<?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-4853293117438963640</id><updated>2011-10-11T06:19:02.158-05:00</updated><category term='Papa'/><category term='Otis'/><category term='Nana'/><category term='Gavin'/><category term='Paxton'/><category term='The Bird&apos;s'/><category term='Damain'/><category term='Maggie'/><category term='Chris'/><category term='garden'/><category term='nature'/><category term='CVID'/><category term='Texas'/><category term='Damian'/><category term='Lilly'/><category term='IVIG'/><category term='spring'/><category term='outdoors'/><category term='Love'/><category term='LJB Ranch'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='ranch'/><category term='swine flu'/><category term='Brooklyn'/><category term='Cody'/><category term='skateboarding'/><category term='dinosaur'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>The Kofoed's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-478611707110787241</id><published>2011-01-12T09:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T09:40:00.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Four years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Four years ago, it's hard to believe. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My mom lived her life to fullest, even as she spent her final days with us... I am so grateful to have save these messages from her!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bzIvKX5Galc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bzIvKX5Galc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-478611707110787241?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/478611707110787241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2011/01/four-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/478611707110787241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/478611707110787241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2011/01/four-years.html' title='Four years.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-49988135330770143</id><published>2010-12-30T09:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:44:32.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we closed the door on a chapter of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sat with my dad in the dark and empty room on &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Paradise&lt;/st1:place&gt;, holding back sobs while tears streamed down both of our faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a room filled with the hope and dreams of a retired couple who were looking to spend some quality time building cherished memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A room filled with the laughter and joy of three tiny munchkins having tea parties and sharing their latest collected rocks with their Nana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A room engulfed in courage, honor and respect.&amp;nbsp; Overflowing with love and tenderness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A room that held the final moments of a wife, mother, grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend, a confidant, a mentor… A hero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The final moments of a family’s earthly togetherness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of a little boy holding his Nana’s only hand as she took her final breath.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A room filled with broken dreams and heart ache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A room filled with hopelessness and fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A room filled with &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;emptiness&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I sat with my dad in the dark and empty room on &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Paradise&lt;/st1:place&gt;, we spoke about the woman we missed so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;About how nearly four years have passed since we last touched her soft skin and heard her sweet voice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad stood and extended his hand to me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Filled with courage he urged me to leave.&amp;nbsp; He told me that the longer we stayed, the harder it would be.&amp;nbsp; He promised me that a new chapter of our lives was opening.&amp;nbsp; That walking away from &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;their&lt;/i&gt; &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Paradise&lt;/st1:place&gt; was like closing a painful chapter in all of our lives.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we held hands and walked down the hall and away from the dark and empty room,&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;felt empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And as we drove away I felt as if I had lost my beautiful mother all over again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday, Chris took me to close on my parent’s empty &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Paradise&lt;/st1:place&gt; home.&amp;nbsp; As we finished up the paperwork, the final passings on of the home, the new owners arrived to complete their transaction.&amp;nbsp; Our realtor encouraged me to meet them so that I could have that final closure.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were wonderful, kind people who were excited and happy to be moving in.&amp;nbsp; They promised me that they would take care of my mom’s home and respect and honor it and&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; hoped that their hopes and dreams would be fulfilled in that home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we left the title company, my tears began to dry and a sense of closure began to overwhelm me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I have hope.&amp;nbsp; A new door is opening… a new chapter in our lives.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, we love so so very much.&amp;nbsp; We are not moving on because we have forgotten you.&amp;nbsp; We are moving on in honor of you.&amp;nbsp; It is time for all of us to truly begin to live again.&amp;nbsp; We can hardly wait to feel your spirit in the gentle mountain breezes and on the snowflakes melting as they land on our noses.&amp;nbsp; We can hardly wait to hear your voice in the babbling of streams and the fluttering of hummingbird wings.&amp;nbsp; We look forward to living each moment to the fullest and enjoying every moment that we have together.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TRykIjXVgnI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/VxLTM48LrMo/s1600/apath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TRykIjXVgnI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/VxLTM48LrMo/s320/apath.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-49988135330770143?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/49988135330770143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/12/whenever-one-door-closes-i-hope-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/49988135330770143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/49988135330770143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/12/whenever-one-door-closes-i-hope-one.html' title='Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TRykIjXVgnI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/VxLTM48LrMo/s72-c/apath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-725336391667682736</id><published>2010-12-30T08:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T08:09:51.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>13131</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I was growing up, my favorite number was always Lucky 13!&amp;nbsp; Imagine my surprise when my favorite house in &lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Colorado&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;’s addresses was 13131!!!&amp;nbsp; What could be better than living in a home with TWO 13’s in the address… I sure hope that everything work outs with it and that our house buying trip is quick and painless!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-725336391667682736?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/725336391667682736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/12/13131.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/725336391667682736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/725336391667682736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/12/13131.html' title='13131'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-5922589653065753001</id><published>2010-12-15T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T17:38:36.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Written by Lilly at school this week.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQlRM-6O5kI/AAAAAAAAB_I/UXpRlPyU61o/s1600/SantaFace-a.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQlRM-6O5kI/AAAAAAAAB_I/UXpRlPyU61o/s200/SantaFace-a.gif" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you please get me and Ginger some winter cloths? &amp;nbsp;I made you a present it is on my tree. &amp;nbsp;I want a house. &amp;nbsp;But I also kind of don't because I will miss my friends and teachers. &amp;nbsp;And the most important thing that I want to get is to spend time with my family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lilly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQlRMcXyA2I/AAAAAAAAB_E/NUa2vx7sXVg/s1600/elf_at_mailbox.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQlRMcXyA2I/AAAAAAAAB_E/NUa2vx7sXVg/s200/elf_at_mailbox.gif" width="200" /&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/4853293117438963640-5922589653065753001?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/5922589653065753001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-santa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5922589653065753001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5922589653065753001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa,'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQlRM-6O5kI/AAAAAAAAB_I/UXpRlPyU61o/s72-c/SantaFace-a.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1978400495388697007</id><published>2010-12-14T10:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T10:22:14.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WINNER, WINNER, WINNER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could quite possibly be the proudest Mama around! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, I have three gorgeous, sweet, kind and ABSOLUTELY amazing kids. &amp;nbsp;They never cease to amaze me and while I am always proud of them... last week was a stellar week for my little Kofoeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilliana participated in the Storytelling UIL (University&amp;nbsp;Interscholastic&amp;nbsp;League)&amp;nbsp;competition. &amp;nbsp;She is very shy when she has to talk to adults but being the amazing young girl that she is, she stood before a judge, in a town an hour and a half away and retold a story that was read to her. &amp;nbsp;Although she was nervous and was at a disadvantage because she was the &lt;i&gt;very last student&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to retell the story, she did fantastic! &amp;nbsp;I had a great time travelling with her team and spending the day with her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeX3FmK4DI/AAAAAAAAB_A/kuEbl-oYhNs/s1600/DSC_0708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeX3FmK4DI/AAAAAAAAB_A/kuEbl-oYhNs/s320/DSC_0708.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week was also the school wide science fair. &amp;nbsp;Remember that my kids attend a school with an emphasis is science, math and engineering so the&amp;nbsp;competition&amp;nbsp;is always stiff! &amp;nbsp;On Thursday we found out that Cody had made it through the first round of elimination and on Friday we learned that Damian had also made it through to the next round. &amp;nbsp;On Saturday, the boys dressed up... fixed their hair and headed to the school for a morning of judging. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVT1SgQhI/AAAAAAAAB-0/FgP8G2rBmd0/s1600/Cody+sf1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVT1SgQhI/AAAAAAAAB-0/FgP8G2rBmd0/s320/Cody+sf1.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVZOt-h6I/AAAAAAAAB-4/X3KT23zD_Uk/s1600/Damian+sf1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVZOt-h6I/AAAAAAAAB-4/X3KT23zD_Uk/s320/Damian+sf1.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVee7WnnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/vcP0-ZQ7GWQ/s1600/Science+Fair+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVee7WnnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/vcP0-ZQ7GWQ/s320/Science+Fair+2010.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were finally able to talk to the boys around 12:45 and learned that while Cody felt that he did "awesome," Damian felt that he didn't get as much attention from the judges as other students did and was confident that he had not placed at all. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An hour later, we were sitting in the award ceremony (listening to Kimberly, our friend and neighbor, sing the national anthem).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeUqgksBAI/AAAAAAAAB-c/m8-iMTlta7g/s1600/all+three.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeUqgksBAI/AAAAAAAAB-c/m8-iMTlta7g/s320/all+three.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Shortly after, the special awards were given. &amp;nbsp;Cody was given a special award from ACME Robotics for his science fair project. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVCQJHXKI/AAAAAAAAB-o/GJEuZDTjOiE/s1600/awards1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVCQJHXKI/AAAAAAAAB-o/GJEuZDTjOiE/s320/awards1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris and I were thrilled that at least one of our boys was received an award. &amp;nbsp;They went through the elementary school&amp;nbsp;category&amp;nbsp;awards (3 categories and 3 places in each). &amp;nbsp;No award for Cody, but we were still stoked that he had been recognized for his hard work!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Next up were the middle school awards. &amp;nbsp;Physical science 3rd place, 2nd place, 1st place....... DAMIAN KOFOED!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVKDUC__I/AAAAAAAAB-s/oYhcKMHZu9c/s1600/awards2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVKDUC__I/AAAAAAAAB-s/oYhcKMHZu9c/s320/awards2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was SO shocked that he just sat there! &amp;nbsp;I had to give him a little shove before he got up and walked onto the stage to receive his award, and then Chris had to give ME a little shove so that I could get pictures! &amp;nbsp;We were so proud and it WAS a total shock as Damian had really felt that he wasn't placing! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last three awards were for the grand champions of high school, middle school and elementary school... for the projects that were the best projects overall in each "school." &amp;nbsp;Grand&amp;nbsp;champion&amp;nbsp;for elementary school- CODY KOFOED!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeUvFpVG8I/AAAAAAAAB-g/L2Ik-9sU1Nk/s1600/award4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeUvFpVG8I/AAAAAAAAB-g/L2Ik-9sU1Nk/s320/award4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVPQq8jPI/AAAAAAAAB-w/SXFCYnRXL2I/s1600/awards3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeVPQq8jPI/AAAAAAAAB-w/SXFCYnRXL2I/s320/awards3.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, one of the proudest parenting weeks so far! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeU2i0YbqI/AAAAAAAAB-k/YdMT5X4IcIs/s1600/award5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeU2i0YbqI/AAAAAAAAB-k/YdMT5X4IcIs/s400/award5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The boys with their principals.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1978400495388697007?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1978400495388697007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/12/winner-winner-winner.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1978400495388697007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1978400495388697007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/12/winner-winner-winner.html' title='WINNER, WINNER, WINNER!!!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TQeX3FmK4DI/AAAAAAAAB_A/kuEbl-oYhNs/s72-c/DSC_0708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-5645501049866694890</id><published>2010-11-01T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T09:54:13.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween and updates too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trick-Or-Treating was a blast, as always, in the Bluffs!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was reminded last night that it was our last one together!&amp;nbsp; So many families moving on this year!&amp;nbsp; We're all excited for the next great adventures but we are sure going to miss the SUPER fun Halloweens in San Antonio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next year, the kids will be trick-or-treating all bundled up!&amp;nbsp; I can hardly wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7QdihwQRI/AAAAAAAAB-I/4jzMy2EZ754/s1600/Freddie1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7QdihwQRI/AAAAAAAAB-I/4jzMy2EZ754/s400/Freddie1.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cody, as Freddie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7Qu-DH-eI/AAAAAAAAB-M/DlnV2bWgvxM/s1600/Zombie1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7Qu-DH-eI/AAAAAAAAB-M/DlnV2bWgvxM/s400/Zombie1.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lilly, our Zombie Princess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7RRMgmEwI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/xwqDjPqkfuc/s1600/ninja1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7RRMgmEwI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/xwqDjPqkfuc/s400/ninja1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Ninja Damian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7SDdmUAYI/AAAAAAAAB-U/MZDlK1n9VRA/s1600/halloween4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7SDdmUAYI/AAAAAAAAB-U/MZDlK1n9VRA/s400/halloween4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7S8fFoDFI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/boXQQ_KGUSs/s1600/halloween2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7S8fFoDFI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/boXQQ_KGUSs/s400/halloween2.jpg" width="323" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've been busy cleaning out the house, getting rid of "stuff" that we no longer need...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Packing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to sell Papa's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cody had his port removed about two weeks ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things went well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing new or interesting here, I guess that is a good thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-5645501049866694890?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/5645501049866694890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween-and-updates-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5645501049866694890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5645501049866694890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween-and-updates-too.html' title='Happy Halloween and updates too!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TM7QdihwQRI/AAAAAAAAB-I/4jzMy2EZ754/s72-c/Freddie1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4518400297464925862</id><published>2010-09-27T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T10:35:31.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A much needed update!</title><content type='html'>After Cody’s bout with aseptic meningitis, I wasn’t in the mood to blog about anything! My nerves were shot, my emotions raw…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody’s been very ill before but this was different, and it was scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After weeks of discussions with the doctors and several more weeks of fighting with insurance, Cody was finally approved for Hizentra, the newest brand of SCIG! Yesterday was our fourth week on it and we couldn’t happier! Cody spends about 2.5 hours a week receiving his immune globulin infusion- AT HOME, often times running around outside and enjoying life just as he normally would. We went from three entire days a month on 7,000ml of fluids, pre meds, infusion at the hospital, post meds (tons and TONS of post meds) to one 2.5 infusion a week…. With no need for even Tylenol or benadryl!!! In the matter of a month, Cody’s life has once again been changed for the better! A new lease on life for my precious middle child! Tomorrow we go in for our monthly check up and blood work where Cody will request to have his doctor allow him to get his port removed!!!!!! :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are doing really well! Enjoying school and excited about our big move! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…WAIT…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that I have been absent from the blog for a LONG time now! Yes, we are MOVING and couldn’t be happier! Chris is transferring to the Boulder, Colorado office of his company! It’s a big step up for him career wise and an awesome for us family wise! Chris has a sister and a niece in the Colorado area and I have many cousins, aunts and uncles there as well, not to mention some great friends too! We’ll be closer to New Mexico so we’ll be able to spend more time with Chris’s sister, brother-in-law and his mom and of course we’ll be much closer to my brother and his family! It’s going to be better for the kids and I too… this humidity and never-ending allergy season is wearing us all down! We are looking forward to fishing, hiking, camping… enjoying FOUR seasons and the mountains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s our big news! What else is there to talk about?!?!? Ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4518400297464925862?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4518400297464925862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/09/much-needed-update.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4518400297464925862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4518400297464925862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/09/much-needed-update.html' title='A much needed update!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3943116728057264603</id><published>2010-08-15T08:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T09:23:55.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If it had been Christians who bombed the World Trade Center, would there be any issues with building a church near by? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;terrorists&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who bombed the World Trade Center. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is so sad that after all this time, people are still lumping terrorists &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;Muslims together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the greatest people that I know are of the Muslim faith.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so grateful that my children are growing up in a multi cultural school where they see, first hand, how wonderful the world is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;According to the First Amendment of our Constitution, freedom of religion is a guaranteed right in this country.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And thus, it is my belief that Muslim's have the right to practice their religion wherever they chose to, including the private property in Manhattan, near Ground Zero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TGfrVpGKO0I/AAAAAAAAB94/fyDh2wbvuwM/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TGfrVpGKO0I/AAAAAAAAB94/fyDh2wbvuwM/s320/untitled.bmp" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cody, with one of his amazing teachers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3943116728057264603?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3943116728057264603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/08/ground-zero-mosque.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3943116728057264603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3943116728057264603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/08/ground-zero-mosque.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TGfrVpGKO0I/AAAAAAAAB94/fyDh2wbvuwM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1544983054381964358</id><published>2010-07-20T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T15:03:24.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick &amp; Questions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilly Bean is homesick.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's making my heart break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I talk to her I can hear her voice cracking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we Skype, I see her tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss her, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She misses her mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So last night I put together a care package and Chris shipped it out this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that perks her up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damian is having a blast!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves his uncle so much and enjoys spending time with his and his cousin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is such a sweet young man and I love talking to him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's great to hear his explanations and stories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They have been a busy while in New Mexico!&amp;nbsp; Playing with&amp;nbsp;their cousin, going to museums, riding the tram and rockclimbing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my kiddos and cannot wait until they come home.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next Monday seems like a long time still!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the mean time, I am questioning everything that I have done for Cody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that the IVIG has kept him healthy, boosted his bodies weakened immune system...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kept him alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now I find my self questioning IVIG.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ig is what he needs, for sure!&amp;nbsp; He cannot survive and live a quality life without it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But are we potentially causing him harm by doing IVIG vs. SCIG?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The more I research things, the more I wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like the world is resting it's girth on my shoulders today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet little boy is back at square one today with severe neck pain, stomach problems and fever.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He isn't drinking and is refusing to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has no color in his cheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His eyes are gray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's snuggled up in my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frustrated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Defeated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am overwhelmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to figure something out.&amp;nbsp; Please, PLEASE give me the strength and the courage to make decisions for Cody and trust in what I decide.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1544983054381964358?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1544983054381964358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/07/homesick-questions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1544983054381964358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1544983054381964358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/07/homesick-questions.html' title='Homesick &amp; Questions...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-6379449142699037491</id><published>2010-07-19T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T09:06:59.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oddly quiet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My house is rarely quiet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is always something going on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We usually have extra kids hanging out, playing and laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this morning, all I hear is the rumble of Maggie the Bloodhound's belly and the TV in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa, Damian and Lilly are in New Mexico, visiting Uncle Gavin, Aunt Katelyn and Brooklyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris is at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody is sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's oddly quiet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TERb6B8wSYI/AAAAAAAAB9w/kzUEEFSRAHk/s1600/0380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TERb6B8wSYI/AAAAAAAAB9w/kzUEEFSRAHk/s400/0380.jpg" width="400" /&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/4853293117438963640-6379449142699037491?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/6379449142699037491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/07/oddly-quiet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6379449142699037491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6379449142699037491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/07/oddly-quiet.html' title='Oddly quiet!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TERb6B8wSYI/AAAAAAAAB9w/kzUEEFSRAHk/s72-c/0380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-8321157051964836864</id><published>2010-07-18T14:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T14:11:30.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 years and 11 days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DOUBLE DIGITS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today, Cody turns the big&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1-0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;That's right ladies and gentlemen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My handsome man, with the amazing green eyes and blonde hair-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;the one with straight A's and an amazing passion for life is celebrating his 10th birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He's enjoying his mature presents, like the radio control&amp;nbsp;helicopter&amp;nbsp;and his first cell phone while loving his video games and Legos too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We're on day 11 of treatment/post treatment aseptic meningitis. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;7 out of the last 11 days have been spent on IV's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He's been so sick and this has honestly been a very draining, frightening, concerning week for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tonight is the last dose of solu-medrol and I am happy to say that I am finally beginning to see some improvement. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Today he can sit on the couch and play for a while without being in&amp;nbsp;excruciating pain. &amp;nbsp;He is able to hold down a little bit of food and he has some color back in his skin. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I cannot begin to explain the vast emotions that one feels when they have an extra special child like Cody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He and I have a bond far above and beyond a typical mother/son relationship... we work hard every single day to maintain his health and well-being, to keep him happy, healthy and alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He is the most courageous ten year old you could ever meet and I am so very honored to be his mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ten years ago, I gave birth to a 5lb. 3oz. 18" long, bald, beautiful little bundle of joy. &amp;nbsp;He has given me the ultimate gift- 10 years of love,&amp;nbsp;excitement&amp;nbsp;and adventure! &amp;nbsp;He has taught me so many lessons over the years... I am a far better, kinder, more compassionate person because of my sweet little boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thank you for the past ten years! &amp;nbsp;I cannot wait to see what the next decade has in store for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TENRw1PSvdI/AAAAAAAAB9o/dSH-TXaL6K4/s1600/DSC_0545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TENRw1PSvdI/AAAAAAAAB9o/dSH-TXaL6K4/s400/DSC_0545.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" 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Meningitis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As Cody's mom,&amp;nbsp;meningitis&amp;nbsp;has been one of my biggest fears, it's safe to say that I have had nightmares about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The doctors have warned of the serious&amp;nbsp;complications&amp;nbsp;that can come along with meningitis and being immune deficient. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First it was stomach pains, then a sore throat, aches and pains... which I shrugged off as a typical bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next it was a severe headache and neck pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When his fever began to rise, I started getting nervous and called Chris to tell him that I was going to call the doctor and asked him to come home so that he could sit with Cody while I ran to the store to get him some Gatorade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But by the time Chris got here, Cody had begun vomiting violently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He called our wonderful infusion nurse who told us to get in the car and come right over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After reviewing Cody's symptoms and lab work, Dr. A. told me that Cody indeed was being diagnosed with one of my biggest fears- Meningitis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully, Cody has Aseptic Meningitis, the most mild form of meningitis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's been back on IV fluids and medications (for pain and nausea) for about 24 hours now and we'll stay on everything for at least another 24 hours. &amp;nbsp;The pain and nausea has settled some but he's still feeling pretty punk. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully, my little guy is at home, snuggling with me and recovering from our first experience with meningitis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For my IVIG friends, aseptic meningitis is actually "common" in IVIG patients, post infusion, especially if you tend to have have migraines. &amp;nbsp;I found some interesting articles if you want me to pass them on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1705295176954435594?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1705295176954435594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/07/aseptic-meningitis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvb_q-MWI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/UE7dcfgSHJc/s1600/beach111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvb_q-MWI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/UE7dcfgSHJc/s320/beach111.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The water was so warm and the kids were in heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvpYyjaTI/AAAAAAAAB8w/2Zo5Jr7leHQ/s1600/DSC_0180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvpYyjaTI/AAAAAAAAB8w/2Zo5Jr7leHQ/s320/DSC_0180.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life doesn't get much better than splashing in the waves, playing in the sand and walking along the beach, collecting shells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvuOUX7UI/AAAAAAAAB84/gwZhfc2mM2A/s1600/DSC_0195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvuOUX7UI/AAAAAAAAB84/gwZhfc2mM2A/s320/DSC_0195.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvyuusNEI/AAAAAAAAB9A/6CVzCDojqTo/s1600/DSC_0201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvyuusNEI/AAAAAAAAB9A/6CVzCDojqTo/s320/DSC_0201.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyv_ZKEcgI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/oy2eF26pLn4/s320/DSC_0257.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvhUpMlyI/AAAAAAAAB8g/ucbPtMUzTM4/s1600/DSC_0158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvhUpMlyI/AAAAAAAAB8g/ucbPtMUzTM4/s320/DSC_0158.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDywHaJMiyI/AAAAAAAAB9g/bV3MQjLP5Ps/s1600/DSC_0272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDywHaJMiyI/AAAAAAAAB9g/bV3MQjLP5Ps/s320/DSC_0272.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2951976861328898378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2951976861328898378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/07/galveston.html' title='Galveston!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyvb_q-MWI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/UE7dcfgSHJc/s72-c/beach111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-2917362702033853537</id><published>2010-07-13T13:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T13:23:26.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Nerds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the weekend in Houston! &amp;nbsp;It was SO much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots and LOTS of time was spent at Space Center Houston! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyshOCpMRI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9vVw6jj74_o/s1600/nasa17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyshOCpMRI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9vVw6jj74_o/s400/nasa17.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seeing as how we have our very own "Rocket Scientist," we are all a little addicted to nerdy space stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDysqVO6vBI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/uohZvuaq6zU/s1600/nasa4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDysqVO6vBI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/uohZvuaq6zU/s400/nasa4.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time touring Johnson Space Center! &amp;nbsp;We got see the world's largest&amp;nbsp;astronaut&amp;nbsp;training facility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Rocket Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDys5_cFspI/AAAAAAAAB7o/-9-YK5xxIMM/s1600/nasa7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDys5_cFspI/AAAAAAAAB7o/-9-YK5xxIMM/s400/nasa7.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDysxp4Cx1I/AAAAAAAAB7g/TwAbDs8Pd24/s1600/nasa5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDysxp4Cx1I/AAAAAAAAB7g/TwAbDs8Pd24/s320/nasa5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Including the largest rocket ever made, the Saturn Rocket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDys_z1wooI/AAAAAAAAB7w/lKQGjaZRDtU/s1600/nasa8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDys_z1wooI/AAAAAAAAB7w/lKQGjaZRDtU/s400/nasa8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It'a HUGE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyuP6GeGMI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/fHqxSFG0pw0/s1600/nasa3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyuP6GeGMI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/fHqxSFG0pw0/s400/nasa3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Mission Control!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a fabulous time and we look forward to going back again in the near future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-2917362702033853537?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/2917362702033853537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/07/space-nerds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2917362702033853537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2917362702033853537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/07/space-nerds.html' title='Space Nerds!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TDyshOCpMRI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9vVw6jj74_o/s72-c/nasa17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-5918040093613723371</id><published>2010-06-15T12:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:19:03.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TBezo1Ja8cI/AAAAAAAAB7I/cwezyugUQEU/s1600/june2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TBezo1Ja8cI/AAAAAAAAB7I/cwezyugUQEU/s400/june2.jpg" width="321" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids are busy collecting snails,&amp;nbsp;caterpillars, butterflies and toads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and watching our friendly orb weaver who has made her home in the front yard shrubs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They've been playing with friends and having TONS of sleep overs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damian has recovered from summer camp (which was AWESOME) and has said goodbye to his good friend, Harrison, who is moving to Georgia (not so awesome).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody and Lilly have been swimming a lot and crafting up a storm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And all three of them have been hard at work on their summer homework and are enjoying their new gaming system!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot believe that the kids are three weeks into summer vacation all ready! &amp;nbsp;We better get a move on the fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow I think we'll head to the zoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-5918040093613723371?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/5918040093613723371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/06/kids-are-busy-collecting-snails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5918040093613723371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5918040093613723371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/06/kids-are-busy-collecting-snails.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TBezo1Ja8cI/AAAAAAAAB7I/cwezyugUQEU/s72-c/june2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1667347060100981279</id><published>2010-06-08T12:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T12:28:59.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As a parent, I try to make the best choices for my children, every single day.  Whether those choices are about the clothes that they wear, the food that they eat, the home that they live in, the friends that they have, the healthcare they receive or the education the receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best choice for me, and my family may not be the same for the next person but I respect each of them for their choices and decisions and hope that the same respect is shown for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved to San Antonio, Texas nearly six years ago from the small town of Los Alamos, New Mexico.  Growing up in Los Alamos; attending one of the top rated public school systems in the country and being a member of such a science based, well rounded, multi-faith and cultural community taught me to be a well rounded, excepting, kind human being.  It was extremely challenging for me to move from a small, intimate community to the seventh largest city in our nation but I set out to make the best choices for my children in our new home.  We searched for the right community that was family oriented and safe, and where we felt comfortable with the elementary school.  Next we looked for wonderful healthcare professionals and found the best care for all our children and in particular, our son who has health issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the next few years our children received an adequate education.  They enjoyed school and were at or above grade level, but something was holding them back.  My husband and I could see that their true potential was still waiting to be explored.  We had many small issues with the school and felt that our child’s medical issues were not dealt with in a manner that we completely agreed with.  We often talked about private school or even homeschooling and over the course of a year; I educated myself about the best schooling for our three children.  It was not something that my husband and I took lightly as our children’s educational foundation was hanging in the balance.   When it came down to decision time there was only one place for my children, Harmony Science Academy, San Antonio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2009-2010 school year was our first experience in Harmony Science Academy.  From the very first day of school, I knew that our children were in the right school.  Everyone, from the teachers to the nurse, to school administration listened to my concerns about my son and his medical needs.  They went above and beyond their requirements to help him feel comfortable with his situation and went out of their way to make sure that he would not fall behind when he was out of school for medical care, some of whom went as far to bring work to our home and tutor him from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children fit right into the school and their educational experiences have been the best that they have ever had!  Their grades improved, they worked harder, enjoyed learning more and became better rounded students.  They joined after school clubs (science club, robotics, ping pong, chess and cheerleading to name a few).  Their love for math and science blossomed and they soon wanted to spend their weekends doing experiments at home or watching their dad build satellites at his work.  Education went from a must do to an everyday, enjoyable part of life.  They are now little sponges, taking everything in and learning so much more than they ever did in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From having little focus on science in the elementary public school system, where there were no added projects or events outside the classroom; to making science, mathematics, engineering and technology focuses at Harmony Science Academy, where every student participates in science fairs as well as the opportunity to participate in robotic teams and Science Olympiad, Harmony Science Academy was a welcome change.&lt;br /&gt;All three of my children have received honor roll awards as well as citizenship awards.  My sixth grader placed 4th in the school science fair and received his first college scholarship from the University of Incarnate Word for his participation in the regional science fair.  Additionally, he and his teammate placed first in the Battery Buggy competition at the Science Olympiad regional competition and went onto compete in College Station at the state Science Olympiad competition in ornithology, battery buggy and shock value events.  My first grader participated in her first science fair and placed 2nd in her grade!  None of this would have been possible for them if they would have attended traditional public schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, my children (who will be going into 2nd grade, 5th grade and 7th grade this fall) are a part of a small, close nit group of students, k-12.  It is such an intimate educational experience where the younger children are mentored by the older children who set wonderful examples of character.  There is little to no bullying or fighting, and when there is, conflict it is promptly resolved.  The students are shown a great deal of respect and in turn they are very respectful of the school that they attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the public school system is very diverse, at Harmony Science Academy, the school embraces cultural and social diversity.  The school truly is a “melting pot” of families from around the world; educating students from different social, economical and cultural backgrounds.  My children are friends with children from all walks of life!  It is a wonderful experience to see children overlook poverty and riches, colors of skin, differences in dress and religion and come together as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful that there is an alternative to the traditional public school system and while Harmony Science Academy may not be right for everyone, I am happy to say that my husband and I made the best choice for our family, for our children and for their future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TA52ZmlPtNI/AAAAAAAAB64/1k4cPmEjJOM/s1600/harmony+photo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TA52ZmlPtNI/AAAAAAAAB64/1k4cPmEjJOM/s400/harmony+photo1.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/TA514TEd5pI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/1k2rJEB3AKI/s1600/harmony4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S_NWW7BlaYI/AAAAAAAAB4o/sZkV_KG09JU/s1600/DSC_0119-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S_NWW7BlaYI/AAAAAAAAB4o/sZkV_KG09JU/s400/DSC_0119-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's so hard to believe that next week Damian will be finished with 6th grade!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;He is so handsome.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mature.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Energetic.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Respectful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Intuitive.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Courteous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thoughtful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Intelligent.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amazing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;He is a wonderful friend, brother and son!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chris and I are so proud of him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-8248699835746387154?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/8248699835746387154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-big-man.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8248699835746387154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8248699835746387154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-big-man.html' title='My big man...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S_NWW7BlaYI/AAAAAAAAB4o/sZkV_KG09JU/s72-c/DSC_0119-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3039278675241400062</id><published>2010-05-10T13:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T13:45:54.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had a wonderful day yesterday! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chris and the kids bought me a new mountain bike and it rocks!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can hardly wait to get everyone out on a ride! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hTDLhG5oI/AAAAAAAAB4I/kk8-Eg67fbs/s1600/monarch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hTDLhG5oI/AAAAAAAAB4I/kk8-Eg67fbs/s400/monarch.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;We went out to my dad's house! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;He fixed an awesome lunch: steak, baked potatoes, salad and cake!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YUMMY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;We worked in his yard, trimmed some trees and an&amp;nbsp;oleander. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feed the deer, saw this beautiful little&amp;nbsp;caterpillar... who will one day become a graceful Monarch,&amp;nbsp;watched an awesome show on the&amp;nbsp;Icelandic&amp;nbsp;volcano...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;remembered my mom,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and headed home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was the perfect kind of day!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3039278675241400062?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3039278675241400062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3039278675241400062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3039278675241400062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hTDLhG5oI/AAAAAAAAB4I/kk8-Eg67fbs/s72-c/monarch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1021685312266138525</id><published>2010-05-10T13:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T13:23:39.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BMX'ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hOohY-dZI/AAAAAAAAB4A/e6ShRpJuaGU/s1600/codybmx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hOohY-dZI/AAAAAAAAB4A/e6ShRpJuaGU/s400/codybmx.jpg" width="367" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This dude is getting kind of crazy! &amp;nbsp;He comes in everyday with scrapes, bangs and bruises...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sore, but happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is a blast! &amp;nbsp;Fearless and fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to take his BMX'ing to the next level!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;become pro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(ha ha ha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1021685312266138525?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1021685312266138525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/05/bmxing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1021685312266138525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1021685312266138525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/05/bmxing.html' title='BMX&apos;ing'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hOohY-dZI/AAAAAAAAB4A/e6ShRpJuaGU/s72-c/codybmx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-8192455812608097414</id><published>2010-05-10T13:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T13:20:29.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Fair Winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hL902nFDI/AAAAAAAAB34/YbunP71Enbg/s1600/LILSF3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hL902nFDI/AAAAAAAAB34/YbunP71Enbg/s400/LILSF3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lilliana participated in her first science fair last week!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can Different Types of Soil Effect Tomato Plant Growth?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She worked very hard and took notes, even when she was recovering from her tonsillectomy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hL6ZW6g9I/AAAAAAAAB3w/DbDcNVWwzeA/s1600/LILSF2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hL6ZW6g9I/AAAAAAAAB3w/DbDcNVWwzeA/s400/LILSF2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And her hard work paid off!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She placed 2nd in her grade! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hL4B2KFDI/AAAAAAAAB3o/hstSYNYDOqA/s1600/LILSF1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hL4B2KFDI/AAAAAAAAB3o/hstSYNYDOqA/s400/LILSF1.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are soooo proud of our little Lilly!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-8192455812608097414?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/8192455812608097414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/05/science-fair-winner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8192455812608097414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8192455812608097414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/05/science-fair-winner.html' title='Science Fair Winner!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-hL902nFDI/AAAAAAAAB34/YbunP71Enbg/s72-c/LILSF3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1418482010463168311</id><published>2010-05-10T12:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:50:40.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerro Grande Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On May Day, 2000, Chris and I closed on our first home! &amp;nbsp;We were thrilled with our little quad! &amp;nbsp;It had so much charm! &lt;br /&gt;Since I was six months pregnant and chasing a toddler around, Chris’s family and our best friend Gabe helped us move in. &amp;nbsp;We had wonderful time settling in and everything seemed to be falling into place! &lt;br /&gt;That weekend, we decided to plant some grass seed and put up fencing in the yard. &amp;nbsp;Gabe, Gavin, Chris and my dad installed fencing while my mom and I played with Damian and chatted about how best to decorate my new home. &amp;nbsp;Later in the afternoon, I noticed a plume of smoke building over the mountain. &amp;nbsp;While we knew that there was a controlled burn going, we were certain that this did NOT look controlled. &amp;nbsp;My mom and I went into the house and turn the TV on. &lt;br /&gt;BREAKING NEWS&lt;br /&gt;Helicopter news crews were filming a massive plume of smoke. &amp;nbsp;The previously controlled had become erratic as the winds picked up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_pqqA_cI/AAAAAAAAB2g/7e4u-B93SPU/s1600/cerro+grand1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_pqqA_cI/AAAAAAAAB2g/7e4u-B93SPU/s400/cerro+grand1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As the &amp;nbsp;afternoon went on, the plume of smoke grew larger and larger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_rFuWyYI/AAAAAAAAB2o/0s0LiP4TOA0/s1600/cerro2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_rFuWyYI/AAAAAAAAB2o/0s0LiP4TOA0/s400/cerro2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The view from our home, Sunday, May 7th&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;May 7th: &amp;nbsp;By Sunday evening, Damian had developed a bad cough so Chris and I decided that it would be best for us to head down to my parents house. &lt;br /&gt;May 8th: &amp;nbsp;Chris and I both went on with our days at work. &amp;nbsp;Since we worked in the hospital and our offices were right next door to each other, we kept in constant contact. &amp;nbsp;Luckily, Los Alamos National Lab closed that day so both of my parents were home with Damian. &amp;nbsp;The smoke grew heavy, but everyone was assuring us that things would be okay. &amp;nbsp;They said that Los Alamos Canyon would act as a large fire break and hold the flames at bay. &amp;nbsp;We went back to my parents house that evening. &amp;nbsp;From their house, we had a perfect view. &amp;nbsp;When the sun went down, the sky glowed an eerie opaque orange and no matter where you were, the thick smoke filled your lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_xhgeZQI/AAAAAAAAB3I/0BUojwCACCs/s1600/cerro8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_xhgeZQI/AAAAAAAAB3I/0BUojwCACCs/s400/cerro8.jpg" width="336" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Water drop, near Los Alamos Canyon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;May 9th: &amp;nbsp;Everyone grew increasingly worried, there seemed to be so much tension in the air. &amp;nbsp;We still had patients to treat though and work kept us busy during the day. &amp;nbsp;That evening, Chris and I decided that we would stay at our home for the night while Damian stayed in White Rock. &amp;nbsp;I remember cracking the window in the bathroom because it was so hot that night. &amp;nbsp;While it was smoky, we slept fairly well… for a little while at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_s3jVNYI/AAAAAAAAB2w/a0Ji_wKMBCQ/s1600/cerro3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_s3jVNYI/AAAAAAAAB2w/a0Ji_wKMBCQ/s400/cerro3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smoke, looming over our home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;May 10th: &amp;nbsp;Chris ad I were awakened by the sound of his on call pager going off at 3:30 in the morning. &amp;nbsp;One of his oxygen patient’s was having concentrator issues and they had already (voluntarily) evacuated to a hotel in Pojoaque. &amp;nbsp;He, of course, had to leave me and went to help his patient and many more who were also having oxygen issues as well. &amp;nbsp;It was not until many hours later that I finally saw him at work. &amp;nbsp;I could tell that he was upset when I saw him. &amp;nbsp;Because of his position at the hospital, he was a member of a team that received the first word… Los Alamos was being evacuated, the fire had jumped Los Alamos Canyon. &amp;nbsp;He told me to drop everything at work and get to Damian and my parents in White Rock. &amp;nbsp;I had no clothes for Damian or I, our pets were at home and all of our belongings were being left behind, in our home that had only been ours for ten days. &amp;nbsp;Chris assured me that he would go home and get everything that we needed. &amp;nbsp;I cried all the way to my parents home… fearful for my husband who had to stay behind to help evacuate the hospital and heartbroken that I probably wouldn’t have a house in a few hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_uQrktaI/AAAAAAAAB24/wtYLNo67YMo/s1600/cerro5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_uQrktaI/AAAAAAAAB24/wtYLNo67YMo/s400/cerro5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The view from my mom and dad's house.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That afternoon, we went back and forth… from my mom and dad’s front yard to the television. Occasionally I would hear from Chris. &amp;nbsp;He and Gabe (who was a volunteer fire fighter), and some fire fighters were running to homes known to have oxygen tanks, trying to remove them so that they wouldn’t act as bombs while the fire fighters tried to fight the blaze. &amp;nbsp;His reports become more and more grim as the fire progressed. &amp;nbsp;He and other fire fighters, doctors and co workers watched from the ER deck as homes began to burn. &amp;nbsp;The trees were crowning, going up like matches. &amp;nbsp;His next report was that they had to leave the hospital and all fire fighters had been called off the front line. &amp;nbsp;They staged in the Griffith Gymnasium parking lot. &lt;br /&gt;By 10:00, the news reports were saying that the fire fighters had been pushed back as far as Fuller Lodge. &amp;nbsp;I had no idea where my husband or Gabe were… had something happened to them, were they safe? &amp;nbsp;By then, I had come to terms with the fact that my house was gone. &amp;nbsp;Shortly before midnight, Chris and Gabe finally made it my parents house! &amp;nbsp;I was so relieved to see Chris and know that he was safe. &amp;nbsp;It didn’t matter that our home was probably gone or that we had probably lost our worldly goods, we had each other, and we had Damian and our yet-to-be-born Cody! &amp;nbsp;I got Gabe and Chris settled in, said goodnight to my parents and sat up for a bit with Gavin. &amp;nbsp;We decided that we would watch the last news conference of the night and then head to bed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;May 11th: &amp;nbsp;Just after midnight, Gavin and I heard words that shocked and terrified us. &amp;nbsp;They were concerned about the safety of the residents of White Rock and the evacuees (there is only one road out of town and it was in danger of being consumed by fire) and were immediately evacuating the town of White Rock. &amp;nbsp;I immediately woke my parents up, they were shocked and heartbroken and quickly began a mad dash of gathering their most precious possessions and photographing the house. &amp;nbsp;I woke Gabe and then Chris… he had been awake for 21 hours straight, working extremely hard and was emotionally and physically exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey honey, they are evacuating White Rock NOW… Get up, we have to go!” &lt;br /&gt;His repsonse, “Nicole, that’s not funny,” and then rolled over and went back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;I had to have Gabe come and tell Chris in order for him to finally realize that it was serious.&lt;br /&gt;Chris, of course, could not come with me as he and Gabe had a responsibility to their patients. &amp;nbsp;We packed as much as we could into our cars, tucked Damian into his car seat and said goodbye to Chris and Gabe. &amp;nbsp;The usual 90 minute drive to Albuquerque took us nearly five hours that night. &amp;nbsp;Just after dawn, Gavin, my parents, Damian and I checked into a hotel. &lt;br /&gt;As day broke, we got our first aerial views of the fire… utter devastation. &amp;nbsp;We were so exhausted, so heartbroken, drained… We stared at the television, trying to make out the photographs, looking for any signs of Chris and I’s home. &amp;nbsp;My mom, who was coming down with pneumonia due to the smoke, stress and her weakened immune system, took me out for a while to try to get my mind off things. &lt;br /&gt;When we returned to the hotel a few hours later, my dad came running! &amp;nbsp;“I saw your house, it’s still standing!” &amp;nbsp;He assured me that our home was still standing, unable to talk to Chris, who was helping to care for patients at Los Alamos Medical Center’s staging area, I was overcome with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the next two weeks, we went from being evacuees in Albuquerque, to spending Mother’s Day at Cochiti Lake with Chris’s family, back to my parent’s home in White Rock and finally, to our own home in Los Alamos on May 26th. &amp;nbsp;We were among the final group of home owners allowed back into there standing homes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_wbwqV6I/AAAAAAAAB3A/FMvvTJfbVZA/s1600/cerro7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_wbwqV6I/AAAAAAAAB3A/FMvvTJfbVZA/s400/cerro7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just two days after the mass evacuation, Chris was allowed back into town for his job, the hospital is on the right.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Before our return home, Chris was able to return to Los Alamos for his work and fire fighters escorted him to our home. &amp;nbsp;HUGE embers, the size of my fist, littered our home… any one of which could have lead to the end of our home. &amp;nbsp;The window in our bathroom, which I had opened on our final night at home, showed evidence of water drops and slurry drops on our home, trying to save it from flames. &amp;nbsp;The toilet paper roll in the bathroom was scorched from the heat… ash, smoke and other damage was present, but our home stood. &lt;br /&gt;Many others were far less fortunate. &amp;nbsp;Just one street up from our home, houses were gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_7NzXAVI/AAAAAAAAB3g/L10X58ZOERc/s1600/cerro14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_7NzXAVI/AAAAAAAAB3g/L10X58ZOERc/s400/cerro14.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My best friend Gina’s childhood home was nothing more than a pile of ashes. &amp;nbsp;She and I cried together as we were allowed back onto her street, driving by and seeing her home… remembering the good times that we shared and the memories that were made in that home. &amp;nbsp;Friends, neighbors, co-workers… over 400 families left without homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_2s1Ye3I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/KixUTzjamCI/s1600/cerro9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_2s1Ye3I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/KixUTzjamCI/s400/cerro9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To this day, I can relive so many of those moments. &amp;nbsp;It seems impossible that 10 years have passed. &amp;nbsp;Our lives forever changed in those few short days… when something went terribly wrong with our little controlled burn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_5EhPuRI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/8xWmVE8BtWA/s1600/cerro10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_5EhPuRI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/8xWmVE8BtWA/s400/cerro10.jpg" width="400" /&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/4853293117438963640-1418482010463168311?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1418482010463168311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/05/cerro-grande-memories.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1418482010463168311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1418482010463168311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/05/cerro-grande-memories.html' title='Cerro Grande Memories'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S-g_pqqA_cI/AAAAAAAAB2g/7e4u-B93SPU/s72-c/cerro+grand1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3940073490326763725</id><published>2010-04-30T12:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T12:33:00.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The unknown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is a scary place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, I've been there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think, that until you have been there with a child, you can totally understand what it is like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For years I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;that there was something wrong with Cody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Something wasn't right. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And while doctors agreed, there wasn't that "smoking gun" that lead us to the culprit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was agonizing to know that that there was &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;wrong with him... and not have answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I never gave up and after what seemed like an eternity-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody was diagnosed with primary hypogammaglobulinemia just one week after I lost my mom to multiple myeloma. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was six and a half years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Six and a half years of unknowns... what ifs and endless possibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank God for a wonderful doctor who was finally able to put the pieces together and give us answers, treatments and hope after years of waiting on answers and watching our child suffer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9sTliRvukI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/_0h4xVpt_Ns/s1600/DSC_0545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9sTliRvukI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/_0h4xVpt_Ns/s400/DSC_0545.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother, Gavin, and his wife are currently going through their own "what ifs" and possibilities with their daughter. &amp;nbsp;It's stressful and it's agonizing. &amp;nbsp;Not knowing whether something&lt;b&gt; is&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;is not &lt;/b&gt;wrong with their child is terrible and I feel for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems like all to often, we are left hanging onto those questions. &amp;nbsp;I hope that they are able to find answers soon... I am so proud of them for advocating for my sweet little niece, for pushing for answers and not giving up on their "gut" instincts. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3940073490326763725?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3940073490326763725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/unknown.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3940073490326763725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3940073490326763725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/unknown.html' title='The unknown.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9sTliRvukI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/_0h4xVpt_Ns/s72-c/DSC_0545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1629509375325588047</id><published>2010-04-28T12:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:25:11.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Jeeps..... NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris loves Jeeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has since he was a little kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He used to have time to work on Jeeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we had kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Several years ago, he sold his baby (his rock crawling, mountain climbing, rolled and rebuilt blue CJ5).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever since then, he has had Jeep&amp;nbsp;withdrawals. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, about a year ago, he got rid of our perfectly practical Nissan Altima and bought an $800 "project" Jeep Cherokee. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This WONDERFUL&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;piece of junk&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jeep&amp;nbsp;has barely gotten him to and from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His co-workers call it the ghetto car-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don't even want to know what I call it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He doesn't have time to work on it, he's always busy at work or helping at the school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yesterday I wasn't at all surprised when he called to tell me that his starter had gone out at the gas station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went over, picked him up and brought him home...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got tools, changed clothes, bought parts and headed back to the gas station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a long while, &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;he finally got the starter replaced. &amp;nbsp;I helped him clean up and we headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since it isn't often that we get to spend the day together, we took advantage of our time together and talked on the phone while we drove our cars home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out of no where, my totally chill, mellow husband exclaims:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"CRAP!!!!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking something else had broken, I asked what was wrong now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His response:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I paid cash for the gas this morning and forgot to pump it!!!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HA HA HA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor guy, his Jeep was at the gas station for hours upon hours and he never did fill it up with the gas that he paid for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So at the end of the day.... my husband had his perfectly crappy project Jeep,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At home, with a new starter but an empty tank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think even HE is getting tired of his project!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1629509375325588047?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1629509375325588047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-jeeps-not.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1629509375325588047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1629509375325588047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-jeeps-not.html' title='I love Jeeps..... NOT!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-2869552284693062203</id><published>2010-04-22T11:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T12:00:47.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Splishin' and a Splashin' and IVIGin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody doesn't let much get him down! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday was IVIG infusion day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He came home..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;checked on his sister (who had just had her tonsils removed)&amp;nbsp;and headed over to his school to watch a talent show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The school that my children attend is a small K-12 school that is very close nit... therefore everyone knows and cares for everyone else. &amp;nbsp;All the middle and high school age girls who were at the school for the talent show all crowded around Cody and gave him LOADS of attention! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think he LOVED it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ha ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9B2GDRCWyI/AAAAAAAAB2I/__g6pSS7DSY/s1600/cody+playing+in+the+rain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9B2GDRCWyI/AAAAAAAAB2I/__g6pSS7DSY/s400/cody+playing+in+the+rain.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Drenched to the bone, toting his IV while giving his best Mary Poppins impression!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday, we had a &lt;b&gt;major&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;rain event! &amp;nbsp;It poured ALL day long! &amp;nbsp;The neighborhood kids were out in full force, jumping and splashing in the puddles. &amp;nbsp;Cody threw on his IV pack and his shoes, and out the door he went! &amp;nbsp;He joined right in, never giving his IV a thought! &lt;br /&gt;He cracks me up, blows me away and completely amazes me every single day!&lt;br /&gt;He never lets his immune system issues get him down or set him back!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, LOVE, LOVE him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9B2ulkYO7I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/UV52PlTM9O8/s1600/rainy+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9B2ulkYO7I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/UV52PlTM9O8/s400/rainy+day.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Isak, Kimberly, Aaron, Pat, Owen and Damian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for the pictures Cheryl! &amp;nbsp;They are great!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-2869552284693062203?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/2869552284693062203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/playing-in-rain-with-iv.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2869552284693062203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2869552284693062203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/playing-in-rain-with-iv.html' title='Splishin&apos; and a Splashin&apos; and IVIGin&apos;'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9B2GDRCWyI/AAAAAAAAB2I/__g6pSS7DSY/s72-c/cody+playing+in+the+rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1610651734378074019</id><published>2010-04-22T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:03:07.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing my boys safe travels and good luck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9Bv8hKdeBI/AAAAAAAAB2A/LsHBEWj0rpQ/s1600/batterybuggy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9Bv8hKdeBI/AAAAAAAAB2A/LsHBEWj0rpQ/s400/batterybuggy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Damian, Adrian and Chris making some adjustments to their battery buggy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damian and Chris are heading to Texas A&amp;amp;M, along with the rest of their Science Olympiad Team this afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so excited for my boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am wishing the LOADS of luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1610651734378074019?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1610651734378074019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/wishing-my-boys-safe-travels-and-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1610651734378074019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1610651734378074019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/wishing-my-boys-safe-travels-and-good.html' title='Wishing my boys safe travels and good luck!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9Bv8hKdeBI/AAAAAAAAB2A/LsHBEWj0rpQ/s72-c/batterybuggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-2581886903303647494</id><published>2010-04-22T10:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:21:16.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Point.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9BkXUHcHLI/AAAAAAAAB1w/J3WL-zAQIAo/s1600/Lillytonsil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9BkXUHcHLI/AAAAAAAAB1w/J3WL-zAQIAo/s400/Lillytonsil.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The turning point,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;has got to be close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are at day #6 now...&lt;br /&gt;And we were told that days 5-7 would be the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I would agree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pain is very intense... Lilly is miserable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She can feel the scabs beginning to pull away (gross, I know).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hopefully the pain will ease when they are gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But until then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're snuggling and napping.&lt;br /&gt;Sipping &lt;s&gt;hot&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;warm chocolate and eating pudding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9BkZed7FSI/AAAAAAAAB14/AWi4pChe90Q/s1600/flower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9BkZed7FSI/AAAAAAAAB14/AWi4pChe90Q/s400/flower.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And waiting for a chance to go enjoy the beautiful flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And play outside before summer arrives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-2581886903303647494?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/2581886903303647494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/turning-point.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2581886903303647494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2581886903303647494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/turning-point.html' title='Turning Point.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S9BkXUHcHLI/AAAAAAAAB1w/J3WL-zAQIAo/s72-c/Lillytonsil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-5858853428708379375</id><published>2010-04-19T14:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:25:09.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit from Flat Stanley...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you have kids, you know Flat Stanley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right, the boy who was flattened in his sleep, by a falling bulletin board!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course Flat Stanley has made the best of his FLAT state and has had some great adventures,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;like helping nab art&amp;nbsp;thieves&amp;nbsp;and sneaking into locker rooms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Flat Stanley came to visit us for a school project that our friend, Mikey, was working on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilly helped Flat Stanley get dressed in some awesome Texas garb!&lt;br /&gt;We ate some tasty Tex-Mex and visited the Alamo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to look at bluebonnets but poor Flat Stanley sneezed the whole trip! &amp;nbsp;He was totally allergic to the &lt;i&gt;nasty&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;oak pollen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8ysoXJURiI/AAAAAAAAB1A/vqM_vX6FHPo/s1600/DSC_0708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8ysoXJURiI/AAAAAAAAB1A/vqM_vX6FHPo/s400/DSC_0708.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flat Stanley went to school with the kids and did something that not many kids get to do... he went to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Turkish class&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; with Cody and learned to speak a few words in Turkish! &amp;nbsp;Hopefully he remembered to tell Mikey "Merhaba! Nasalsin?" when he got back to class!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(that means, "Hello! &amp;nbsp;How are you?")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8ysgWx4CuI/AAAAAAAAB04/b9q3QHC7C_Y/s1600/DSC_0706-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8ysgWx4CuI/AAAAAAAAB04/b9q3QHC7C_Y/s400/DSC_0706-1.JPG" width="321" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just saw that he was recently visiting my friend, Tiffany, in Australia too! &amp;nbsp;That Flat Stanley is a super-duper busy kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8ystVqpU6I/AAAAAAAAB1I/XIiOoDoAS-Y/s1600/DSC_0711-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8ystVqpU6I/AAAAAAAAB1I/XIiOoDoAS-Y/s400/DSC_0711-1.JPG" width="321" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that someday, you all get to spend a day or two with this oober awesome, totally flat kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-5858853428708379375?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/5858853428708379375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/visit-from-flat-stanley.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5858853428708379375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5858853428708379375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/visit-from-flat-stanley.html' title='A visit from Flat Stanley...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8ysoXJURiI/AAAAAAAAB1A/vqM_vX6FHPo/s72-c/DSC_0708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1433588757618976058</id><published>2010-04-19T13:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:22:01.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy.</title><content type='html'>Nana taught us many lessons during her time on Earth and over the weekend, my precious Lilliana proved that Nana’s legacy lives on in her family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly has been in bed pretty much the entire time that she has been home from the hospital. &amp;nbsp;She hasn’t felt well and has only wanted to lie in bed and cuddle with her mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday evening, a few hours after we got home from the hospital, we learned that our friend and neighbor had lost her mom after a long, courageous battle with cancer. &amp;nbsp;I didn’t say anything to Lilly Friday evening but she overheard me talking about Miss Susan on Saturday so she knew that her mom, and her children’s “Nana,” had passed away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly- in her tiny, sore, delicate little voice said, “Mommy, can I please go give Miss Susan a hug?” &amp;nbsp;I picked Lilly up and carried her to Miss Susan, who lives two doors down. &amp;nbsp;Lilly wrapped her arms around Miss Susan and while no words were said, I know how much meaning was held in that embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Lilly finished hugging Miss Susan, we headed home. &amp;nbsp;Wiped out from her little excursion, I cradled Lilly until she fell asleep, tears streaming down my face, pride overwhelming me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My six year old little girl put her own pain aside and comforted a grown woman. &amp;nbsp;No words can describe how proud and I honored I am of Lilly, or my boys. &amp;nbsp;They are truly genuine, good hearted, amazing little souls who have been taught to be gracious, kind, empathetic, wonderful human beings… and I know that my mom is surely watching over them, honored to have grandchildren who are carrying on her legacy, one random act of kindness at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8ylsAkd-cI/AAAAAAAAB0w/ub3MwU0Pygc/s1600/lilly471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8ylsAkd-cI/AAAAAAAAB0w/ub3MwU0Pygc/s400/lilly471.jpg" width="400" /&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/4853293117438963640-1433588757618976058?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1433588757618976058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/legacy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1433588757618976058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1433588757618976058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/legacy.html' title='Legacy.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8ylsAkd-cI/AAAAAAAAB0w/ub3MwU0Pygc/s72-c/lilly471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-6022561024907878752</id><published>2010-04-18T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T09:46:26.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonsillectomies and IVIG and rain, OH MY!</title><content type='html'>It was a difficult week… the anticipation of Lilly’s surgery was slowly gaining speed throughout the week and by the time Thursday arrived her little nerves had had it. &amp;nbsp;She cried and cried AND cried! &amp;nbsp;We took a late night trip to the store, to pick out a new stuffy (so she had something to snuggle with in the OR) and we stopped at McDonald’s to get a Happy Meal so she could eat one more time.&lt;br /&gt;We just knew that Friday morning was going to be horrible but to our most pleasant surprise, Lilliana woke in excellent spirits! &amp;nbsp;She was all smiles and never, not one time, showed any fear or reluctance as the morning went on. &lt;br /&gt;Chris and Papa dropped Damian off at school and headed to the hospital for Cody’s IVIG treatment (yes, IVIG day for Cody and a tonsillectomy for Lilly in one day)! &amp;nbsp;Chris helped get Cody and Papa settled in at treatment, spoke with Dr. P. and after Cody’s first bottle of IVIG was hooked up, Chris headed to the opposite side of the hospital just in time to meet Lilly and I and head back to pre op. &amp;nbsp;The three of us colored, chatted &amp;amp; giggled for a bit… and Lilly seemed fearless when they told us that it was time to say goodbye. &amp;nbsp;We exchanged kisses and told her that we would be waiting for her in post op (and they did take us straight over to a parent waiting area inside the post op room, it was really nice to be right there).&lt;br /&gt;The 30 minutes that the doctor had “allotted” came and went, 35 minutes, 40 minutes…&lt;br /&gt;Just before the 45th minute, we heard our little precious little girl crying just as the ENT came and spoke with us. &amp;nbsp;He said that Lilly’s tonsils “had been through the trenches,” that they looked terrible, were riddled with infection and that we were lucky that they had been removed before they caused any further damage. &amp;nbsp;He went on to say that he adenoids were also extremely large and upon the removal of those, her sinuses began to drain so he did a few extra procedures; flushed out and drained her sinuses. &amp;nbsp;He said that her recovery would be more difficult than most tonsillectomies due to the poor state of her tonsils when they were removed (not to mention the extra procedures they did).&lt;br /&gt;It has been a really difficult few days for us and we watch Lilly go through this. &amp;nbsp;Each day (we are only now beginning day 3) is getting worse for her… today she is in a lot of pain, is scared and tired of feeling bad. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, the doctor said that it progressively worse for the first 5-7 days before beginning to improve.&lt;br /&gt;On a bright note… We have been having some MUCH needed rain! &amp;nbsp;It seems that my focus on Lilly allowed Cody (IV and all) to talk me into playing outside with his brother and neighborhood friends yesterday…. So the boys spent nearly the entire day outside; playing in the rain, splashing in puddles and having rainy day picnics with their friends.&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining today, looks like a beautiful Sunday here in San Antonio… Lilly and I are going to enjoy the day from my bed! &amp;nbsp;We opened the blinds and are watching a squirrel run back and forth on the fence while the boys go to work with Chris for a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-6022561024907878752?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/6022561024907878752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/tonsillectomies-and-ivig-and-rain-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6022561024907878752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6022561024907878752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/tonsillectomies-and-ivig-and-rain-oh-my.html' title='Tonsillectomies and IVIG and rain, OH MY!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-2696199018134662339</id><published>2010-04-08T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:04:27.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody and Lilly are both sick. &amp;nbsp;Cody is fighting a deep seated sinus infection along with horrible allergies and Lilly has strep throat for the third time in seven weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S738bxGfBTI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/mXxGCrBLe0Q/s1600/c568.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S738bxGfBTI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/mXxGCrBLe0Q/s400/c568.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But little slows them down. &amp;nbsp;Cody has been through soooo much in his life that a deep seated sinus infection and horrible allergies do little to drag him down. &amp;nbsp;He is amazing! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S738e_Cnc5I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/KNPt2hnEGOU/s1600/c592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S738e_Cnc5I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/KNPt2hnEGOU/s400/c592.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there is poor little Lilly... she's been dealing with a lot of strep throat since she started kindergarten. &amp;nbsp;Now she's 3/4 of the way through 1st grade and she has had strep throat six times since school started, three times in the last seven weeks. &amp;nbsp;Thank goodness she will be getting her tonsils out a week from tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S738ijQP3qI/AAAAAAAAB0g/HxK1w-XqhT8/s1600/c587.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S738ijQP3qI/AAAAAAAAB0g/HxK1w-XqhT8/s400/c587.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damian is not as into climbing as these two are.... He climbs&amp;nbsp;occasionally&amp;nbsp;but Cody and Lilly are on the "wall" every chance they get. &amp;nbsp;I am not trying to brag BUT they are amazing! &amp;nbsp;I cannot even begin to tell how awesome they are at climbing! &amp;nbsp;They are tough, fearless and strong! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S738mj0xgEI/AAAAAAAAB0o/i4wcxo0O7DY/s1600/c599.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S738mj0xgEI/AAAAAAAAB0o/i4wcxo0O7DY/s400/c599.jpg" width="320" /&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/4853293117438963640-2696199018134662339?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/2696199018134662339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/climbing-sick.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2696199018134662339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2696199018134662339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/climbing-sick.html' title='Climbing sick.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S738bxGfBTI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/mXxGCrBLe0Q/s72-c/c568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-6730544359391263807</id><published>2010-04-08T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T08:52:55.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Willow City Loop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Dad and I spent a wonderful day together! &amp;nbsp;We traveled Northwest, to Willow City and drove the scenic loop. &amp;nbsp;The weather was terrible; gray, rainy, foggy... in fact it was so dark at 9:00 in the morning that it looked more like dusk than mid morning. &amp;nbsp;We began to think that maybe we had picked the wrong day to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73MzCcdZiI/AAAAAAAAByg/pxaP1IKMrFk/s1600/willow067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73MzCcdZiI/AAAAAAAAByg/pxaP1IKMrFk/s400/willow067.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The further we went, the better the weather got. &amp;nbsp;By the time we reached Willow City, the blue sky was beginning to peak through the clouds above. &amp;nbsp;And then, we realized that we could not have picked a better day for our adventure. &amp;nbsp;Around every corner and over every hill, the views got more and more beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73M7fYFhsI/AAAAAAAAByo/cXsfwERRmCk/s1600/willow151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73M7fYFhsI/AAAAAAAAByo/cXsfwERRmCk/s400/willow151.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never, in my life, have I seen such an abundance of wildflowers. &amp;nbsp;They were cascading down the hill sides, carpeting every inch of the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73ND45hN1I/AAAAAAAAByw/oapkEdC7Uwo/s1600/willow135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73ND45hN1I/AAAAAAAAByw/oapkEdC7Uwo/s400/willow135.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yellow, pink, white, blue, orange, purple and every shade in between! &amp;nbsp;The colors were so vivid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73NLGP3IXI/AAAAAAAABy4/yplw3_RN20Q/s1600/willow179.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73NLGP3IXI/AAAAAAAABy4/yplw3_RN20Q/s400/willow179.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Lilly has strep throat again, she was able to go with us. &amp;nbsp;It's so wonderful to listen to my six year old talk about, and appreciate, the beauty that surrounded her. &amp;nbsp;She and Papa had discussions about the bluebonnets and how they are built specifically for bees... It was so awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73NduAT3PI/AAAAAAAABzQ/MNGG_2-qr5o/s1600/willow266.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73NduAT3PI/AAAAAAAABzQ/MNGG_2-qr5o/s400/willow266.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the three of us had a wonderful, fantastic, educational, perfect day together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73NTehAkdI/AAAAAAAABzA/ZDR9ebLGQrU/s1600/willow242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73NTehAkdI/AAAAAAAABzA/ZDR9ebLGQrU/s400/willow242.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The photographs are pretty but until you have been there, in the ocean of wildflowers, you just don't truly understand and appreciate the beauty&amp;nbsp;surrounding&amp;nbsp;you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73NleEt5UI/AAAAAAAABzY/pYb4wckBubQ/s1600/willow269.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73NleEt5UI/AAAAAAAABzY/pYb4wckBubQ/s400/willow269.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sounds of the tree rustling in the wind, the birds singing, the streams dancing along, the frogs croaking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;surrounded&amp;nbsp;by beauty-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt so alive and so at peace with the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73NX7J41II/AAAAAAAABzI/i9vqc5eO5dY/s1600/willow255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73NX7J41II/AAAAAAAABzI/i9vqc5eO5dY/s400/willow255.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, one of the most perfect days that I have ever spent in Texas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-6730544359391263807?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/6730544359391263807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/willow-city-loop.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6730544359391263807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6730544359391263807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/willow-city-loop.html' title='Willow City Loop'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S73MzCcdZiI/AAAAAAAAByg/pxaP1IKMrFk/s72-c/willow067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-44930041992198810</id><published>2010-04-05T12:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:11:49.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quietly Blogging.</title><content type='html'>I have a lot to say about my mom but it isn't always easy to talk to my kids about her... because I do, sometimes cry and I do not want them to think that it makes me sad to talk about her.&lt;br /&gt;I want them to listen to these stories and really know and understand the woman that she was. &amp;nbsp;She was simply amazing and I just &lt;i&gt;have to&lt;/i&gt; keep her memory alive.&lt;br /&gt;I feel silly always writing about her on this blog, so I began another blog, that you can read&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://rememberingnanabird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you so choose to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-44930041992198810?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/44930041992198810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/quietly-blogging.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/44930041992198810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/44930041992198810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/04/quietly-blogging.html' title='Quietly Blogging.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-7936064637249981065</id><published>2010-04-05T11:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:12:52.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime in Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGZp55KsI/AAAAAAAABxs/kL9R1oYDOCw/s1600/wf318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGZp55KsI/AAAAAAAABxs/kL9R1oYDOCw/s320/wf318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Springtime in the Hill Country is the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGkxJ9UYI/AAAAAAAABx8/1f5NaWVRkKw/s1600/wf313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGkxJ9UYI/AAAAAAAABx8/1f5NaWVRkKw/s320/wf313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weather is PERFECT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oF-cTxrWI/AAAAAAAABw8/38Bk9YrppjI/s1600/wf347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oF-cTxrWI/AAAAAAAABw8/38Bk9YrppjI/s320/wf347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the flowers are beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGRDfUhlI/AAAAAAAABxc/TbtJGYHU4so/s1600/wf327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGRDfUhlI/AAAAAAAABxc/TbtJGYHU4so/s320/wf327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ladybird Johnson would be proud this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGAhd0irI/AAAAAAAABxE/xd3zGOKkbc8/s1600/wf345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGAhd0irI/AAAAAAAABxE/xd3zGOKkbc8/s320/wf345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is times like this, when Texas is at its most beautiful, that I am honored to live here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGHrfQOkI/AAAAAAAABxM/LsSAyXf8UBA/s1600/wf340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGHrfQOkI/AAAAAAAABxM/LsSAyXf8UBA/s320/wf340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Generation after generation of flower lovers in my family has led us to three little Kofoed's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who are constantly pointing out beautiful patches of wildflowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGeN_xDhI/AAAAAAAABx0/rmOYs_AetgY/s1600/wf314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGeN_xDhI/AAAAAAAABx0/rmOYs_AetgY/s320/wf314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom would be so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish that she were here to enjoy this spring &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;her grandkids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oF62S_NwI/AAAAAAAABw0/3-b8Z_61jOE/s1600/wf349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oF62S_NwI/AAAAAAAABw0/3-b8Z_61jOE/s320/wf349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And-&lt;br /&gt;I wish that Mother Nature could ask springtime to hang on for a little while longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGNmsb6oI/AAAAAAAABxU/zUyibzh1XA8/s1600/wf330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGNmsb6oI/AAAAAAAABxU/zUyibzh1XA8/s320/wf330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we will enjoy every moment of it, while spring is here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGWD8U_9I/AAAAAAAABxk/wpnSN9fFQvw/s1600/wf324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGWD8U_9I/AAAAAAAABxk/wpnSN9fFQvw/s320/wf324.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/4853293117438963640-7936064637249981065?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oGZp55KsI/AAAAAAAABxs/kL9R1oYDOCw/s72-c/wf318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3600049612373368184</id><published>2010-04-05T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:42:05.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oCtCHR6jI/AAAAAAAABws/ddn-kU0ISfo/s1600/easter356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oCtCHR6jI/AAAAAAAABws/ddn-kU0ISfo/s400/easter356.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had such a nice Easter weekend! &amp;nbsp;On Friday we spent the day with family, visiting the Witte Museum and the Riverwalk. &amp;nbsp;Damian, Cody and Lilly all had a blast playing with Jaz and Alex and the rest of the Trujillo family! &amp;nbsp;It was nice to have them here and I know that Damian really appreciated it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate was the "word of the day" on Saturday! &amp;nbsp;Damian, Chris and I spent a good portion of the day selling chocolate for the Science Olympiad team... only a few more weeks until we head to state... then it was home to spend some time with Cody and Lilly, chillin' out on the couch and watching a movie or two!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had a wonderful Easter! &amp;nbsp;An Egg hunt with the Trujillo's and then off to Papa's house for a relaxing afternoon at the lake! &amp;nbsp;Papa cooked a wonderful lunch- Nana would have been proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='Easter!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7oCtCHR6jI/AAAAAAAABws/ddn-kU0ISfo/s72-c/easter356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1431522173389269238</id><published>2010-04-01T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:24:15.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildflowers and Emily Dickinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NATURE, the gentlest mother, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Impatient of no child, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The feeblest or the waywardest,— &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her admonition mild&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7Vdf9oEOCI/AAAAAAAABvU/gXsiHYrPFgU/s1600/wf108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7Vdf9oEOCI/AAAAAAAABvU/gXsiHYrPFgU/s320/wf108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In forest and the hill&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By traveller is heard,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7Vdid9qXfI/AAAAAAAABvc/SZU765p_k_o/s1600/wf110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7Vdid9qXfI/AAAAAAAABvc/SZU765p_k_o/s320/wf110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Restraining rampant squirrel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or too impetuous bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VdniTwqZI/AAAAAAAABvk/I-bvh6BHFL0/s1600/wf111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VdniTwqZI/AAAAAAAABvk/I-bvh6BHFL0/s320/wf111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How fair her conversation, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A summer afternoon,—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VdsMF3drI/AAAAAAAABvs/X6jmO1mvLOQ/s1600/wf116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VdsMF3drI/AAAAAAAABvs/X6jmO1mvLOQ/s320/wf116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her household, her assembly; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And when the sun goes down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VdzRzk27I/AAAAAAAABv0/Jtp7BwqRF4c/s1600/wf123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VdzRzk27I/AAAAAAAABv0/Jtp7BwqRF4c/s320/wf123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her voice among the aisles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Incites the timid prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7Vd74tpbMI/AAAAAAAABwE/ScwQe7J-5rM/s1600/wf144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7Vd74tpbMI/AAAAAAAABwE/ScwQe7J-5rM/s320/wf144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of the minutest cricket,         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most unworthy flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7Vd_p6yS9I/AAAAAAAABwM/SgSaINXxVeo/s1600/wf161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7Vd_p6yS9I/AAAAAAAABwM/SgSaINXxVeo/s320/wf161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When all the children sleep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She turns as long away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VeBuZy0dI/AAAAAAAABwU/DoajNCvanIs/s1600/wf162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VeBuZy0dI/AAAAAAAABwU/DoajNCvanIs/s320/wf162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As will suffice to light her lamps; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, bending from the sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VeGKF5_PI/AAAAAAAABwc/aiq9qUmPgdE/s1600/wf170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VeGKF5_PI/AAAAAAAABwc/aiq9qUmPgdE/s320/wf170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With infinite affection &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And infiniter care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VeJOQFijI/AAAAAAAABwk/_z7uL3DqwXg/s1600/wf173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7VeJOQFijI/AAAAAAAABwk/_z7uL3DqwXg/s320/wf173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her golden finger on her lip, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wills silence everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emily Dickinson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1431522173389269238?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S7Vdf9oEOCI/AAAAAAAABvU/gXsiHYrPFgU/s72-c/wf108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3293397972555682325</id><published>2010-03-29T18:10:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:32:36.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?</title><content type='html'>A week ago I cried tears of joy and relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthcare reform had passed and the pre-existing “issues” were out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody would continue to be insured, no matter what, regardless of his primary hypogammablogulinemia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGE &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, while reading the Denver Post, I came across this article&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.denverpost.com/ci_14776059"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(That you can red by clicking here)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, "Insurers See Law Differently on Coverage for Kids with Pre-existing Conditions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Simply appalling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe how money hungry, insensitive and heartless these insurance companies can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I am not surprised that only a week into healthcare reform, those slimy bastards are bending and shaping the law to deny CHILDREN coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our children, the future of our country, being denied coverage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nine year old little boy; brilliant, joyful, empathetic, full of life… &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; be denied insurance coverage because his immune system doesn’t work quite right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tens of thousands of children, in similar situations as Cody…&lt;br /&gt;families worrying about their children’s healthcare coverage because insurance companies care more about profit than the well-being of these little angels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whether you agree with healthcare reform or not, you have to admit that the denial of healthcare coverage to children is sickening.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3293397972555682325?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-5993160699877896363</id><published>2010-03-22T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:17:52.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>See you later....</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;alligator&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;spring break!&lt;br /&gt;It was fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;No alarm clocks...&lt;br /&gt;Late night movies and games...&lt;br /&gt;Snuggling under the covers as long as we wanted!&lt;br /&gt;A little time to catch up with friends!&lt;br /&gt;A trip (or two) to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;It was relaxing,&amp;nbsp;rejuvenating and oh so needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S6eXXUnpeLI/AAAAAAAABu0/B_RPqyzLlLM/s1600-h/zoo54.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/see-you-later.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5993160699877896363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5993160699877896363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/see-you-later.html' title='See you later....'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S6eXXUnpeLI/AAAAAAAABu0/B_RPqyzLlLM/s72-c/zoo54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-582975424227894120</id><published>2010-03-19T11:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:13:21.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Friday at Dr. P's</title><content type='html'>Today is treatment day.&lt;br /&gt;Cody is sleeping peacefully while I watch the IVIG solution in the glass bottle slowly drain into his body.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. P and I discussed Cody's post treatment migraines and came up with a game plan.&lt;br /&gt;Extra Toradol at home tonight and again in the morning should do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are crossed for that!&lt;br /&gt;He also took extra blood today: strep tests, blood cultures, ect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary hypogammablobulinemia isn't much fun.&lt;br /&gt;But things could be so much worse. &lt;br /&gt;He is really fortunate to have an amazing doctor who listens and treats Cody as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks for patients who do not receive the same support that we do...&lt;br /&gt;Like my amazing friend in Australia who's daughter also suffers from an immune system deficiency.&lt;br /&gt;You can read her blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.mythreeringcircus.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Her daughter is so sick, and it just doesn't seem fair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish every child had a doctor as wonderful as our doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-582975424227894120?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/582975424227894120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-another-friday-at-dr-ps.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/582975424227894120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/582975424227894120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-another-friday-at-dr-ps.html' title='Just another Friday at Dr. P&apos;s'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-6127035234379413807</id><published>2010-03-15T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T10:44:51.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paxton can't have all the fun-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55S1OwUPiI/AAAAAAAABuU/TsCVHqAmVMQ/s1600-h/pugs643.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55S1OwUPiI/AAAAAAAABuU/TsCVHqAmVMQ/s320/pugs643.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Here she is, playing with her&amp;nbsp;squeaky sheep)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55Spy7zs6I/AAAAAAAABt8/cy6tpAHZeGo/s1600-h/ginger617.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55Spy7zs6I/AAAAAAAABt8/cy6tpAHZeGo/s320/ginger617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Ginger, listening to her mommy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55SvSAsw6I/AAAAAAAABuE/OwDYRsvYkQQ/s1600-h/pugs623.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55SvSAsw6I/AAAAAAAABuE/OwDYRsvYkQQ/s320/pugs623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Ginger and Paxton romping around)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55SwvNaH4I/AAAAAAAABuM/wMXsE0vRUC0/s1600-h/pugs635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55SwvNaH4I/AAAAAAAABuM/wMXsE0vRUC0/s320/pugs635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ATTACK)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55S5aGwlBI/AAAAAAAABuc/D4GlImmqSZc/s1600-h/pugs649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55S5aGwlBI/AAAAAAAABuc/D4GlImmqSZc/s320/pugs649.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Can you believe the size difference)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-6127035234379413807?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/6127035234379413807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/paxton-cant-have-all-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6127035234379413807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6127035234379413807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/paxton-cant-have-all-fun.html' title='Paxton can&apos;t have all the fun-'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55S1OwUPiI/AAAAAAAABuU/TsCVHqAmVMQ/s72-c/pugs643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3595508980871548952</id><published>2010-03-15T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T10:23:59.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pug in the Tub.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paxton is obsessed with water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He plays in the sprinkler, bites at the hose while I am watering and even swims in the pool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but his biggest water obsession has got to be the &lt;b&gt;bathtub!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The begs to get in, anytime there is water in the tub-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and as soon as we get out, he jumps in!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few nights ago, I filled the tub up with bubbles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I needed to relax a little before bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the entire time I "relaxed" in the tub,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a little pug stood at the tub,&amp;nbsp;whimpering&amp;nbsp;and begging to jump in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As soon as I got out, I made Chris bring me my camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had never played in a bubble bath before!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55Q7WZ4EVI/AAAAAAAABts/iVXOA6JqCiw/s1600-h/Paxton1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S55Q7WZ4EVI/AAAAAAAABts/iVXOA6JqCiw/s400/Paxton1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3595508980871548952?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3595508980871548952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/pug-in-tub.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3006130898809454144</id><published>2010-03-07T19:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:09:01.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids sat down at the kitchen table to do their homework while Chris and I ran to the grocery store real quick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;call me when I leave them home so I wasn't surprised when my cell phone begin to chime at me. &lt;br /&gt;The voice on the other end of the line was not that of either boy however!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5RXi4qW1iI/AAAAAAAABtc/Xb1AV4UHerk/s1600-h/homework1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5RXi4qW1iI/AAAAAAAABtc/Xb1AV4UHerk/s400/homework1.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lilly: "Hi Mom!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: "Hi Lilly!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lilly: "Mom, I am &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;totally confused&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, can you help me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mom: "Sure Lilly, what's going on babe?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lilly: "Well, I am doing this math problem. It says to color in 1/4 of the pizza... but there are 8 pieces, and I am not sure how to do that."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5RXnYFP2tI/AAAAAAAABtk/U2tVldgcrzE/s1600-h/Homework2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5RXnYFP2tI/AAAAAAAABtk/U2tVldgcrzE/s400/Homework2.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While Chris drove home, I explained to Lilly how to divide the pizza up in half, and then in half again. &amp;nbsp;She colored in her two slices of pizza and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Okay mom, thanks for your help! &amp;nbsp;Bye!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My sweet-as-sugar six year old totally rocked and made my day with her maturity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3006130898809454144?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3006130898809454144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3006130898809454144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3006130898809454144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/confused.html' title='Confused!!!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5RXi4qW1iI/AAAAAAAABtc/Xb1AV4UHerk/s72-c/homework1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-7171331699878913315</id><published>2010-03-07T19:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:15:19.078-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabid Pug???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were all relaxing upstairs in the game room for a little bit before cleaning up after dinner this evening when we heard a strange sound coming from the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were all up with us and the&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;dinner cleaner upper&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;bloodhound&amp;nbsp;was lying on the floor next to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rather puzzled, Chris and I decided that we needed to go investigate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THIS&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;is what we found!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5RUY-xxPiI/AAAAAAAABtU/0SDXZd_icpg/s1600-h/pug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5RUY-xxPiI/AAAAAAAABtU/0SDXZd_icpg/s400/pug.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A pug who &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;likes sour cream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-7171331699878913315?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/7171331699878913315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/rabid-pug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7171331699878913315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7171331699878913315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/rabid-pug.html' title='Rabid Pug???'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5RUY-xxPiI/AAAAAAAABtU/0SDXZd_icpg/s72-c/pug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-2899727869946873504</id><published>2010-03-04T20:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:13:01.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ Skype!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;My dad is in New Mexico this week. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;He is having a blast with Brooklyn, Gavin and Katelyn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;AND SO ARE WE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Papa took his new laptop and it has a webcam.... YAY for Skype!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;We've been chatting with Brooklyn all week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I love seeing Brooklyn and watching her interact with her cousins! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5BmCyXxplI/AAAAAAAABtM/ghyZpymNffQ/s1600-h/skype.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5BmCyXxplI/AAAAAAAABtM/ghyZpymNffQ/s400/skype.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She likes to tell us what a lion says... and enjoys saying:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Awesome"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hola"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hi Lilly"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Baby"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and many other cute little phrases!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her cousins are in love with her and their current ability to chat online!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow is Papa's last day in New Mexico...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so now we'll have to talk Gavin and Katelyn into getting a webcam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-2899727869946873504?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/2899727869946873504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-skype.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2899727869946873504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2899727869946873504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-skype.html' title='I ♥ Skype!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S5BmCyXxplI/AAAAAAAABtM/ghyZpymNffQ/s72-c/skype.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1461287987689612326</id><published>2010-03-04T10:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:25:03.041-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been so over the top here.... If you don't laugh-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You won't just cry, you'll have an emotional breakdown!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;No sugar coating it here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Things have been rough. &amp;nbsp;I know some people don't want to hear about it and quiet frankly, I don't care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;My blog is about the Good, the Bad &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; the Ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;This is Chris's Facebook status update from the weekend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Chris Kofoed-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;while waiting in the car for my wife in urgent care with bronchitis and a separated rib from coughing, with Lilly who had strep last week and Damian who has a bum knee and is on crutches, Cody who has a fractured elbow decided to throw up everywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Yep... That's right. &amp;nbsp;A whole lot has been going on here! &amp;nbsp;Thank goodness for the ultra fabulous husband who took care of a son with a knee brace and crutches, a daughter with strep throat, a son with a fractured ulna (slipped on bloodhound slobber on the kitchen floor) who puked his guts out while coming down with strep throat and a wife who had bronchitis and was coughing so hard that she fractured a rib and separated her&amp;nbsp;cartilage. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;We are hoping that by getting all of this out of the way early in the year, we will be entitled to enjoy the remainder of it healthy!&amp;nbsp; Spring break is around the corner- we aren’t going anywhere!&amp;nbsp; I think we will spend the week at home, enjoying a mostly healed and healthy family!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/4853293117438963640-1461287987689612326?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1461287987689612326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-so-over-top-here-if-you-dont.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1461287987689612326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1461287987689612326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-so-over-top-here-if-you-dont.html' title='It&apos;s been so over the top here.... If you don&apos;t laugh-'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-2045010576183293928</id><published>2010-03-04T10:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:04:41.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO THE STATE COMPETITION BABY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_W_cX3LbI/AAAAAAAABs0/xyHbpUoshr8/s1600-h/science3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_W_cX3LbI/AAAAAAAABs0/xyHbpUoshr8/s320/science3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Their first run of the competition)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All of Coach Chris's dedication and a lot of hard work from the team has paid off!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Battery Buggy teams from Harmony Science Academy-San Antonio, placed 1st and 2nd in their regional competition! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_W6OkmR5I/AAAAAAAABss/ZVmsNSJujf8/s1600-h/science4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_W6OkmR5I/AAAAAAAABss/ZVmsNSJujf8/s320/science4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Damian and Adrian lining up their buggy during the competition)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are so proud of the Science Olympiad team and are especially proud of Chris, Damian and his teammate, Adrian, who placed FIRST in the Battery Buggy competition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Harmony Science Academy-San Antonio placed 3rd overall and has earned their place in the state Science Olympiad&amp;nbsp;competition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_XmVppuaI/AAAAAAAABs8/XKsbGM-wTWY/s1600-h/science1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_XmVppuaI/AAAAAAAABs8/XKsbGM-wTWY/s320/science1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Damian, at home with his buggy and his medal)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_Xvv7Tf4I/AAAAAAAABtE/34b9Ic_lCtA/s1600-h/science2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_Xvv7Tf4I/AAAAAAAABtE/34b9Ic_lCtA/s320/science2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Chris and Damian holding onto Damian's first place medal!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-2045010576183293928?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/2045010576183293928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/movin-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2045010576183293928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2045010576183293928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/movin-on.html' title='Movin&apos; On!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_W_cX3LbI/AAAAAAAABs0/xyHbpUoshr8/s72-c/science3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3437908822391271640</id><published>2010-03-04T09:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:05:30.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We’d be lost with our puppies!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;They are our entertainment, our comfort, our protectors, our friends and our family!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_QOHYAAII/AAAAAAAABsk/-_mhOgRgl2s/s1600-h/bwmaggie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_QOHYAAII/AAAAAAAABsk/-_mhOgRgl2s/s320/bwmaggie.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/4853293117438963640-3437908822391271640?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3437908822391271640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/dog-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3437908822391271640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3437908822391271640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/03/dog-days.html' title='Dog Days.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4_QOHYAAII/AAAAAAAABsk/-_mhOgRgl2s/s72-c/bwmaggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-8148677554644836453</id><published>2010-02-23T16:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:27:33.011-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that what I think it is???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Could it be? &amp;nbsp;Are you sure?? REALLY???&lt;br /&gt;We have lived in San Antonio for over five years now and I have never seen a single flake of snow fall from the sky in all those years... &lt;b&gt;Until today that is&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It certainly wasn't a mountain snow storm like back home in New Mexico...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It didn't last long BUT today, for a few brief minutes, we had a sleet and snow mix!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty exciting for the people of South Texas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RTD9nYu9I/AAAAAAAABsU/mv-Es6wVguc/s1600-h/SNOW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RTD9nYu9I/AAAAAAAABsU/mv-Es6wVguc/s400/SNOW.jpg" width="400" /&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/4853293117438963640-8148677554644836453?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/8148677554644836453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-that-what-i-think-it-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8148677554644836453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8148677554644836453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-that-what-i-think-it-is.html' title='Is that what I think it is???'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RTD9nYu9I/AAAAAAAABsU/mv-Es6wVguc/s72-c/SNOW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1748194231337390329</id><published>2010-02-23T16:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:19:08.127-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouldering Adventures....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... from the game room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RPxy5r1gI/AAAAAAAABr0/FL5PthtU5eo/s1600-h/acodyandlil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RPxy5r1gI/AAAAAAAABr0/FL5PthtU5eo/s320/acodyandlil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We still aren't done, there's tons to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But everyday-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Two little Kofoed's are busy climbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RQBBf8F2I/AAAAAAAABsM/mTvKL5xA-ko/s1600-h/acjcrack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RQBBf8F2I/AAAAAAAABsM/mTvKL5xA-ko/s400/acjcrack.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;monkeying around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RPryhqciI/AAAAAAAABrs/QYcYkgEzONA/s1600-h/acjandlil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RPryhqciI/AAAAAAAABrs/QYcYkgEzONA/s400/acjandlil.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stretching and swinging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RPryhqciI/AAAAAAAABrs/QYcYkgEzONA/s1600-h/acjandlil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RP1ofzdkI/AAAAAAAABr8/tVh7iKuBd2c/s1600-h/acodystretching.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RP1ofzdkI/AAAAAAAABr8/tVh7iKuBd2c/s400/acodystretching.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gripping and reaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RP7WJk05I/AAAAAAAABsE/dKeP8IjqkKc/s1600-h/aclimblil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RP7WJk05I/AAAAAAAABsE/dKeP8IjqkKc/s400/aclimblil.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting stronger and stronger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laughing and Thriving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1748194231337390329?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1748194231337390329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/bouldering-adventures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1748194231337390329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1748194231337390329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/bouldering-adventures.html' title='Bouldering Adventures....'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4RPxy5r1gI/AAAAAAAABr0/FL5PthtU5eo/s72-c/acodyandlil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-7818526934706351511</id><published>2010-02-21T11:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T11:10:16.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"How far you go in life depends on you being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant of the weak and the strong. Because someday in life you will have been all of these."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;George Washington Carver&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fo7j91fXI/AAAAAAAABrk/Uq_sTZnknOk/s1600-h/pine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fo7j91fXI/AAAAAAAABrk/Uq_sTZnknOk/s400/pine.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-7818526934706351511?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/7818526934706351511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/lessons_21.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7818526934706351511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7818526934706351511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/lessons_21.html' title='Lessons.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fo7j91fXI/AAAAAAAABrk/Uq_sTZnknOk/s72-c/pine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4884094713106065528</id><published>2010-02-21T10:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T10:26:03.898-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Afternoon Pictures....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from the front yard!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilliana wanted her hair done a "certain" way yesterday. &amp;nbsp;She cracks me up, totally growing up and letting me know what she does or does not like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FdBywNsHI/AAAAAAAABrU/YX_WYrulBEw/s1600-h/Lillysitting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FdBywNsHI/AAAAAAAABrU/YX_WYrulBEw/s320/Lillysitting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A picture of her cute little hairdo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fc8lFqm7I/AAAAAAAABrM/Qt8juahAmZE/s1600-h/LillyLou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fc8lFqm7I/AAAAAAAABrM/Qt8juahAmZE/s320/LillyLou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Striking a pose.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fc4D-cM1I/AAAAAAAABrE/mLI2kDWq8ck/s1600-h/Lillybean.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fc4D-cM1I/AAAAAAAABrE/mLI2kDWq8ck/s320/Lillybean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acting like a little diva!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FcuIloS4I/AAAAAAAABq0/d0yAkD3ETA0/s1600-h/Lil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FcuIloS4I/AAAAAAAABq0/d0yAkD3ETA0/s320/Lil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trying to find shapes in the clouds.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fc0D_tc5I/AAAAAAAABq8/wbMOOtzbYQs/s1600-h/Lilliana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fc0D_tc5I/AAAAAAAABq8/wbMOOtzbYQs/s320/Lilliana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our super cute little girl!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was great to see Damian up and around after such a rough couple of weeks. &amp;nbsp;While he still has a ways to go, he is looking more and more like himself every day! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fbo5k80hI/AAAAAAAABqs/hJlZB5rzHtU/s1600-h/Damian4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fbo5k80hI/AAAAAAAABqs/hJlZB5rzHtU/s320/Damian4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Check out the cast he's been lugging around for the past few weeks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FbfG_ktWI/AAAAAAAABqc/g-V0JVGzuDI/s1600-h/Damian+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FbfG_ktWI/AAAAAAAABqc/g-V0JVGzuDI/s320/Damian+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Excited that the pain is decreasing, could this be the end of the cast???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fbjqe4K6I/AAAAAAAABqk/aGcmLyGRZjY/s1600-h/Damian3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fbjqe4K6I/AAAAAAAABqk/aGcmLyGRZjY/s320/Damian3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"X" marks the spot!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody was hamming it up for us yesterday, goofing around the front yard and being his typical goofy self!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FazCNZzjI/AAAAAAAABqU/wxagJY66_UI/s1600-h/Cody11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FazCNZzjI/AAAAAAAABqU/wxagJY66_UI/s320/Cody11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Way up high in the tree! &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fanrj6jRI/AAAAAAAABqE/HFQfyOKH-JI/s1600-h/Cody22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4Fanrj6jRI/AAAAAAAABqE/HFQfyOKH-JI/s320/Cody22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hey Mom, take a picture of this!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FavSFSpiI/AAAAAAAABqM/MSqbhVt6_WA/s1600-h/Cody33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FavSFSpiI/AAAAAAAABqM/MSqbhVt6_WA/s320/Cody33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Take one of me jumping!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4884094713106065528?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4884094713106065528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturday-afternoon-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4884094713106065528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4884094713106065528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturday-afternoon-pictures.html' title='Saturday Afternoon Pictures....'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FdBywNsHI/AAAAAAAABrU/YX_WYrulBEw/s72-c/Lillysitting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-7847630864239709803</id><published>2010-02-21T09:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T13:27:44.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Stand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids have been working really hard on their first big group projects in school. &amp;nbsp;We had a few weekends where Cody and Damian both had their friends over to work on them! &amp;nbsp;It was really interesting to watch the kids work together and see their projects come together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FIQIMmAcI/AAAAAAAABps/JG2HDJPTUG0/s1600-h/SS+projects.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FIQIMmAcI/AAAAAAAABps/JG2HDJPTUG0/s320/SS+projects.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some of the projects on display in the Lobby of the school. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cody's is the one in the lower left corner.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cody and his friend, Mostofa, worked on a project about the Caddo Indians. &amp;nbsp;They made pottery, arrowheads, and a display that included Caddo huts and handmade trees. &amp;nbsp;They even showed videos and listened to music during their presentation! &amp;nbsp;It was really great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FIZQYD6bI/AAAAAAAABp0/noOd6FdkYTY/s1600-h/Cody%27s+SS+project.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FIZQYD6bI/AAAAAAAABp0/noOd6FdkYTY/s320/Cody%27s+SS+project.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cody's project on display in the school lobby.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Damian and his friends, Alyssa, Harrison and Adrian, worked on a project about the Texas Coastal Plains. &amp;nbsp;Their project was more challenging as it was difficult to find specific information about the Coastal Plains. &amp;nbsp;After a lot of research and some hard work, their project came together really well! &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FH-pGAo8I/AAAAAAAABpc/bLOgHKT6hP8/s1600-h/Damian%27s+SS+Project.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FH-pGAo8I/AAAAAAAABpc/bLOgHKT6hP8/s320/Damian%27s+SS+Project.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damian's project, on display in the school lobby.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FLFyy4cgI/AAAAAAAABp8/6HZVHhBJNHg/s1600-h/Alyssa+with+SS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FLFyy4cgI/AAAAAAAABp8/6HZVHhBJNHg/s320/Alyssa+with+SS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alyssa with their project.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Now it’s onto a huge math project that will include the building of the Roman Colosseum for Damian and his friend, Adrian! &amp;nbsp;This one should be really interesting! &amp;nbsp;I’ll let you know how it goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-7847630864239709803?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/7847630864239709803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/texas-stand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7847630864239709803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7847630864239709803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/texas-stand.html' title='Texas Stand!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S4FIQIMmAcI/AAAAAAAABps/JG2HDJPTUG0/s72-c/SS+projects.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4360537309578301848</id><published>2010-02-20T14:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:09:45.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookin' it...</title><content type='html'>...Out the door! &lt;br /&gt;We’ve been cooped up for the past few days! &amp;nbsp;Damian still isn't up to doing too much so we are heading to the book store! &amp;nbsp;A little nerdy, I know- but we all like reading A LOT and have gone through everything in the house!&lt;br /&gt;It's great to see that all three children reading so much and enjoying themselves! &amp;nbsp;Lilly-bean is soooo cute, she can finally pretty well without help so she reads to us all the time! &amp;nbsp;We just listen to "There's a Wocket in My Pocket" and Hop on Pop". &amp;nbsp;When she reads anything with an exclamation point at the end, the sentence is read really LOUDLY!&lt;br /&gt;Cody has been reading the Harry Potter series and just finished the first Twilight book and Damian is reading the Percy Jackson &amp;amp; the Olympians series although the boys don't have as much time to read casually because now they are reading novels at school which is also so much fun! &amp;nbsp;They always think the books they have to read at school aren't going to be good but in they end they always love them!&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I are just so impressed with them and love to just sit back and take it all in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4360537309578301848?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4360537309578301848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/bookin-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4360537309578301848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4360537309578301848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/bookin-it.html' title='Bookin&apos; it...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1587867549360724649</id><published>2010-02-19T08:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:52:36.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S36hD99I_xI/AAAAAAAABpU/_09wQvwh38Q/s1600-h/DSC_0875.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S36hD99I_xI/AAAAAAAABpU/_09wQvwh38Q/s320/DSC_0875.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Anniversary Chris.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am honored to be your wife.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you for sharing your life with me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today, as I do every day, I am celebrating our love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You me the world to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;XoXo, Me&lt;/i&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/4853293117438963640-1587867549360724649?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1587867549360724649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/ten-years.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1587867549360724649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1587867549360724649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/ten-years.html' title='Ten Years.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S36hD99I_xI/AAAAAAAABpU/_09wQvwh38Q/s72-c/DSC_0875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-7910804042134349309</id><published>2010-02-19T08:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:31:25.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;exhausted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I have not slept well in nearly a month.&amp;nbsp; My mind won’t shut off, I don’t have a break. I rarely sleep and what little sleep I am graced with is done with one eye open. I am haunted in my dreams by a boy, desperately needing his mother’s help and the mother not being able to help him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;overwhelmed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I don’t think that people really understand… what it is like to have a child who has special needs.&amp;nbsp; It’s intense, to say the least.&amp;nbsp; For the past month he’s been fighting a serious infection- few people know about it or even ask how things are going- it’s just everyday life for him.&amp;nbsp; We’ve been fighting with pharmacies to get his medications and keep him from getting a secondary infection.&amp;nbsp; It’s a lot to deal with but normally I do just fine with it… but this hasn’t been a normal month.&amp;nbsp; For the last three weeks, I have watched my &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;healthy&lt;/i&gt; son endure excruciating pain, physical exhaustion and now a terrible respiratory infection.&amp;nbsp; It’s difficult enough to watch one child go through struggles but when you have two children, dealing with intense medical issues… its rough.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;horrible.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;At being a mom sometimes.&amp;nbsp; I try to make the right decisions for my children but sometimes I screw up.&amp;nbsp; I felt like scum yesterday when our pediatrician told me that I was pushing Damian too hard through this injury.&amp;nbsp; I was told that my sweet little boy could end up in the hospital because his injured, exhausted body didn’t have enough strength to fight his bronchitis.&amp;nbsp; I know that I was pushing him to get back to school… but he’s been out of school SO much over the past three weeks that I thought by telling him to call me when he needed to come home, I was doing the right thing.&amp;nbsp; I guess it wasn’t though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;dumbfounded!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;We’ll say “people” just don’t get it.&amp;nbsp; There are some who lose their tempers and get upset over the lamest things!&amp;nbsp; Seriously, I’d give anything to be dealing with their minor issues, yet they feel like it’s the end of the world!&amp;nbsp; Then there are the &lt;s&gt;family&lt;/s&gt; “people” who don’t even bother to check on our kids.&amp;nbsp; I could care less how they feel about me or Chris but it sure is sad to see &lt;s&gt;some family&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;“people” who just act like they don’t give a damn about these amazing little souls.&amp;nbsp; Then there are the “people” who are just oblivious to it all!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;hopeful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I know that things will get better, that this is just a low point.&amp;nbsp; I know that overall, Cody is doing amazingly well and that his &lt;s&gt;deep seated infection &lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;bacterial&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;infection will get better.&amp;nbsp; I know that Damian &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; recover from his knee injury and in a few days (with the much needed rest) he will recover from his bronchitis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;grateful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Things could be SO much worse!&amp;nbsp; I know that the little issues that we deal with as a family are minute in comparison to sooooo many other issues.&amp;nbsp; I am truly blessed to have my three children.&amp;nbsp; They amaze me every single day.&amp;nbsp; I am their mommy because I was meant to be.&amp;nbsp; Nothing else in the world makes me more proud.&amp;nbsp; Damian, Cody and Lilly are perfect in every way…. They wouldn’t be them if any of this was any other way.&amp;nbsp; I am grateful for the lessons that they teach me every single day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;loved.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am sourrounded by amazing people.&amp;nbsp; Family: my husband, children, father, brother, sister-in-law… they are perfection.&amp;nbsp; I have friends who are more a part of my family than some of our own family.&amp;nbsp; I wake up each morning to smiling faces, hugs and kisses…. LOVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;human.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I am someone who can have a rough moment or two… feel sorry for myself for a little while and then realize that everything will be alright. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-7910804042134349309?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/7910804042134349309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7910804042134349309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7910804042134349309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am.html' title='I am.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-309289140314831558</id><published>2010-02-09T10:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:15:20.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damian and the very sore knee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was a big day for Damian. &amp;nbsp;He went back to school for the first time since his injury. &amp;nbsp;I waited and waited all day for a phone call from him but he totally toughed it out. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I picked him up from school, he looked terrible! &amp;nbsp;He was beyond exhausted, in tremendous pain and just 100% overwhelmed. &amp;nbsp;He had fallen towards the end of the day, thankfully he had a friend/book carrier/hall helper with him so he wasn’t alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got out of the car, he could barely make it up the driveway ad into the house… he made it to the couch just before he burst into tears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the night trying to make him comfortable and get the pain under control and were so grateful when he wrapped his full leg cast around a body pillow and fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is home with me today, taking it easy and resting up. &amp;nbsp;I think that he will be able to return to school tomorrow and just do half days the rest of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His teachers, school administration and classmates are being really good to him; helping him however they can and being very understanding of his situation. &amp;nbsp;If you haven’t heard me mention it before, let me tell you, we absolutely LOVE Harmony! &amp;nbsp;Damian, Cody and Lilly couldn’t be in a better school!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-309289140314831558?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/309289140314831558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/damian-and-very-sore-knee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/309289140314831558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/309289140314831558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/damian-and-very-sore-knee.html' title='Damian and the very sore knee.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-6040723593018231107</id><published>2010-02-06T09:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:10:08.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"If I Could Only Fly"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister-in-law’s family is a musical one!&amp;nbsp; Her aunts and her dad are particularily talented!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They all sang at&amp;nbsp;sang at&amp;nbsp;Gavin and Katelyn's&amp;nbsp;wedding, which was the first time I had the pleasure of hearing&amp;nbsp;them sing. I love her dad's voice and since we are not often in New Mexico, I don’t have many opportunities to listen to him so I am grateful that Katelyn has started making videos so we can her him from afar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning she posted a video that few words could describe. It profoundly touched me and so I asked her if I could share it on my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Jim Shinas and his redition of “If I Could Only Fly” and the video was created in my mom’s memory. Many of the photographs are Katelyn’s from our family trip to “Nana’s Meadow” last summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Katelyn, it’s simply beautiful. I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yPjDgIXyvts&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yPjDgIXyvts&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-6040723593018231107?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/6040723593018231107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-i-could-only-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6040723593018231107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6040723593018231107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-i-could-only-fly.html' title='&quot;If I Could Only Fly&quot;'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4468413251430798045</id><published>2010-02-05T23:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T23:16:51.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTED: climbing shoes and crash pads!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chris is deep into the process of building our climbing wall!&amp;nbsp; It's coming together really well and is going to be sooooo much fun!&amp;nbsp;Cody and Lilly are having a great time helping and are climbing on the partially finished wall every chance they get!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2z5a7FYaNI/AAAAAAAABpM/ZBD3ApKFO_g/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2z5a7FYaNI/AAAAAAAABpM/ZBD3ApKFO_g/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a few picture of our wall in progress.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WANTED: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Climbing Holds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crash Pads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Climbing Shoes for the kids&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;REI, where are you when we need you???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4468413251430798045?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4468413251430798045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/wanted-climbing-shoes-and-crash-pads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4468413251430798045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4468413251430798045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/wanted-climbing-shoes-and-crash-pads.html' title='WANTED: climbing shoes and crash pads!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2z5a7FYaNI/AAAAAAAABpM/ZBD3ApKFO_g/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1697163716884894852</id><published>2010-02-05T22:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T09:25:05.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damian and the Great Bone Marrow Injury</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, after A LOT of effort, we finally learned the extent of Damian’s injury. Thankfully we have found out&amp;nbsp;that all of the soft tissues (ACL, MCL, meniscus, ect.)&amp;nbsp;are fine! This is a huge relief because we didn’t want him to have to deal stability issues until his growth plates fused and he was able to have reconstructive surgery. BIG sigh of relief there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bad news is that Damian has a serious bone marrow contusion with edema. This is a compression injury to the bone where the hard boney structure is not injured but the marrow inside is. This is where the blood supply and nerves are located within the bone. It is swelling and there is no place for the pressure to release. These injuries are among the most painful injuries that you can experience and can take a very long to heal (a typical injury lasts 4-6 month and some&amp;nbsp;can take&amp;nbsp;12-18 months to heal). They are treated as a fracture, because it is a serious injury to the bone. Luckily the boney structure is intact and so he will be able to bare weight when the pain subsides. Hopefully the injury will heal on it’s own and no long term damage will be done to the bone marrow… I could write about what COULD happen but we just aren’t worrying about that right now and are instead thinking positive and hoping that in a week or two the pain will begin to subside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We may be heading in as soon as tomorrow to have a cast put on his leg… Monday at the very latest. At least we know what he’s facing and we’re ready to get the comfort and healing on the right track!&lt;br /&gt;****UPDATE****&lt;br /&gt;It's 9:15 on Saturday morning and Damian had a terrible night.&amp;nbsp; He's now at the orthopedic surgeon's office, getting his leg casted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1697163716884894852?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1697163716884894852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/damian-and-great-bone-marrow-injury.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1697163716884894852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1697163716884894852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/damian-and-great-bone-marrow-injury.html' title='Damian and the Great Bone Marrow Injury'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-6938801564441744926</id><published>2010-02-03T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:30:03.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously? Do you ever wonder how soooooo many things end up on your plate?&amp;nbsp; Why it seems like you get dished the yucky stuff?&amp;nbsp; I totally feel that way sometimes!&amp;nbsp; Seems like one of our kids always has something going on.... we get one "better" and something happens to another one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am super happy to report that despite continuing difficulties in obtaining three weeks of Cody’s hard-to-come-by antibiotic, he is kicking his infection’s booty! He is getting his color back and isn’t complaining about severe headaches anymore. It was scary… we were hours away from doing our first spinal to test for meningitis (one of my biggest fears with Cody). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2o7lKQNLgI/AAAAAAAABpE/OKjHGjXJhpc/s1600-h/CJ+reading.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2o7lKQNLgI/AAAAAAAABpE/OKjHGjXJhpc/s320/CJ+reading.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is behind on reading for the week (don’t tell his English teacher) so tonight he is busy catching up!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lilly-bean is doing GREAT!&amp;nbsp; She is SO into school that she keeps asking her teacher if she can stay after school!&amp;nbsp; She totally cracks me up!&amp;nbsp; She thinks that she is pretty hot stuff now that she is getting "real" grades in school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2o7hXuFsXI/AAAAAAAABo8/AI_YxcyF1BQ/s1600-h/Lil+and+Ging.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2o7hXuFsXI/AAAAAAAABo8/AI_YxcyF1BQ/s320/Lil+and+Ging.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lilliana is doing great! Healthy, happy and super wrapped up in her little Ginger!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2o7df6RQvI/AAAAAAAABo0/msx3lIXJ9jk/s320/Damian+and+Aaron+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damian and his friend, Aaron... chillin' while he's on&amp;nbsp;"bedrest".&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Poor, poor, POOR Damian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He injured his knee last Thursday in PE. Seems like we haven’t had a piece of good or positive news yet regarding the severity of the injury. He is in pain and the fear of the unknown is killing him! He had an MRI done yesterday that will hopefully provide more insight into his injury… we’ve got the films here with us and are just waiting on word from the radiologist. I hurt my knee when I was a year older than him and I remember how devastating it was… so I know and understand all to well what he is going through. Poor baby sure doesn’t deserve it. Thank goodness he has some amazing teachers, classmates and friends who are all going out of their way to help Damian through this!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2o7VZk6k4I/AAAAAAAABok/Dpcpph86djg/s1600-h/MRI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2o7VZk6k4I/AAAAAAAABok/Dpcpph86djg/s400/MRI.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MRI films and the view from Damian's spot on the recliner!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-6938801564441744926?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/6938801564441744926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6938801564441744926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6938801564441744926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/02/seriously.html' title='Seriously?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S2o7lKQNLgI/AAAAAAAABpE/OKjHGjXJhpc/s72-c/CJ+reading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3674828478250484455</id><published>2010-01-22T22:12:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:19:16.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Treatment day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody woke up early this morning, not feeling well-&lt;br /&gt;And got worse and worse through the day.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Dr. A was there and started Cody on IV antibiotics right away.&lt;br /&gt;By the time we left treatment,&lt;br /&gt;Cody had a raging fever,&lt;br /&gt;A sinus infection- and possibly staph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris came home, grabbed the script and ran it by the store for me-&lt;br /&gt;They told him it would be ready in an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;We waited two, just to be sure it would be ready.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after Chris left for the store, the phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;“Um, we don’t have this antibiotic. And we won’t have it until Sunday, at the earliest.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Excuse me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took you two hours to figure that out?&lt;br /&gt;We called and called around town…&lt;br /&gt;The 7th largest city in our country and we were having a hard time finding the medication…&lt;br /&gt;Chris had to drive across town to find a few days dosage of the antibiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Cody requires special, newer generation, expensive and hard to come by antibiotics-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son is sick and he needs his antibiotics- is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And then.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cuddled up in bed with my precious little boy,&lt;br /&gt;Who fell asleep in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;And I turned the TV on.&lt;br /&gt;And I watched.&lt;br /&gt;And I cried.&lt;br /&gt;And I realized how selfish I am.&lt;br /&gt;And how petty I am.&lt;br /&gt;And it made me cry some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son received intravenous immune globulin today.&lt;br /&gt;My son received intravenous antibiotics today.&lt;br /&gt;My son received a few days worth of oral antibiotics today (and more is one the way).&lt;br /&gt;He may be sick, but he is getting the care that he needs.&lt;br /&gt;He has a home.&lt;br /&gt;He has parents.&lt;br /&gt;He has food.&lt;br /&gt;He is lying next to me, snuggled up in a comfy bed,&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping- recovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;He isn’t alone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He isn’t scared.&lt;br /&gt;He isn’t starving,&lt;br /&gt;Or dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;He isn’t parentless.&lt;br /&gt;He isn’t homeless.&lt;br /&gt;He isn’t trapped in rubble…&lt;br /&gt;Or suffering from crushing wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am selfish.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are hurting,&lt;br /&gt;And they are sick,&lt;br /&gt;Dying,&lt;br /&gt;From lack of care-&lt;br /&gt;Little treatment, poor medical hygiene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No medications.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People;&lt;br /&gt;Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, daughters and sons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope for Haiti Now,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you for putting me in my place tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3674828478250484455?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3674828478250484455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/selfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3674828478250484455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3674828478250484455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/selfish.html' title='Selfish'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-6960836778711918567</id><published>2010-01-14T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:41:20.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy day babbling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor Lilly is home with the tummy flu today.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It didn’t last long but she sure didn’t feel very well for a little bit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She and I spent the morning snuggling on the couch with the three puppies-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good thing we have a big couch!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now she is sleeping and I &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;should &lt;/i&gt;be cleaning a bit…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I cannot get motivated today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s dark, wet and gloomy outside so I’d rather keep on snuggling on the couch with my loyal friends!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris and I have been having a great time with Damian the past few evenings!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has been so talkative- &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we’ve been having some deep chats about life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that he is so open with us and shares his emotions so freely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;School is sometimes tough, especially since his so brilliant-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think that his teachers put a lot of pressure on him, always asking him to join more and more clubs and competitions-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Chris and I are trying really, really hard NOT to put pressure on him at home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead we’re playing the Wii and having fun together!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody has been doing really well!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is dealing with allergies and normal little “bugs” but HIS health has been really stable recently.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying NOT to get my hopes up…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT our fabulous doctor has told me that &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;sometimes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their immunes systems will kick in and begin producing IgG and IF that were to happen, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It would likely happen between 10-12 years old.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He’s nine and a half…. Wouldn’t it be amazing?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if he his immune system weren’t &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BETTER is better than nothing!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well… I suppose that I should stop cuddling with the dogs, get my socks and shoes on and wake Lilly up so I can get the kids from school.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Enough babbling for today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-6960836778711918567?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/6960836778711918567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/rainy-day-babbling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6960836778711918567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6960836778711918567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/rainy-day-babbling.html' title='Rainy day babbling!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-8265248034447820412</id><published>2010-01-13T09:48:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T11:18:52.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Help for Haiti.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I hope that my children understand-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;how fortunate we are.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We may be bogged down by medical bills-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and can't always do everything we want to do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But we are truly blessed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and so fortunate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We have good schools, wonderful support from friends and family.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Food and shelter.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Safety.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;While we may pay a fortune for it: decent health care.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If tragedy struck our family or our city,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we would have the ability to seek  and obtain help.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's terrible to see a tragidy like yesterday's earthquake occur &lt;i&gt;anywhere&lt;/i&gt; in the world-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's especially horrific that it occured in the poorest country in the Western hemisphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is believed that at least 80% of the population live in &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;absolute&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;poverty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of Haiti's citizens have no electricity, clean water or access to social services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Illness is often times disasterous for the poor, who have no ability to obtain medical care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lower class and poor who are lucky enough to be employed, often make less than $2.00 a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is believed that &lt;b&gt;50%&lt;/b&gt; of Haiti's population live on less than $1.00 a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;How can these people, who have no fire or rescue services in their country, survive and rebuild after the earthquake that occured yesterday?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death. Destruction. Devistation.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It makes me positively sick to see those people suffer the way that they are.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could do more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To help these people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I had more money to give-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or the ability to travel there to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-8265248034447820412?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/8265248034447820412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-for-haiti.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8265248034447820412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8265248034447820412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-for-haiti.html' title='Help for Haiti.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-2498390462109995367</id><published>2010-01-12T06:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T08:00:20.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mockingbird</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three years ago, as the sun rose and night gave way to day- it began to rain.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was a cold, gloomy, sad rain- the kind that could make you &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;want&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; to cry, even on the best of days.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As the sun rose behind the tragically gray clouds; a mockingbird perched himself on a branch outside the window and began to sing a beautiful, calming song, filled with peace &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; hope.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Only moments before that peaceful song began, I turned to look into the doorway and saw the sweetest young man standing there.  Papa, Daddy, Uncle Gavin and I welcomed him into our circle.  He knew what was happening, that the end was upon us yet he showed no fear and gladly held and comforted her only hand as she began to slip away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wasn’t sure what to do, so I began to talk- and I never stopped until &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; began to sing.  I told her that it must be beautiful there… so many people she loved and missed, waiting to welcome her Home.  I told her how proud I was of her and I told her how much I loved her.  I &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;encouraged&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; her to leave.  It’s okay, we’re okay.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the room next door, a little boy and little girl slept peacefully.  Did they understand, I wondered.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, they did&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Surrounded by peace and encouragement and embraced by more love than anyone could ever know- with a final breath and a peaceful sigh; the kindest, most courageous, honorable, humbling, amazingly perfect soul was freed from the broken shell that had entombed her for so long.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And just then, at that very moment:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As the sun rose behind the tragically gray clouds; a mockingbird perched himself on a branch outside &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; window and began to sing a beautiful, calming song, filled with peace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; and&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; hope.   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss you Mom- so very, very, very much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0xyAuR_K7I/AAAAAAAABoc/NuEFgZdRek0/s1600-h/Purple+Nana%27s+meadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0xyAuR_K7I/AAAAAAAABoc/NuEFgZdRek0/s320/Purple+Nana%27s+meadow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425837007823645618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-2498390462109995367?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/2498390462109995367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/birds-song.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2498390462109995367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2498390462109995367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/birds-song.html' title='The Mockingbird'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0xyAuR_K7I/AAAAAAAABoc/NuEFgZdRek0/s72-c/Purple+Nana%27s+meadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4617358355999813961</id><published>2010-01-11T08:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T08:04:34.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Lilly,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Friday you ROCKED the classroom spelling bee and advanced to the school spelling bee (which takes place today).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter how you do in the school spelling bee, I will be there to cheer you on- you are MY spelling bee champ!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US; mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo xo xo, Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4617358355999813961?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4617358355999813961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4617358355999813961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4617358355999813961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1047310713100519933</id><published>2010-01-08T09:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T17:36:50.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mountain Cedar.... You Suck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0dV7v-b22I/AAAAAAAABoU/IAyMs51wiws/s1600-h/cedar01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0dV7v-b22I/AAAAAAAABoU/IAyMs51wiws/s320/cedar01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424398761170033506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pulled this photo off Google Images.... this is REALLY what the clouds of cedar pollen look like here!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Caring for a sick kiddo today at home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She has a runny nose, a cough and sneezes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Her mommy wipes her nose, wraps her in a blanket and snuggles with her in bed.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She measures the Benadryl and give it to her in a little dropper… she doesn’t like it and spits it out in her mommy's face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She’s tiny- her stuffy nose and funny breathing make her mommy worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She is a sweet, little 1lb. 8oz., seven and a half week old pug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Everyone is suffering from allergies right now.  Mountain Cedars, millions of them… are reeking havoc on the people and animals of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Southern Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;!  Our family (yes, everyone) is complaining of scratchy, sore throats, itchy eyes and congestion….. I have a cough too, thanks to my asthma BUT poor little Ginger is really suffering.  The vet said it is because her immune system is immature and because she is so low to the ground…. Sucking in all the pollen that has been tracked into the house and stuck to the blades of grass outside.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hurry up Mountain Cedar… we are sick of you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0dV7M_KkjI/AAAAAAAABoM/Q3Uo_1O7TTo/s1600-h/mountain+cedar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0dV7M_KkjI/AAAAAAAABoM/Q3Uo_1O7TTo/s320/mountain+cedar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424398751777854002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1047310713100519933?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1047310713100519933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-mountain-cedar-you-suck.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1047310713100519933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1047310713100519933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-mountain-cedar-you-suck.html' title='Dear Mountain Cedar.... You Suck!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0dV7v-b22I/AAAAAAAABoU/IAyMs51wiws/s72-c/cedar01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-530582876094236982</id><published>2010-01-08T09:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:16:35.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging.</title><content type='html'>I get annoyed with blogging sometimes… maybe it is because I don’t fit in, in the blogging world. There isn’t anything wrong with any of the following things…. “they” just are not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it is not about drawing a crowd to my blog-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or participating in fifty other blog sites to compete for “things”-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t about being someone who I am not (fake sucks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t do it to be “famous” in the blogging world….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t do it to make my family appear better than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blog for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blog about my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blog to express my feelings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To build a collection of memories for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that one day, we can look back and understand where we were at certain points in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that it provides the people who follow my blog, incite into how we live and what we deal with on a day to day basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it helps people understand, a little more, about what Cody goes through and what it does to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog IS me. It isn’t someone I am trying to be- someone I don’t know. I am proud of the person that I am… proud of the situations, struggles, hardships that my family and I have overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? I am mother who had her first child when she was eighteen years old. A woman who became a mother during the lowest point of my life (to that date). A woman who’s son taught her how to live again. A woman who found the love of her life during a time when she worried that she would be a single mom forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who hurts each day because of the lack of relationship her family has with her husband’s family. Who understands what each day truly is… and thinks that anger and distance are a waste of time. A woman who is challenged each day to overcome the feelings of emptiness she has when she thinks of her mom… who struggles with understanding why horrible things happen to wonderful people. Who strives to be a better mom to her children, a better wife to her husband, a better daughter to father….. a better person all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a woman who isn’t perfect and doesn’t try to be. A woman who is always learning, growing, maturing. A woman who wants to be a happier, kinder, more compassionate person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my mom would have had a place where she wrote from her heart… about her and about us. I would give anything in the world to read through those thoughts and someday… if I should be taken from this earth too soon- I hope that my kids can look back and get a sense of who I was- And I hope that it will allow them to better understand who we were, as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plain and simple, that’s who I am and that’s what my blog is! It’s perfect and I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0dOHFKAHBI/AAAAAAAABns/PNYbhd_t5KE/s1600-h/1PINK.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0dOHFKAHBI/AAAAAAAABns/PNYbhd_t5KE/s400/1PINK.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424390159741230098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-530582876094236982?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/530582876094236982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogging.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/530582876094236982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/530582876094236982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogging.html' title='Blogging.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0dOHFKAHBI/AAAAAAAABns/PNYbhd_t5KE/s72-c/1PINK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1292163005339536158</id><published>2010-01-07T13:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:03:13.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrrrr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oh the weather outside is frightful….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But my family is SO delightful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And since we’ve no place to go…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I WISH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;While there is a chilly Arctic blast hitting Southern Texas today, there is no moisture and no chance of some beautiful snow flakes falling from the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We’re off and running on the second semester of the school year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Damian is testing for more advanced placement classes and keeps getting invitations for select science and math clubs at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He’s so busy but enjoys them very much so as long as he keeps his grades up, we’ll continue to let him participate in whatever he wants to!  He starts a new science club tomorrow night that meets OVER night each Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cody is not as enthusiastic about returning to school but is absolutely kicking butt in school, receiving a perfect 4.0 for his first semester grades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He is totally into drawing and when he has free time at school (which isn’t much) he and a few of his friends draw these fabulous pictures!  He's feeling pretty good and his health is off to a good start in 2010!  Hopefully his IVIG will help his immune system kick butt this year too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lilliana is finally feeling good and happy to be back to school after coming down with pneumonia before winter break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She’s excited to be a “practicing second grader” and is always coming home with the funniest stories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yesterday, her hand was just “killing” her because she had to do SO much writing at school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Chris and I are having Wii withdrawals… unfortunately, we completely rocked the New Super Mario Brother’s game- staying up late and playing it for two, three, sometimes even four hours a night. We beat the entire game and are now lost, not knowing what to do with ourselves! Ha ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We are all LOVING our new little girl, Ginger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She is super cute and is developing a fun, sweet, rambunctious personality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Pugs are the greatest! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Speaking of that pug…. She is whining and begging for some lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Off I go to feed the baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-1292163005339536158?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1292163005339536158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/brrrrrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1292163005339536158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1292163005339536158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/brrrrrrr.html' title='Brrrrrrr!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3841916606031574596</id><published>2010-01-04T10:21:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:29:53.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:295.0pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:295.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I hope that 2010 brings everyone much love, happiness, peace and success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We all deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;What brings those things to me may not be the same for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We all deserve it and we should all respect what brings those things to one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:295.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;For me, it is a year of resolutions that I hope to hold true…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in left 295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To let go of things that are out of my control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in left 295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To respect myself for the decisions that I have made and will continue to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in left 295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To strive to be a better mother, wife and daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in left 295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To try to do more with my photographs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in left 295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To do more volunteer work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in left 295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To get into shape and take care of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in left 295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To travel, camp, fish and enjoy the outdoors more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in left 295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To learn to be happy when I think about my mom, instead of sad when I think of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in left 295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To let go of the harsh feelings that I have for people who lack kindness and concern for Cody and think their situations are always more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list .5in left 295.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To be a happier, kinder, more thoughtful person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0IVu0i5g8I/AAAAAAAABnU/0HFXvFoeQ7U/s1600-h/sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0IVu0i5g8I/AAAAAAAABnU/0HFXvFoeQ7U/s400/sunflower.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422920795430683586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3841916606031574596?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3841916606031574596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3841916606031574596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3841916606031574596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S0IVu0i5g8I/AAAAAAAABnU/0HFXvFoeQ7U/s72-c/sunflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4503192875944981470</id><published>2009-12-28T10:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:17:24.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bird Family Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so nice to have our family together this Christmas.  Gavin, Katelyn, Brooklyn, Papa, Chris, Damian, Cody, Lilliana and I all enjoyed being together and sharing Nana's favorite holiday!  This was the first Christmas, since her passing, that we were all together and I think that it was the best gift we could have given her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjjG4C9zQI/AAAAAAAABm8/06NAnBWq4yE/s1600-h/CD1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjjG4C9zQI/AAAAAAAABm8/06NAnBWq4yE/s400/CD1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420331858803936514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our tree, with lots of goodies waiting to be opened!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjjGV3yOeI/AAAAAAAABm0/AJtsH5eedQM/s1600-h/CD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjjGV3yOeI/AAAAAAAABm0/AJtsH5eedQM/s400/CD2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420331849630235106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet little Brooklyn- isn't she oober cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjjGBesHhI/AAAAAAAABms/8GEsXg2qkBU/s1600-h/CD3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjjGBesHhI/AAAAAAAABms/8GEsXg2qkBU/s400/CD3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420331844156268050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Santa brought Lilly a little girl pug, just like she asked for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjj_LVwP2I/AAAAAAAABnE/ItFMA7I1wmM/s1600-h/CD5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjj_LVwP2I/AAAAAAAABnE/ItFMA7I1wmM/s400/CD5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420332826055688034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklyn, opening her bilingual baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjjFjUFQHI/AAAAAAAABmk/UtQaEVCOB9U/s1600-h/CD4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjjFjUFQHI/AAAAAAAABmk/UtQaEVCOB9U/s400/CD4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420331836058714226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All of Nana and Papa's grandkids on Christmas morning!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjiq2m5ThI/AAAAAAAABmM/r_E9iqqfu64/s1600-h/CD6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjiq2m5ThI/AAAAAAAABmM/r_E9iqqfu64/s400/CD6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420331377381428754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opening gifts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjiqjlmXnI/AAAAAAAABmE/ONbd45sYTaQ/s1600-h/CD7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjiqjlmXnI/AAAAAAAABmE/ONbd45sYTaQ/s400/CD7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420331372275719794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a cool chick!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjh1UhUG5I/AAAAAAAABl0/ZYk1MdPcIxg/s1600-h/CD9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjh1UhUG5I/AAAAAAAABl0/ZYk1MdPcIxg/s400/CD9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420330457698147218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilliana, enjoying her gift from Santa!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjh1NIfRUI/AAAAAAAABls/1Qz-ixpK9zs/s1600-h/CD10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjh1NIfRUI/AAAAAAAABls/1Qz-ixpK9zs/s400/CD10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420330455714972994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody, checking out his cool new RC helicopter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjh0wYM1SI/AAAAAAAABlk/XKrvMMe4N_s/s1600-h/CD11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjh0wYM1SI/AAAAAAAABlk/XKrvMMe4N_s/s400/CD11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420330447996245282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damian got a netbook, he didn't ask for it because he didn't think we'd get him one so he was totally STOKED when he opened this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjh0Pb_JEI/AAAAAAAABlc/jEOznh7Ejqg/s1600-h/CD12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjh0Pb_JEI/AAAAAAAABlc/jEOznh7Ejqg/s400/CD12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420330439153755202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paxton, checking out his new sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjhz3OftVI/AAAAAAAABlU/Vwkb9WiJAhA/s1600-h/CD13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Szjhz3OftVI/AAAAAAAABlU/Vwkb9WiJAhA/s400/CD13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420330432654718290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our new baby!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris took me outside on Christmas afternoon.  He wanted me to see that my mom was with us!  Nana was indeed there!  A beautiful mockingbird, sat on a lower branch of the tree next to our driveway.  I had a nice talk with her as she cocked her head and listened.  I am so blessed to have a husband who knows what I need and helped me have a private moment, remembering my mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4503192875944981470?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4503192875944981470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/bird-family-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4503192875944981470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4503192875944981470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/bird-family-christmas.html' title='A Bird Family Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzjjG4C9zQI/AAAAAAAABm8/06NAnBWq4yE/s72-c/CD1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4019463191034387052</id><published>2009-12-24T15:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:11:48.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At Sea World&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPiPN0xbxI/AAAAAAAABk8/mbVd_Pi0V8Q/s1600-h/Santa+and+cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPiPN0xbxI/AAAAAAAABk8/mbVd_Pi0V8Q/s400/Santa+and+cousins.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418923527693758226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damian, Cody, Lilliana, Brooklyn and Santa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPiOmxJDnI/AAAAAAAABk0/cXb78Agbh6U/s1600-h/Santa+Birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPiOmxJDnI/AAAAAAAABk0/cXb78Agbh6U/s400/Santa+Birds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418923517209546354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Katelyn, Gavin and Brooklyn at Sea Lion Stadium&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPh1IA7pLI/AAAAAAAABks/h8M9CKgnp4s/s1600-h/Santa+CJ+Seamore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPh1IA7pLI/AAAAAAAABks/h8M9CKgnp4s/s400/Santa+CJ+Seamore.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418923079457547442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cody!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPh0nNgP8I/AAAAAAAABkk/JQAG6UqGJxQ/s1600-h/Santa+CJ+Seamore+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPh0nNgP8I/AAAAAAAABkk/JQAG6UqGJxQ/s400/Santa+CJ+Seamore+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418923070651908034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He said that he didn't feel as smooth as he looks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPh0NtW2CI/AAAAAAAABkc/5bnA4rFspBk/s1600-h/Santa+CJ+Seamore+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPh0NtW2CI/AAAAAAAABkc/5bnA4rFspBk/s400/Santa+CJ+Seamore+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418923063806187554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cody, having an awesome day at Sea World.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPhzroRXmI/AAAAAAAABkU/0mEpfxgrJgs/s1600-h/Santa+Cody+and+Shamu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPhzroRXmI/AAAAAAAABkU/0mEpfxgrJgs/s400/Santa+Cody+and+Shamu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418923054658051682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay, seriously... how much more lucky can one boy be?  At the Shamu show he got asked down to dance with Shamu!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPhzT8KBoI/AAAAAAAABkM/zuHNJTp0gr4/s1600-h/Santa+Lilly+and+Shamu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPhzT8KBoI/AAAAAAAABkM/zuHNJTp0gr4/s400/Santa+Lilly+and+Shamu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418923048299005570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And Lilly got to sing Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer and was on the Shamu Stadium big screen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPfx_QsKiI/AAAAAAAABkE/0CTVwfkyfwA/s1600-h/Santa+Shamu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPfx_QsKiI/AAAAAAAABkE/0CTVwfkyfwA/s400/Santa+Shamu1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418920826544859682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPfxu6bR3I/AAAAAAAABj8/vMdatWxxZAU/s1600-h/Santa+Shamu+flippin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPfxu6bR3I/AAAAAAAABj8/vMdatWxxZAU/s400/Santa+Shamu+flippin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418920822156511090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPfxQjrr-I/AAAAAAAABj0/fw-a8LfZcTA/s1600-h/Santa+Shamu+hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPfxQjrr-I/AAAAAAAABj0/fw-a8LfZcTA/s400/Santa+Shamu+hand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418920814008053730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPfw6upfJI/AAAAAAAABjs/qmZoLcwf6Mw/s1600-h/Santa+shamus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPfw6upfJI/AAAAAAAABjs/qmZoLcwf6Mw/s400/Santa+shamus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418920808148466834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a fun morning we had!  It was super windy and chilly but we managed to have a great time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4019463191034387052?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4019463191034387052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4019463191034387052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4019463191034387052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SzPiPN0xbxI/AAAAAAAABk8/mbVd_Pi0V8Q/s72-c/Santa+and+cousins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4069737897482839902</id><published>2009-12-16T09:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:04:22.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YIKES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NINE Days until Christmas?!?!?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH NO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am WAY behind this year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don’t know why I always wait until the last minute….&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To finish my shopping.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have vowed to purchase one gift a month for each of my kids- beginning in January.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then next year, they’ll be guaranteed to get 12 gifts from their parents! Ha ha ha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starting at 12 days ‘til Christmas-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My kids (well Lilly) insisted on singing the “12 Days of Christmas” each day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And each day she sings one less day: now we are on 9 days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So for today, this is MY version:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;One the 9&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;th&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; day of Christmas, my true love gave to me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;9 rooms needing cleaning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;8 days of gift buying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;7 loads of laundry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;6 people to cook dinner for&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5 gray hairs to dye&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;4 days ‘til family comes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3 toilet bowls to scrub&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 more days of school.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And really sick little girl.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(who still has a fever and a terrible cough)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Syj86RUzaBI/AAAAAAAABjc/hF71opZxZVQ/s1600-h/Christmas+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Syj86RUzaBI/AAAAAAAABjc/hF71opZxZVQ/s400/Christmas+tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415856629926291474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So…. I am off to clean, clean, clean and keep Lilly bean happy until we see the doctor AGAIN this afternoon.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4069737897482839902?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4069737897482839902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/yikes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4069737897482839902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4069737897482839902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/yikes.html' title='YIKES!!!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Syj86RUzaBI/AAAAAAAABjc/hF71opZxZVQ/s72-c/Christmas+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3108308568181710275</id><published>2009-12-03T08:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:23:08.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I saw Nana"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know that some people don't believe in afterlife.  I know that some people don't believe in spirits, and that is fine.  However, in our home, it's one thing that keeps us going.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have some wonderful stories over the past three years... stories about my mom and her visits to our home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The time, 11:11 has always been a "special" time between my mom and I.  If we saw 11:11 on a clock, we would stop and make a wish.  I have never wished at 11:11 since she passed, instead I just reconnect with her when I see that time.  Sometimes I even feel like she is right there, like I could almost touch her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just last week, I was sitting on my bed... something fell off my nightstand somehow, couldn't see anything on the floor though- then I looked over at the nightstand again, it was 11:11.  I had to chuckle a little and know that Nana just wanted me to know that she was there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last night we were sitting in the living room, eating dinner (bad, I know).  We were watching TV, chatting about our days and taking care of Cody, who hasn't been feeling well.  Out of &lt;i&gt;no where&lt;/i&gt;, Lilly got super excited and said, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Mommy, I just saw Nana!"  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I asked her where she saw her and she told me that she walked through the kitchen, into the dining room and disappeared.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ghosts and spirits used to scare me.  Now I take comfort in knowing that my mom still comes around.  She's still here... she'll always be with us.  I know that I can talk to her and she'll hear me.  I know that I can cry with her and she'll be here comforting me.  I miss seeing her, touching her, hearing her beautiful voice...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I am comforted in knowing that she is always here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3108308568181710275?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3108308568181710275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-saw-nana.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3108308568181710275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3108308568181710275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-saw-nana.html' title='&quot;I saw Nana&quot;'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-8859994089955527371</id><published>2009-12-03T08:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:56:30.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our home looks so pretty this year.!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxfRGahR5_I/AAAAAAAABjQ/WJTIFNvLyOY/s1600-h/tree.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxfRGahR5_I/AAAAAAAABjQ/WJTIFNvLyOY/s400/tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411023385437267954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our Christmas Tree.  I love it!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxfQ8c5PnpI/AAAAAAAABjA/FnpTa05Gq1w/s1600-h/DSC_0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxfQ8c5PnpI/AAAAAAAABjA/FnpTa05Gq1w/s400/DSC_0236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411023214275960466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The front yard, looking very festive!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-8859994089955527371?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/8859994089955527371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8859994089955527371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8859994089955527371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxfRGahR5_I/AAAAAAAABjQ/WJTIFNvLyOY/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3600274530342129011</id><published>2009-12-03T08:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:44:36.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas has certainly been bittersweet for me over the past few years.  Just hard to believe that so much has happened, so much has changed.  I feel a little alone this time of year, not because I really am, but because a huge part of me is missing and it hurts extra this time of year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my third holiday season without my mom, my THIRD.  How can that be?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember so vividly, like it was yesterday in fact, our shopping trip to buy new decorations for my parents house at the lake.  I remember, like it was yesterday, my kids baking cookies with their Nana.  I remember, like it was yesterday, wanting to never leave her side... crying each day when I went home and feeling like a was jipping myself out of time with her.  I remember, like it was yesterday; a weak, fragile, lovely, beautiful Nana insisting on walking up the stairs to see the kids' bedrooms one more time on Christmas morning.  I remember, like it was yesterday, that our time together was drawing to an end, but I didn't expect to only have only a few weeks left with my mom.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our time together, those couple of months, meant more to me than any of the other moments I had ever spent with that precious woman.  I was never more proud or honored to be her daughter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bittersweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our first Christmas without my mom was set to be a joyous season!  Gavin and Katelyn were getting married and we knew that a baby girl, Brooklyn Cheryle, would soon be here.  The only thing that could have made it better, would have been if my mom could have been there with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bittersweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were in New Mexico, preparing for the wedding, only days away.  Shortly after visiting Chris's dad at the nursing home one day, Arch passed away.  While he had suffered a heart attack days earlier, his passing was a complete shock as Chris and I had spent several hours visiting with Arch, laughing and telling beautiful stories- it was the best visit I had ever had with Arch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bittersweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas used to be my favorite time of the year.  I hope that someday, it can be that way again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3600274530342129011?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3600274530342129011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/bittersweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3600274530342129011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3600274530342129011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-6174864902484545116</id><published>2009-12-01T13:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:54:00.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Otters and Sea Lions and Walruses Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just a few pictures from our most recent Sea World Adventure.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVzA4RIjxI/AAAAAAAABi4/5THbasVziWA/s1600/DSC_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVzA4RIjxI/AAAAAAAABi4/5THbasVziWA/s400/DSC_0053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410356986296962834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVzAnGC2pI/AAAAAAAABiw/7xv4RMJYTuw/s1600/DSC_0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVzAnGC2pI/AAAAAAAABiw/7xv4RMJYTuw/s400/DSC_0143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410356981687048850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVzAGVpKXI/AAAAAAAABio/SLpesH6tTHc/s1600/DSC_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVzAGVpKXI/AAAAAAAABio/SLpesH6tTHc/s400/DSC_0169.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410356972894103922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVyTMkjaGI/AAAAAAAABig/KSf5EIbSvuI/s1600/DSC_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVyTMkjaGI/AAAAAAAABig/KSf5EIbSvuI/s400/DSC_0138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410356201473140834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVySimTdOI/AAAAAAAABiY/8vOHJSZfsOc/s1600/DSC_0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVySimTdOI/AAAAAAAABiY/8vOHJSZfsOc/s400/DSC_0160.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410356190206194914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVySNtZrnI/AAAAAAAABiQ/W116xmgXeTY/s1600/DSC_0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVySNtZrnI/AAAAAAAABiQ/W116xmgXeTY/s400/DSC_0164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410356184598818418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVyR8Jqh0I/AAAAAAAABiI/3KE3kCbGQ6I/s1600/DSC_0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVyR8Jqh0I/AAAAAAAABiI/3KE3kCbGQ6I/s400/DSC_0173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410356179885524802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVyRWkZscI/AAAAAAAABiA/nzHEC3Dwsu4/s1600/DSC_0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVyRWkZscI/AAAAAAAABiA/nzHEC3Dwsu4/s400/DSC_0195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410356169797120450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-6174864902484545116?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/6174864902484545116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/otters-and-seal-lions-and-walruses-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6174864902484545116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6174864902484545116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/otters-and-seal-lions-and-walruses-oh.html' title='Otters and Sea Lions and Walruses Oh My!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxVzA4RIjxI/AAAAAAAABi4/5THbasVziWA/s72-c/DSC_0053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-8703905717489773486</id><published>2009-12-01T08:47:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T10:18:53.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Craziness of Thanksgiving Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Last week was a crazy whirl wind of ups and downs at our house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The kids were on Thanksgiving holiday for the whole week so we enjoyed our time together! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday was Cody’s treatment day.  He’s been having some chest and abdominal pain and after a thorough check up, his doctor believes that the pain is due to gall bladder issues.  Totally not what we were expecting and we are honestly very discouraged about this news.  Cody does not deserve to have another thing go wrong with his poor little body. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUzMbIG4HI/AAAAAAAABhk/Ua3ZsejqZBY/s1600/Sea+World+2009+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUzMbIG4HI/AAAAAAAABhk/Ua3ZsejqZBY/s400/Sea+World+2009+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410286815888728178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin, Jennifer, took this picture of the kids while we were at Sea World!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Connor, Damian, Cody, Lilly &amp;amp; Carlie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great afternoon though! We (even Cody with his IV and backpack full of fluids and the pump) spent the afternoon at Sea World with my cousin and her family! The weather was perfect, the park was quiet and we had a wonderful visit! After Sea World we went out to dinner with them- the kids had a blast and Chris and I really enjoyed spending time with them too! It was great fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUzHwbVJZI/AAAAAAAABhc/nVKhxlKhOsI/s1600/DSC_0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUzHwbVJZI/AAAAAAAABhc/nVKhxlKhOsI/s400/DSC_0195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410286735707153810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random, I know- BUT this is my favorite picture of Lilly from her school play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tuesday morning began with a painful scream, the kind that makes a mommy’s heart sink. Maggie and Paxton (the bloodhound and the pug) were chasing each other through the house and ran right through Cody’s IV line, yanking his needle out of his port, tearing the skin and pulling hard on the port. It was horrible. He was in so much pain, could barely move and was extremely traumatized. To make matters worse, I had to flush the port with saline and heparin in the afternoon to prevent it from clotting, which meant poking him TWO more times. Cody and I have been through A LOT together over the past nine years but that was, by far, the most traumatizing, stressful, painful (mentally and physically) experience we have ever had. All I can say is: Thank God for my dad, he arrived home from New Mexico in time to help me with the port flushing… couldn’t have gotten through that experience without him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUzHd5EQtI/AAAAAAAABhU/skCd2O8_uPY/s1600/DSC_0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUzHd5EQtI/AAAAAAAABhU/skCd2O8_uPY/s400/DSC_0202.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410286730731602642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A pretty little buck in my dad's backyard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday Damian turned TWELVE years old! I just cannot believe it! He is so grown up, so mature, so kind and thoughtful. He is simply amazing and I just feel so honored to be his mom! We spent the day at Papa’s house, opening presents, feeding the deer and enjoying being out of the city! What began as a great birthday, family-fun evening at the movies, (A Christmas Carol) quickly turned into thoughts of a trip to the hospital for Cody who had severe abdominal pain. Thankfully we were able to calm the pain down and we avoided spending Thanksgiving in the hospital- minus a gall bladder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUypSCJXfI/AAAAAAAABhM/HJZux2dKg5c/s1600/DSC_0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUypSCJXfI/AAAAAAAABhM/HJZux2dKg5c/s400/DSC_0228.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410286212152385010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another buck in my dad's backyard.  They are starting to get a little feisty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had a WONDERFUL Thanksgiving! We had a nice morning and drooled over the turkey, roasting in the oven! We ate our meal around the table that my mom had purchased specifically for big family meals like this one. We gave many thanks for our blessings and took time to remember the nana, wife and mother who we all missed so much. In the afternoon, Chris took me for a drive along the famous River Road to see the trees. We were a week or too late but there were plenty of beautiful fall colors still!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUyo75g5VI/AAAAAAAABhE/Ii0ZAu1KSX0/s1600/DSC_0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUyo75g5VI/AAAAAAAABhE/Ii0ZAu1KSX0/s400/DSC_0349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410286206210598226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; "&gt;Along River Road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUyBXOnvtI/AAAAAAAABg8/W07MALkP2E0/s1600/DSC_0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUyBXOnvtI/AAAAAAAABg8/W07MALkP2E0/s400/DSC_0281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410285526352117458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; "&gt;Pretty fall colors along the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUyA07XXjI/AAAAAAAABg0/mesWguDcxJA/s1600/DSC_0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUyA07XXjI/AAAAAAAABg0/mesWguDcxJA/s400/DSC_0272.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410285517144546866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Along River Road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxU2iedgVjI/AAAAAAAABhs/KtRtWTU474I/s1600/DSC_0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxU2iedgVjI/AAAAAAAABhs/KtRtWTU474I/s400/DSC_0358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290493275788850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;This is my favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday we headed home and spent the rest of the weekend shifting gears… Goodbye &lt;i&gt;Fall&lt;/i&gt;- Hello &lt;i&gt;Winter&lt;/i&gt;! The tree is up, the house is decorated and everything looks beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We headed over to Sea World one more time before the kids went back to school this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUuqfa1d5I/AAAAAAAABgs/00BykT3lN00/s1600/DSC_0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUuqfa1d5I/AAAAAAAABgs/00BykT3lN00/s400/DSC_0093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410281834878957458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; "&gt;Merry Christmas!  Love, Shamu and the kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUuqLNZWBI/AAAAAAAABgk/fZtaE8EZjQU/s1600/DSC_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUuqLNZWBI/AAAAAAAABgk/fZtaE8EZjQU/s400/DSC_0021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410281829453879314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; "&gt;Sea World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUupq6IRgI/AAAAAAAABgc/KUl-HI_2pS4/s1600/DSC_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUupq6IRgI/AAAAAAAABgc/KUl-HI_2pS4/s400/DSC_0009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410281820783134210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sea World Christmas Tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&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/4853293117438963640-8703905717489773486?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/8703905717489773486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/craziness-of-thanksgiving-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8703905717489773486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8703905717489773486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/craziness-of-thanksgiving-break.html' title='The Craziness of Thanksgiving Break!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUzMbIG4HI/AAAAAAAABhk/Ua3ZsejqZBY/s72-c/Sea+World+2009+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-5808495828645618848</id><published>2009-12-01T08:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:47:16.304-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Little Scarecrow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lilliana preformed in her first school play, just before the Thanksgiving break!  She was so cute and had a wonderful time!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUremjrJ-I/AAAAAAAABgU/WYKLiznsbRQ/s1600/DSC_0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUremjrJ-I/AAAAAAAABgU/WYKLiznsbRQ/s400/DSC_0171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410278332101765090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On Stage!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUreGZtIjI/AAAAAAAABgM/YqXb0NAnBgo/s1600/DSC_0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUreGZtIjI/AAAAAAAABgM/YqXb0NAnBgo/s400/DSC_0189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410278323470017074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Posing like a scarecrow!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUrdk6Z25I/AAAAAAAABgE/Ozs_nrKxawk/s1600/DSC_0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUrdk6Z25I/AAAAAAAABgE/Ozs_nrKxawk/s400/DSC_0195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410278314480360338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seriously, the CUTEST scarecrow I have EVER seen!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-5808495828645618848?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/5808495828645618848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-little-scarecrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5808495828645618848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5808495828645618848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-little-scarecrow.html' title='I&apos;m a Little Scarecrow...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SxUremjrJ-I/AAAAAAAABgU/WYKLiznsbRQ/s72-c/DSC_0171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3159079358449695098</id><published>2009-11-16T09:49:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:19:10.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>French Toast and Bacon-YUM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SwF00U34b2I/AAAAAAAABf8/sTMrn6gFqpM/s1600/DSC_0365-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SwF00U34b2I/AAAAAAAABf8/sTMrn6gFqpM/s400/DSC_0365-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404729470126419810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The best egg crackin', french toast dipping', bacon stealin' little chef!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This past Saturday was Grandpa Kofoed’s birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It’s been nearly two years since he passed away… and while we miss him, we are keeping his memory alive by telling his funny jokes and some of his wonderful old stories, including some from his time in the Army at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Fort Sam Houston, right here in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;San Antonio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I miss his infectious laugh and the way he worked hard to keep everyone in touch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In honor of Grandpa Kofoed, we fixed a big ol’ breakfast and remembered the kids' kind, funny, wonderful grandpa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I know that he would have LOVED his little granddaughter- the chef, helping him in the kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3159079358449695098?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3159079358449695098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/french-toast-and-bacon-yum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3159079358449695098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3159079358449695098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/french-toast-and-bacon-yum.html' title='French Toast and Bacon-YUM!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SwF00U34b2I/AAAAAAAABf8/sTMrn6gFqpM/s72-c/DSC_0365-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-6933445602709084332</id><published>2009-11-13T10:36:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:14:35.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season to be THANKFUL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you think of 100 things to be thankful for?  I know I can!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2Vz_fPtXI/AAAAAAAABf0/csJKxvmIcMw/s1600-h/DSC_0712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2Vz_fPtXI/AAAAAAAABf0/csJKxvmIcMw/s400/DSC_0712.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403639848362816882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I AM THANKFUL FOR:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Each and every day I am given on this Earth.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. For having the closest family ever!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. For Chris, who is the most amazing man! I couldn’t ask for a better husband and father- he is simply wonderful!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Damian, the best gift I have ever received! He is the smartest, sweetest, most thoughtful and spiritual young man!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Cody, the most courageous, happy, carefree, active, fearless, brilliant little dude!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Lilliana, who completed our family perfectly! She’s the light of my life- beautiful, sweet and sooo super cute!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. My dad, who is simply the greatest man I have ever known- just a truly exceptional human being.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. My brother, who is honestly one of my best friends in the world. We have been through a lot together and it’s only made us better, kinder, more understanding people!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. My sister-in-law, Katelyn, who has been one of my greatest life long friends…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. My beautiful niece, who came to our family like Damian did… just when we needed them the most!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. My mom, who I am so lucky to have known for 27 years. My hero, my best friend, my mentor, my inspiration.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. My extended family, who I wish I could spend more time with and have a closer relationship with because I miss my aunts, uncles and cousins a lot!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. My husband’s family… I love them all and wish we were closer. They have blessed me with my husband and are a reminder of how truly fortunate I am each day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2VzreYULI/AAAAAAAABfs/mbPuhRjz9fI/s1600-h/DSC_0679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2VzreYULI/AAAAAAAABfs/mbPuhRjz9fI/s400/DSC_0679.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403639842990477490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. For my friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Especially for Gina, who has been the truest, kindest, most understanding friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. For matches on birthday cakes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. And friends who sadly understand the feelings of losing a parent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. For friends and neighbors who have become more like family!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. For reconnecting with old friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2UjewWKQI/AAAAAAAABfk/JoeADsd5RG8/s1600-h/DSC_0692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2UjewWKQI/AAAAAAAABfk/JoeADsd5RG8/s400/DSC_0692.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403638465186638082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. For living in the United States of America.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. For my freedom of speech.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. For my ability and strength to voice my own opinions and choices, even when so many others disagree.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. For our President.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. For healthcare reform bills.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. For the insurance we do have.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. For doctors who help to keep my sweet Cody, healthy and alive!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. For people who donate blood.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. And plasma too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. For medical researchers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. For nurses who care.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. For people who try to understand what Cody goes through each day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. For the doctors who cared for my mom and provided her with a decade that we didn’t think she had.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2TjL4I0mI/AAAAAAAABfU/ueVDMrz8ozU/s1600-h/DSC_0683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2TjL4I0mI/AAAAAAAABfU/ueVDMrz8ozU/s400/DSC_0683.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403637360607416930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. For my brother and sister-in-law who are amazing parents and who will be adopting a child (or children) from the foster care system soon, giving them a new chance at a wonderful life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. For being an aunt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. For my exceptionally smart children.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;36. For the kids’ new school!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. For the amazing teachers who are providing my children with an education that they would not be receiving in a traditional public school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;38. For cultural diversity.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2R6Khn8tI/AAAAAAAABfM/shvah49y20M/s1600-h/DSC_0588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2R6Khn8tI/AAAAAAAABfM/shvah49y20M/s400/DSC_0588.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403635556358288082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. For the beauty of Mother Nature.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. For the sun.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;41. The wind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;42. Snow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;43. For flowers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;44. Butterflies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;45. Birds.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;46. For mountains.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. Streams.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;48. For the smell of a rainstorm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;49. The sound of thunder…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;50. Of waves crashing on the beach.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;51. Wildlife.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;52. Four Seasons.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;53. Meadows.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2Re-IoMPI/AAAAAAAABfE/IDwnurHtlHU/s1600-h/DSC_0711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2Re-IoMPI/AAAAAAAABfE/IDwnurHtlHU/s400/DSC_0711.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403635089175752946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;54. For cloud-free nights and star gazing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;55. For shooting stars.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;56. And wishes too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;57. For long hikes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;58. For tents and camping.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;59. For family adventures.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;60. Creating lifelong memories.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2L7RD0DjI/AAAAAAAABe8/Joql0_e2QXQ/s1600-h/DSC_0509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2L7RD0DjI/AAAAAAAABe8/Joql0_e2QXQ/s400/DSC_0509.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403628978222403122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;61. For Chris’s job, he loves what he does!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;62. For the government, continuing to fund space research projects.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;63. For being able to stay at home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;64. For the ability to be here when my kids get home from school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;65. And for our home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;66. For the fact that we never go hungry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;67. For children who are not materialistic. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;68. Who understand that medical bills come before video games and “stuff.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;69. For being able to adapt to situations out of our control.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;70. For life experiences that make me stronger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;71. For the health of my family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;72. And the understanding that things could always be worse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2L6xCXSuI/AAAAAAAABe0/y7yXHGdroqs/s1600-h/DSC_0580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2L6xCXSuI/AAAAAAAABe0/y7yXHGdroqs/s400/DSC_0580.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403628969626389218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;73. For my ability to keep my mouth shut and not tell people when they are being idiots! (I didn’t always have this ability so I am particularly thankful for this one)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;74. For being loved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;75. For forgiveness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;76. For hope.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;77. For tomorrow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;78. For living in the moment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2L6aRdI5I/AAAAAAAABes/FiDyqSTtBCA/s1600-h/DSC_0518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2L6aRdI5I/AAAAAAAABes/FiDyqSTtBCA/s400/DSC_0518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403628963515671442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;79. 11:11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;80. For Madeline.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;81. Tea Parties.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;82. For my camera.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;83. For pictures.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;84. For creativity.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;85. For birthdays.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;86. For Christmas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;87. For Thanksgiving.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2L5-no5kI/AAAAAAAABek/4tWxhpC3FBc/s1600-h/DSC_0492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2L5-no5kI/AAAAAAAABek/4tWxhpC3FBc/s400/DSC_0492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403628956092524098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;88. For the soldiers who provide our country with its security and protect our freedom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;89. For my cheerleader who is currently chanting “We’ve got spirit, yes we do! We’ve got spirit, how ‘bout you?”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;90. For Jeeps… I don’t like them but they sure are special to my husband so I am thankful for that!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2L5Q4TXsI/AAAAAAAABec/PbtkcLXIKqM/s1600-h/DSC_0478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2L5Q4TXsI/AAAAAAAABec/PbtkcLXIKqM/s400/DSC_0478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403628943814385346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;91. For good movies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;92. Board games and video games too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;93. For rock climbing walls…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;94. And everything that we do during family time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;95. The computer, internet, and facebook…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;96. And for being connected to family and friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;97. For sweet little kid stories.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;98. For bedtime.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;99. For dreams.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;100. For each experience that has brought me to today, as I wouldn’t be me without them.&lt;/b&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/4853293117438963640-6933445602709084332?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/6933445602709084332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/tis-season-to-be-thankful.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6933445602709084332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/6933445602709084332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/tis-season-to-be-thankful.html' title='Tis the Season to be THANKFUL.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sv2Vz_fPtXI/AAAAAAAABf0/csJKxvmIcMw/s72-c/DSC_0712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-8733576896792194687</id><published>2009-11-08T20:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:59:22.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids were insistent that we not see &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; until Papa was with us… and of course we agreed, since that is one of Papa’s favorite Christmas stories.  Instead, we were talked into seeing a movie that will be on video in just a few days BUT since it’s always more fun to see a movie at the theater, we went to the dollar theater to see &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot even begin to tell what a profound impact that movie had on Damian and I.  Watching the scenes of the movie were like watching moments from my mom and dad’s life. I sobbed (and sobbed) as I pictured my parents as children; talking about their goals, their dreams… so in love.  Of course it was only a cartoon: there were thousands of balloons, carrying Carl and Ellie’s home to South America, there were talking dogs, wild birds and an annoying little scout-boy… but each new scene seemed to parallel my parents emotions.  Poor Carl was so devoted to his sweet, sweet Ellie… he spoke to her like she was right there with him, even after she was gone.  He was lost with without her- Carl wanted, so badly, to carry out Ellie’s dreams and he sure did try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, Carl learned that Ellie had been happy and content all along when he came across a message from Ellie, telling him to begin new adventures of his own.  The lonely, lost old man found a new beginning, his own adventures and joy… a happy ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that someday my dad can see how immensely happy my mom was.  She lived a wonderful, good life and I know that she would hope and wish that my dad would be able to find happiness, joy and new adventures once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-8733576896792194687?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/8733576896792194687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8733576896792194687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8733576896792194687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/up.html' title='Up!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4748753150999632346</id><published>2009-11-08T19:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:23:59.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky ghouls and monsters too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;October 31 is always one of our favorite days of the year!  Besides it being Halloween, it's also Chris' birthday!  This year he celebrated his 36th!  He is such an amazing father and husband and we always try to make sure that he knows it!   We are such a close family and I just feel SO blessed to have my wonderful man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd32G9nLKI/AAAAAAAABds/fxdQaDZkU50/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd32G9nLKI/AAAAAAAABds/fxdQaDZkU50/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401918049519873186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lilly made cupcakes for her daddy! The bat pumpkin is Lilly's, Ozzy is Cody's and Damian free handed/carved Jason!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd311BNwPI/AAAAAAAABdk/LJ6PEZxkLR8/s1600-h/DSC00896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd311BNwPI/AAAAAAAABdk/LJ6PEZxkLR8/s400/DSC00896.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401918044703146226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Oh So Scary vampire and 36 year old zombie!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd31ZpNbXI/AAAAAAAABdc/6aVfqrMr1aw/s1600-h/DSC00894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd31ZpNbXI/AAAAAAAABdc/6aVfqrMr1aw/s400/DSC00894.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401918037354704242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damian was on a school camping trip but we couldn't have Halloween without him so here he is in pictures with the other two! (A stuffed animal in Damian's costume stood in for our missing boy!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd31BtLhWI/AAAAAAAABdU/1XuOKNY8a5Y/s1600-h/DSC00891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd31BtLhWI/AAAAAAAABdU/1XuOKNY8a5Y/s400/DSC00891.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401918030928905570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's hard to do your own make-up like that but it turned out okay!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd209kus4I/AAAAAAAABc8/OCexfDOEx7M/s1600-h/DSC00885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd209kus4I/AAAAAAAABc8/OCexfDOEx7M/s400/DSC00885.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401916930308092802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd21oIiHSI/AAAAAAAABdM/lbdDxbhuIF4/s1600-h/DSC00888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd21oIiHSI/AAAAAAAABdM/lbdDxbhuIF4/s400/DSC00888.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401916941732551970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd21MrfOvI/AAAAAAAABdE/VxLSJOi_Ytw/s1600-h/DSC00886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd21MrfOvI/AAAAAAAABdE/VxLSJOi_Ytw/s400/DSC00886.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401916934362970866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd20gTyKyI/AAAAAAAABc0/CaNBHkCEGjE/s1600-h/DSC00884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd20gTyKyI/AAAAAAAABc0/CaNBHkCEGjE/s400/DSC00884.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401916922452388642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd20Ob7cYI/AAAAAAAABcs/DaDUoE5B5tI/s1600-h/DSC00881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd20Ob7cYI/AAAAAAAABcs/DaDUoE5B5tI/s400/DSC00881.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401916917654712706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4748753150999632346?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4748753150999632346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/freaky-ghouls-and-monsters-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4748753150999632346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4748753150999632346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/freaky-ghouls-and-monsters-too.html' title='Freaky ghouls and monsters too!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svd32G9nLKI/AAAAAAAABds/fxdQaDZkU50/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-5107303676978776282</id><published>2009-11-08T09:43:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:24:01.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our school ROCKS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;My kids LOVE their new school!  They have so many new, wonderful opportunities there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilliana is flourishing in first grade; learning how to read better and better each day, adding and subtracting, making new friends and attending science club and pep squad after school!  She recently went on her first field trip of the year and had a blast!  She went to a pumpkin patch; painted a pumpkin, went on a hay ride, fed some farm animals and had a blast playing with her friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpDWzZ0UI/AAAAAAAABcc/K4T_dwCnmYI/s1600-h/Lillyfieldtrip2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpDWzZ0UI/AAAAAAAABcc/K4T_dwCnmYI/s400/Lillyfieldtrip2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401761046947549506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She loved the sack races and it was so cute to watch!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpDLaFJPI/AAAAAAAABcU/ZyOWyUjqars/s1600-h/111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpDLaFJPI/AAAAAAAABcU/ZyOWyUjqars/s400/111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401761043888547058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Waiting in line, with her classmates, for the hay ride.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpCkzYicI/AAAAAAAABcM/5isAtg-7wmw/s1600-h/DSC_0904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpCkzYicI/AAAAAAAABcM/5isAtg-7wmw/s400/DSC_0904.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401761033525692866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpCUE5dpI/AAAAAAAABcE/sj4p3LPsQ_Y/s1600-h/DSC_0082-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpCUE5dpI/AAAAAAAABcE/sj4p3LPsQ_Y/s400/DSC_0082-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401761029035751058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpB0m61CI/AAAAAAAABb8/9l_RK06X-T0/s1600-h/DSC_0014-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpB0m61CI/AAAAAAAABb8/9l_RK06X-T0/s400/DSC_0014-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401761020588512290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damian has had a HUGE year!  He's taking honors classes and ROCKIN' the 6th grade!  He is totally in the right environment for him to take off and it is amazing to see him enjoying his education so much!  In addition to his honors classes, he is in Math League and Science Olympiad which are just amazing programs for my smarty pants!  He is also enjoying chess club and Nerf club!  He went to his very first middle school dance recently and really had a great time!  He said that they danced and danced and man was he tired when he came home!  The next day he left for a camping trip with his Science Olympiad team!  He missed out on Halloween with us (we really missed him bunches) but he didn't miss, missing us and had the time of his life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svbu19h5giI/AAAAAAAABck/ld5NpTAwz8k/s1600-h/DSC_0235-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Svbu19h5giI/AAAAAAAABck/ld5NpTAwz8k/s400/DSC_0235-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401767413894709794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damian, heading out the door for his first dance!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Cody is just an amazing student!  His teachers are always commenting to us on how brilliant he is!  He maintains straight A's, even though he misses school do to his primary hypogammablogulinemia.    He also loves school, enjoys switching classes each period and going to his after school clubs- robotics and ping pong club!  He is also taking Turkish class- L.O.V.E.S his teacher and is enjoying all the opportunities that he is provided with at his new school.  He was suppose to attend a Turkish Festival in Houston over the weekend but was unable to do to a respiratory infection that he has been fighting... we have promised an excellent time at next years event! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4853293117438963640-5107303676978776282?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/5107303676978776282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumpkin-patchfirst-dance-and-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5107303676978776282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/5107303676978776282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumpkin-patchfirst-dance-and-weekend.html' title='Our school ROCKS!!!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvbpDWzZ0UI/AAAAAAAABcc/K4T_dwCnmYI/s72-c/Lillyfieldtrip2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4627361159305057316</id><published>2009-11-07T21:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:37:21.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A different perspective...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes you just need to look at things from a different point of view...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been to the Alamo many times over the past five years and while I have always found it to be a bit of a dissapointment &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Not the history of it- the actual building-  in my mind, I really thought it would be more....grand? than it is)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; this time I looked at things from a different point of view. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZFw7nRYzI/AAAAAAAABb0/voHLxI_ESd8/s1600-h/DSC_0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZFw7nRYzI/AAAAAAAABb0/voHLxI_ESd8/s400/DSC_0391.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401581510015935282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's absolutely beautiful. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZFwfPGuHI/AAAAAAAABbs/PEU5nRLDQ5Y/s1600-h/DSC_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZFwfPGuHI/AAAAAAAABbs/PEU5nRLDQ5Y/s400/DSC_0393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401581502398380146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The cracks tell a story, a history of faith, religion, cultural diversity, violence- a final stand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZFwPIgVKI/AAAAAAAABbk/WMcHYKV00BU/s1600-h/DSC_0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZFwPIgVKI/AAAAAAAABbk/WMcHYKV00BU/s400/DSC_0383.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401581498075731106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Strength. Courage.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZEyzxgJHI/AAAAAAAABbc/4kmN0KNLTxc/s1600-h/DSC_0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZEyzxgJHI/AAAAAAAABbc/4kmN0KNLTxc/s400/DSC_0385.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401580442759472242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beauty.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZEymZuEaI/AAAAAAAABbU/5AWi36vB6ho/s1600-h/DSC_0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZEymZuEaI/AAAAAAAABbU/5AWi36vB6ho/s400/DSC_0364.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401580439170060706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sacrifices.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZEyL_T7AI/AAAAAAAABbM/z9DVixhKLKw/s1600-h/DSC_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZEyL_T7AI/AAAAAAAABbM/z9DVixhKLKw/s400/DSC_0325.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401580432079973378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hallowed Ground.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZD7XbYcLI/AAAAAAAABbE/8TrbGVpz1o4/s1600-h/DSC_0319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZD7XbYcLI/AAAAAAAABbE/8TrbGVpz1o4/s400/DSC_0319.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401579490257694898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A reminder to never give in, to fight for what you believe in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's great to see things from a different perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4627361159305057316?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4627361159305057316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/different-perspective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4627361159305057316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4627361159305057316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/different-perspective.html' title='A different perspective...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvZFw7nRYzI/AAAAAAAABb0/voHLxI_ESd8/s72-c/DSC_0391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4166914114276151616</id><published>2009-11-02T11:27:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:27:45.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>King Williams District</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My good friend, Cheryl, and I took advantage of a free day to get out of our houses... It didn't feel much like fall much fall but we sure did enjoy being out!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLmtGGFz_I/AAAAAAAABa0/SAceGciBcP8/s1600-h/DSC_0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLmtGGFz_I/AAAAAAAABa0/SAceGciBcP8/s400/DSC_0166.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400632565575307250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Pioneer Flour Company, Gunther House and the San Antonio River&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLmR2tS2nI/AAAAAAAABas/8vf00eVnLP8/s1600-h/DSC_0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLmR2tS2nI/AAAAAAAABas/8vf00eVnLP8/s400/DSC_0146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400632097588304498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLl-eU28_I/AAAAAAAABak/heIBvEoyNew/s1600-h/DSC_0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLl-eU28_I/AAAAAAAABak/heIBvEoyNew/s400/DSC_0127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400631764625847282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLlBMI2NkI/AAAAAAAABaM/ErNoO1BdNgM/s1600-h/DSC_0098.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLlBMI2NkI/AAAAAAAABaM/ErNoO1BdNgM/s400/DSC_0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400630711771608642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLkr1w8IaI/AAAAAAAABaE/RQ5-uRInMWA/s1600-h/DSC_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLkr1w8IaI/AAAAAAAABaE/RQ5-uRInMWA/s400/DSC_0083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400630344988500386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLkRYEsc2I/AAAAAAAABZ8/B_aGtVL6kEc/s1600-h/DSC_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLkRYEsc2I/AAAAAAAABZ8/B_aGtVL6kEc/s400/DSC_0082.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400629890341696354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLkC6R9OlI/AAAAAAAABZ0/XkiU66KCZtg/s1600-h/DSC_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLkC6R9OlI/AAAAAAAABZ0/XkiU66KCZtg/s400/DSC_0079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400629641826089554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLjpnWFT3I/AAAAAAAABZs/eupQJbQOPGY/s1600-h/DSC_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLjpnWFT3I/AAAAAAAABZs/eupQJbQOPGY/s400/DSC_0027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400629207246393202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLi0yZCGsI/AAAAAAAABZk/VE7thDybwjg/s1600-h/DSC_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLiUhZ8C2I/AAAAAAAABZc/GZbq_WZEjmU/s1600-h/DSC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLiUhZ8C2I/AAAAAAAABZc/GZbq_WZEjmU/s400/DSC_0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400627745363069794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLhbcWlR1I/AAAAAAAABZU/39fK6Ir2PrA/s1600-h/DSC_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLhbcWlR1I/AAAAAAAABZU/39fK6Ir2PrA/s400/DSC_0008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400626764754274130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We headed to an area of town known as the King Williams District.  The area, near downtown San Antonio, was settled by wealthy German merchants in the late 1800's.  It's such a beautiful area with old, historic homes that have been well maintained!  As you walk the street of the King Williams District, you feel as if you've stepped back in time.   The King William's District was the first designated Historic District in Texas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4166914114276151616?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4166914114276151616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/king-williams-district.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4166914114276151616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4166914114276151616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/11/king-williams-district.html' title='King Williams District'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SvLmtGGFz_I/AAAAAAAABa0/SAceGciBcP8/s72-c/DSC_0166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-8045227983130722397</id><published>2009-10-18T10:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:31:30.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Howl-O-Scream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired of being stuck in the house... I felt that everyone was finally well enough to go to Sea World's Howl-O-Scream last night!  We had a BLAST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you have never been, it is my favorite time to go to Sea World and HIGHLY recommend visiting in the fall!  The weather was perfect, the atmosphere is extra fun and energetic and the decorations ROCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SttCW_XDvtI/AAAAAAAABYs/nkgSY_lcUEg/s1600-h/fishies+and+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SttCW_XDvtI/AAAAAAAABYs/nkgSY_lcUEg/s320/fishies+and+kids.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393977941439004370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't the fishkins SO cute?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts18AyIaPI/AAAAAAAABYE/95M-49nnUNs/s1600-h/wareandcody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts18AyIaPI/AAAAAAAABYE/95M-49nnUNs/s320/wareandcody.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393964283824990450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody with a werewolf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts17t5CS2I/AAAAAAAABX8/Ju8nV0XRF7I/s1600-h/SteeleEel,+use+this+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts17t5CS2I/AAAAAAAABX8/Ju8nV0XRF7I/s320/SteeleEel,+use+this+one.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393964278753676130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a brave dude!  He rode the Steele Eel and had SO much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts17CAurgI/AAAAAAAABX0/oj0hzIkh5xM/s1600-h/tunnel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts17CAurgI/AAAAAAAABX0/oj0hzIkh5xM/s320/tunnel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393964266974785026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Climbing through a tunnel on their playscape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts16keKrPI/AAAAAAAABXs/Za6B0Ye4etc/s1600-h/shamu+and+pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts16keKrPI/AAAAAAAABXs/Za6B0Ye4etc/s320/shamu+and+pumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393964259045190898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts18nOJsaI/AAAAAAAABYM/Zuq_60ZkFO0/s320/shamu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had a great time at the Shamu Show!  We are HUGE Shamu fans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts1YerT8TI/AAAAAAAABXk/OxKzu8joNLI/s1600-h/LillyandDad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts1YerT8TI/AAAAAAAABXk/OxKzu8joNLI/s320/LillyandDad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393963673374159154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy and Lilly (aka the fraidy-cat) looking at a werewolf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts1X_2JyII/AAAAAAAABXc/8rRsAtbVdOU/s1600-h/damian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts1X_2JyII/AAAAAAAABXc/8rRsAtbVdOU/s320/damian.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393963665098131586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Handsome Damian, in line for the spooky stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts1XAsCxWI/AAAAAAAABXU/VVZVugfeNZw/s1600-h/cody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts1XAsCxWI/AAAAAAAABXU/VVZVugfeNZw/s320/cody.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393963648144295266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't he the cutest!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts1WormDjI/AAAAAAAABXM/YUcDGVoFHnk/s1600-h/frightmare+forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/Sts1WormDjI/AAAAAAAABXM/YUcDGVoFHnk/s320/frightmare+forest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393963641699962418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Creepy!&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/4853293117438963640-8045227983130722397?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/8045227983130722397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/10/howl-o-scream.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8045227983130722397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8045227983130722397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/10/howl-o-scream.html' title='Howl-O-Scream!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SttCW_XDvtI/AAAAAAAABYs/nkgSY_lcUEg/s72-c/fishies+and+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-8107104073644340712</id><published>2009-10-12T20:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:54:13.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A break from the fever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilly had a break in her fever today! I thought maybe she was breaking free from this nasty flu; unfortunately it appears that it was just a temporary thing... her darn fever is back and she's coughing up a storm again this evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lilly had to show off her beautiful top that Aunt Katelyn made for her! She is sooo proud of it and took advantage of her little fever break by running around the front yard for a minutes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPdfUS6WYI/AAAAAAAABW8/TwTMrQ-wzcA/s1600-h/LillyBean89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPdfUS6WYI/AAAAAAAABW8/TwTMrQ-wzcA/s320/LillyBean89.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391896708986329474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPdeswdpoI/AAAAAAAABW0/HmYC5K0L3xA/s1600-h/LillyBean88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPdeswdpoI/AAAAAAAABW0/HmYC5K0L3xA/s320/LillyBean88.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391896698372859522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPdeJpBvXI/AAAAAAAABWs/iCO2obQ61C0/s1600-h/LillyBean8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPdeJpBvXI/AAAAAAAABWs/iCO2obQ61C0/s320/LillyBean8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391896688946429298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPddOW_VUI/AAAAAAAABWk/avob0FpadHU/s1600-h/LillyBean7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPddOW_VUI/AAAAAAAABWk/avob0FpadHU/s320/LillyBean7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391896673033082178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPdcRG0ofI/AAAAAAAABWc/hFZxHwF6w9Y/s1600-h/LillyBean4.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPdcRG0ofI/AAAAAAAABWc/hFZxHwF6w9Y/s320/LillyBean4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391896656590709234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-8107104073644340712?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/8107104073644340712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/10/break-from-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8107104073644340712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8107104073644340712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/10/break-from-fever.html' title='A break from the fever...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StPdfUS6WYI/AAAAAAAABW8/TwTMrQ-wzcA/s72-c/LillyBean89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-8510765945543148431</id><published>2009-10-10T18:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:37:51.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swine Flu and Mushrooms too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hacking and Coughing and Fevers OH MY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We’ve had the flu… totally nasty but we’re getting through it!  Lilly and I are home alone- recovering from the flu while the boys are getting all spooked out at Sea World's Howl-O-Scream! I hope that they have a G-R-E-A-T time!  In the meantime, the girls are watching chick (or girl) flicks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I have been cooped up in the house, it’s been raining… and with the rain comes fungus!  I was happy to see a patch of mushrooms growing in my backyard!  They are sooo pretty and I had to get out of the house long enough to use my camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElPsXrpmI/AAAAAAAABWU/AW5_XJ6rUi4/s1600-h/mushroom2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElPsXrpmI/AAAAAAAABWU/AW5_XJ6rUi4/s320/mushroom2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391131180477949538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElPN7nBdI/AAAAAAAABWM/c_KRhkGVDU0/s1600-h/mushroom3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElPN7nBdI/AAAAAAAABWM/c_KRhkGVDU0/s320/mushroom3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391131172307142098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElOpkbSeI/AAAAAAAABWE/wLseVx3ojjs/s1600-h/mushroom5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElOpkbSeI/AAAAAAAABWE/wLseVx3ojjs/s320/mushroom5.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391131162546227682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElNy6DNUI/AAAAAAAABV8/1Dx84v-biF4/s1600-h/mushroom6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElNy6DNUI/AAAAAAAABV8/1Dx84v-biF4/s320/mushroom6.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391131147872974146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElNrgn4MI/AAAAAAAABV0/nH4DfRi6Y40/s1600-h/mushroom7.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElNrgn4MI/AAAAAAAABV0/nH4DfRi6Y40/s320/mushroom7.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391131145887277250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4853293117438963640-8510765945543148431?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/8510765945543148431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/10/swine-flu-and-mushrooms-too.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8510765945543148431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/8510765945543148431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/10/swine-flu-and-mushrooms-too.html' title='Swine Flu and Mushrooms too!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/StElPsXrpmI/AAAAAAAABWU/AW5_XJ6rUi4/s72-c/mushroom2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4652823906175656574</id><published>2009-09-30T15:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T17:42:39.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking on the beach with Nana.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yesterday morning Chris went upstairs to wake Damian up.  When he did, Damian woke up crying and screaming at Chris… “No, I am not supposed to be here, I was dreaming and Nana was with me.  Why did you wake me up?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He was devastated.  He wanted to back to that brief moment of time when he and his Nana were together again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After he explained his dream to me, he asked me if I thought there was any way that she really visited him last night…  I told him that I absolutely thought his Nana was with him, there was no other explanation for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Damian explained that he and Nana were on the beach; surrounded by tall trees- a lush forest, huge rocks on which the waves crashed, the sun was setting and the sky looked like one of her water color paintings, it was private- no one else around.  (To me, Damian is describing one of mom’s favorite places, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oregon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; coast-a place he has never been.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He said that she was so beautiful.  She was wearing a lovely pink blouse with little red flowers on it.  She had her arm again and both of her wrists had many beautiful bracelets on them, including a yellow LiveStrong bracelet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As they walked along the beach, holding hands, the two of them had a wonderful conversation (most of which I am choosing not share).  She told him that she is so proud of him; she told him that no matter what happens in his life, he needs to remember that he always has his family to count on and she told him to make sure that he always finds happiness in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“Mom, do you think she’ll visit me again?”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“I am sure she will honey, but please don’t expect it to be tonight or tomorrow or next month, maybe even not this year.  It took Nana a long time to come to you in a dream, it may be a while before she can do it again.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Of all the members of our family, it is so fitting that Nana chose to visit Damian.  She and him were best buddies and shared the most precious of relationships. On the morning that she passed, I was not going to wake the kids- my dad, brother, Chris and I were surrounding her, touching her and softly speaking to her, encouraging her while her time in her present life came to an end.  As the sun began to rise, I turned to the doorway of her room to find my sweetest little boy standing there.  Damian, without an ounce of fear, came to the bed and held his Nana’s only hand as she left this world for the next.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Of course they would share that special bond beyond this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have wished every single day since her passing that I would have a dream like that… I never have.  I must admit that I am jealous and sad and happy all at the same time but most of all, I am so grateful that my mom was able to let us know that she is okay, that she is happy and that she is always here with us and I am honored that she came to visit her special grandson in his dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4652823906175656574?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4652823906175656574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/09/walking-on-beach-with-nana.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4652823906175656574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4652823906175656574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/09/walking-on-beach-with-nana.html' title='Walking on the beach with Nana.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-3384689506976729129</id><published>2009-09-30T13:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:35:27.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>injured kids, sick kids... healing kids!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It has been a crazy few weeks around here!  Thank goodness we are use to the craziness and are handling each bump in the road! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cody had a set-back over the weekend with extreme dizziness, nausea, vomiting and a terrible headache.  It was a little scary!  We talked with the doctor and did a combination of things- we took him off his pain medication (poor baby) and had him lie flat on his back for about 36 hours.  We are not sure if it was a reaction to the pain medication or leakage of spinal fluid from his epidural site but something helped!  Yesterday he had such a great day that he was walking up and down the stairs, bending his knee to a 90 degree angle… he even played Wii Sports!  I am so proud of him- he is doing amazing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lilliana has a crazy, freaky thing going on right now.  She started with a bad earache on Sunday and it has only gotten worse each day.  She saw her pediatrician yesterday… her ear drum looked okay, not great-but not terrible- her ear canal was red but none of that concerned her.  What really bothered her was that she could not touch Lilly’s ear without her crying in pain.  It turns out that she thinks that Lilly has a bone infection in a bone called the mastoid, the little bone directly behind your ear.  The infection is called acute mastoiditis and it is a serious infection with very serious complications (including necrosis of the bone, deafness and meningitis).  Most of the time, this infection requires a hospital stay with IV antibiotics.  We are trying a course of high dose antibiotics and are hoping that it will knock down the infection so we can stay away from the hospital.  We’re keeping our fingers crossed for her!  Thankfully she also seems to be doing a little better this afternoon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thank goodness Damian is doing AWESOME!  He is healthy and happy and enjoying school!  I am going to share a wonderful story about him in my next entry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-3384689506976729129?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/3384689506976729129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/09/injured-kids-sick-kids-healing-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3384689506976729129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/3384689506976729129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/09/injured-kids-sick-kids-healing-kids.html' title='injured kids, sick kids... healing kids!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-7449237820960334385</id><published>2009-09-25T02:06:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T06:16:15.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seriously, a lot of great things happen at hospitals! They help bring life into the world; they heal the injured and cure the sick…. I have so much respect for hospitals and their staff (most of the time)… it’s just nights like THIS, that I am reminded why I don’t like to be&lt;b&gt; in&lt;/b&gt; them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Top Ten (or 11) Reasons that I Dislike Hospitals….&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10- Many of the people in the waiting rooms are rude, selfish and disrespectful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9- Hospitals are dirty, nasty breading grounds for super bugs… I can close my eyes and picture staph germs and H1N1 crawling all over Cody and I….. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ICK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8- They are grossly over crowded and understaffed.  It’s awful to see the nurses running like crazy and forgetting to bring medications to patients because they are spread so thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7- They bring TACOS to a nine year old who just got out of surgery!  What the heck is the deal there?  That is just wrong in so many ways.  In case you are wondering… he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t even look at his tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6- Being treated like I know nothing about my child and his medical issues when I have been the primary care giver of a medically fragile child for nine years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5- Did I mention that the food sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4- Taking vitals on a little boy who JUST fell asleep…not cool.  Seriously, when you have someone who is in pain and is struggling to settle down, it sucks to see them FINALLY drift off to sleep only to be woken up...being poked and prodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3- The bathrooms are just plain nasty….being the germ freak that I am, I nearly fainted onto the nasty floor when I went to wash my hands and there was NO soap!  (thank goodness there is hand sanitizer everywhere... plus I brought two of my own bottles!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2- The “On a scale from 1-10, how much pain are you in?” OR “Can you point to the ‘face’ describes your pain level?"  Seriously, can you not LOOK at my kids face and see what expression he is making corresponds best with the damn pictures???&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the &lt;b&gt;#1 &lt;/b&gt;reason I dislike hospitals (at least for the time being!)....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally falling asleep at 1:00 in the morning, only to have the nurses wake you up at 1:15 to tell you that they have a new patient coming in and WE have to switch rooms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; AND JUST WHEN I THOUGHT IT HAD GOTTEN BAD ENOUGH....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;at 2:55 Cody's epidural pump starts beeping (empty container).  They are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; out because they cannot figure out how to get it to stop beeping.  It is not empty but whoever programmed it put 100 cc into the program instead of what it needed to be programmed for (250).  These nurses are standing around for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;20&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; minutes&lt;/b&gt;, trying to figure it out and I am getting pissed... because not only are Cody and I wide awake but now the poor little boy who we moved in with in the middle of the night is now awake, as are both of his parents.  (seriously, they couldn't even get the beeping to stop)  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So finally I get mad and say... "This is the same IV pump that Cody uses for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IVIG&lt;/span&gt;.  I am tired of listening to it beep and I am tired of waiting for you to come up with an answer.... we are going to trick it into thinking that we switched containers.  I pressed "stop" then "new container" then "start" and it was good as new in 10 seconds.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;!  They were mad at me because I messed up their numbers but I seriously didn't give a hoot at that point!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's 5:30... I am so tired.  I can hardly wait to get out of here and back to the house so Cody and I can take a nap in my nice, comfy bed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-7449237820960334385?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/7449237820960334385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/09/top-ten-and-cody-too.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7449237820960334385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7449237820960334385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/09/top-ten-and-cody-too.html' title='Top Ten...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-2895801297540525213</id><published>2009-09-22T09:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T12:57:12.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not my best week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cody will be having surgery on Thursday.  He has medial plica syndrome and RSD in his left knee.  The injury is total déjà vu as it was almost exactly a year ago that the exact same injury occurred to Cody’s right knee.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Because children his age rarely have issues like this (so rare in young children that Cody’s was the youngest patient with medial plica syndrome that his pediatric orthopedic surgeon had ever seen) it took them three months to diagnose last year.  It was the worst three months that I have ever experienced as a parent and I was not going to stop until I found and answer.  SO, after three months of tests, steriod injections, searching and fighting and emailing every orthopedic surgeon in the country (maybe not every ortho…. But you would be surprised by the amount of people I reached out to) our very kind pediatric orthopedic surgeon agreed to do surgery on Cody’s knee; to remove the plica, clean out the scar tissue and have a nerve block and epidural left in over night to calm the nerves.  After several weeks of recovery, Cody spent the past 8 months feeling great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Fast forward to last Monday.  Cody was simply walking across his bedroom floor when he collapsed in pain… Chris and I immediately knew what had happened.  It was heartbreaking and completely devastating to know that he was in the same pain all over again.  He can barely walk due to the intensity and it hurts tremendously, no matter what he is doing (whether he is lying on the couch or walking down the hallway at school).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Thankfully, saw his doctor a week ago and he agreed that the best option was to bypass the conservative treatment options and head straight to the OR.  Cody will be having surgery on Thursday.  While we do not want Cody to undergo another surgery (his 7th in nine years), we feel that it is the only option.  He will be spending some time in the hospital so please pray that he does not pick up any infections while he is there.  He doesn’t have IVIG until NEXT Friday so we still have about two weeks to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So, I am stressed out enough about the upcoming surgery… it’s a lot to worry about, especially with his immune deficiency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;On top of that…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We got terrible, heart wrenching news on Sunday afternoon.  We have been asked not to say much until our family knows more details, but we lost a nephew on Saturday.   We have had a difficult time since Chris received the phone call.  Tragic is the only way to describe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It seems like Chris and I have been faced with too much death over the past few years.  It began with my grandpa, then my beloved mother, my father-in-law, and two nephews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning.  Today is my mom’s birthday.  Today should have been her 57th birthday.   I wish that I was antique shopping with her… I wish I was taking her to the mall or out to lunch… I wish I could wrap arms around her and tell her how much I love her, how much she means to me.  I miss her more than any words could ever begin to express.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I deserve a day, once in a while… when I just want to stay in bed- and feel sorry for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Next week will be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-2895801297540525213?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/2895801297540525213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-my-best-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2895801297540525213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/2895801297540525213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-my-best-week.html' title='Not my best week...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-4511242322986292488</id><published>2009-09-08T08:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:01:18.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One crazy week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Clipped Paxton's nails and cut his quick... which led to to a pretty nasty bleed, which led to a Sunday visit to the vet &amp;amp; a HUGE bandage.&lt;br /&gt;-Chris left for a class in Houston.&lt;br /&gt;-Cody and Damian were housing a little too much, which led to Cody receiving a concussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had Cody home, monitoring his concussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cody developed another bad sinus infection, which led to a high fever and more antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cody stayed home, allowing time for the antibiotics to kick in and his fever to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cody was able to go back to school.. but Damian had to stay home because he developed an upper respiratory infection and terrible fever.  In the evening, I started Cody's IV... about 30 minutes later- he stepped on his IV line, snapping it in two and pulling hard on his port so we had to remove the line for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Damian stayed home again, with his high fever and terrible cough.  Cody and I spent the day at Dr.  P's, getting IVIG.  After a long day at the hospital, Cody and I picked Lilly up from school and I came home to help take care of Damian... later that night we left for the airport (with a sick kid, a tired kid and a kid with an IV) to pick Chris up.  Waited and waited and waited for a very late airplane with three kids who missed their daddy all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank goodness last week is over!  I don't miss it, that's for sure!  Thank goodness for my dad!  He is such a treasure, I may not have been able to maintain my sanity if it were not for him!  Of course, we made it through the week just fine and were happy to have Chris home.  We spent the weekend relaxing, which was a nice change of pace.  I helped create an online portfolio for Chris... have never done anything like that before!  There are lots of improvements to be made to it still but I think it turned out great for never having done anything like that before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's onto this week, which I am certain will be better than the last one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4853293117438963640-4511242322986292488?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/4511242322986292488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-crazy-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4511242322986292488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/4511242322986292488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-crazy-week.html' title='One crazy week!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-1231221490115986253</id><published>2009-08-24T08:53:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:17:07.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of SCHOOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; the mother of a 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader, a 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader and a 1st grader... and it makes me want to cry!  I cannot believe it.  I remember, like it was yesterday, bringing my baby (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lilliana&lt;/span&gt;) home from the hospital the night BEFORE I took took Damian to his first day of kindergarten!  All three of the kids were SO tiny and I balled my eyes out.  Now, they look SO grown up!!! I wish that time didn't pass by so quickly... but I am SO proud of them for being such responsible, kind, good, SMART kids!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few pictures from their first morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpKfC9HH6KI/AAAAAAAABVc/vzWUOhdNWQ4/s1600-h/DSC_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpKfC9HH6KI/AAAAAAAABVc/vzWUOhdNWQ4/s320/DSC_0978.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373532178519419042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpKfCdFBDII/AAAAAAAABVU/KMzcQVMKfcY/s1600-h/DSC_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpKfCdFBDII/AAAAAAAABVU/KMzcQVMKfcY/s320/DSC_0979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373532169920646274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpKfBmHHbZI/AAAAAAAABVM/B_5sjF35fwI/s1600-h/DSC_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpKfBmHHbZI/AAAAAAAABVM/B_5sjF35fwI/s320/DSC_0983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373532155165502866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpKed3spwmI/AAAAAAAABVE/Om5Umsot97o/s1600-h/DSC_0988.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpKed3spwmI/AAAAAAAABVE/Om5Umsot97o/s320/DSC_0988.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373531541411054178" /&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/4853293117438963640-1231221490115986253?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/1231221490115986253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1231221490115986253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/1231221490115986253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of SCHOOL!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpKfC9HH6KI/AAAAAAAABVc/vzWUOhdNWQ4/s72-c/DSC_0978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-7644917685675137366</id><published>2009-08-23T17:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:33:18.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Navy Retirement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We attended the retirement ceremony of our friend &amp;amp; neighbor, Jason, this past Friday.  He has served in the Navy for 21 years!  I admire him and his family so much for all of the sacrifices that they have made for the safety and well-being of our country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-bd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376172441021&amp;amp;site=widget-bd.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;width: 400px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172441021&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bd.slide.com/p1/288230376172441021/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172441021&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bd.slide.com/p2/288230376172441021/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172441021&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bd.slide.com/p4/288230376172441021/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&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/4853293117438963640-7644917685675137366?l=fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/feeds/7644917685675137366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/08/navy-retirement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7644917685675137366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4853293117438963640/posts/default/7644917685675137366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivelittlekofoeds.blogspot.com/2009/08/navy-retirement.html' title='Navy Retirement'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11792300669733092212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/S8yzaLdQFEI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ybkPENGq99I/S220/wf414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4853293117438963640.post-623882223620802998</id><published>2009-08-23T14:12:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:57:41.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Candy Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lilliana&lt;/span&gt; Grace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kofoed&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;b&gt;SIX&lt;/b&gt; years old today!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is a beautiful, kind, sweet, funny little girl who graces me with her laughter and smiles every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She celebrated with friends yesterday by having a CANDY PARTY!!!  It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpGXUOWvsuI/AAAAAAAABUU/11r4h93RAyQ/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5Tcau-_sh0/SpGXUOWvsuI/AAAAAAAABUU/11r4h93RAyQ/s320/birthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373242204136387298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: cen
