhUnxI/AAAAAAAAAm4/BZAQ7aJ1GP0/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-1913280173959974404?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1913280173959974404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/01/lollipop.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1913280173959974404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1913280173959974404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/01/lollipop.html' title='Lollipop'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TUBN7vNQbaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/gz9iCuovNHk/s72-c/Beau%2BHunter%2B023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-1454998790881972034</id><published>2011-01-11T08:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:59:57.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Fun Pics</title><content type='html'>These are a little out of order.  They usually are cause I don't really know what I am doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a tent for Beau with chairs and a large blanket.  I did this with my sisters when we were little, and Beau loved it!  Did any one else do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-yH27ajI/AAAAAAAAAmg/0Bn7WrLtVg4/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560959039463713330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-yH27ajI/AAAAAAAAAmg/0Bn7WrLtVg4/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Of course he had to dump all his crayons inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-x4FYYlI/AAAAAAAAAmY/voNhPK0hPkQ/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560959035229364818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-x4FYYlI/AAAAAAAAAmY/voNhPK0hPkQ/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            This is Beau's newest place to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-xtN3jBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/5LNRQBFAdaM/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560959032312171538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-xtN3jBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/5LNRQBFAdaM/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-xTRWhxI/AAAAAAAAAmI/7jNDG1D3Sl0/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560959025347462930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-xTRWhxI/AAAAAAAAAmI/7jNDG1D3Sl0/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-w2jBBYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/pJxnxI4sBg8/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560959017636922754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-w2jBBYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/pJxnxI4sBg8/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3265921154656166634-1454998790881972034?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1454998790881972034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-fun-pics.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1454998790881972034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1454998790881972034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-fun-pics.html' title='Some Fun Pics'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TSx-yH27ajI/AAAAAAAAAmg/0Bn7WrLtVg4/s72-c/Beau%2BHunter%2B054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-8843772677322221898</id><published>2010-12-24T07:11:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T07:29:24.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow! Let it Snow! We've Got No Place To Go! Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Seriously, We've Got No Place To Go!</title><content type='html'>We have had more snow this winter than what I have seen in my whole life!  I am not from Utah originally and it's taken me about 4 years to adjust to the snow in the winter time.  Beau and I have a serious case of cabin fever, Beau more so than myself.  He would do just about anything to go outside and get rid of his wiggles.  Well, wiggles never completely leave a 1 and 1/2 year old, but it helps to run around for a little while:)  So, we bundled up and headed out.  Poppa (Jerry) was out with the snow blower, clearing the drive way and sidewalk.  We watched him for a bit and then Poppa got a cute little sled out and took Beau for a little ride.  He had lots of fun!  He tipped over once face first into the snow, and decided he had had enough after that.  But it was fun while it lasted!  Tomorrow is Christmas and I am excited to let everyone know how things go and how Beau reacts!  Merry Christmas everyone!!!  Yipee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TRSqZj0yVjI/AAAAAAAAAl4/PdVIgfcmUM4/s1600/sledpoppa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554251596544759346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TRSqZj0yVjI/AAAAAAAAAl4/PdVIgfcmUM4/s400/sledpoppa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TRSqZUDdtvI/AAAAAAAAAlw/m8H-rsunn7k/s1600/sled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554251592311355122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TRSqZUDdtvI/AAAAAAAAAlw/m8H-rsunn7k/s400/sled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-8843772677322221898?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8843772677322221898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-weve-got-no.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8843772677322221898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8843772677322221898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-weve-got-no.html' title='Let it Snow! Let it Snow! We&apos;ve Got No Place To Go! Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Seriously, We&apos;ve Got No Place To Go!'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TRSqZj0yVjI/AAAAAAAAAl4/PdVIgfcmUM4/s72-c/sledpoppa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-4594895721530649105</id><published>2010-12-08T06:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T08:02:50.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teething</title><content type='html'>Beau has the four front teeth up top and the four fronts on the bottom.  The last few weeks he has been trying to cut his first molars!  This has been a whole new ballgame.  He did phenomonal with those first eight.  But these molars are tough.  They are obviously bigger and seem to be taking longer.  Maybe they take longer because they are bigger.  He has had a fever at one point and thrown up a couple of times.  He is in pain more often than not and BITES EVERYTHING!  The proof is in the photo below!  I try and do what I can to help ease the pain.  I am always open to other mommies opinions and so I would like to share some of the things I do for Beau when he is teething.  First, there's always orajel and baby tylenol.  I, personally, prefer to try several other remedies before I give Beau tylenol.  I found this cool net thingy with a small handle that you can put frozen fruit in.  I strip him down, put him in his high chair, and let him go at it.  It's really great!  This was recommended to me by the lady at 7-eleven. :)  Next you can give him a big piece of jerky that he can chew on for a long time.  This is my favorite....not messy and seems to be quite effective.  Many thanks on this one to my sister Jamee!  That's really all I have so far.  If any of you have different ideas please share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TP-Sug7Q90I/AAAAAAAAAlU/0sNBTbR_9n4/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548314593753888578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TP-Sug7Q90I/AAAAAAAAAlU/0sNBTbR_9n4/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Like I said......BEAU BITES EVERYTHING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-4594895721530649105?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4594895721530649105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/12/teething.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4594895721530649105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4594895721530649105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/12/teething.html' title='Teething'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TP-Sug7Q90I/AAAAAAAAAlU/0sNBTbR_9n4/s72-c/Beau%2BHunter%2B043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-5904110041895154628</id><published>2010-11-15T07:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T08:25:35.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brigham Boyd Andelin</title><content type='html'>Brigham is the youngest child of my older sister Jamee. He is also Beau's best buddy and cousin, of course. We visited in Reno, where my sis lives, in the summer, and Brigham just loved Beau to pieces. He was always so happy to see him and made sure to take good care of him. Brigham loves ducks and he has alot of rubber duckies. We had a birthday party for Beau while we were out there and Brigham gave Beau one of his best ducks. It was the sweetest thing I have ever seen and it made me cry. Jamee says that Brigham will still ask where "bebe beau" is and he will carry things around and pretend that it's Beau. Oh I love it. This is just for you Brigham! We love you. We miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOFMivWS4KI/AAAAAAAAAlI/BvclwDtGkuM/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539793176351662242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOFMivWS4KI/AAAAAAAAAlI/BvclwDtGkuM/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B253.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOFMiNHe-DI/AAAAAAAAAlA/CtGB245ZqvU/s1600/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539793167162734642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOFMiNHe-DI/AAAAAAAAAlA/CtGB245ZqvU/s400/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOFMgMtZZTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/kJ_r1uR0tZU/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539793132693579058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOFMgMtZZTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/kJ_r1uR0tZU/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOFMfj0JTbI/AAAAAAAAAkw/T0xx-3gcKR8/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539793121716030898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOFMfj0JTbI/AAAAAAAAAkw/T0xx-3gcKR8/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-5904110041895154628?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5904110041895154628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/11/brigham-boyd-andelin.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5904110041895154628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5904110041895154628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/11/brigham-boyd-andelin.html' title='Brigham Boyd Andelin'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOFMivWS4KI/AAAAAAAAAlI/BvclwDtGkuM/s72-c/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-3211315152832423913</id><published>2010-11-15T06:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T07:33:40.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun in St George</title><content type='html'>We went to St George a couple weekends ago. TK's parents, Jody and Jerry, have a second home down there. Jody's mom, Grandma Lo, and Jody's brother, Uncle Mike and his wife Aunt Syd, live down there too. I never know how Beau will be in a new place so I am usually skeptical when we go places cause it will either be really fun or suck really bad. Well, lucky for us, it was a blast! The St George home is just beautiful and it is also one floor which meant Beau got to run wild without one of us right behind him. He loved it. I am pretty sure his favorite part of the trip, though, wasn't just his new found freedom, but the big elk head on the wall. He would just point at that thing and talk about it all day. It was nice for Beau to see some more of his family. He's so funny cause he is loud and happy all the time, but when everyone came over to see us he was so shy. It was cute. We're just glad he got to see his Great Grandma and Grandpa, Lo and Fred. And Mike and Syd, too. We miss you all and can't wait to visit soon and hopefully more often! So fun! Next time I will take some pictures of the house....I forgot this time. But here are some of us at the park. And by "us" I mean Beau ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these flowers are so cool. This one grows on a bush lookin thing&lt;br /&gt;in the front yard at Jody and Jerrys(St George) home. I don't know their name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOE4Z-UiOJI/AAAAAAAAAko/Mdf3TV_oUB0/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539771035519432850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOE4Z-UiOJI/AAAAAAAAAko/Mdf3TV_oUB0/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau at the neighborhood park with Grandma. Granpa and Tk&lt;br /&gt;are in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOE4YxsgZCI/AAAAAAAAAkg/3yUvNYYRv9k/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539771014950446114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOE4YxsgZCI/AAAAAAAAAkg/3yUvNYYRv9k/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a good little squirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOE4Xt0lyLI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Qs1ZUMA94zU/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539770996730742962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOE4Xt0lyLI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Qs1ZUMA94zU/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOE4WKAv-KI/AAAAAAAAAkI/IRwUQsfyIqM/s1600/Beau%2BHunter%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539770969938196642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOE4WKAv-KI/AAAAAAAAAkI/IRwUQsfyIqM/s400/Beau%2BHunter%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-3211315152832423913?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/3211315152832423913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/11/fun-in-sun-in-st-george.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/3211315152832423913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/3211315152832423913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/11/fun-in-sun-in-st-george.html' title='Fun in the Sun in St George'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TOE4Z-UiOJI/AAAAAAAAAko/Mdf3TV_oUB0/s72-c/Beau%2BHunter%2B036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-3038086409924173790</id><published>2010-10-31T12:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:26:36.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Fun</title><content type='html'>Halloween night was alot of fun.  We went to TK's sisters house and ate chili and we went to a few houses to trick or treat.  It was a little cool out and rainy but Beau couldn't care less.  He had so much fun.  He loved walking around outside and would stand patiently at each house waiting for candy.  When the door would open he assumed we were going inside and would just walk right up to the house, it was cute.  Needless to say, Halloween was a success.  Here are a few pics to prove it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TM2yYRhov2I/AAAAAAAAAkA/dgJdDnr5pLU/s1600/Beau+Hunter+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534275647199297378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TM2yYRhov2I/AAAAAAAAAkA/dgJdDnr5pLU/s400/Beau+Hunter+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            TK dressed up as a cowboy and Beau is a little monster.  Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TM2yYBq2hRI/AAAAAAAAAj4/OdZ9-Y4-zxU/s1600/Beau+Hunter+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534275642942981394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TM2yYBq2hRI/AAAAAAAAAj4/OdZ9-Y4-zxU/s400/Beau+Hunter+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TM2yXlTHFVI/AAAAAAAAAjw/OGJf6n-17Ew/s1600/Beau+Hunter+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534275635327210834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TM2yXlTHFVI/AAAAAAAAAjw/OGJf6n-17Ew/s400/Beau+Hunter+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Beau and his cousins.  Colton, Morgan, Beau, Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TM2yXc6Sb3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/1XoHp3Pb3H0/s1600/Beau+Hunter+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534275633075613554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TM2yXc6Sb3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/1XoHp3Pb3H0/s400/Beau+Hunter+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-3038086409924173790?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/3038086409924173790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-fun.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/3038086409924173790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/3038086409924173790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween Fun'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TM2yYRhov2I/AAAAAAAAAkA/dgJdDnr5pLU/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-9096492045001638978</id><published>2010-10-11T10:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T10:42:01.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A First But Certainly Not A Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLM71zUY1SI/AAAAAAAAAio/_05Pr49TL9s/s1600/teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526826963208557858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLM71zUY1SI/AAAAAAAAAio/_05Pr49TL9s/s400/teeth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beau got his first haircut! I have cut it a couple times myself here and there, but I am not good at it and this was his first official one. I didn't realize how much hair buggy had. He did awesome. I took him to Cookie Cutters, which is a place for kids. He got to watch a movie and sit in a cool car and then he got a balloon with a cookie cutter attached to it and I bought him some cool hair gel. The gel is way better than trying to use TK's on Beau's perfect hair cause it's made for his fine, super soft hair. Anyway, it was a good experience for us both. Whenever we are faced with something new, and maybe a little scary, Beau is almost always a good sport. He is just perfect. Quick example (other than 1st haircut): Went to the health department for WIC stuff...bugs needed 1 shot to be up to date with all shots and I decided to get him the flu shot, too...some squirming and a little complaining but NO crying or tears. NOT ONE TEAR! I know grown folks that would cry at just the thought of getting a shot. Not my buggy boo. He did give the nurse a mean slap on the knee afterwards...I did not fuss at him for this...can you blame him? It was actually quite funny. By the way, the nurse was a very large man, but that didn't seem to bother Beau. They high fived and off we went. Yes I am bragging...No it will not stop, not in the next 20 years or so...and yes my little guy is very grown up for a 1 year old and the best looking little thing in the galaxy. I mean he's really got it goin on if you ask me:) Just in case you were wondering. But I'm sure you knew all this already:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLM2XhScnpI/AAAAAAAAAig/_OU39PqjQWw/s1600/haircut1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526820945414364818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLM2XhScnpI/AAAAAAAAAig/_OU39PqjQWw/s400/haircut1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLM2XV2pQzI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Nup2XfhmW5o/s1600/haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526820942344962866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLM2XV2pQzI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Nup2XfhmW5o/s400/haircut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see Beau's official 1st haircut certificate go to:    &lt;a href="http://www.haircutsarefun.com/Certificates/preview.asp?CertificateID=29049"&gt;http://www.haircutsarefun.com/Certificates/preview.asp?CertificateID=29049&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-9096492045001638978?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/9096492045001638978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-but-certainly-not-last.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/9096492045001638978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/9096492045001638978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-but-certainly-not-last.html' title='A First But Certainly Not A Last'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLM71zUY1SI/AAAAAAAAAio/_05Pr49TL9s/s72-c/teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-2455840025793901706</id><published>2010-10-07T08:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T10:18:03.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmanIKfVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/oJKhzVYPCqk/s1600/shrek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526451562614521170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmanIKfVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/oJKhzVYPCqk/s400/shrek.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmZn8egtI/AAAAAAAAAh4/x9OfRCDUjlc/s1600/4wheelin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526451545654067922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmZn8egtI/AAAAAAAAAh4/x9OfRCDUjlc/s400/4wheelin1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmZPhNkDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/s0DKXQHcexM/s1600/chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526451539097260082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmZPhNkDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/s0DKXQHcexM/s400/chair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmYcA3EUI/AAAAAAAAAho/ZzGmP7Nr_sE/s1600/flower4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526451525271359810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmYcA3EUI/AAAAAAAAAho/ZzGmP7Nr_sE/s400/flower4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmXv8L7UI/AAAAAAAAAhg/vx1F6m1fcYc/s1600/car1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526451513440595266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmXv8L7UI/AAAAAAAAAhg/vx1F6m1fcYc/s400/car1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been wanting to blog for some time now, it just seems so impossible. We just use our lap top, and I have no desk for it, which makes it easy for Beau to reach. His little fingers fit right under the keys and he rips them out or he just beats the crap out of the keyboard until everything messes up. I had this post with 4 paragraphs and now I am starting all over cause SOMEBODY deleted it. So I will try and remember everything I wanted to share with you people. &lt;m&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, and foremost, BEAU IS A WALKIN. He gets better and better each day. I love to watch him take each step with his little mouth open, concentrating very hard, wondering if the next step will be successful or not. He can take about 10 steps on his own before falling, and when he does fall he just gets right back up and keeps goin. He has never cried when he's fallen or even gotten a little upset. Such a big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beau loves Shrek. He has a little Shrek figurine thingy that we got in a Happy Meal, when the last Shrek movie was out, and he will carry it around with him or hand it to me when he wants to watch it. He will also look at the dvd case and hand it to me as well. It's fun to have some sort of communication with him. Even if it is about watching a movie. He cracks up whenever Shrek growls or gets mad at donkey. And he likes when donkey sings. It's really cute. I would post a video but everytime I try it never lets me. It's always been this way, that's why there's never been a video. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TK took our camera hunting with him so I've only had my phone to take pictures with and that's why they are small. (Even when you click on them) Speaking of TK...he applied for a lead position at his job. He was a temp for a little while and had only been an actual employee for 4 days when he applied for the lead job, so we figured it might be a long shot. It took the company almost a month before they chose who they wanted. They had like 40 people apply and I think they had 5 positions available. And TK got one of them! He no longer works on graveyards. He works the swing shift, which is 3pm-11pm. Which I think I like better so far. We are really proud of him for working so hard.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-2455840025793901706?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2455840025793901706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/10/updates.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2455840025793901706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2455840025793901706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/10/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TLHmanIKfVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/oJKhzVYPCqk/s72-c/shrek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-1571940054999058208</id><published>2010-09-17T09:25:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:47:16.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Sunday Morning Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOMGtQYVfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mqd-Ky4k0kQ/s1600/pics+for+blog+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517908015314392562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOMGtQYVfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mqd-Ky4k0kQ/s400/pics+for+blog+261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOMF_gqWWI/AAAAAAAAAhI/JOEbPQ9mrFc/s1600/pics+for+blog+271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517908003034650978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOMF_gqWWI/AAAAAAAAAhI/JOEbPQ9mrFc/s400/pics+for+blog+271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOMFDP2GbI/AAAAAAAAAhA/D38mrte0Yxs/s1600/pics+for+blog+266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517907986857990578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOMFDP2GbI/AAAAAAAAAhA/D38mrte0Yxs/s400/pics+for+blog+266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOME4ecRJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/KCZCWY9uFkE/s1600/pics+for+blog+265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517907983966422162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOME4ecRJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/KCZCWY9uFkE/s400/pics+for+blog+265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOMEIm7P0I/AAAAAAAAAgw/GE4dLzQAEsM/s1600/pics+for+blog+269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517907971117104962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOMEIm7P0I/AAAAAAAAAgw/GE4dLzQAEsM/s400/pics+for+blog+269.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TK took me and Beau on a little hunting trip with him last Sunday morning. I get really car sick no matter what when I don't drive....this has only been since I was pregnant and it just never went away. Anyway, once the sickness passed we ended up having a really good time. It was a little chilly but the sun was out and it was really a beautiful day. We got up around 4 and drove about an hour and a half and then waited for a little sun so TK could see if he was gonna shoot something. (He had a tag for a cow elk) Then we went fishing and this is where Beau and I had the most fun. The proof is in the pics!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-1571940054999058208?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1571940054999058208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/09/our-sunday-morning-adventure.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1571940054999058208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1571940054999058208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/09/our-sunday-morning-adventure.html' title='Our Sunday Morning Adventure'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TJOMGtQYVfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mqd-Ky4k0kQ/s72-c/pics+for+blog+261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-2116907387806248267</id><published>2010-09-06T08:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:31:08.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok people....here are a few pictures of the little one...  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            Bath time&lt;br /&gt;                                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TIT4OYJh9yI/AAAAAAAAAgo/vYeU4QzF8M8/s1600/bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513804769692612386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TIT4OYJh9yI/AAAAAAAAAgo/vYeU4QzF8M8/s400/bath.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         &lt;br /&gt;                                                       Checking himself out in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TIT4N_ZF_-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/HrREUpBV_Gg/s1600/patootie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513804763047002082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TIT4N_ZF_-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/HrREUpBV_Gg/s400/patootie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Beau couldn't figure out how to get out of this situation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    I swear I felt sorry for him, I just needed a picture before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    I helped him out!  It was really funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TIT4NuqC-yI/AAAAAAAAAgY/36kGKhY_h3E/s1600/stuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513804758554704674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TIT4NuqC-yI/AAAAAAAAAgY/36kGKhY_h3E/s400/stuck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         Watchin his favorite show, The Backyardigans.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                          He just LOVES it.  (Obviously)  I absolutely, positively,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                          am completely and madly in love with this little stinker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TIT4NONmyZI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/5BJbLZVzSjw/s1600/yardigans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513804749845481874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TIT4NONmyZI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/5BJbLZVzSjw/s400/yardigans.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-2116907387806248267?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2116907387806248267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/09/ok-people.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2116907387806248267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2116907387806248267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/09/ok-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TIT4OYJh9yI/AAAAAAAAAgo/vYeU4QzF8M8/s72-c/bath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-5295068982298642215</id><published>2010-08-25T08:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T09:06:44.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Fun</title><content type='html'>This came out of my Parenting Magazine...I get this magazine every month thanks to my sis, Jamee. It has actually been really helpful this first year. So Thanks Jamee. I just thought this was really cute/funny and really true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Ten Reasons You Fell in Love With Your Baby (and Out of Love With Your Old Boyfriend):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;His endless babbling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He loved snuggling in your bed-but always wanted to go back to his own crib after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;His way of spending hours roaming around the house naked, his poochy belly hanging out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The wet, sloppy kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He was content to lie quietly and gaze at his navel as you did all the housework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;His birthday gift to you was simply a wilted flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;His idea of dancing was to bend his legs and bob up and down with a goofy, self- congratulatory grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;His smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You could always count on him burping right after he finished a meal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The fact that he'll never, ever love anyone as much as he loves his mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-5295068982298642215?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5295068982298642215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-came-out-of-my-parenting-magazine.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5295068982298642215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5295068982298642215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-came-out-of-my-parenting-magazine.html' title='Just For Fun'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-1104425670770175539</id><published>2010-08-02T11:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T11:25:20.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Messed Up</title><content type='html'>The next three posts of Beau's birthday are all out of order.  The third one is suppose to be first and the words to the post are at the bottom of it.  UGH.  I am just tired of trying to perfect it all and I give up.  You'll just have to deal with it.  Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-1104425670770175539?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1104425670770175539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-messed-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1104425670770175539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1104425670770175539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-messed-up.html' title='All Messed Up'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-4970089659773426547</id><published>2010-08-02T11:14:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T10:31:13.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb99webl0I/AAAAAAAAAf4/_F6fANLXZfc/s1600/pics+for+blog+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500863232306026306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb99webl0I/AAAAAAAAAf4/_F6fANLXZfc/s400/pics+for+blog+199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cake after Beau got done with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb99dwQWgI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Zw7KPSltZ_U/s1600/pics+for+blog+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500863227280513538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb99dwQWgI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Zw7KPSltZ_U/s400/pics+for+blog+247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Diggin in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb988ZaZuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/BDG3phcGxAA/s1600/pics+for+blog+248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500863218326333154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb988ZaZuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/BDG3phcGxAA/s400/pics+for+blog+248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb98k48MGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ndlHP0G_fS4/s1600/pics+for+blog+245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500863212016119906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb98k48MGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ndlHP0G_fS4/s400/pics+for+blog+245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-4970089659773426547?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4970089659773426547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/cake-after-beau-got-done-with-it-diggin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4970089659773426547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4970089659773426547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/cake-after-beau-got-done-with-it-diggin.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb99webl0I/AAAAAAAAAf4/_F6fANLXZfc/s72-c/pics+for+blog+199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-7457074507397790700</id><published>2010-08-02T10:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T11:23:17.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7WnmTWdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aMn70aHjlXE/s1600/pics+for+blog+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500860360884967890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7WnmTWdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aMn70aHjlXE/s400/pics+for+blog+208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beau got a really cool airplane from his cousins and it moves all by itself. Even when it comes to a wall or something, it will move all on its own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7WBUX-GI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QoIVL-iItdU/s1600/pics+for+blog+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500860350609225826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7WBUX-GI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QoIVL-iItdU/s400/pics+for+blog+207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a dumptruck full of blocks from uncle Todd. Beau plays with this daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7VrHWSNI/AAAAAAAAAfA/hW5niHPT4DE/s1600/pics+for+blog+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500860344649009362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7VrHWSNI/AAAAAAAAAfA/hW5niHPT4DE/s400/pics+for+blog+204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beau in his birthday hat Aunt Holly made for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7VUdwM-I/AAAAAAAAAe4/Vvz-aMzcTNw/s1600/pics+for+blog+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500860338568967138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7VUdwM-I/AAAAAAAAAe4/Vvz-aMzcTNw/s400/pics+for+blog+201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought this birthday hat for him. Aunt Beth is holding him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7U5QTRJI/AAAAAAAAAew/lN1D9oOVs7s/s1600/pics+for+blog+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500860331264787602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7U5QTRJI/AAAAAAAAAew/lN1D9oOVs7s/s400/pics+for+blog+200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are really cool blocks aunt beth and uncle brett gave to him.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-7457074507397790700?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7457074507397790700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/beau-got-really-cool-airplane-from-his.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7457074507397790700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7457074507397790700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/beau-got-really-cool-airplane-from-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb7WnmTWdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aMn70aHjlXE/s72-c/pics+for+blog+208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-6753931652224234208</id><published>2010-08-02T09:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T11:23:05.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Teeth and a Birthday</title><content type='html'>The words to my post are under the pics cause I screwed up and don't feel like retyping everything. So you'll have to read and then go back to the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3OBO1ptI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Dp62H7tIWOc/s1600/pics+for+blog+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500855815100540626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3OBO1ptI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Dp62H7tIWOc/s400/pics+for+blog+238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3NuDxSKI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mN-NYxatBQg/s1600/pics+for+blog+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500855809953843362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3NuDxSKI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mN-NYxatBQg/s400/pics+for+blog+210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3NZQqDyI/AAAAAAAAAeY/tmvOcj-MC_c/s1600/pics+for+blog+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500855804370751266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3NZQqDyI/AAAAAAAAAeY/tmvOcj-MC_c/s400/pics+for+blog+209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3MwUty4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vJC-zVmTSSM/s1600/pics+for+blog+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500855793381919618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3MwUty4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vJC-zVmTSSM/s400/pics+for+blog+197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3MJVnNII/AAAAAAAAAeI/C3W2qXLXx3g/s1600/pics+for+blog+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500855782916699266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3MJVnNII/AAAAAAAAAeI/C3W2qXLXx3g/s400/pics+for+blog+195.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It seems like alot has happened since my last post. Beau has been tryin to cut some teeth for almost 2 weeks now. He has 3 on the bottom and 3 trying to come in up top. Those 2 middle main ones are just yucky. Those are the ones he has been strugglin with. I think they hurt way more than the bottoms ones did just cause they seem so much bigger. I dunno. I just feel so bad for him. I think that they have finally broke skin, from what I could tell last night. It's hard to see cause he usually won't let me near his mouth. It's weird how he looks so much older now with teeth. He is getting so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also celebrated his very 1st birthday on July 25th! Can you believe it? I know I can't. My baby is 1! Crazy, uh? We had a little party with cupcakes and presents when we were in Reno a few weeks ago with my family. Then we had another one on his actualy birthday here in Utah with TK's family. I bought some decorations for the one here in Utah. Just some Backyardigans stuff. He loves The Backyardigans. Jody, TK's mom, got some balloons and a small Backyardigans cake, just for Beau. Anyhoo, it was a wonderful day and I am so happy we have such great families to share this with. I still can't believe Beau is 1...&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/3265921154656166634-6753931652224234208?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6753931652224234208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-teeth-and-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/6753931652224234208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/6753931652224234208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-teeth-and-birthday.html' title='Some Teeth and a Birthday'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TFb3OBO1ptI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Dp62H7tIWOc/s72-c/pics+for+blog+238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-6199566511077886023</id><published>2010-07-15T10:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T10:33:51.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyd Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>I just got back a few days ago from Reno for a Boyd family reunion.  Not extended Boyd famililes, just my mom and dad, Loni, Jamee and her family, and me and Beau.  Unfortunately TK had to work and didn't make it.  Hopefully next time.  We sure missed him alot, but other than that, we had tons of fun.  We went to Lake Tahoe which was absolutely beautiful.  We went to a local water park and to Toy Story 3.  Most of all, we had lots of family time.  I really miss my family.  I only see them 2 or 3 times a year, if I am lucky, and we are never all together like we were this last week.  I wish we all lived closer.  It was really hard to leave, not knowing when I will see them again.  Jamee lives in Reno so we all stayed with her at her home.  These pics are all from my phone, cause my camera battery died before I could really use it and of course I forgot the charger.  My dad is gonna send me all the pics from their camera, but they are still in Reno until next week, so I probably won't get any pics until then.  So ya'll will just have to enjoy the camera phone the best you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TD8zy6RdpMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3mdjSXiHHO8/s1600/window1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494167020144272578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TD8zy6RdpMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3mdjSXiHHO8/s400/window1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         Beau enjoying the view!  He's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TD8zyTC4fXI/AAAAAAAAAd0/vGpmIVUHldU/s1600/window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494167009614134642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TD8zyTC4fXI/AAAAAAAAAd0/vGpmIVUHldU/s400/window.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Beau and Brigham loooooved eachother.  Here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    Beau is beating Brigham up.  (Really Brigs is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    letting Bugs attack him.)  Brigs just loved him to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    pieces and Beau felt the same.  It was adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TD8zyCyyqrI/AAAAAAAAAds/yFFnHh3kMWs/s1600/wrestle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494167005251676850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TD8zyCyyqrI/AAAAAAAAAds/yFFnHh3kMWs/s400/wrestle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Aunt Loni with Beau and Brigham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TD8zx2jReuI/AAAAAAAAAdk/i26bmMdf8M8/s1600/lonbrig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494167001965361890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TD8zx2jReuI/AAAAAAAAAdk/i26bmMdf8M8/s400/lonbrig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3265921154656166634-6199566511077886023?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6199566511077886023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/07/boyd-family-reunion.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/6199566511077886023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/6199566511077886023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/07/boyd-family-reunion.html' title='Boyd Family Reunion'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TD8zy6RdpMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3mdjSXiHHO8/s72-c/window1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-7118889396366182027</id><published>2010-06-29T09:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:26:37.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>I don't know why this stinkin lap top wouldn't copy any pictures, but I tried again today and whoopty whoop it worked.  Yipee!  So, here are some showing what we have been up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first pic is how I usually change a dirty diaper. The picture frame keeps his hands occupied from the poop and he puts the bib on his head himself. I don't really know why he just always wants it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoMpONvVpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/MVgBE8N_CRo/s1600/diaper+change1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488212998234265234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoMpONvVpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/MVgBE8N_CRo/s400/diaper+change1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is in the backyard. He loves to get in his pool, but for no more than an hour. The sun just drains him. I am excited to take him to a real pool. He won't know what to think, but it will be fun and I am sure he'll just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoMosZvm4I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/u6nDFdgCS1c/s1600/swim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488212989157809026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoMosZvm4I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/u6nDFdgCS1c/s400/swim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3265921154656166634-7118889396366182027?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7118889396366182027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-first-pic-is-how-i-usually-change.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7118889396366182027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7118889396366182027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-first-pic-is-how-i-usually-change.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoMpONvVpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/MVgBE8N_CRo/s72-c/diaper+change1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-2182913878547642856</id><published>2010-06-29T08:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:21:06.017-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is Beau's mean face...he will try to bite just about&lt;br /&gt;                                  anything due to teething...here he is trying to bite me,&lt;br /&gt;                                  I have bruising to prove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoJ7SJgA-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/4LXF7zDEh0M/s1600/Beau+Hunter+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488210009992987618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoJ7SJgA-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/4LXF7zDEh0M/s400/Beau+Hunter+184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Bugs thought this dragon fly was pretty cool.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoJ7LsVM6I/AAAAAAAAAdA/PRoOtSbskFk/s1600/Beau+Hunter+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488210008260031394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoJ7LsVM6I/AAAAAAAAAdA/PRoOtSbskFk/s400/Beau+Hunter+182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   TK thought he was crying. Nope! Big ol' grin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoJ6qNvejI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Eeog5zFqFvQ/s1600/Beau+Hunter+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488209999273359922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoJ6qNvejI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Eeog5zFqFvQ/s400/Beau+Hunter+183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Melts me every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoJ6bg7IzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/I5DqFqzQQOg/s1600/Beau+Hunter+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488209995327284018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoJ6bg7IzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/I5DqFqzQQOg/s400/Beau+Hunter+185.jpg" /&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;/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/3265921154656166634-2182913878547642856?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2182913878547642856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-beaus-mean-face.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2182913878547642856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2182913878547642856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-beaus-mean-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoJ7SJgA-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/4LXF7zDEh0M/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-2209641115063449076</id><published>2010-06-29T08:19:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:23:14.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Papa gave Beau his first eclair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoCdZK-3BI/AAAAAAAAAco/B__Yde69ZpU/s1600/Beau+Hunter+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488201799900781586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoCdZK-3BI/AAAAAAAAAco/B__Yde69ZpU/s400/Beau+Hunter+181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoCc8JhiVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/oTCrYVmGMao/s1600/Beau+Hunter+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488201792110037330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoCc8JhiVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/oTCrYVmGMao/s400/Beau+Hunter+180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Cousin Colton is letting Beau borrow this cool ride! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoCcUTalOI/AAAAAAAAAcY/F0DS6UsYo1A/s1600/Beau+Hunter+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488201781414106338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoCcUTalOI/AAAAAAAAAcY/F0DS6UsYo1A/s400/Beau+Hunter+179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Checking out the birds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoCb4KbNpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/iVItEfCtSYo/s1600/Beau+Hunter+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488201773860206226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoCb4KbNpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/iVItEfCtSYo/s400/Beau+Hunter+178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3265921154656166634-2209641115063449076?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2209641115063449076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2209641115063449076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2209641115063449076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/TCoCdZK-3BI/AAAAAAAAAco/B__Yde69ZpU/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-2972175678931540805</id><published>2010-06-21T11:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:36:10.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>Somethings wrong and the computer won't let me download any pics from the camera...so as soon as I figure it out, I will update this blog!  Promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-2972175678931540805?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2972175678931540805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2972175678931540805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2972175678931540805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-2597340525586721197</id><published>2010-05-25T08:19:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:33:40.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Nana Cindy And Boppa Poopy In Tennessee...We Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S_vsi6aiXPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/VLRmMKClJY8/s1600/Beau+Hunter+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475229856539237618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S_vsi6aiXPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/VLRmMKClJY8/s400/Beau+Hunter+176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S_vsidSWodI/AAAAAAAAAcA/6g5poUAWZrs/s1600/Beau+Hunter+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475229848720286162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S_vsidSWodI/AAAAAAAAAcA/6g5poUAWZrs/s400/Beau+Hunter+174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S_vg_UF_aMI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3kxvwnw7CUg/s1600/Beau+Hunter+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475217150329186498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S_vg_UF_aMI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3kxvwnw7CUg/s400/Beau+Hunter+175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-2597340525586721197?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2597340525586721197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-nana-cindy-and-boppa-poopy-in.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2597340525586721197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2597340525586721197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-nana-cindy-and-boppa-poopy-in.html' title='For Nana Cindy And Boppa Poopy In Tennessee...We Miss You'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S_vsi6aiXPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/VLRmMKClJY8/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-2184823102046679896</id><published>2010-05-24T08:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:07:45.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Lovin It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S_qVdHUUFjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/gR4nG-FJCdU/s1600/Beau+Hunter+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474852624435254834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S_qVdHUUFjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/gR4nG-FJCdU/s400/Beau+Hunter+173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beau had his first Happy Meal a week or so ago. He ate most of it, after I broke the nuggets and fries into itty bitty pieces.  It was fun and easy.  I mean what kid doesn't love a Happy Meal?  And then when he found out there was a cool toy at the bottom of the bag, it put icing on the cake!  My little man is getting so big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-2184823102046679896?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2184823102046679896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-lovin-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2184823102046679896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2184823102046679896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-lovin-it.html' title='I&apos;m Lovin It'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S_qVdHUUFjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/gR4nG-FJCdU/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-4158717919033828153</id><published>2010-05-10T07:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:23:23.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh How Time Flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S-gWujpBBoI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/REEb3fJaq9o/s1600/Beau+Hunter+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469646736538535554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S-gWujpBBoI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/REEb3fJaq9o/s400/Beau+Hunter+162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S-gVk7RgdsI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Vqem8LbnJGg/s1600/Beau+Hunter+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469645471572063938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S-gVk7RgdsI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Vqem8LbnJGg/s400/Beau+Hunter+161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beau turned 9 months on April 25th, and had his 9 month check up shortly after. He weighs 21lbs. 10 oz., is 28" long, and just overall healthy. He stopped drinking formula about 2 months ago. Not because I wanted him to, but he simply won't take it. And if he does try he will most likely throw it up. We have tried whole milk, but he won't take it from a bottle. So I have to give him little bits at a time from a cup. He is on a vitamin, that is a must since he isn't drinking any formula and very little whole milk. It's frustrating, and at times like this I wish I could've breast fed. For those who don't know, I got really sick with Mastitis (breast infection). I was hospitalized for a few days and told to stop breast feeding all together. Again, frustrating. But, Beau seems to be as healthy as can be, and the vitamin should help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even more exciting news! Buggy now has 2 teeth! He got his first at 8 1/2 months. And then the 2nd like 2 weeks after. It's his two bottom teeth. It's so cute. I am trying to get a picture, but he won't let anyone near those things. They aren't fully in yet and I am sure it's still sensitive, so as soon as they are sticking all they way up, which I cannot wait for, I'll get a good pic. He has been a trooper. He is of course cranky at times, but I think he has been really good. No fevers, just a sore mouth. A little orajel and tylenol seem to do the trick. I feel blessed to have such a sweet little boy. I mean, like everyone, he has his moments, but over all he is just heavenly. I know I am suppose to feel this way, being his mom and all, but I have known kids that seem to cry all the time and parents who are constantly trying to entertain their little ones, and I don't have to do that. I love to entertain Bugs but I don't really HAVE to. He will even sit and look at a book by himself now. It's the cutest thing to see him turn the page and look at it so seriously. Oh I just love being a mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful Mother's Day. I know I did. We didn't go anywhere. We just hung out at home and it was perfect. I got a cute card (and cash!) from TK and Beau, to do whatever I wish. Whoo Hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3265921154656166634-4158717919033828153?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4158717919033828153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-how-time-flies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4158717919033828153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4158717919033828153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-how-time-flies.html' title='Oh How Time Flies'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S-gWujpBBoI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/REEb3fJaq9o/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-5737354596166316910</id><published>2010-04-15T09:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T10:00:34.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YUCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8c3MzB94fI/AAAAAAAAAZg/t9JmQXklqTU/s1600/Beau+Hunter+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have never been good at exercise. And I am at my heaviest in my life right now. It's weird at how badly I want to lose weight, but never get up and start to work out. Then I beat myself up for it. Has anyone been in my shoes? Can anyone give me ideas, advice, or encouragement? I would also love some eating ideas. Like good healthy recipes. And good snacks. I snack alot. I just can't continue on like this or before you know it, I'll be big enough for the Biggest Loser! I mean that's how it happens. You just let go and you don't realize how much you are gaining and then you can't explain how it got that bad. I may not be big to some, but for me this is big. Like I said, I am at my heaviest to date. I'll even post a recent pic. That's how I realized I was getting bigger than I wanted to be. You think you look one way and then you see a picture and you're like "REALLY? There must be something wrong with this camera!" Oh my. I just don't know where to start. But I know I need to start or it will just get harder and harder. I had noticed I had gained a little bit and then I got pregnant and just figured I could eat whatever cause I was pregnant. I found out the hard way that you shouldn't do that. I thought I would have Beau and go back to what I was before and then only have like 10-15 pounds to lose. Boy was I wrong! I feel a little better being able to come on here and vent, which I should probably do from now on cause I am sure TK is tired of hearing it. Oh, what a world!&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8c3MX0uv0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/HpZ8oy9CeJI/s1600/Beau+Hunter+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460393758903156546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8c3MX0uv0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/HpZ8oy9CeJI/s400/Beau+Hunter+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3265921154656166634-5737354596166316910?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5737354596166316910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/04/yuck.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5737354596166316910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5737354596166316910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/04/yuck.html' title='YUCK'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8c3MX0uv0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/HpZ8oy9CeJI/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-4092919449380258909</id><published>2010-04-15T09:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T09:34:41.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoo Hoo!</title><content type='html'>Beau got his first ride on the tractor with his poppa the other day. He isn't smiling but I know he had a blast. He is just too busy checking out everything and trying to figure out what's happening to smile. It was so cute to watch. I think poppa mighta had more fun than Buggy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8cs9_ID-hI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DO57i0mPBvo/s1600/Beau+Hunter+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460382516638906898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8cs9_ID-hI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DO57i0mPBvo/s400/Beau+Hunter+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8cs9eQfM1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/3z5fHuOaqyE/s1600/Beau+Hunter+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460382507815875410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8cs9eQfM1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/3z5fHuOaqyE/s400/Beau+Hunter+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8cs8qT1fxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/LHqx5R-Q2VI/s1600/Beau+Hunter+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460382493871275794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8cs8qT1fxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/LHqx5R-Q2VI/s400/Beau+Hunter+170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3265921154656166634-4092919449380258909?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4092919449380258909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/04/whoo-hoo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4092919449380258909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4092919449380258909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/04/whoo-hoo.html' title='Whoo Hoo!'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S8cs9_ID-hI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DO57i0mPBvo/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-2691736499488652669</id><published>2010-04-08T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:53:25.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sleeping Adventures of Beau Berger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74Wj4BNMqI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Z1bLx4h9OH8/s1600/s6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457824604008297122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74Wj4BNMqI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Z1bLx4h9OH8/s400/s6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74WjQQ7iqI/AAAAAAAAAYw/4MoDEGHAkas/s1600/s13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457824593336830626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74WjQQ7iqI/AAAAAAAAAYw/4MoDEGHAkas/s400/s13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74WixyKt8I/AAAAAAAAAYo/4sMgXwE9sSA/s1600/s11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457824585154738114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74WixyKt8I/AAAAAAAAAYo/4sMgXwE9sSA/s400/s11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74WijJlj_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ExjZuQIWyMI/s1600/s5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457824581226434546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74WijJlj_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ExjZuQIWyMI/s400/s5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74WiZAZnVI/AAAAAAAAAYY/nYsBLG0B6VM/s1600/s8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457824578503548242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74WiZAZnVI/AAAAAAAAAYY/nYsBLG0B6VM/s400/s8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry you can't click on any of these pics and make them larger.  I took them with my phone, and so they won't get bigger.  I am trying to remember to use the camera instead.  Sorry:(&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-2691736499488652669?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2691736499488652669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/04/sleeping-adventures-of-beau-berger.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2691736499488652669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/2691736499488652669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/04/sleeping-adventures-of-beau-berger.html' title='The Sleeping Adventures of Beau Berger'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74Wj4BNMqI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Z1bLx4h9OH8/s72-c/s6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-365669799432439172</id><published>2010-04-08T09:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:06:31.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh How I Love My Boys</title><content type='html'>Beau LOVES his daddy. As he should. If he hears a door creak or someone coming down the stairs, he frantically looks all over until he spots his daddy, and then gives the biggest smile ever. It melts my heart over and over again. It doesn't have to be when TK comes home from a long day at work either. Sometimes it's just when TK goes upstairs for something and then comes back down...Beau gets so excited all over again as if he has been gone for hours. I love it. Beau only does this with his daddy, well and his mommy, of course. Anyways, it just tickles me thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;So, Beau and TK had a daddy and son outing the other day. To Sportsmans Warehouse, of course. And Beau got to ride in the shopping cart like a big boy for the first time. TK took a picture on his phone and sent it to me. I just giggled at how much fun it looked like he was having. His feet are always a blur cause he is kicking them so fast due to so much excitment:) They didn't stay too long, due to Beau's sleepiness. It's kinda hard to fall asleep when your not in your carrier. But that's part of being a big boy, I guess. Oh how I love my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74K4lexDBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/1f3A3sx55-k/s1600/cart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457811765669727250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74K4lexDBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/1f3A3sx55-k/s400/cart.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/3265921154656166634-365669799432439172?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/365669799432439172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-how-i-love-my-boys.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/365669799432439172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/365669799432439172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-how-i-love-my-boys.html' title='Oh How I Love My Boys'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S74K4lexDBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/1f3A3sx55-k/s72-c/cart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-6570361216859115768</id><published>2010-03-26T12:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T13:29:46.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I should change the name of this blog to "Beau's Blog" cause that is all I ever post about. I have no desire to talk about anything else.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S60KAj4FGkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/qWNbyk7dWUY/s1600/Beau+Hunter+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453025728562272834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S60KAj4FGkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/qWNbyk7dWUY/s400/Beau+Hunter+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S60J_wvIS_I/AAAAAAAAAYA/XEH6qiYp-7g/s1600/Beau+Hunter+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453025714834525170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S60J_wvIS_I/AAAAAAAAAYA/XEH6qiYp-7g/s400/Beau+Hunter+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beau loves his new hat. In case you can't tell, it's a shark. I am glad he likes it. I know some kids hate to have things on their heads. So, yea, I am glad he will wear a hat. He has a sun hat too, that he just takes off as soon as I put it on. That's how I know he likes this one cause he leaves it on. It's the most adorable thing I have ever seen. Loves it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His personality is really starting to come out. He does really well just entertaining himself (most of the time). He talks to his toys and to himself and to me. And he is just usually a happy kid. There is a fiesty side too, though. Nobody's perfect:) Yesterday, he was hungry and just mad and he was sitting on my lap. He looked up at me and grabbed a fist full of my face with his nails and then smacked me. It was the first time he acted out this way. And I am sure it won't be the last. Of course, I gave him a talkin to, but at 8 months of age what does that really do? I actually thought it was kind of funny, his little angry face and that attitude! I will just never let him know when I laugh at things like that:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I almost forgot! One more freakin hilarious thing. Doesn't matter what we are doing or how upset Beau might be, whenever a certain commercial comes on he ALWAYS stops to watch. What's funny is what the commercial is. It's any progressive car insurance commercial that has the progressive girl Flo in it. He hears her talk and always looks. He has some kind of crush on her or how she sounds. So funny. Seriously he looks every time, even when he is fussin, he stops to watch it. Gotta love that Flo!&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/3265921154656166634-6570361216859115768?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6570361216859115768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-i-should-change-name-of-this.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/6570361216859115768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/6570361216859115768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-i-should-change-name-of-this.html' title='I think I should change the name of this blog to &quot;Beau&apos;s Blog&quot; cause that is all I ever post about. I have no desire to talk about anything else.'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S60KAj4FGkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/qWNbyk7dWUY/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-7864897835242378063</id><published>2010-03-13T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:02:44.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News/Kinda</title><content type='html'>We are all sick. I threw up and had bad guts all night and part of the day and my mother and father-in-law have been sick also. This is good news/kinda because this means Beau has had some kind of bug that just lasted forever since his immune system isn't strong yet. So it kinda sucks that we are all sick, but it sure is nice to have some good news about Beau's "sickness".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-7864897835242378063?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7864897835242378063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-newskinda.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7864897835242378063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7864897835242378063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-newskinda.html' title='Good News/Kinda'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-8244639292343075189</id><published>2010-03-12T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:54:21.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beau Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S5pxq7S8b6I/AAAAAAAAAX4/U0wUHMKxjew/s1600-h/tn16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447791681543630754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S5pxq7S8b6I/AAAAAAAAAX4/U0wUHMKxjew/s400/tn16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beau is still throwing up but only like once a day usually at night before bed. This is a huge improvment. (Of course, this progress came after the blessing.) His attitude is fantastic. I have been blessed with a happy wonderful baby. He has even smiled at me before while he is throwing up. He makes it alot easier than it could be. Still don't know what is wrong and I may never know. And at this point I don't know if I even care. As long as he continues to do better then that's all that matters to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had a headache for about 5 days or so, not a migraine, thank goodness. I figured out it's due to stress cause when Beau is doing good I don't really have one and then as soon as things go south, there it is. I am doing the best I can and trying not to feel depressed. Thank you to all of you that have been encourageing to me and praying for my family. &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/3265921154656166634-8244639292343075189?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8244639292343075189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/03/beau-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8244639292343075189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8244639292343075189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/03/beau-update.html' title='Beau Update'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S5pxq7S8b6I/AAAAAAAAAX4/U0wUHMKxjew/s72-c/tn16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-8119395235556082980</id><published>2010-03-10T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T10:26:08.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rough Week</title><content type='html'>Beau threw up last Tuesday evening right before bed.  Then he threw up the next day, Wed, all day no matter what he ate.  He has thrown up every day since.  And this is not spit up, it is the projectile vomit.  He hasn't had any formula this whole time cause it only makes him worse.  He has always been on soy formula but it hasn't made any difference.  We have been to the doctor twice during this last week and he is now on an antibiotic cause we didn't know what else to try.  He has lost some weight.  And his mommy is getting very upset and a little depressed.  I don't know what to do.  He isn't teething, and from what I have been told, he shouldn't throw up when he does.  Tk and his dad gave him a blessing last night and he has held his juice down all night and so far this morning.  I gave him 3 ounces of watered down soy formula and that hasn't come up yet either.  But he usually eats 8 ounces in a sitting.  Has anyone been through anything like this before?  I hope he is getting better now, I know the blessing will help, but I have no idea what caused all this.  It's been pretty frustrating.  I feel so bad for him.  He is always hungry cause the juice and gatorade is never really satisfying and it has been 7 days!  I don't know what to do.  It's been a pretty hard week.  I have hope since he held down everthing since last night.   And I definately have faith in blessings.   Again, can anyone relate in any way?  It would help to hear anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-8119395235556082980?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8119395235556082980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/03/rough-week.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8119395235556082980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8119395235556082980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/03/rough-week.html' title='A Rough Week'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-727913787004650099</id><published>2010-03-02T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:25:05.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mannythemovieguy.com/images/johnny_depp_helena_bonham_carter_alice_in_wonderland_tim_burton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mannythemovieguy.com/images/johnny_depp_helena_bonham_carter_alice_in_wonderland_tim_burton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S41E_yCzbNI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0VEzkorfH-I/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444083387116776658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S41E_yCzbNI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0VEzkorfH-I/s400/Beau+Hunter+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 3rd is my birthday! I will be 25! Those numbers look so old to me! It's weird, but exciting. It's made me reflect on a few things. Like how good my life is right now. I have a hard working, loving husband and an adorably perfect 7 month old baby boy. That's all I have ever really wanted is to be a mom and to have a happy marriage. I am so lucky to have these things. I wouldn't change a thing. Well, except maybe a home of our own. Some day soon hopefully. Other than that, every thing feels just right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am gonna get my hair done Saturday for my birthday and all of TK's family is coming over that evening for a little bday party. I asked TK to take me to Alice in Wonderland this Friday night. I am so excited. I have always loved Alice in Wonderland and this new Tim Burton version is when Alice is 19 and going back to Wonderland for the 2nd time. So it will be a new story and a little crazy since it's Tim Burton. I love it love it love it!!! I just wish Beau was old enough to come too. Oh well, he will be before long. Me and TK need a date anyway. I think we have gone on 1 since buggy was born. So I think it's probably time we did again! :) I am so addicted to my child that I just have no desire to ever not be with him. I never get sick of him or feel like I need a break or anything like that. I mean, don't get me wrong, it can be exhausting at times, but worth every second when he is constantly doing something funny or new! I just love being his mom. I really am lucky to have a baby boy and husband that are all mine!&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/3265921154656166634-727913787004650099?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/727913787004650099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/727913787004650099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/727913787004650099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S41E_yCzbNI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0VEzkorfH-I/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-4475904487900377220</id><published>2010-02-04T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:20:13.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Day Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv6MyXhYI/AAAAAAAAAXc/x6sefWUQLvY/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434560421008213378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv6MyXhYI/AAAAAAAAAXc/x6sefWUQLvY/s400/Beau+Hunter+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv5jcsxfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WEy8F5D8x5c/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434560409911477746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv5jcsxfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WEy8F5D8x5c/s400/Beau+Hunter+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv5HWVqUI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aicT71U1tpM/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434560402368604482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv5HWVqUI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aicT71U1tpM/s400/Beau+Hunter+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv4smdgrI/AAAAAAAAAXE/2goozxyNsh8/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434560395188470450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv4smdgrI/AAAAAAAAAXE/2goozxyNsh8/s400/Beau+Hunter+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv4L3Rb6I/AAAAAAAAAW8/d-84JmCoOhk/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434560386400612258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv4L3Rb6I/AAAAAAAAAW8/d-84JmCoOhk/s400/Beau+Hunter+147.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;My sister was in town for just a short while. Today I got to see her and her fam and it was so much fun. This was the first time that any of them met Beau. We went and met up with TK and had lunch at Cafe Rio. Yum! I am so glad that Beau finally met his aunt and uncle and cousins. They just loved each other. And I was so happy to see all them. I just love them! And my niece and nephews are so darn cute! Good times! I wish they could have stayed longer but I will take any second I get with them! &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/3265921154656166634-4475904487900377220?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4475904487900377220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4475904487900377220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4475904487900377220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-day-ever.html' title='The Best Day Ever'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2tv6MyXhYI/AAAAAAAAAXc/x6sefWUQLvY/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-8911755609159257366</id><published>2010-02-02T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:24:18.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2jeQZlV6fI/AAAAAAAAAW0/dKfXvtpR9Ck/s1600-h/buggy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433837323749288434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2jeQZlV6fI/AAAAAAAAAW0/dKfXvtpR9Ck/s400/buggy4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2jeQJmnr0I/AAAAAAAAAWs/qbZ39SwP7uQ/s1600-h/buggy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433837319459680066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2jeQJmnr0I/AAAAAAAAAWs/qbZ39SwP7uQ/s400/buggy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2jeP18OlvI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lOkGg1Qi0zo/s1600-h/buggy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433837314181601010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2jeP18OlvI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lOkGg1Qi0zo/s400/buggy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my baby. He is my best friend. I tell him everything. And he tells me everything, too. He talks to me, and yells at me, and tells me everything he is feeling all the time no matter where we are or what we are doing. He is the best friend I have ever had. Don't know what I would do without him! I love my bugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3265921154656166634-8911755609159257366?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8911755609159257366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8911755609159257366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8911755609159257366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-best-friend.html' title='My Best Friend'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S2jeQZlV6fI/AAAAAAAAAW0/dKfXvtpR9Ck/s72-c/buggy4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-3924716231211695292</id><published>2010-01-25T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:30:36.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 6 MONTHS TO MY BUGGY BOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S13jMpyXN0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/w02SJMS8SjU/s1600-h/tn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430746532193711938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S13jMpyXN0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/w02SJMS8SjU/s400/tn2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S13jMEL2ahI/AAAAAAAAAU0/c8mxnYj7nz0/s1600-h/tn16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430746522100066834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S13jMEL2ahI/AAAAAAAAAU0/c8mxnYj7nz0/s400/tn16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe my baby is 6 months old today! I knew it would fly by, cause that's just life, but it's crazy how fast time really goes! Beau has grown so much. He has been eating baby food since he was 5 months old. He loves sweet potatoes the best so far and he does really well, taking big bites. He got a jumperoo for Christmas and absolutely loves to jump in it. And we love to watch. He just screams and laughs and talks the whole time. Beau caught his first sickness since he has been home. Just the common cold but I feel so bad for him. He has a yucky cough and runny nose. He hasn't had a fever yet, crossing my fingers, and seems to be in good spirits. Well, as much as he can be. We finally put batteries in his swing and he has enjoyed swinging in that since he has been sick. He doesn't have to work to get it to move like he does the jumperoo, which can make him feel yucky afterward. So the swing has been nice.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I woke yesterday morning with Beau's cold. He was suppose to have his 6 month check up today and get some shots. But I decided it would be best to wait until he felt a little better. We did go to the doctor on Friday, however, to make sure he didn't have anything worse than a cold, and they weighed him. He is 20 lbs even! His weight gain has slowed since they put him on a little diet, but he still weighs as much as a 12 month old! I love it. He has rolls in the strangest places and i think it is just perfect. I wouldn't change a thing about him.&lt;br /&gt;I called him Love Bug from the day I had him, which then went to Love Buggy, and now just Buggy for short. And that has stuck. So if I ever say Buggy you will know that's Beau's nickname.&lt;br /&gt;TK's parents got Buggy a high chair the other day, and he loves it. I use to just use his Bumbo seat but his little legs are getting too big for it. So the high chair has been wonderful. Plus, I don't have to sit on the floor to feed him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Tk and I are enjoying parenthood. It's everything I expected and more, of course. I am so in love with Buggy, it amazes me how any of us ever lived without our little ones. I know things like this are said all the time, I just know what people mean by saying them now.&lt;br /&gt;Buggy loves playing with his dad and misses him while he is at work. Beau is my best friend. I love being able to stay home and take care of him every day. Thanks for making that happen TK. I love my boys!&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/3265921154656166634-3924716231211695292?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/3924716231211695292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-6-months-to-my-buggy-boo.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/3924716231211695292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/3924716231211695292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-6-months-to-my-buggy-boo.html' title='HAPPY 6 MONTHS TO MY BUGGY BOO!'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/S13jMpyXN0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/w02SJMS8SjU/s72-c/tn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-7697640161196026027</id><published>2009-12-08T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T18:51:55.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because</title><content type='html'>Some updated pics of Beau.  Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx8BoDTd8hI/AAAAAAAAATo/-fYS7996hmI/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413047064715981330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx8BoDTd8hI/AAAAAAAAATo/-fYS7996hmI/s400/Beau+Hunter+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx8Bnso311I/AAAAAAAAATg/ZuAMVrnbyG4/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413047058631743314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx8Bnso311I/AAAAAAAAATg/ZuAMVrnbyG4/s400/Beau+Hunter+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx8BnH4mgNI/AAAAAAAAATY/EyvAUACThcE/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413047048765604050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx8BnH4mgNI/AAAAAAAAATY/EyvAUACThcE/s400/Beau+Hunter+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx8BmsgDW6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/0YadgJBsZHk/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413047041414880162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx8BmsgDW6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/0YadgJBsZHk/s400/Beau+Hunter+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-7697640161196026027?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7697640161196026027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-because.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7697640161196026027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7697640161196026027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-because.html' title='Just Because'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx8BoDTd8hI/AAAAAAAAATo/-fYS7996hmI/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-9200819975931731059</id><published>2009-12-08T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T18:35:08.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beau's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx7-wkYsstI/AAAAAAAAATI/63eMv6Zgnzo/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413043912500359890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx7-wkYsstI/AAAAAAAAATI/63eMv6Zgnzo/s400/Beau+Hunter+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx7-wLIw1XI/AAAAAAAAATA/ITrMgUhoang/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413043905722635634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx7-wLIw1XI/AAAAAAAAATA/ITrMgUhoang/s400/Beau+Hunter+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx7-vh16x2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/8WtgBxJH6XU/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413043894637741922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx7-vh16x2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/8WtgBxJH6XU/s400/Beau+Hunter+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beau was blessed this past Sunday. It was alot of fun cause all of TK's family came and my dad got to fly out to be here too. So we all just went to Sacrament and then came over to Jody and Jerry's, which is mine and TK's residence at the moment, as well. Jody bought all kinds of food and we all had lunch and just had good together time. It was just an all around good day. I feel so blessed to have such a loving family and I am so grateful that my dad was able to come out here. Thank you to everyone that came and made Beau's special day extra special.&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/3265921154656166634-9200819975931731059?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/9200819975931731059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/12/beaus-blessing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/9200819975931731059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/9200819975931731059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/12/beaus-blessing.html' title='Beau&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Sx7-wkYsstI/AAAAAAAAATI/63eMv6Zgnzo/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-930735395907120437</id><published>2009-11-10T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:53:43.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George, Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1349/1101366867_8f2f36643f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1349/1101366867_8f2f36643f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ldsinspired.com/img/gallery/Temples/stgeorge.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aarongifford.com/caching/2003-09-20_RelaxOnTheVirgin/viewfromthecache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.aarongifford.com/caching/2003-09-20_RelaxOnTheVirgin/viewfromthecache.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My in laws have another home in St. George. It's beautiful there and it is a really nice home. We went down this last weekend. We left Friday after TK got off work and then came home Sunday. So, we didn't stay for very long but it was still relaxing. Plus, the main reason for the trip was to take Beau so Grandma Lo could see him. Gma Lo is Jody's, my mother-in-law, mom. She was really happy to see him. I felt bad though because he was really fussy. He usually isn't as bad as he was and I think what happened was he was homesick. He had to sleep in his pack n play and he has never been in the car for more than an hour and St. George is like 4 hours or something like that. Other than his fussiness, it was a good trip and nice to see the family that lives down there. So, it's Gma Lo and Gpa Fred, and then Jody's brother Mike and his wife Syd. They are all really nice fun people and we enjoyed it very much. Hopefully, we can spend more time the next time we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun St. George facts: There are palm trees there! You can see some in the picture of the St. George Temple. Did you know the St. George temple was finished being built before the Salt Lake Temple? Last fun fact: TK found a scorpion in the bathroom!!! It was itty bitty and dead, but supposedly the little ones are the most poisonous!&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/3265921154656166634-930735395907120437?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/930735395907120437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/st-george-utah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/930735395907120437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/930735395907120437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/st-george-utah.html' title='St. George, Utah'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1349/1101366867_8f2f36643f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-6887119757107587351</id><published>2009-11-10T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:03:52.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rice Cereal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SvsJ0FqfzFI/AAAAAAAAASY/yrxfQOyaavE/s1600-h/cereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SvmPnSRrZFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/NHeihJFdrTk/s1600-h/cereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402507133091275858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SvmPnSRrZFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/NHeihJFdrTk/s320/cereal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started rice cereal. I have only given it to him a few times. I haven't been very consistent with it like I should. I was hoping it would help him sleep better. I talked about, in an earlier post, Beau sleeping through the night, and after those two days it never happened again. His normal night time sleep is he goes down at 9 and sleeps 5-6 hours, gets up to eat and then sleeps another 3, usually, sometimes 4. Last night I bathed him and massaged him with lotion, fed him some cereal and then fed him his formula. He fell right asleep at 9, like usual, but didn't get up until 5...so 8 hours isn't bad. I fed him and then he fell back asleep, but only for 2 more hours. I was totally happy with this though. So I am gonna try the same pattern tonight...bath, cereal, formula. Hope it works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love giving him the cereal. It's so cute to watch him eat it. Of course, it's a mess. Plus, I haven't gotten any bowls or baby spoons yet. So, I am just using a small glass bowl and the tiniest measuring spoon I could find. I know that is pretty ghetto, but it works for now, until I make it to the store to get real baby stuff. They say that there is some kind of fruit something that you can add to the cereal...can anyone tell me what it is and if you would recommend it. He is only 3 months, and I wasn't gonna give him anything until 6 months, but I did do the cereal in hopes of a better sleep at night. He held it down just fine and seemed to like it, so I am gonna continue with that, but what about the fruit stuff? Advice please.&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/3265921154656166634-6887119757107587351?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6887119757107587351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/rice-cereal.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/6887119757107587351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/6887119757107587351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/rice-cereal.html' title='Rice Cereal'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SvmPnSRrZFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/NHeihJFdrTk/s72-c/cereal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-3162505029612565074</id><published>2009-11-10T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:11:00.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SvmMbMrKkbI/AAAAAAAAASI/VSFUNQlnzSw/s1600-h/bbb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402503626894250418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SvmMbMrKkbI/AAAAAAAAASI/VSFUNQlnzSw/s320/bbb1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SvmMa0QDNEI/AAAAAAAAASA/wioZrDQQHSs/s1600-h/bbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love holding Beau while he takes naps. I mostly just love to hold him. I am aware that this is probably spoiling him, but I can't help it. He likes to lay on his boppy while it is wrapped around me. He lays on his side and digs his head into my body. I love it! I always watch closely cause I don't want any suffocating of course. But he only does this with me. I'm sure it's part of his natural instinct, as if he was nursing. I just love the feeling of him so close to me. And those of you who know me, I am not a very touchy feely person. But with Beau it's as if I can't ever get close enough. Plus, I only got to nurse a couple of times before they pulled the plug on that and I wish I got to experience the whole breast feeding thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the feeling that I have with him. It's awesome. I used to envy people with children and couldn't wait to have my own....and now that I do, it is everything I dreamed of and tons more!!! I know every post I write is about him, but I guess that's part of being a new mommy. I just don't have anything else I would rather talk about. LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE IT!!!! The only problem with holding him while he naps is this should be when I should be showering and cleaning up, doing laundry, all the things that he distracts me from should get done during nap time and I am sitting down to hold him. I need to get it straightened out...&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/3265921154656166634-3162505029612565074?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/3162505029612565074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleep-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/3162505029612565074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/3162505029612565074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleep-time.html' title='Sleep Time'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SvmMbMrKkbI/AAAAAAAAASI/VSFUNQlnzSw/s72-c/bbb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-1117494646901301193</id><published>2009-11-01T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:24:46.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Su4Ym0obt_I/AAAAAAAAARw/6eqAZvkYR94/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399280058506131442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Su4Ym0obt_I/AAAAAAAAARw/6eqAZvkYR94/s320/Beau+Hunter+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Su4YmSndirI/AAAAAAAAARo/iM8Qq9MypDk/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399280049375251122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Su4YmSndirI/AAAAAAAAARo/iM8Qq9MypDk/s320/Beau+Hunter+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Su4YmFwtxXI/AAAAAAAAARg/psf36bSrFaw/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399280045924402546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Su4YmFwtxXI/AAAAAAAAARg/psf36bSrFaw/s320/Beau+Hunter+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a good Halloween. TK and I and Beau went over to my sister-in-law, Holly, house for pictures and just to hang out while Holly's kids went trick or treat'n. Beau was a pumpkin, as you can tell by the pics. He was so stinkin cute. The pumpkin costume turned out perfect. He is already chubby so it just fit him really good. We all got a kick out of it. In these pics, Holly is Cruella, Lauren is Dorothy, Morgan is the devil, and Colton is the dalmation, to go with Holly's costume, of course. Anyway, it was a lot of fun. &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/3265921154656166634-1117494646901301193?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1117494646901301193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1117494646901301193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/1117494646901301193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/Su4Ym0obt_I/AAAAAAAAARw/6eqAZvkYR94/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-4583973697479459151</id><published>2009-10-22T10:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:22:15.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven On Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SuCipFV_VJI/AAAAAAAAARQ/F9HpVmYOQDs/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395491180282598546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SuCipFV_VJI/AAAAAAAAARQ/F9HpVmYOQDs/s320/Beau+Hunter+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SuCiouddz0I/AAAAAAAAARI/2w6rhMz2YqA/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395491174139940674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SuCiouddz0I/AAAAAAAAARI/2w6rhMz2YqA/s320/Beau+Hunter+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have our own ideas on what a little bit of "heaven on earth" means. To some of us, it means stuff like world peace or maybe no more poverty. It could also mean a big slice of chocolate cake during a certain time of the month. (With chocolate icing of course) To me, however, right in this very moment, my little slice of heaven on earth is my baby sleeping through the night the past two nights. He went down at 9:30 and woke up at 7:30! Around 4am I ran into his room to make sure he was ok...and when I discovered he was, I sighed with relief and joyfully crawled back into bed. It's amazing. I wonder though if this will continue to happen, or if it was just luck that he did it 2 nights in a row. Do babies typically continue to sleep through the night once they start, or what? Give me your opinions, please, on what your children have done. I mean I know he won't always have perfect nights, no one does. Whoo Hoo! I am so excited! I actually slept! Oh boy.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-4583973697479459151?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4583973697479459151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/heaven-on-earth.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4583973697479459151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/4583973697479459151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/heaven-on-earth.html' title='Heaven On Earth'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/SuCipFV_VJI/AAAAAAAAARQ/F9HpVmYOQDs/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-8131441887765684143</id><published>2009-10-15T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T10:32:08.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St3l743e3uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/n5atWej5pH8/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394720745699860194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St3l743e3uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/n5atWej5pH8/s320/Beau+Hunter+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St3l7EGjI2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/AHdLzZobc04/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394720731535975266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St3l7EGjI2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/AHdLzZobc04/s320/Beau+Hunter+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St3lMgGyFbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/uubVYX8TGkY/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St3kguldjHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/TWR4TPld0bQ/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394719179571825778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St3kguldjHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/TWR4TPld0bQ/s320/Beau+Hunter+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TK went hunting with his dad cause Jerry got to go shoot a big bull elk. While there TK shot a deer. They had a good time. And TK's friends came too. It was Josh, Matt, Josh's brother, and TK and Jerry, and TK's brother Brett. Josh brought his horses with them and so they packed the big elk onto the horses and rode the horse's back to camp. This is awesome cause usually they would just have to do it all on foot which to me is crazy, but that's usually the only way. So the whole horse thing is pretty cool. And TK was happy he got to shoot a buck.&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-8131441887765684143?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8131441887765684143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-hunting.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8131441887765684143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/8131441887765684143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-hunting.html' title='More Hunting'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St3l743e3uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/n5atWej5pH8/s72-c/Beau+Hunter+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-5825003810710422808</id><published>2009-10-15T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T12:15:59.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beau Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St34NxOEbeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pRErNfkeQ1c/s1600-h/tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394740844094057954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St34NxOEbeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pRErNfkeQ1c/s320/tongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St34NeDINKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/4WcXCERjzqE/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394740838947894434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St34NeDINKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/4WcXCERjzqE/s320/Beau+Hunter+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St34MyyDRVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/-EZVVH9Rtxg/s1600-h/Beau+Hunter+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Beau is doing great holding his head up. He is starting to talk alot. He doesn't really cry that much, just when he needs something. He does have this fake cry that he does when he wants something. And it works every time. I love his bumbo seat. Thanks Aunt Tammy! He looks so stinkin cute sitting in it. He is obsessed with the tv. It's really funny but will eventually be a problem i'm sure. He just loves to look at it. He sat and watched a whole movie with me and Tk once. The only thing is sometimes when I hold him he will turn his head all the way around to find it. Again funny but when he gets older we will have to find something else for him to do.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get him to hold onto things, like toy rattles and stuff. He will for a little bit but not with much coordination. It has to be a soft toy or he will hurt himself.&lt;br /&gt;He's growing like a weed. The last time we went to the doc he weighed in at a whoppin 14 lbs and 2 oz. That was when he was 2 months exactly. Me being a first time mom means I don't know what is normal or not. And I guess that is big for a little 2 month old. When we are out and people ask how old he is, they all can't believe he is only a little more than 2 months. I guess he looks older. They say like 3 or 4 months old!&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy, fun, tiring, hard, scary, exciting, amazing...the best experience of my life so far and the best thing that has ever been given to me.&lt;/span&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/3265921154656166634-5825003810710422808?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5825003810710422808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/beau-is-doing-great-holding-his-head-up.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5825003810710422808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5825003810710422808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/beau-is-doing-great-holding-his-head-up.html' title='Beau Facts'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_58NotRr-beA/St34NxOEbeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pRErNfkeQ1c/s72-c/tongue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-5271363236159615014</id><published>2009-09-21T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:36:05.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Mommy!</title><content type='html'>I have never felt this loved before. It's a different kind of love. Of course, there is the undying love and affection that my husband, TK, will always give me. But, this is a different one. Beau loves me more than anything. And I can feel his love every second. It's amazing. He would rather me hold him, me feed him, me put him to sleep, me bathe him, "me" do everything. Of course this gets very tiring, but at the same time, I wouldn't have it any other way. It may be selfish of me to think like this, but who cares. I am a first time mommy and I am enjoying every minute of this love as much as possible. I know the day will come when my little love bug is a teenager and I have no idea what he will be like then...so I think I will just soak up as much as I can right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-5271363236159615014?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5271363236159615014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-mommy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5271363236159615014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5271363236159615014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-mommy.html' title='I am a Mommy!'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-5550164216744916942</id><published>2009-09-13T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:41:31.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Lighter Note...</title><content type='html'>I was torn between BYU and OU yesterday. I have always been a Sooner fan but since living in Utah I have grown to love BYU as well. Considering my in-laws are obsessed as well as my husband. (with BYU that is) For those of you that don't know, they kicked off the season yesterday playing each other. Crazy! I decided I didn't mind if Oklahoma won, but I would be way stoked if BYU beat Oklahoma. So I rooted for BYU. They were for sure the under dogs and were not expected to give much of a game to OU. So when they won (GO COUGARS!) it was amazing!! TK and his dad Jerry are gone hunting this weekend, so Jody and Beau and myself hung out here and watched the game. I took a nap during the game, I just got out of the hospital, but woke to BYU just one touch down away from winning. I was surprised by my excitment when they won. Again I am a Oklahoma fan as well. Longer than I have liked BYU. So, I now know that I am, for sure, a BYU fan. More so than I am a Sooner fan. It's official. I still can't believe they won! Whoo Hoo!! GOOOOOOO COUGARS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-5550164216744916942?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5550164216744916942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-lighter-note.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5550164216744916942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/5550164216744916942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-lighter-note.html' title='On A Lighter Note...'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265921154656166634.post-7673686888863973655</id><published>2009-09-13T12:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:40:07.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As Long As I Live To Tell My Story...No Matter How Hard It Might Be</title><content type='html'>I want to make this as short and informative as possible. Not sure if I can. Beau finally came home. He has done really well and I am so relieved he is home. On the flip side...I started to feel really sick a few days after he came home. I just assumed I was tired and weak from all the craziness going on. I started to run a fever. My OB doc called in some meds for me and that day my left breast got very swollen, hard, red and just painful. I knew then I was getting that mastitis. (Breast infection caused from breast feeding) This is a very common thing to get and many women have gotten it. My sister always gets it. The symptoms are swollen, red, painful breasts, both or just one, and usually a fever. Well my fever got to 104 so I had to go to the ER. I had been throwing up all day and just miserable. So TK made me go in. I had never been this sick before and wasn't even sure if I could make it to the hospital. That's when TK knew I needed to go. They gave me an IV with fluids and anitbiotics and some pain meds. I don't know how long we were there. I was so sick I couldn't really respond to anyone or anything. This was on Friday August 28th. They let me go home that night, but made me keep my IV in and I had to go back to the ER Saturday and Sunday for meds through my IV. Then follow up with my doc on Monday. So Monday came and my docotor started me on oral antibiotics but made me continue to go to the ER for the meds in my IV. And I had to follow up with him again on Wednesday the 2nd. I somehow still felt sick even though I had medicine through my IV for 5 days. When I went to my follow up appointment Wednesday my fever was back up to 101 and both of my breasts were infected. It had only been my left side this whole time. So, I obviously wasn't getting better and was actually getting worse. My doctor then hit me with a bomb. He told me I had to be hosptialized. I barely got my baby home and feeling better and I have just had so much going on and this to me was probably the worse thing that could happen to me at this time. I had the worse case of mastitis that my doctor had ever seen. I then started to feel sorry for myself. I've been going and doing and just been so tired for so long that this sent me over the edge, finally. You should never feel sorry for yourself, but I did. So Wednesday the 2nd I was admitted in the Jordan Valley Hospital. They hooked me up to an IV with fluids and a super strong antibiotic. I was let go Saturday the 5th in the afternoon. TK was working in Reno this past week and I for the first time asked him to please leave work and come home. I couldn't do it anymore. I have been blessed with the best mother and father-in-law that one can have. My mother-in-law, Jody, jumped at the opportunity to take care of my sweet baby. I never felt like a burden to her. I feel like we already live in their home and the last thing I wanted was to have her put her life on hold because I am sick. She so lovingly and willingly took care of Beau while I was in the hospital. TK did make it home late, the day they admitted me, and was able to help out with me and Beau. It was so hard being away from Beau those few days. TK brought him up to see me for an hour each day, but it was never enough. I feel like he grew so much in just a few days. Thank you for all your prayers. I hope this is finally it. I don't know how much more I can handle. I hope to take my antibiotics and be done. And I hope Beau is well too. My doc pulled the plug on breast feeding cause I was just too sick and we didn't know if my body could handle it if the fevers and throwing up came back. My life is crazy. I've been told having babies is usually not this hard. It's not easy but definately not like it has been for me and Beau. Beau might be an only child!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3265921154656166634-7673686888863973655?l=tsberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7673686888863973655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-long-as-i-live-to-tell-my-storyno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7673686888863973655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3265921154656166634/posts/default/7673686888863973655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-long-as-i-live-to-tell-my-storyno.html' title='As Long As I Live To Tell My Story...No Matter How Hard It Might Be'/><author><name>Stevie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h378hsRPdf4/TeemrMi9TOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ho2lIo49iws/s220/pics%2Bfor%2Bblog%2B315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
