tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60825193358753661232024-03-20T00:57:24.824-07:00Kevin, Beth, & GirlsBethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-25742079860777312502009-07-08T13:59:00.001-07:002009-07-08T13:59:49.856-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDnmGxHXzvycV6peU3dFzkLqpO0363IteqKZA7RjgXRKqGPpTwM9o7RvtlsMfHukA8WzZtyyO091ZQ_wzFWLtUC1gb5ZLMw6TPBl0ecZrR8hYkUB61H3Z-j1P4_AA6DnmJruGGQeNQXgk/s1600-h/Ava+070809-789858.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDnmGxHXzvycV6peU3dFzkLqpO0363IteqKZA7RjgXRKqGPpTwM9o7RvtlsMfHukA8WzZtyyO091ZQ_wzFWLtUC1gb5ZLMw6TPBl0ecZrR8hYkUB61H3Z-j1P4_AA6DnmJruGGQeNQXgk/s320/Ava+070809-789858.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356196976012713282" /></a></p>This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!<p>To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit <a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture">www.verizonwireless.com/picture</a>.<p>Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime® 6.5 or higher is required.BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-21914718141811057022009-07-02T07:45:00.001-07:002009-07-02T07:45:23.826-07:00<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='400' height='326' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxmG-rny8q98XJVqlTH2XdroYU5Jmu9enY5N4avPdT3OZ9sPVd7JBosH7mdFBpY3xJV8wX0vkbxYy2ucC-gsQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless!<p>To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit <a href="http://www.verizonwireless.com/picture">www.verizonwireless.com/picture</a>.<p>Note: To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime® 6.5 or higher is required.BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-9314836955011894222009-06-17T22:51:00.001-07:002009-06-17T23:17:35.400-07:00Close ups<div align="center">Since we got our new camera in March, I have been much better about taking decent pics (because there were a couple of months that passed with only pics taken with our cell phones, ugh). As you can see, I was playing with the settings on the new camera and seeing what it could do close up. Here are the results. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_aNNO-jJrOZ8O_U5-ad8AoW8-bTJSbZF8SayWzIIAa6LhENYoUh71ZS3CaFmeHWz3JcdDHZVxDyWQCBFYF9bUtXQWYtw85M4fHHJRx1lxuoVJNHb-wOT1jI3-9xuvFWLWEIfVgACKFEw/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348543027648305922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_aNNO-jJrOZ8O_U5-ad8AoW8-bTJSbZF8SayWzIIAa6LhENYoUh71ZS3CaFmeHWz3JcdDHZVxDyWQCBFYF9bUtXQWYtw85M4fHHJRx1lxuoVJNHb-wOT1jI3-9xuvFWLWEIfVgACKFEw/s320/DSC00179.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="center">I think if she could speak, she would be saying "hey lady, can you get the camera out of my face while I watch my show?" lol<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjECcB62wK9hj7957HlK8t9iDbPhqMgD9gdkb_KMI9jPr9AsvbelaTba6nBDnRibQDkL5Ofaftvw_I5mnSp2kxTRaOe_fD8hYET07bFWCeWqzuNS0wmIj_ma4LL5Z6moZbsXrNFw1Gqxc4/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348543016760742402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjECcB62wK9hj7957HlK8t9iDbPhqMgD9gdkb_KMI9jPr9AsvbelaTba6nBDnRibQDkL5Ofaftvw_I5mnSp2kxTRaOe_fD8hYET07bFWCeWqzuNS0wmIj_ma4LL5Z6moZbsXrNFw1Gqxc4/s320/DSC00134.JPG" /></a><br />See the blue eyes? They didn't come from Kevin (his eyes are green) or me (even though my eyes are blue, they aren't this color blue). If she didn't look SO much like her dad, I'd seriously consider calling the hospital to find out whose kid I have! :)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguWXTMaWq6mH3lvG5ByEpiJtkiSCx_xFCEaJJpadOYG9ZMoObxCGzb8fF9cFB9Rbi8ByEUThfDJ9kB0xDKpKNq0RnzdFdSMkwnT-ZMGEB3mE82zOD3xFSOU0xjiphlE-JoAUFOqUDhQkI/s1600-h/3-10-09+Katie+face+3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348543009730197218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguWXTMaWq6mH3lvG5ByEpiJtkiSCx_xFCEaJJpadOYG9ZMoObxCGzb8fF9cFB9Rbi8ByEUThfDJ9kB0xDKpKNq0RnzdFdSMkwnT-ZMGEB3mE82zOD3xFSOU0xjiphlE-JoAUFOqUDhQkI/s320/3-10-09+Katie+face+3.JPG" /></a><br />Check out how chubby that little cheek is! Don't you just want to kiss it?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7WW9fdBGozPc0w5_4O7ayT0bDY1x0VKmQ1acoqTj2ilgNNCh48k-xqbmN5WeDweFTkC6k_Ecc6uWj0NPk0Ty3YU26r3yEvg9LnsqOpY_HpdiA3zCyjpjQhklsHUX3kMo6QCr8T0P_dtU/s1600-h/3-10-09+Katie+face+2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348543005569844578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7WW9fdBGozPc0w5_4O7ayT0bDY1x0VKmQ1acoqTj2ilgNNCh48k-xqbmN5WeDweFTkC6k_Ecc6uWj0NPk0Ty3YU26r3yEvg9LnsqOpY_HpdiA3zCyjpjQhklsHUX3kMo6QCr8T0P_dtU/s320/3-10-09+Katie+face+2.JPG" /></a><br />This is one of my favorite pics...I just wish it was her whole face, but I love her expression. She is a sweet, happy girl almost all the time. I cannot remember what in the world I did with my time before she got here. :)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEierBmVlJs8fMLwjQEkfcEHWd5VGixa2HuxOEZoPJ7HYl-muty2G1ObBmVhvib5n15pZMaK7gJbJ6yvy-acJQJvzce6DulU2t2skLb563_bzfkxIJFKa9lz0J5P5iuyh7ZvlL-foaWa0OM/s1600-h/3-10-09+Katie+face+1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348543000533005378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEierBmVlJs8fMLwjQEkfcEHWd5VGixa2HuxOEZoPJ7HYl-muty2G1ObBmVhvib5n15pZMaK7gJbJ6yvy-acJQJvzce6DulU2t2skLb563_bzfkxIJFKa9lz0J5P5iuyh7ZvlL-foaWa0OM/s320/3-10-09+Katie+face+1.JPG" /></a> </div></div></div><br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-73938262717137691452009-06-09T00:53:00.001-07:002009-06-09T01:22:44.278-07:00Guess what Katie loves???<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Jello Pudding Pops.</span> </div><div align="center">I know it's not the best thing in the world for her, but as of her last doctor's visit, she is only in the 25th percentile for weight and height. I figure a little pudding isn't going to ruin her diet. :)</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqMVKMM5OQWHr6Xupb_il-IOi1V9e8FLWsAzksU3E4lAxYCne9xd9kIGOtSGjMATjPe8-O6o_9BB-FUmNPPtDdlq20SEcT_0AR64gpMEv6irTvGa_pl2VnxhDzQXjHsBnNTEPiTVEtWM/s1600-h/DSC00193EDITED.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345237120038596898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqMVKMM5OQWHr6Xupb_il-IOi1V9e8FLWsAzksU3E4lAxYCne9xd9kIGOtSGjMATjPe8-O6o_9BB-FUmNPPtDdlq20SEcT_0AR64gpMEv6irTvGa_pl2VnxhDzQXjHsBnNTEPiTVEtWM/s320/DSC00193EDITED.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">She also loves reading...</span></div><div align="center">Reading the Ikea ad. The closest one to us is about thirty minutes away, so we try to make sure we have a good reason to go.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKcBvImaN9eMqhIWVD6K12nODzjIAzHeSMfPRZNUgrl6WnRWnQvliDT0bCPwlw1Vsw6g3i3oNvfcDNqyR-TqBLwz0a_EKnz7E8nv7x8ZcbHQTewKqi7dHW0mt6v4uoaD5BRhufEwbL6s/s1600-h/3-18-09+Katie+3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345237114733791746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKcBvImaN9eMqhIWVD6K12nODzjIAzHeSMfPRZNUgrl6WnRWnQvliDT0bCPwlw1Vsw6g3i3oNvfcDNqyR-TqBLwz0a_EKnz7E8nv7x8ZcbHQTewKqi7dHW0mt6v4uoaD5BRhufEwbL6s/s320/3-18-09+Katie+3.JPG" /></a><br />Reading a book while I got her lunch ready. My sister was quick to point out the title of the book, and suggested that <em>I</em> had something to do with it - Of course not! Can I help it if Katie loves books about other creatures of nature loving their mommy's, the way she loves me???<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm6Jsc4ErgOrVvh-1BDarNle0FT1wHP6q1xKmHOZRnXAkQE6M96HLcnArQB1JBpikxGQeZISQxuKDrg9Qm09iS0XpvdlETsmfQ2M8pEuKq9yEqExbOizpdY25v31b8Seo7whsc_EMdoH4/s1600-h/4-8-09+Katie+reading+(21).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345237110616224706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm6Jsc4ErgOrVvh-1BDarNle0FT1wHP6q1xKmHOZRnXAkQE6M96HLcnArQB1JBpikxGQeZISQxuKDrg9Qm09iS0XpvdlETsmfQ2M8pEuKq9yEqExbOizpdY25v31b8Seo7whsc_EMdoH4/s320/4-8-09+Katie+reading+(21).JPG" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">AND, she loves coming to work with me...</span></div><div>Look what I found under my desk at work one day. At least she came with a maraca.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipVnkmdzoIlFW3naZK1l47JPTl1xrscrTElqZpJC4jSSJcir0AYeifGgGMUZG2mY-AS6nNqhyphenhyphen0P2WKUBlE-v1jf6AOtmgTYHc6JftS1cYy4iNG2W_cBejmwcnABNauWAeELcNjGdxjsg0/s1600-h/0403091524.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345237102749625666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipVnkmdzoIlFW3naZK1l47JPTl1xrscrTElqZpJC4jSSJcir0AYeifGgGMUZG2mY-AS6nNqhyphenhyphen0P2WKUBlE-v1jf6AOtmgTYHc6JftS1cYy4iNG2W_cBejmwcnABNauWAeELcNjGdxjsg0/s320/0403091524.jpg" /></a><br />Also at work with me. Clearly she had an important cell phone call to make and couldn't be bothered with pictures.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLAK2GvQ5gudvEdEPrI_Y7BLjboHQZ3VNQYuBSTsO6CXhK47A_ZZS-zvCtmVQRypLqIIaxXXw_16FsqP2zwntwpdy24ogh2ClLnBwS-RMRjFecoScQTB9FlPNjRo7KkoWtVM-KCdbQaRw/s1600-h/0306091528.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345237099471750370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLAK2GvQ5gudvEdEPrI_Y7BLjboHQZ3VNQYuBSTsO6CXhK47A_ZZS-zvCtmVQRypLqIIaxXXw_16FsqP2zwntwpdy24ogh2ClLnBwS-RMRjFecoScQTB9FlPNjRo7KkoWtVM-KCdbQaRw/s320/0306091528.jpg" /></a> </div></div></div><br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-4448004856885117162009-05-03T23:16:00.000-07:002009-05-03T23:31:18.184-07:00<div align="center">Since I cannot seem to post pictures regularly enough to be up-to-date, I thought I'd play catch-up and post one from each month. This is also to show that Katie Holmes is quite possibly the smiley-est kid in town. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This pic is from November...chillin in her exersaucer. </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFcsXpHavqieKPseVBeNMDsjtcmj-1G8ovAn7OtKD6xgUHNWmhPoMcD6L5zmvSHb0yS1CABllhHsJLgXR_jqpWpGq0njle9ViL_QuuHMBTwSt9QS5QtvU_AFJVW5IbgUDjjfR7HikZNkc/s1600-h/11-13-08+Exersaucer+Katie+16.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331850430069193778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFcsXpHavqieKPseVBeNMDsjtcmj-1G8ovAn7OtKD6xgUHNWmhPoMcD6L5zmvSHb0yS1CABllhHsJLgXR_jqpWpGq0njle9ViL_QuuHMBTwSt9QS5QtvU_AFJVW5IbgUDjjfR7HikZNkc/s320/11-13-08+Exersaucer+Katie+16.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="center">This is from December - my mom doesn't like that we're dressing her in Ohio State stuff that looks so boyish, but it is TOUGH finding cute pink OSU attire! Plus, I think Katie looks cute in overalls. :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIkqb2dcaz87ULCASOdkjJiBdWJcY-0qimC01nnyP9iHkTqW85nZwntodEJ13ZuCPOiERA-dKoCqKxxSTGd3BkWzYBWs117GurS4bC_UL2V4QJ_e7fF1mA8Zu_kymi3pRVEQI4_ak7kI/s1600-h/0105091119.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331850425079160242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIkqb2dcaz87ULCASOdkjJiBdWJcY-0qimC01nnyP9iHkTqW85nZwntodEJ13ZuCPOiERA-dKoCqKxxSTGd3BkWzYBWs117GurS4bC_UL2V4QJ_e7fF1mA8Zu_kymi3pRVEQI4_ak7kI/s320/0105091119.jpg" /></a><br /><br />This was Katie in January while visiting her Aunt Kendra and cousin Haden. She LOVES Haden, even though we don't see them as often as we should.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ZfW4j9Znp4iCB3A-i7_S4p7PbJaqbs6o8BOTcaeg5HMUeIumGWvV9mIwUi4cqxUshUsl996SHzy5hvvv-URfxYD5zo_DYzX8IN7SSzoFipZAHhGftA-9d8RXF-9_dfydPKS7stGyIV8/s1600-h/0204091316a.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331850424634263202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ZfW4j9Znp4iCB3A-i7_S4p7PbJaqbs6o8BOTcaeg5HMUeIumGWvV9mIwUi4cqxUshUsl996SHzy5hvvv-URfxYD5zo_DYzX8IN7SSzoFipZAHhGftA-9d8RXF-9_dfydPKS7stGyIV8/s320/0204091316a.jpg" /></a></div><div> </div><div>This is Katie playing on the living room floor while we were re-doing the living room (it turns out getting a new tv meant we also got a new entertainment center, got rid of a window in the room, and got new paint...that turned into one expensive tv. lol BUT, we gained some space, which is totally worth the money). In this pic I was pretending to step on Katie, which she though was hilarious, but what I didn't tell her was how much I weigh (and I'm not posting it here either). :)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGYXSk38mb8bl4iVUO4ERFRDgTosGG02B5vL3N-wn_mJmtA1-bh-WYqAHoEPrwU7UzxXj-bRvgAv190bcQgJVSZtBrrCyMI3ue0EkwEN4a6GhRFiQWgkFCOlbgXZ99nsgnyr3wgd8iaFI/s1600-h/3-14-09+Katie+26+cropped.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331850422057167570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGYXSk38mb8bl4iVUO4ERFRDgTosGG02B5vL3N-wn_mJmtA1-bh-WYqAHoEPrwU7UzxXj-bRvgAv190bcQgJVSZtBrrCyMI3ue0EkwEN4a6GhRFiQWgkFCOlbgXZ99nsgnyr3wgd8iaFI/s320/3-14-09+Katie+26+cropped.JPG" /></a><br />This is from March...and is one of the few pics that I will post of Katie NOT smiling. Baby yawning pics make ME smile, so that's why I'm posting it.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVsfZL61JzENZhCHlFmgK-FcL9bXZDxnNrH8C1TY4tqnC1Ul4-bR2P5nqo6AWUhmhnA12JxYxsAqGd3m_V5EOP2V4GBOqoY2cZJgtzMXHK1uhyphenhyphenFiWUphSYZioNsCfmD36uwkLz9_ZL850/s1600-h/3-10-09+Katie+15.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331850417202293202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVsfZL61JzENZhCHlFmgK-FcL9bXZDxnNrH8C1TY4tqnC1Ul4-bR2P5nqo6AWUhmhnA12JxYxsAqGd3m_V5EOP2V4GBOqoY2cZJgtzMXHK1uhyphenhyphenFiWUphSYZioNsCfmD36uwkLz9_ZL850/s320/3-10-09+Katie+15.JPG" /></a> </div></div></div><br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-13300186261475949732009-03-24T22:25:00.000-07:002009-03-24T22:45:12.493-07:00<div align="center">So I KNOW I shouldn't even have a blog, since I can't manage to update it enough - but I'm going to TRY to fast forward through some old Katie pics to get to the more recent stuff (we just got a new camera, so I've been MUCH better about snapping pics more frequently). </div><br /><div align="center">This is just Katie, chillin on the couch. She is this happy ALMOST all of the time. She's such a good girl (I can only hope the next girl is as sweet and happy as Katie is - but I guess we'll keep the next girl even if she's not). :)</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJSsg32aGum5BDD75SaiVxo3_jDouUk0m30wtu3iYG5FQ6p0mYd7UMSn8GMCZe4Ht_oATJ5lOvSqfXOlqRYAWKlbEJunFwK3Hnp4MVTMwDvLN_ebED6A5xLPAIUMdHrsm3VwbqdnXzOg/s1600-h/10-29-08+Katie+six+months+10.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316995780446595762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJSsg32aGum5BDD75SaiVxo3_jDouUk0m30wtu3iYG5FQ6p0mYd7UMSn8GMCZe4Ht_oATJ5lOvSqfXOlqRYAWKlbEJunFwK3Hnp4MVTMwDvLN_ebED6A5xLPAIUMdHrsm3VwbqdnXzOg/s320/10-29-08+Katie+six+months+10.JPG" /></a> Katie dressed up as an ice cream cone for Halloween. I had to work that evening, so she came to visit me in her costume. She already knows she's going as a cupcake Halloween 2009. Yes, she will hate me when she's older. :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYLTZhn-E0xofN-iDt01rMM0-q50b0D5OwTVNMAjFzPh7zuXNje_DibwbHt3c7GedlWCSUud_ZlJcmlbVKK0MTUm-_IMN-9K4rCOUfF6OTL9sXucvTALkkDa_znKc169dqJCacyXUhMDk/s1600-h/10-30-08+Ice+Cream+Katie+3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316995774791919010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYLTZhn-E0xofN-iDt01rMM0-q50b0D5OwTVNMAjFzPh7zuXNje_DibwbHt3c7GedlWCSUud_ZlJcmlbVKK0MTUm-_IMN-9K4rCOUfF6OTL9sXucvTALkkDa_znKc169dqJCacyXUhMDk/s320/10-30-08+Ice+Cream+Katie+3.JPG" /></a><br />This girl is NEVER going to crawl! This is the face she used to make if we put her on her tummy. We now refer to her as the human rolling pin, because she will literally roll all over the room if she sees something she wants.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpYS3vdoPI0sT8O08LMCgdtRbHOfudPq8aRtfX09KNr43dvjUkvhhEyCG8K5qN5Kzecz25kOC_DakmUBssld9d-DMi9haHLgLM5WRwYuV8EUvjDOp1Ft6ofEDw-AeNINUdQeguKhzOTzE/s1600-h/11-11-08+Activity+gym+6.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316995764618314322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpYS3vdoPI0sT8O08LMCgdtRbHOfudPq8aRtfX09KNr43dvjUkvhhEyCG8K5qN5Kzecz25kOC_DakmUBssld9d-DMi9haHLgLM5WRwYuV8EUvjDOp1Ft6ofEDw-AeNINUdQeguKhzOTzE/s320/11-11-08+Activity+gym+6.JPG" /></a><br />Nothing special about this pic - other than little Smiles McGee. I was teasing her with her yellow duck.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7XSJLcRRlW0JDdVq2H86VZtE48VgOrsbj4I3wKjPJxAHJwCz6m_lFzz1V4mQeTo8tTGmwjEgVPbVtSDXyP4BzMkRb86zXGzDQi93n8ccqswjmKIm3yJndIwd4HtrS1oSGytEdzF9aWDY/s1600-h/11-11-08+Smiling+Katie+4.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316995761397372210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7XSJLcRRlW0JDdVq2H86VZtE48VgOrsbj4I3wKjPJxAHJwCz6m_lFzz1V4mQeTo8tTGmwjEgVPbVtSDXyP4BzMkRb86zXGzDQi93n8ccqswjmKIm3yJndIwd4HtrS1oSGytEdzF9aWDY/s320/11-11-08+Smiling+Katie+4.JPG" /></a><br />She got the duck from me, and that was the end of the smiles. About 2 minutes of intense chewing, and the yellow duck was soaked.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinXP8vkHiphsqhxpTWCTlBbpirxzm1ifwWqkLQL3DWHF2pKDg3ZwDwyuneXi5K4JIXcc814RMR0jGgFA678_MLaX-vIXIrttUNryh8vmVJUQsx2qqJ3KbmbhtzS6qgcN_hdnhGZHGvs7A/s1600-h/11-11-08+Smiling+Katie+15.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316995753794971458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinXP8vkHiphsqhxpTWCTlBbpirxzm1ifwWqkLQL3DWHF2pKDg3ZwDwyuneXi5K4JIXcc814RMR0jGgFA678_MLaX-vIXIrttUNryh8vmVJUQsx2qqJ3KbmbhtzS6qgcN_hdnhGZHGvs7A/s320/11-11-08+Smiling+Katie+15.JPG" /></a> <div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-23483513969739789342009-02-17T21:56:00.001-08:002009-02-17T22:13:05.253-08:00Katie Katie the Pumpkin Lady<div align="center">Since this past October was Katie's first fall season, I thought it was appropriate for us to take her to the country to get a pumpkin. She couldn't decide which one was more comfortable though. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2oCGmufrTqZfwpAS04ri4u5crYIXz1aYadISlPc7GWw0RE1pewC9rekKwtStxcPTIngdGUpDQl10StExQt7UnehdzKzYO8IF3K2-bJI0fPw77DLSCbC3kTfCsIjM390N4gF0otZyITks/s1600-h/10-18-08+Katie+on+pumpkins.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304013595066819986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2oCGmufrTqZfwpAS04ri4u5crYIXz1aYadISlPc7GWw0RE1pewC9rekKwtStxcPTIngdGUpDQl10StExQt7UnehdzKzYO8IF3K2-bJI0fPw77DLSCbC3kTfCsIjM390N4gF0otZyITks/s320/10-18-08+Katie+on+pumpkins.JPG" /></a> Katie loves her Daddy. Even the pumpkin in her lap wasn't enough to distract her from looking at him. </div><div align="center"><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxmtQjXFp0Wxpew_iFLoolzthoLuv2Clu_-kJACyVB5LfFzeXjumWPwO-SXB96NQ3GhFFRUAyz9gOkjMGFnYSCbB5jidRIZ_ZSAz9TXE9NQ0vkYkzpyF2lgIpdtLvvZX29hAuaX_F1msE/s1600-h/10-18-08+Katie+on+hay+4.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304013587368280258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxmtQjXFp0Wxpew_iFLoolzthoLuv2Clu_-kJACyVB5LfFzeXjumWPwO-SXB96NQ3GhFFRUAyz9gOkjMGFnYSCbB5jidRIZ_ZSAz9TXE9NQ0vkYkzpyF2lgIpdtLvvZX29hAuaX_F1msE/s320/10-18-08+Katie+on+hay+4.JPG" /></a><br />Grandma Starr, Katie, and Aunt Amy. Katie loves hanging out with the girls.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyL33RIceAc3wuMLzBwGozpvMSS_HjB-jsgFNaZcIEZnaOODKCyBXU000JKU8JdRJZBj4bSFHJKRUsCaFCC9wnmEqF9D7KS5Sg15uK5Osr-96Gc_qr6-Gw9sVsIlTpBye_452gsuGDKXc/s1600-h/10-18-08+Katie+Grandma+Amy+4.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304013581596200642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyL33RIceAc3wuMLzBwGozpvMSS_HjB-jsgFNaZcIEZnaOODKCyBXU000JKU8JdRJZBj4bSFHJKRUsCaFCC9wnmEqF9D7KS5Sg15uK5Osr-96Gc_qr6-Gw9sVsIlTpBye_452gsuGDKXc/s320/10-18-08+Katie+Grandma+Amy+4.JPG" /></a><br />Grandpa Roger is CONSTANTLY sneaking candy to Katie, although even I was surprised to see that he was willing to give up his favorite candy bar to her!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNdTCAz6gVOih2Fov84k3f9yjshFhj9nBC__UapKZxlmFxcYK59sW_atEpErtICcQqyCuB5hJzV6HlQn6Cnake-tkkyEBxeYlgfNbfplJaO-9XNXKllJSCNwNbVR_g_fLQOTi9WJMIRy0/s1600-h/11-1-08+Katie+candybar+5.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304013577821835122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNdTCAz6gVOih2Fov84k3f9yjshFhj9nBC__UapKZxlmFxcYK59sW_atEpErtICcQqyCuB5hJzV6HlQn6Cnake-tkkyEBxeYlgfNbfplJaO-9XNXKllJSCNwNbVR_g_fLQOTi9WJMIRy0/s320/11-1-08+Katie+candybar+5.JPG" /></a><br />"Hmm, I think I like this...and Grandpa Roger is my favorite!" <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304015728058920034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp0E5tgTiN0Edr55HfQb0ue1Vgbz_QF4Mwd6Nr4sR5mptf7M3HczGeppIZGS_Y6Ea6kx21BpmiUDwTOjiaoBlYnHG2IwDLdzbewiN43qNW19VUFxAxo8OdVl8rQeY1-SEUpKQh5Ttpwnk/s320/11-1-08+Katie+candybar+3.JPG" /> <div></div></div></div></div></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-17742519346266590732009-02-17T21:38:00.000-08:002009-02-17T21:53:43.087-08:00Random...<div align="center">So yes, it has again been a l-o-n-g time since my last post. Here are some random Katie pics.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2w6IUBqaZx0uoVlMB0NQuqoL4r80nzBJ9XDyuyJdGm8K6tr0iIsafIRM8HPVwgUqLMYsP3Tx5ltDMuTgMgi-mb0-M_VfHbUNeM-IdaWaWqGqz6lSPvkSeifTqpu23he_SLIpjEuO4p48/s1600-h/10-1-08+Katie+3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304010506592165314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2w6IUBqaZx0uoVlMB0NQuqoL4r80nzBJ9XDyuyJdGm8K6tr0iIsafIRM8HPVwgUqLMYsP3Tx5ltDMuTgMgi-mb0-M_VfHbUNeM-IdaWaWqGqz6lSPvkSeifTqpu23he_SLIpjEuO4p48/s320/10-1-08+Katie+3.JPG" /></a> The next four pics are some of my favorites...check out the progression of Katie getting her first taste of peas. </div><div align="center">"Hey awesome! I like this business of eating off of a spoon instead of out of a bottle."<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3-2R-oRD1ARb5fGnh4j2riJYNpBnkWb7xOmd93lpTlVDt1yCGMX9Rx4NRNpJ-iRmkHkR0rUTlrh4V-GFrduidLtiBJAPVYPhLCc2FEayurTbMclB8MrDsb0gT3CbzgiozrZL_HF6nUes/s1600-h/10-22-08+Katie+peas+1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304010504581258050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3-2R-oRD1ARb5fGnh4j2riJYNpBnkWb7xOmd93lpTlVDt1yCGMX9Rx4NRNpJ-iRmkHkR0rUTlrh4V-GFrduidLtiBJAPVYPhLCc2FEayurTbMclB8MrDsb0gT3CbzgiozrZL_HF6nUes/s320/10-22-08+Katie+peas+1.JPG" /></a><br />"Wait, what did you say that was? Peas???"<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5oKvFnYCw9bidG6Hrq5-j1geolntUtlaeRrI1_VcHYU95CxuxxoJ53u4iwY41J4gCHJCWwICBek69KGc_T1TsWnAXNu2HxeDzygKpWyj9A073VzU05zEyD16uaYuZBv7cbqJXx_gN-M8/s1600-h/10-22-08+Katie+peas+2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304010500765510754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5oKvFnYCw9bidG6Hrq5-j1geolntUtlaeRrI1_VcHYU95CxuxxoJ53u4iwY41J4gCHJCWwICBek69KGc_T1TsWnAXNu2HxeDzygKpWyj9A073VzU05zEyD16uaYuZBv7cbqJXx_gN-M8/s320/10-22-08+Katie+peas+2.JPG" /></a><br />"Um, I don't think I like peas...let me try ONE more bite."<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiinqPVk_AU3_76BqJm-CexmuUZ9vc2zSSYn1geZrLSEj9HyrZo9kHcEntz_UW_hgS-jKeVry2tM5GeKOgjjDfnjntUYjRdUw2nVsBhQZ0GWNMooDBk8G9oKYGUWIPYA9gK-ulNa0Xu7qc/s1600-h/10-22-08+Katie+peas+3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304010495078841794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiinqPVk_AU3_76BqJm-CexmuUZ9vc2zSSYn1geZrLSEj9HyrZo9kHcEntz_UW_hgS-jKeVry2tM5GeKOgjjDfnjntUYjRdUw2nVsBhQZ0GWNMooDBk8G9oKYGUWIPYA9gK-ulNa0Xu7qc/s320/10-22-08+Katie+peas+3.JPG" /></a><br />"Oh, I'm positive. I definitely don't like peas."</div><div>(although, she DOES like peas now...actually, I have yet to find something she DOESN'T like).<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZNM2oR25hc3FeJd0QrQvQo1I243LeKaS0PtExypnDogUcNlcwC3FF6j35sRB2QTE03Yth1qSBzhvtPogjkF0QEj1XVrpA3PelYO__TwIL23gHlcglQpDBkg0cjlnyckUHmSXbWcd0hG4/s1600-h/10-22-08+Katie+peas+4.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304010487793802946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZNM2oR25hc3FeJd0QrQvQo1I243LeKaS0PtExypnDogUcNlcwC3FF6j35sRB2QTE03Yth1qSBzhvtPogjkF0QEj1XVrpA3PelYO__TwIL23gHlcglQpDBkg0cjlnyckUHmSXbWcd0hG4/s320/10-22-08+Katie+peas+4.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div>Sitting on the loveseat upstairs, playing video games with Daddy.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWI9fUWrvnMqcDOS7lLIii8UPip4s0SPQkiw9cuEV9BWkxHb6cyIYK1E_7Ydzmp3fq-Lue48p0JlGG-gnM_uuPDnRCOZhqb0wJp5WB0my8iMCbsVXkJ_dLdbBqvexnMF8jsHZ_a1-W8n8/s1600-h/10-14-08+Katie+6.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304008469712918594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWI9fUWrvnMqcDOS7lLIii8UPip4s0SPQkiw9cuEV9BWkxHb6cyIYK1E_7Ydzmp3fq-Lue48p0JlGG-gnM_uuPDnRCOZhqb0wJp5WB0my8iMCbsVXkJ_dLdbBqvexnMF8jsHZ_a1-W8n8/s320/10-14-08+Katie+6.JPG" /></a> <div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-21951605347613230852009-01-04T21:18:00.001-08:002009-01-05T10:08:53.024-08:00update!<div align="center">Okay, okay, okay...this post is for those that have been hounding me to update. My apologies for the time without new pics. In case you didn't already know, Kevin & I are expecting another little one sometime early July, so that has made me especially tired lately (at least, that is the excuse I'm using as to why I haven't updated). :)<br /><br />Katie's First Taste of Solids...<br /><br />We thought she wouldn't like the rice cereal we were giving her. Almost every picture I've seen of friends' babies eating their first taste of cereal, they have this stunned face (that is ALWAYS hilarious), so we were hoping for the same thing from Miss Holmes. See what faces she DID make:</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV9CvfDvMxTZxnZZw8SSZQa1EdoD85_TlpF9JKpyXnDX0z2y4k_I6z41w2j9FmGJUbPUD4M18ZzskK3T4ye6pIifL0N7CB6o4yvd9kWledHfW0Erb1KhVDxh0CQLniJRatxNgpupXI0r8/s1600-h/9-28-08+Katie+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287676851668261378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV9CvfDvMxTZxnZZw8SSZQa1EdoD85_TlpF9JKpyXnDX0z2y4k_I6z41w2j9FmGJUbPUD4M18ZzskK3T4ye6pIifL0N7CB6o4yvd9kWledHfW0Erb1KhVDxh0CQLniJRatxNgpupXI0r8/s320/9-28-08+Katie+1.JPG" border="0" /></a> "What is this foreign object you're putting in my mouth???"</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Az3q59CdjEtOyq5pj5dOi2qYote504MviHb6i5PuU4PlDFpKXgFkzo3MdZFehGrueOz9aeI8GN7X1BPBEScFB70lEml7eA9Ak_xUztKosE4Yh8FTGnHioifUWEfJhvkxzIDyZ7PpKPU/s1600-h/9-28-08+Katie+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287676844307874370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Az3q59CdjEtOyq5pj5dOi2qYote504MviHb6i5PuU4PlDFpKXgFkzo3MdZFehGrueOz9aeI8GN7X1BPBEScFB70lEml7eA9Ak_xUztKosE4Yh8FTGnHioifUWEfJhvkxzIDyZ7PpKPU/s320/9-28-08+Katie+2.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Hmm...what's in and ON my mouth?"<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJhp4PyEH72TXZEA0Q2Mf-ZetyopIMVp3wJYT9Z8kqSrfSvE9PRyZeGo6AKY5HQiLqh5d7OSBSNKMdVzfIXOZyaDBJa37pb-0wXPDTL5W6GNr2SE_uUxr401xX9upfHZgnd7SrPDRDihc/s1600-h/9-28-08+Katie+3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287676836493802626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJhp4PyEH72TXZEA0Q2Mf-ZetyopIMVp3wJYT9Z8kqSrfSvE9PRyZeGo6AKY5HQiLqh5d7OSBSNKMdVzfIXOZyaDBJa37pb-0wXPDTL5W6GNr2SE_uUxr401xX9upfHZgnd7SrPDRDihc/s320/9-28-08+Katie+3.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Oh, this stuff is delicious!"<br />Ok, this picture isn't really an accurate picture of what happened. She was pleasant and loved her cereal, until she decided she was done playing the game and wanted to eat. :)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIlOuCWgw6BMBm7-W4Y0zHc9lb0A-MJyaHGG12okvlnzfLV_QkLa4FgfFVMl07xKQiH3iJ-WoXM7LkEvBtGSrZ9zy-8UNibZCDIZiNy_dgFKOpZVEz5nTSsLS2zWGULMGbsOzP4gE1VWo/s1600-h/10-21-08+Katie+cotton+candy+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287676837481074338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIlOuCWgw6BMBm7-W4Y0zHc9lb0A-MJyaHGG12okvlnzfLV_QkLa4FgfFVMl07xKQiH3iJ-WoXM7LkEvBtGSrZ9zy-8UNibZCDIZiNy_dgFKOpZVEz5nTSsLS2zWGULMGbsOzP4gE1VWo/s320/10-21-08+Katie+cotton+candy+1.JPG" border="0" /></a>Katie's second taste of solids - purple cotton candy.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo-yiqEfWfGRomjX3UwfJtGEIb-hX4IXCVZaotQwQCuMqZJdmW6uzBi6ilubJjq_Ue2YLStE7XCnTJ8DBCu0JIS6NgqBvIqlz5Mf_g4EpqvtPXe-gH9te_-zlI8mV3c-ZfSMhamJZ4haI/s1600-h/10-21-08+Katie+cotton+candy+3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287676827606153234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo-yiqEfWfGRomjX3UwfJtGEIb-hX4IXCVZaotQwQCuMqZJdmW6uzBi6ilubJjq_Ue2YLStE7XCnTJ8DBCu0JIS6NgqBvIqlz5Mf_g4EpqvtPXe-gH9te_-zlI8mV3c-ZfSMhamJZ4haI/s320/10-21-08+Katie+cotton+candy+3.JPG" border="0" /></a>Katie's first cotton candy stained tongue! <div></div></div></div><br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-80204420879973050532008-11-17T22:06:00.000-08:002008-11-17T22:47:47.084-08:00Hey Katie, wanna get a picture with me?<div align="center"> So, I fully understand that I looked terrible. I can own that. It was late. I had worked all day. Odds are I had a baseball hat on until I came home from work. My makeup needed some work (let's be honest - a LOT of me needed some work, lol). But you'd think my one and only kid could smile with me for ONE little picture (ok, so it's never just one picture. It's as many as I can shoot before the camera battery dies, but still). There was NO getting Katie to smile...and I could have even lived with a serious face. But no. The little ham had to make a face. I am in serious trouble when this little jokester gets older. :)<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJWPhd2kQRVLbn8V7AboD6QbzarUYnC-HD-54YwNmnyi7BR7xq2JHHSB6UMi3wZrWkvoToGIeSng1YlhU24-_jwieQRUx6iDf-n43ll22X2LjeapMRO-ZRp-gnkxTSDCXQz4URo90AVI/s1600-h/9-4-08+Katie+and+Mom+1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269880274742693938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJWPhd2kQRVLbn8V7AboD6QbzarUYnC-HD-54YwNmnyi7BR7xq2JHHSB6UMi3wZrWkvoToGIeSng1YlhU24-_jwieQRUx6iDf-n43ll22X2LjeapMRO-ZRp-gnkxTSDCXQz4URo90AVI/s320/9-4-08+Katie+and+Mom+1.JPG" /></a></div><p align="center">Hey wait...that reminds me of a picture I took a few years ago with another person living at my house... Katie is definitely her father's daughter!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269884459067153458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN-p3m04Z74JTHCvguOxbRRz8GfSMx3X2pSDgSzi-7DnNHUtjNBK-rPiv7t_H-__12byHIfuNmM5o0VvmBmlCaS3s1z4nm3b5VTzs4Ndv-rTSclMHCncuBDszlSihSbNJ531vu6DwitJ4/s320/HPIM0045.JPG" /></p><div align="center"></div><div align="center">This picture is for Aunt Amy - who so lovingly purchased the pj set that Miss Holmes is modeling. I think she looks like a little British girl with that cap on. Katie loved the pj's, Aunt Amy!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwOPXwvOD1-vWwkNUk0CvMFPmfsa7QbnFj4Jjws02yR56dvKTq0jMDHhOAj2ldfDN7Vu5AWqn_sKg5XZ4AzHqqf3-M2jpEPg3IcsJ_ePMsUWkb76MsYambMN4sYOkQFKzWY_PfnEj9GZw/s1600-h/9-5-08+Katie+1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269880270712703426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwOPXwvOD1-vWwkNUk0CvMFPmfsa7QbnFj4Jjws02yR56dvKTq0jMDHhOAj2ldfDN7Vu5AWqn_sKg5XZ4AzHqqf3-M2jpEPg3IcsJ_ePMsUWkb76MsYambMN4sYOkQFKzWY_PfnEj9GZw/s320/9-5-08+Katie+1.JPG" /></a><br />The next three pictures are some of my favorite "Katie pics" of all time (well, so far anyway). Apparently her activity gym was SO much fun, it knocked her out cold on the mat. I only wish I looked this peaceful when I slept.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5rfPfr73sboNgGbttVTvkdYrjnY3JyVD4PG29AVkIlmzgLCmY1lNTR9HZIRpS5P0s71cU5B2D6NVnps9j1r6gdGXtqBPDHlKa5hZdlkXnhWebpak93J4XJTR0R4W4Y0xVpRNe8bDcNc/s1600-h/9-11-08+Katie+3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269880266513971874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5rfPfr73sboNgGbttVTvkdYrjnY3JyVD4PG29AVkIlmzgLCmY1lNTR9HZIRpS5P0s71cU5B2D6NVnps9j1r6gdGXtqBPDHlKa5hZdlkXnhWebpak93J4XJTR0R4W4Y0xVpRNe8bDcNc/s320/9-11-08+Katie+3.jpg" /></a><br />"I give up! I can't play any longer! ...must...have...sleep...!"<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgulU7QZASg9Pn5btlOOSh_9vlMgRRklDfJgJeaoNXk0zfv4DhEbu767CiXLJTJ46ru-RLddt_3JLHXXa8cCSdWXUuIYNGppev89ph5d6wE1nlIDHOSTtWiobmUJBul1crjzqScO71jR9U/s1600-h/9-11-08+Katie+2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269880261013309058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgulU7QZASg9Pn5btlOOSh_9vlMgRRklDfJgJeaoNXk0zfv4DhEbu767CiXLJTJ46ru-RLddt_3JLHXXa8cCSdWXUuIYNGppev89ph5d6wE1nlIDHOSTtWiobmUJBul1crjzqScO71jR9U/s320/9-11-08+Katie+2.jpg" /></a>"zzzzzzzzzzzzzz"<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NboA-N90oWJu3Jre2rv7HNZt2BeCvwFmkHb-BLVtl92S-xJTU3N2LCjIaaX7ujzL8kyP259fxCx-E-FrZskj24RLClfuUUe6K7ovj56czid8zmk3oLoLK-haUQOVY4GW432q98nXeNg/s1600-h/9-11-08+Katie+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269880256780935538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NboA-N90oWJu3Jre2rv7HNZt2BeCvwFmkHb-BLVtl92S-xJTU3N2LCjIaaX7ujzL8kyP259fxCx-E-FrZskj24RLClfuUUe6K7ovj56czid8zmk3oLoLK-haUQOVY4GW432q98nXeNg/s320/9-11-08+Katie+1.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-64550997768220507342008-11-14T22:52:00.000-08:002008-11-17T22:05:37.793-08:00Still growin!<div align="center">Update: November 7, 2008, Miss Holmes had a visit to the pediatrician. She now officially weighs 15 lbs., 6 ozs., and is 25 inches long. The poor kid got FOUR shots AND to add to her pain, a tooth (her second) broke through that day. She was MISERABLE all weekend long (so were we, for her sake).<br /><br /><br />Campaign commercials were SO very prominent this year, that Katie couldn't help but get into the election process. This is her watching Guiliani at the Republican National Convention (yes, we know it was past her bedtime, but she begged to stay up and watch). </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD5leeuGmPTBqx0ZCXpal0C4Y-lWRn5iQks02gxyxhqIea41mLH9pC-50gMMIO-LGBPVLpfir3XZ7w3tT4ln6rl8nbfQzlF7YMjKkw8JeCehufv03JiuEl3l2Gi_8XMrgq5ohyZoMgh-U/s1600-h/9-3-08+Katie+watching+Giuliani+2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268776923554596722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD5leeuGmPTBqx0ZCXpal0C4Y-lWRn5iQks02gxyxhqIea41mLH9pC-50gMMIO-LGBPVLpfir3XZ7w3tT4ln6rl8nbfQzlF7YMjKkw8JeCehufv03JiuEl3l2Gi_8XMrgq5ohyZoMgh-U/s320/9-3-08+Katie+watching+Giuliani+2.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">The next night she watched John McCain accept the nomination for the Republican party. Too bad he didn't realize then that the media had no intention of him winning the election. When Sarah Palin was there with her family, Katie asked if she could meet Trig one day. We'll see.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvprREMxZq_lDvsgiXFYDrbv-WMj181AnOK2gHafzLIVjUyi2evyMyYtShlh1KNsD5hHUYggU0Cp27i1vAvW4iyytYAJJ-vG_1DIqWCCoHOn-uOni5vvWSXHRJd0zlHCFO3luTX6AZgKk/s1600-h/9-4-08+Katie+watching+McCain+1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268776913333858146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvprREMxZq_lDvsgiXFYDrbv-WMj181AnOK2gHafzLIVjUyi2evyMyYtShlh1KNsD5hHUYggU0Cp27i1vAvW4iyytYAJJ-vG_1DIqWCCoHOn-uOni5vvWSXHRJd0zlHCFO3luTX6AZgKk/s320/9-4-08+Katie+watching+McCain+1.JPG" /></a><br />It seems hard to believe that Katie is 6 months old already. I can't believe how quickly time has passed and how much she has grown already! Although, her feet apparently didn't get the message about growing. She is STILL wearing these newborn shoes that Aunt Amy bought her.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAiSqBdmy0A0qBlK9cMZ0GjTpzxWLwDHJncuH63rs6q2XxddGBOVSbMJxVl6jvtHot_MsWNriiRbDt6lchoG4Tlv3uyvV7q5WBjb8GiWIHXkyo7wi1oLJFzZtF1bv7KyCRwnU71GjcFto/s1600-h/9-8-08+Katies+shoes+1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268776907543419506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAiSqBdmy0A0qBlK9cMZ0GjTpzxWLwDHJncuH63rs6q2XxddGBOVSbMJxVl6jvtHot_MsWNriiRbDt6lchoG4Tlv3uyvV7q5WBjb8GiWIHXkyo7wi1oLJFzZtF1bv7KyCRwnU71GjcFto/s320/9-8-08+Katies+shoes+1.JPG" /></a><br />The bottom of the left shoe says "pitter" and the bottom of the right says "patter" which is kinda crazy considering Katie's legs are still like jello and her feet don't "pitter patter" anywhere.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHI1LYtFDxmuXg_G7FYWg9K0hnMl4Y3gIqfyqvG0cIRFf9c_T_oftGqGiJXioFCHfCzCxhHyL_6EhsXleb8N29BJP1uuX-AVcFZfKxtVsVG3XiwSLqrdxLUivKTp3tsiv_AKJ7ZF8YXpk/s1600-h/9-8-08+Katies+shoes+2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268776902620012130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHI1LYtFDxmuXg_G7FYWg9K0hnMl4Y3gIqfyqvG0cIRFf9c_T_oftGqGiJXioFCHfCzCxhHyL_6EhsXleb8N29BJP1uuX-AVcFZfKxtVsVG3XiwSLqrdxLUivKTp3tsiv_AKJ7ZF8YXpk/s320/9-8-08+Katies+shoes+2.JPG" /></a><br />Katie in one of her most favorite outfits (thanks to my cousin Phillip & his wife Lori).<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEiPgPfs3vV0iJkouqKnU9ARCa8wRJoFVCAYbVPO3OZw6rCrmsJv9-NCbBOvRJYM9OxOZJFpRvctfjVB6EotH6yuSNDntHq7Jy9WdYlkmXWg497K0fxH4XsPINq-wO0QGoBGKq3Ulj5nE/s1600-h/9-10-08+Katie+4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268776894532964562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEiPgPfs3vV0iJkouqKnU9ARCa8wRJoFVCAYbVPO3OZw6rCrmsJv9-NCbBOvRJYM9OxOZJFpRvctfjVB6EotH6yuSNDntHq7Jy9WdYlkmXWg497K0fxH4XsPINq-wO0QGoBGKq3Ulj5nE/s320/9-10-08+Katie+4.jpg" /></a><br /></div></div></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-36842884399656218632008-11-02T21:35:00.000-08:002008-11-02T21:40:51.305-08:00Zzzzzz...<div align="center">Apparently during the month of August, all Katie did was sleep!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This picture especially makes me laugh. She looks like one of those police outlines you see on tv. lol</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihSVbybSfSD5rHCMuIs2TOAEpAiRXObtgzj8WCUpZsSdbibxX1ZYbj5U-MXW56eOLjRsVn8aZpx6LR6adl0GMPSpX-uIg4PO5L9uvJ6KRSLtcJ-oV2AMwiq0qv6ZDlTpqwLU9x_K7gXxQ/s1600-h/8-28-08+Katie+5.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264301447221066082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihSVbybSfSD5rHCMuIs2TOAEpAiRXObtgzj8WCUpZsSdbibxX1ZYbj5U-MXW56eOLjRsVn8aZpx6LR6adl0GMPSpX-uIg4PO5L9uvJ6KRSLtcJ-oV2AMwiq0qv6ZDlTpqwLU9x_K7gXxQ/s320/8-28-08+Katie+5.JPG" /></a> She's sleeping, but cannot give up the keys!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSHu48aadOvSImckjTcU7oDsTzF9q48Em4Kpb3HhA-61h09cBbhncbpqmVP7CNK0jz5LNgaplJlVAUnwP3nJohSFTn0LdvXd_Sx-34n8UF8Z5Lc2E3eu3eGUABjERVchdIC3GTtyTUdgc/s1600-h/8-26-08+Katie.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264301442281185602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSHu48aadOvSImckjTcU7oDsTzF9q48Em4Kpb3HhA-61h09cBbhncbpqmVP7CNK0jz5LNgaplJlVAUnwP3nJohSFTn0LdvXd_Sx-34n8UF8Z5Lc2E3eu3eGUABjERVchdIC3GTtyTUdgc/s320/8-26-08+Katie.JPG" /></a> She is just like her dad - able to sleep anytime, anywhere. :)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN6G1-ta2rZuWfhMW-GlHPY9-2cj8FDa61rNvecCLRq8PVSdN0o-xA4NUOIRUZV2EHH6i_Pzw-yEKDld78RFCnHv0GwmqSodlh0j-7zzasB7kDh6-9HituMgig1SKuwD43kox4YBDB2E0/s1600-h/8-23-08+Katie.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264301437036983234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN6G1-ta2rZuWfhMW-GlHPY9-2cj8FDa61rNvecCLRq8PVSdN0o-xA4NUOIRUZV2EHH6i_Pzw-yEKDld78RFCnHv0GwmqSodlh0j-7zzasB7kDh6-9HituMgig1SKuwD43kox4YBDB2E0/s320/8-23-08+Katie.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div></div><br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-60010949487665158012008-10-26T21:54:00.001-07:002008-10-26T22:14:58.209-07:00"Smoochable" or "Kissable"<div align="center">Katie and her Aunt Amy have a thing they do called "A thousand kisses for Katie." While I have never actually counted, I'm positive Amy gives Katie no less than a thousand kisses. :) But, it leads me to this question: </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Is Katie more "Smoochable" ... </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzFTeatUxAqKgLBgO4nRPHC0xfRqPSwtF7Qrz6bzrJsC7ZFSsmmuaUWeumRg4Q2pyLYPqzqEtIHrhjJskyG-2T9NK-BxCsZ0JOV0uv89z6IeQkZIdn_Z5jvDvdBRkYspj6k1MMpJvVIJk/s1600-h/8-14-08+Katie+3EDITED.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261696825479913826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzFTeatUxAqKgLBgO4nRPHC0xfRqPSwtF7Qrz6bzrJsC7ZFSsmmuaUWeumRg4Q2pyLYPqzqEtIHrhjJskyG-2T9NK-BxCsZ0JOV0uv89z6IeQkZIdn_Z5jvDvdBRkYspj6k1MMpJvVIJk/s320/8-14-08+Katie+3EDITED.JPG" /></a> ...or is she more "Kissable" ???<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIWg0pSP-jL_3F4pEBfvcmLgn-DYq_Q7zWFkq8C1p6jw0q_I4q9_2vPyjEN4Fly5NKSGdStxwwNBRNle3Grjl4yxTbT3c54w3OYyDAye9ZGkieUsPzniMuGMt31EwTOhnNmhDJHEeYBdU/s1600-h/9-8-08+Katie+10.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261696822285880034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIWg0pSP-jL_3F4pEBfvcmLgn-DYq_Q7zWFkq8C1p6jw0q_I4q9_2vPyjEN4Fly5NKSGdStxwwNBRNle3Grjl4yxTbT3c54w3OYyDAye9ZGkieUsPzniMuGMt31EwTOhnNmhDJHEeYBdU/s320/9-8-08+Katie+10.JPG" /></a><br /> You can answer in the survey to the left of the page!<br /><br /><em>And for those of you who are wondering: No, I did not get "hello, my name is" stickers and put them on her tummy. I bought those outfits like that. I wouldn't have mentioned it, but I have had a lot of people ask.</em> lol<br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-49187820014418965932008-10-26T21:31:00.000-07:002008-10-26T21:42:04.072-07:00Sister Katie Lauren<div align="center">So after Katie gets a bath, I put her on her changing pad to get lotioned up (which she HATES, btw). This particular time struck me as funny because I thought she looked like a tiny nun in a Habit. </div><div align="center">*I don't intend to offend anyone with this post - my sincere apologies if it offends you.*</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ-uSShZ1x5ecPUprIXL2-rHc9oIC2aNx_v7ifh5TX1jpjvOVpiVNTDTLLV3Fia9xKvJVOaJyUyEZVG-EyVZQavjAZhlx4cTyoBGRl2OEEW56TLz5-Dnp-gux5GGADa01UtjFCbDrg0Dk/s1600-h/8-15-08+Katie+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261687776540924386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ-uSShZ1x5ecPUprIXL2-rHc9oIC2aNx_v7ifh5TX1jpjvOVpiVNTDTLLV3Fia9xKvJVOaJyUyEZVG-EyVZQavjAZhlx4cTyoBGRl2OEEW56TLz5-Dnp-gux5GGADa01UtjFCbDrg0Dk/s320/8-15-08+Katie+1.jpg" /></a><br /><br />When the picture is not enough...a video of the same event. :)<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dycHiGS9Yc6m-QeMtiIWFx-z6-vnje-78K5PHPfegI2oDnaVlzD_hFMCQA27Rc7AQ69a84D0kKYr8sD0MjbRA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-30133783940146586622008-10-14T13:33:00.000-07:002008-10-14T13:45:55.596-07:00Bunnies<div align="center">Katie has some bunny slippers that she absolutely LOVES. Ok, well she probably doesn't care - but we like them, mostly because they stay on her feet better than socks do. Our only problem? The dogs think the bunnies belong to them.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This pic makes me laugh - I think it looks like she's holding her tummy (maybe she just got finished eating a big meal, lol)</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiREFgXULgAW3W4MZgMwXihZjnKcwM8hkgF81ubE3QK_1S4md3m-48A-6ID2tjnBgDBuLOcAVWLl2y_zYN-9-3ig-HmYy-5KayGMdouYjeRkryTW7FXpX0ZBAyAVihrw-zd3SON2195k6Y/s1600-h/8-13-08+Katie+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257111478937896146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiREFgXULgAW3W4MZgMwXihZjnKcwM8hkgF81ubE3QK_1S4md3m-48A-6ID2tjnBgDBuLOcAVWLl2y_zYN-9-3ig-HmYy-5KayGMdouYjeRkryTW7FXpX0ZBAyAVihrw-zd3SON2195k6Y/s320/8-13-08+Katie+1.jpg" /></a>"If I had teeth, I'd be able to make a bunny face too!"<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcCSjEdskG4dcfNgtGur4xGsUiG64sfBDGn1BMjBNviQCNbGqThj5FREaRFKQ6ypCeXgZgrb5q0h6gxlOfJ-cm0J4rttsWlGvmpMcz9NGLaTMAV1EdXJPA8RLkFn0SZAKFw7leg278bds/s1600-h/8-13-08+Katie+4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257111481725251378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcCSjEdskG4dcfNgtGur4xGsUiG64sfBDGn1BMjBNviQCNbGqThj5FREaRFKQ6ypCeXgZgrb5q0h6gxlOfJ-cm0J4rttsWlGvmpMcz9NGLaTMAV1EdXJPA8RLkFn0SZAKFw7leg278bds/s320/8-13-08+Katie+4.jpg" /></a>Kevin & I had a debate over the onesie. He insists it's a mouse, and I say it's a bunny. </div><div align="center">Any thoughts?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVwWbOj-FqzhYbGf9b0xPWU9hzatUhni_xgfl_Lrw5yNTMw1kTyLC8esR9LKRBpmKM9gu5bFy5glm_AGv74aAoRrfU8XzLTpqHfQwAhktVn0lclaMdQ_KE3ITBABvbC0MtHh1bbQcCOEw/s1600-h/8-13-08+Katie+5+EDITED.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257111482692903010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVwWbOj-FqzhYbGf9b0xPWU9hzatUhni_xgfl_Lrw5yNTMw1kTyLC8esR9LKRBpmKM9gu5bFy5glm_AGv74aAoRrfU8XzLTpqHfQwAhktVn0lclaMdQ_KE3ITBABvbC0MtHh1bbQcCOEw/s320/8-13-08+Katie+5+EDITED.jpg" /></a><br /><br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-60309278720609817602008-09-30T20:20:00.001-07:002008-11-17T22:06:04.912-08:00Posting after the storm...<div align="center">Last week our power was out. ALL week. And not because I forgot to pay the bill (at least I think I paid it!). :) The remnants of Hurricane Ike hit Ohio causing wind gusts up to almost 80 mph! All told, almost a million homes in Ohio and Northern Kentucky were without power for some period of time during the week. Ours was out from Sunday, September 14 at 2 pm until the next Sunday, September 21 at 4:30 pm. THANKFULLY the wind brought with it cooler weather, so it was not unbearable living conditions, but we did lose most of the food in our fridge and freezer (although I did learn that you can cook a lot more on the grill than just hamburgers and hot dogs - my mom made french fries and baked beans and scrambled eggs. She did NOT figure out a good way to make coffee though, so it was a rough week for her, lol). We were also very thankful that we did not suffer any major damage to our house or property from the storm. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br />Praise the Lord we only had to replace one section of privacy fence from our neighbor's tree falling on it.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSR3m3-fmem6KU4iZOTtaGyMP5zsonwtSeYvilpUVJ_q8vsZndLiJjEnW8PYgZhCjHJDvWyNCE-LEaa9elFRfsNqvchSA_3z5c5jBC7tcBJHaFWhfYldU6bscsMbAsQkb8zuroz7tkHsI/s1600-h/HPIM1474.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252023832910620786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSR3m3-fmem6KU4iZOTtaGyMP5zsonwtSeYvilpUVJ_q8vsZndLiJjEnW8PYgZhCjHJDvWyNCE-LEaa9elFRfsNqvchSA_3z5c5jBC7tcBJHaFWhfYldU6bscsMbAsQkb8zuroz7tkHsI/s320/HPIM1474.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="center">All afternoon while the wind was blowing, we'd hear different trees and limbs cracking. At one point we kept hearing these cracking noices getting louder and louder, until I realized it was the HUGE tall tree across the street from us. Eventually it fell, but didn't hit any of the houses around it.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglooyqj0yVq0SVsJlGJTQqa-m1qrzd9JoRedPyJ5VEGRJL9zOUDc9NJdxWrSAO2g2ScOWG7nP8QLqmNVqfaLlL74N18qULX2H984EUbeghJx65ceojJYabfRqAgi-ohdJay32oASYC-sk/s1600-h/HPIM1473.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252023833447584322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglooyqj0yVq0SVsJlGJTQqa-m1qrzd9JoRedPyJ5VEGRJL9zOUDc9NJdxWrSAO2g2ScOWG7nP8QLqmNVqfaLlL74N18qULX2H984EUbeghJx65ceojJYabfRqAgi-ohdJay32oASYC-sk/s320/HPIM1473.JPG" /> <p align="center"></a><br />Same tree, different view. We thought for sure our neighbor's house was hit when the section of tree fell, but it didn't. The city street department came and removed MOST of the tree (what was in the road), but Kevin and some guys down the road ended up clearing it from the power lines on Sunday, September 21 - because by then, poor Kevin was so tired of having no power, he wasn't about to let trees delay the power company from getting it turned back on! :)<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwd4I0mCH-vKKOr1xYswwPzdhDbHIePkKOQlfs0ZVD-AQeBsv0TDzB5iRz-X8v7YvaTRdnVsLdSvTcvVt8ADFpJXxFSxad126eBTPH0xjGrX_Gqcjb5kTPEKquj5x3HDXt40TGS3dE-mA/s1600-h/HPIM1472.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252023835877552914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwd4I0mCH-vKKOr1xYswwPzdhDbHIePkKOQlfs0ZVD-AQeBsv0TDzB5iRz-X8v7YvaTRdnVsLdSvTcvVt8ADFpJXxFSxad126eBTPH0xjGrX_Gqcjb5kTPEKquj5x3HDXt40TGS3dE-mA/s320/HPIM1472.JPG" /></a></p><p align="center"><br />Did you know that Katie is STILL this smiley, even when the power is out???<br />You just have to use a flashlight to see the smile. :)<br />The blanket she's laying on was made by my awesome Aunt Bobbie. Aunt Bobbie had never seen the colors of Katie's room, yet matched them perfectly. Aunt Bobbie, Katie said to tell you she loves this blanket and appreciates you making it for her (can you believe she already knows the word "appreciate" ??? She's a smart kid!). :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxMKk1dx7GiXM-_bYPBVsF8kkkSJcBWFBKI-9ua-2pJb7z_vm8ul7zGqAcXt11PpO-atnJxhAcklyfd6UDcc0mLk3j7j67_RF0C12_9WpOrUZRRZZcwpH07WUz3n6NjT1dk3K1tWykspU/s1600-h/8-12-08+Katie+10.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252023845073352018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxMKk1dx7GiXM-_bYPBVsF8kkkSJcBWFBKI-9ua-2pJb7z_vm8ul7zGqAcXt11PpO-atnJxhAcklyfd6UDcc0mLk3j7j67_RF0C12_9WpOrUZRRZZcwpH07WUz3n6NjT1dk3K1tWykspU/s320/8-12-08+Katie+10.jpg" /></a><br />The quilt she's laying on in this pic was made by my Aunt Charlotte (who is also awesome to take the time to make such a nice quilt). I wish I had a picture of the other side of it, because it has outlines of my mom's hands, my grandmother's hands, my sister's hands, and my hands all around the edge of the quilt. Aunt Charlotte surprised me with this at my baby shower, and told me that the little space left around the edge is for Katie's hands. It's really a sweet idea for a quilt.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrKLcVseSTyHo5zrgcxx-ecBmlxttQ1hlNhEkknD37kKsDCf0zu8rXtU4dKhIPu-Sk9qokiYUpHZgcgtfExf_dWINq5rB-XaYDw6ouBaBXbY2kE5qI87muCkJ8UfSFGDyMdnubRf93wQ4/s1600-h/8-12-08+Katie+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252023851668169026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrKLcVseSTyHo5zrgcxx-ecBmlxttQ1hlNhEkknD37kKsDCf0zu8rXtU4dKhIPu-Sk9qokiYUpHZgcgtfExf_dWINq5rB-XaYDw6ouBaBXbY2kE5qI87muCkJ8UfSFGDyMdnubRf93wQ4/s320/8-12-08+Katie+1.jpg" /></a> </p>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-58479915798211267542008-09-08T20:44:00.000-07:002008-09-08T21:58:22.609-07:00Fashionista<div align="center">I know I am VERY behind. I think I fell off the face of the internet for a month! </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">As for Miss Holmes, after celebrating 4 months of life on August 29th, we visited her doctor on September 5th. She weighs 13 lbs., 7 ozs. and is 23 7/8" long. She is in the 50th percentile for her weight, and between the 25th and 50th percentile for height (but did anyone really expect her to be very tall???) Her feeties are beyond tiny - her newborn-size shoes are just now fitting without falling off. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Katie at Grandma Starr's house...she's wishing she could have a cupcake to eat, instead of one to wear.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKbVR-uQxmMSmZdFmTKXMe6L7jMkEnoyDmvjuT6rMH7cm41MeJiBd8cVMAH7fA1_Xb1CCh2q_VC6h0Z5dnkByv4obXejqVq7_tRa70yGhg7CBHk50svKcTjMDG1ZR46GTD-LAHDfAfSio/s1600-h/7-21-08+Katie+1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243880178669965970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKbVR-uQxmMSmZdFmTKXMe6L7jMkEnoyDmvjuT6rMH7cm41MeJiBd8cVMAH7fA1_Xb1CCh2q_VC6h0Z5dnkByv4obXejqVq7_tRa70yGhg7CBHk50svKcTjMDG1ZR46GTD-LAHDfAfSio/s320/7-21-08+Katie+1.JPG" /></a> What happens when Daddy helps Katie get dressed. I put the onesie on her, and the socks. Daddy added the slippers. She's on the cutting edge of fashion.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8D7KEzMUTCYv5gkEKOGqE8i3L5LsoUYRxgQ9il8sHk421YT5oSFhqCBf95XmLaGeqLARP9ZP0tbyorCDHXH8FXfJhTidjM_O8FM8X8RF0U0IrbMLGCYZdlJT1UaTK7KzZyInaQ8YRzOw/s1600-h/7-30-08+Katie+5.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243880182658836194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8D7KEzMUTCYv5gkEKOGqE8i3L5LsoUYRxgQ9il8sHk421YT5oSFhqCBf95XmLaGeqLARP9ZP0tbyorCDHXH8FXfJhTidjM_O8FM8X8RF0U0IrbMLGCYZdlJT1UaTK7KzZyInaQ8YRzOw/s320/7-30-08+Katie+5.JPG" /></a> What happens when you have dogs: finally get the perfect happy smile, and the dog gets in the way.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgga8vEQNDU-vlSYqcEcqBtGXvingH-WRKILAsQisw4kZ7RVelEAjN0PwYLHNAoeihR3iV4FDAY35kFUM6ORHmmWNPsz9AxIziAiTGu1x4pbBo9uAbUjgqWE-rkMVfGb1LMRuaVrpd9A_o/s1600-h/7-30-08+Katie+6.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243880189498023074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgga8vEQNDU-vlSYqcEcqBtGXvingH-WRKILAsQisw4kZ7RVelEAjN0PwYLHNAoeihR3iV4FDAY35kFUM6ORHmmWNPsz9AxIziAiTGu1x4pbBo9uAbUjgqWE-rkMVfGb1LMRuaVrpd9A_o/s320/7-30-08+Katie+6.JPG" /></a> She's obviously upset about another Cincinnati Reds loss.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDxpB5k0N-5BnmLH3cDVsxJxZ6aD_DQE2BosADP0ELHaRYwhS5Dj6Fladfz6_3kOUnJOKzhZiI7pLneXXpcE55IlkqtdvvED-uknIyTiP99G92oiE0TtgDYGIQPv_OKGxSrnKGeosIvWQ/s1600-h/8-8-08+Katie+3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243880198020831218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDxpB5k0N-5BnmLH3cDVsxJxZ6aD_DQE2BosADP0ELHaRYwhS5Dj6Fladfz6_3kOUnJOKzhZiI7pLneXXpcE55IlkqtdvvED-uknIyTiP99G92oiE0TtgDYGIQPv_OKGxSrnKGeosIvWQ/s320/8-8-08+Katie+3.jpg" /></a> Fashion show. Aunt Amy came over, and Katie wanted to show off all her hats. Amy & I took the first pic to prove to Katie that yes, bald IS beautiful!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisoX15PbWe2rMa0OKwRMhl-_s7HKbQKH0eDqymYzjKOBpnbr0dc2X-Njuu1v1hroQxtI2C1Zjp1vb6M0fALza8D7JDsQ3ylU_ihtl6hTg9Wsrqknbv7cKZ4ganf8U_U_EzDxAJLZaAXmM/s1600-h/8-8-08+Katie+Hats.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243880205872369714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisoX15PbWe2rMa0OKwRMhl-_s7HKbQKH0eDqymYzjKOBpnbr0dc2X-Njuu1v1hroQxtI2C1Zjp1vb6M0fALza8D7JDsQ3ylU_ihtl6hTg9Wsrqknbv7cKZ4ganf8U_U_EzDxAJLZaAXmM/s320/8-8-08+Katie+Hats.jpg" /></a> </div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-41803433449077558382008-08-18T22:46:00.000-07:002008-08-29T13:01:15.245-07:00Reminder<div align="center">In case you forgot, this picture reminds you why we call her Ziggy (but we think she's a very cute Ziggy, so it's ok). </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWI-x_XOcrFqv9fEVxncdYYeE8qDGcENsN6Pp_mGE09SZMkwlV0OZ8suDgDOGhpap3ncctnBKBs-sa16E0zEWMhGzWX7BNHsadLXy6qCH2faARrTBm8gcbPunvs142SCqmQQgL-EgGrjM/s1600-h/7-20-08+Katie.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236103915346151538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWI-x_XOcrFqv9fEVxncdYYeE8qDGcENsN6Pp_mGE09SZMkwlV0OZ8suDgDOGhpap3ncctnBKBs-sa16E0zEWMhGzWX7BNHsadLXy6qCH2faARrTBm8gcbPunvs142SCqmQQgL-EgGrjM/s320/7-20-08+Katie.JPG" border="0" /></a>"I think it's HILARIOUS that they call me Ziggy!"<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh09uw8TPzAzhrEtt2zNZr5SEcG9I9P-5VdU126vgEBH0n0EQft5Xm2YGIH0kOm98OmvoJDh56GnLnjSbSKtyHdDgagQvr66Dsp0mY31ee6tD7Ttxc-Ee63xZlGIFT2q8h1IuJlOCGEqyM/s1600-h/7-20-08+Katie+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236103917258311490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh09uw8TPzAzhrEtt2zNZr5SEcG9I9P-5VdU126vgEBH0n0EQft5Xm2YGIH0kOm98OmvoJDh56GnLnjSbSKtyHdDgagQvr66Dsp0mY31ee6tD7Ttxc-Ee63xZlGIFT2q8h1IuJlOCGEqyM/s320/7-20-08+Katie+2.JPG" border="0" /></a> Family pics...too bad the photographer couldn't get Zigs to look the same direction as us!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicU0znX40nWIkKxlaU1zp-cMcWxJs7amjIjnp7rg49YRTLS4UWOtmPT4ZlrN8BoLZJsKoudHE4c5Z2KscKimd-il0P06BPlXEkme2rhVoUee3aK_0hUPLXok3D8hE4elP2VMFvB3bfz0U/s1600-h/7-29-08+Holmes+Family+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236103923032149154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicU0znX40nWIkKxlaU1zp-cMcWxJs7amjIjnp7rg49YRTLS4UWOtmPT4ZlrN8BoLZJsKoudHE4c5Z2KscKimd-il0P06BPlXEkme2rhVoUee3aK_0hUPLXok3D8hE4elP2VMFvB3bfz0U/s320/7-29-08+Holmes+Family+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Kevin and Katie...she looks serious because she was thinking it was about time to eat.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6O4dUUbavQJgTRn1sXHNXh2fovuuwO1FXt3mihMtaq4KITMkAP6cQclEHS6hVHu_FURkdVwpil32vhqWM_a3oZ8HuRbpLewYYbzXrkTexyt1_sAPhT4G5sdvVRsborgHltPAhoZf2PsQ/s1600-h/7-29-08+Kevin+%26+Katie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236103926809069794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6O4dUUbavQJgTRn1sXHNXh2fovuuwO1FXt3mihMtaq4KITMkAP6cQclEHS6hVHu_FURkdVwpil32vhqWM_a3oZ8HuRbpLewYYbzXrkTexyt1_sAPhT4G5sdvVRsborgHltPAhoZf2PsQ/s320/7-29-08+Kevin+%26+Katie.jpg" border="0" /></a> This time she's not thinking about food, she's just thinking "don't these two get enough of kissing me???"<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm5MLmu6hw4x3VIouj85fMD4cZaon8m0WbWka9pcXOCzLdsAJHcDul_FwwL_-JMbYL56ermy4El5hTtxuGuXddB3rndWzSO5og2gqeRQERiqhKk4JIp-_tAbeigcPRokNIriRTzDA5Yeo/s1600-h/7-29-08+Holmes+Family+4EDITED.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236103931968791842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm5MLmu6hw4x3VIouj85fMD4cZaon8m0WbWka9pcXOCzLdsAJHcDul_FwwL_-JMbYL56ermy4El5hTtxuGuXddB3rndWzSO5og2gqeRQERiqhKk4JIp-_tAbeigcPRokNIriRTzDA5Yeo/s320/7-29-08+Holmes+Family+4EDITED.jpg" border="0" /></a></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-14113142584852660922008-08-13T22:07:00.000-07:002008-08-13T22:26:00.958-07:00Nothing special...<div align="center">I would like to add some pictures that DO NOT include ones of Ziggy on her changing pad, but she's just so happy there! A friend of mine just saw Katie for the first time last week and said "oh she's so smiley!" Most of the time, she really is. She's SUCH a good girl (although, I'm wondering while I'm writing this if I'm jinxing myself! lol). </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz4CRnvii4EHORIAU573VAX9foKFzkvC2t_dcRLVFfZPwmHh2g4shwJMxvJdCP3tM6G3pfMcYinZ2X1IToZSFb4UleEUU964r46Vd8qSto5SIundMNke2OT4oB8SOcrCh5stJBMxravV0/s1600-h/7-6-08+Katie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234237427096927682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz4CRnvii4EHORIAU573VAX9foKFzkvC2t_dcRLVFfZPwmHh2g4shwJMxvJdCP3tM6G3pfMcYinZ2X1IToZSFb4UleEUU964r46Vd8qSto5SIundMNke2OT4oB8SOcrCh5stJBMxravV0/s320/7-6-08+Katie.jpg" border="0" /></a>Check out these cheeks! When Katie was born, the nurses were taking her to be weighed, and the first thing my doctor said was "look at those cheeks!" The cheeks haven't changed. This is Ziggy watching the news with me.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_gKd9zQi0VY7HdFUOdrAsaX9vW2U_dCKaavM-wMhJe9zZZYwEtOGzMM_BnANdtIw1YTWOwLdUrBFI9LziYoTWMBy3ZGnKFtSFQOwWQoxEVTCvTtFyrlvOMPKZfuobiMY3HVRwXs0bi_k/s1600-h/7-10-08+Katie+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234237436646772978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_gKd9zQi0VY7HdFUOdrAsaX9vW2U_dCKaavM-wMhJe9zZZYwEtOGzMM_BnANdtIw1YTWOwLdUrBFI9LziYoTWMBy3ZGnKFtSFQOwWQoxEVTCvTtFyrlvOMPKZfuobiMY3HVRwXs0bi_k/s320/7-10-08+Katie+2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Ziggy later that night. Her new official bedtime is 10 pm. She was up late partying and obviously couldn't handle it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ_11cNBhLtww0NMZmzA692LY1EvI4ZLBrsVP9k2pKN__DWYRyYh07Y9mlRzqmZUpF8NpWRYl29QLYLMP5NUBqfzQ-7jnvnj1u64hyN5hSZ1fgfvB6LrhO8fsbtUz-Ea2fgjaGbU20M1E/s1600-h/7-10-08+Katie+sleeping.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234237444161100514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ_11cNBhLtww0NMZmzA692LY1EvI4ZLBrsVP9k2pKN__DWYRyYh07Y9mlRzqmZUpF8NpWRYl29QLYLMP5NUBqfzQ-7jnvnj1u64hyN5hSZ1fgfvB6LrhO8fsbtUz-Ea2fgjaGbU20M1E/s320/7-10-08+Katie+sleeping.jpg" border="0" /></a></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-12020144328057875322008-08-04T20:06:00.000-07:002008-08-04T20:34:37.862-07:00Growing like a weed!<div align="center">Update: August 4, 2008 - Katie officially weighs 12 lbs., 8 ozs. The pediatrician said she's gaining approx. 3/4 oz. every day. It seems impossible our 8 lb. newborn is already a 3 month old baby! Katie is a sweet girl, quite the social butterfly, and very smart already (we assume she can tell time, because she gets fussy if she's not in bed by 10 pm). :) We love our little muffin!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This picture is from her 2-month doctor visit. She's smiling in this pic because she didn't know she was about to go get 4 shots (poor little thing!). </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK_bRgTA9AwNz8pFsbG_TyLAacnRjSLGXBrwqLfxQNott7KBmrX0nGjOuCndab19er-mREZkM1A8yGOXNJfiCOAzicTNqC1-cPe6ogyJ9dhUV62OnBk6FebpR1XiGJv9KMi5cufDoAY0g/s1600-h/7-1-08+Katie+in+overall+before+doc+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230866271764468754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK_bRgTA9AwNz8pFsbG_TyLAacnRjSLGXBrwqLfxQNott7KBmrX0nGjOuCndab19er-mREZkM1A8yGOXNJfiCOAzicTNqC1-cPe6ogyJ9dhUV62OnBk6FebpR1XiGJv9KMi5cufDoAY0g/s320/7-1-08+Katie+in+overall+before+doc+2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Katie's first 4th of July! We ate dinner and spent the afternoon with Grandma Starr, Grandpa Roger, and Aunt Amy (though somehow she got out of having a pic!), then went to see fireworks (Katie fell asleep RIGHT before the fireworks started, and didn't wake up until the finale - then she just STARED...I don't even think she blinked!). :) </div><div align="center">Katie is smiling in this pic because someone told her she looks a lot like Grandma Starr.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSMC3e-8_gGLIZwf1VYUHLvfNEgFTgkbEgA4haGfPxE1RXWEcftGwP0YID9X-gtMOMbykk-sPdFplDjOJiXuwYS_7kLP7zE4VFu5FD9V8SzwvKBZMV1SEMOm2sBu8hxnllezGX7xZaHQM/s1600-h/7-4-08+Katie+and+Grandma+Hubbs+2EDITED.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230866275534947634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSMC3e-8_gGLIZwf1VYUHLvfNEgFTgkbEgA4haGfPxE1RXWEcftGwP0YID9X-gtMOMbykk-sPdFplDjOJiXuwYS_7kLP7zE4VFu5FD9V8SzwvKBZMV1SEMOm2sBu8hxnllezGX7xZaHQM/s320/7-4-08+Katie+and+Grandma+Hubbs+2EDITED.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Katie with Grandpa Roger - obviously he's telling her a very interesting story.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNZ5uIFr0Un8xrQo9xOIEx3t8PtRzNzkOAn77kyJPdfuHJ6vjlgvX-vU2rbpmKI-4JC1P2X_WdYBaCLawk-r4tFFM0Vbo6mr5KtnCiwJ-XWWBuRS96J0DSSOBDrqTMhnJB-Ajo2Cvs3FQ/s1600-h/7-4-08+Katie+and+Grandpa+Hubbs+3EDITED.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230866278154149714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNZ5uIFr0Un8xrQo9xOIEx3t8PtRzNzkOAn77kyJPdfuHJ6vjlgvX-vU2rbpmKI-4JC1P2X_WdYBaCLawk-r4tFFM0Vbo6mr5KtnCiwJ-XWWBuRS96J0DSSOBDrqTMhnJB-Ajo2Cvs3FQ/s320/7-4-08+Katie+and+Grandpa+Hubbs+3EDITED.JPG" border="0" /></a>Yet another picture of Katie on the changing pad. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiALU5YmQIOPmoxGTKV23knuglD59ZNHLXdtz0jSbaJ_cn48OnQwi613Jcts3lKtljlBxZRt5K2ZYbZyB_79prV5lyGc2YCVF9D4zJeK21UtitKCZH8WE4wn0vBuFJOiUSPA-__5I5x4uQ/s1600-h/7-4-08+Katie+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230866288393118594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiALU5YmQIOPmoxGTKV23knuglD59ZNHLXdtz0jSbaJ_cn48OnQwi613Jcts3lKtljlBxZRt5K2ZYbZyB_79prV5lyGc2YCVF9D4zJeK21UtitKCZH8WE4wn0vBuFJOiUSPA-__5I5x4uQ/s320/7-4-08+Katie+2.jpg" border="0" /></a>So the color isn't great in this pic, but I posted it because I think it's a great smile. Katie had just gotten finished telling me how much she liked the fireworks on her first 4th of July. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhus6JkQTuCVC2ytiZc1hNwhENGb5OT_E2viZoDutpwgml8N7OXMY0-J3wVcauo3-GyqzSnu0T8D2tRgDjAnbAeJG9i-ecO1D8Tss1sEvisAcGQphMwE29vebFyN63wMtnlysHFBsM2wGs/s1600-h/7-4-08+Katie+8EDITED.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230866293609068674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhus6JkQTuCVC2ytiZc1hNwhENGb5OT_E2viZoDutpwgml8N7OXMY0-J3wVcauo3-GyqzSnu0T8D2tRgDjAnbAeJG9i-ecO1D8Tss1sEvisAcGQphMwE29vebFyN63wMtnlysHFBsM2wGs/s320/7-4-08+Katie+8EDITED.JPG" border="0" /></a></p>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-72123346258745936802008-07-26T11:06:00.000-07:002008-07-26T11:12:36.904-07:00Pics that make me laugh<div align="center">Katie is such an independent girl; when she's awake, she likes to sit up so she can look around. I think she looks so funny sitting in the corner of the couch. </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtJPxd7luevh9c95bSB3pfvO09J6st52L9_Yu_L9kPN1h8XCapkB8NDihHSmXrhkypOEVFM9YkTo5n26I6gwhWsMYJ8yWBmIO7CtKdUIq3empEcflFAVkYUXBDVPWpYPiiSWKfqNu9pZ4/s1600-h/6-29-08+Katie+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227386304760302610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtJPxd7luevh9c95bSB3pfvO09J6st52L9_Yu_L9kPN1h8XCapkB8NDihHSmXrhkypOEVFM9YkTo5n26I6gwhWsMYJ8yWBmIO7CtKdUIq3empEcflFAVkYUXBDVPWpYPiiSWKfqNu9pZ4/s320/6-29-08+Katie+1.JPG" border="0" /></a>"Oh man could I use a nap! It's rough being 2 months old!"<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW2w_KeJZ5v3_T2UGaH3rtsO8CpJi_Wbq__VLGzNdu-_tdmKFR2lChvNxTxPWgXKN-jWamGqe9m_-13HBVK1mzAGBQ_vT2bgOnTJilPkLjrO0FHTogrEPwx2OKhTwJN0AV-U3vy_ZYzlQ/s1600-h/6-29-08+Katie+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227386308504099378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW2w_KeJZ5v3_T2UGaH3rtsO8CpJi_Wbq__VLGzNdu-_tdmKFR2lChvNxTxPWgXKN-jWamGqe9m_-13HBVK1mzAGBQ_vT2bgOnTJilPkLjrO0FHTogrEPwx2OKhTwJN0AV-U3vy_ZYzlQ/s320/6-29-08+Katie+2.JPG" border="0" /></a>Kevin called me upstairs the other night and this is what I saw...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbN0OODrzQwAytKxQqzzUQcp9XHdH2-BIbWSCNAw-BtsbLN9uIF7Gf7_I4KeabLw_JOy5fErt1fGn5Xa0fisxt3EcrlxR_QRebdjW4JatR8DylNNvUAodMWvu-tFpnyV8Nd0m458znUR0/s1600-h/6-29-08+Katie+and+Daddy+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227386316519225746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbN0OODrzQwAytKxQqzzUQcp9XHdH2-BIbWSCNAw-BtsbLN9uIF7Gf7_I4KeabLw_JOy5fErt1fGn5Xa0fisxt3EcrlxR_QRebdjW4JatR8DylNNvUAodMWvu-tFpnyV8Nd0m458znUR0/s320/6-29-08+Katie+and+Daddy+1.JPG" border="0" /></a>Let the video games begin!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHRYnLbogjqp-GcPi7Oz2e-ZvsUqGsLuTxn-39_sponxOO7JrkO8K27ah2FaQhw-EYuUdSx2_8sxdz3nitRfHUcXjVgNL4P9CXNA_t6A2C6ila9XNft3IkwpP-9aYKxvQmeAuyp8OebKQ/s1600-h/6-29-08+Katie+and+Daddy.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227386321363271634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHRYnLbogjqp-GcPi7Oz2e-ZvsUqGsLuTxn-39_sponxOO7JrkO8K27ah2FaQhw-EYuUdSx2_8sxdz3nitRfHUcXjVgNL4P9CXNA_t6A2C6ila9XNft3IkwpP-9aYKxvQmeAuyp8OebKQ/s320/6-29-08+Katie+and+Daddy.JPG" border="0" /></a></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-54479841465965805732008-07-23T20:03:00.001-07:002008-07-23T20:10:26.599-07:00Cousins<div align="center"> Aunt Kendra took her son Haden and Katie to get pictures together (I was working so I couldn't be there). Turns out neither Haden nor Katie wanted to smile that day. lol</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_BotmKwjCy_IpJd2D8zAMnKqAn59KLqicWlsXIlVMx0JKOfP50x0OJ53cMFMXKzfUt3ITMq1ka0gA40RWw6kI3yPleGq6LZAcDMhiJpDvstZHyK-_YkJZss_kjXII0FRtF4SUR-6mrMk/s1600-h/6-28-08+Katie+and+Haden+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226411343007031170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_BotmKwjCy_IpJd2D8zAMnKqAn59KLqicWlsXIlVMx0JKOfP50x0OJ53cMFMXKzfUt3ITMq1ka0gA40RWw6kI3yPleGq6LZAcDMhiJpDvstZHyK-_YkJZss_kjXII0FRtF4SUR-6mrMk/s320/6-28-08+Katie+and+Haden+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Haden & Katie ALMOST share a birthday - he was three on April 21st.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglk8wZ4v6TOvNZD5SaZoioLzFUpGzMdCLNjOHUBgiCs_fllCY168oF-LzFzDVtX-CGCoNR8wbsfkjkRoUqjGptdxBC5skVu5yVu5HD2vm0ktZ1OLAaaJyrjgXypatc8Iq6kX2dWJ6f4Mc/s1600-h/6-28-08+Katie+and+Haden+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226411370253339474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglk8wZ4v6TOvNZD5SaZoioLzFUpGzMdCLNjOHUBgiCs_fllCY168oF-LzFzDVtX-CGCoNR8wbsfkjkRoUqjGptdxBC5skVu5yVu5HD2vm0ktZ1OLAaaJyrjgXypatc8Iq6kX2dWJ6f4Mc/s320/6-28-08+Katie+and+Haden+2.jpg" border="0" /></a> If there's one thing Katie can do, it's sleep! (even in a basket of flowers, lol).<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226412334402095730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5lxBhLeRrovFe4odjsJTVgDut5pOWXO7wSPsFceqLaswfmHg_XtO6rd_i3RHGbCJqZGgLUeyxAV25sC77GYBKVaBvIDOtiybGcnl5oTs59fu1n3cS_L6XbodiYaGjAIf-_1NDqWYfMo8/s320/6-28-08+Katie.jpg" border="0" /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-30009416599529963632008-07-17T21:29:00.000-07:002008-07-17T21:55:22.681-07:00Soooo Tired!<div align="center">Katie was just passed out the other evening. I thought she just looked so funny with her arms just thrown out there. It's like she'd give Kevin a bear hug if only her arms would stretch that far!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0f7J2NHueOcTO2SKSB4gQu4e_ORdiAGs3nnTmJSlrJ4HZqiBJJt9aENGj1s1zKcZgL5lpmSm0T7gsgOCrCBu8Q1HcPfAjYNdkz9vJipOVAd3Jjt0-VJ0-FaPY6qlBqI1KPWZnqKA4R3I/s1600-h/6-24-08+Katie+sleeping+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224207700349816866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0f7J2NHueOcTO2SKSB4gQu4e_ORdiAGs3nnTmJSlrJ4HZqiBJJt9aENGj1s1zKcZgL5lpmSm0T7gsgOCrCBu8Q1HcPfAjYNdkz9vJipOVAd3Jjt0-VJ0-FaPY6qlBqI1KPWZnqKA4R3I/s320/6-24-08+Katie+sleeping+1.JPG" border="0" /></a> This pic ALMOST looks like she's awake, but she was completely out.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_r9rrqLIQQcx0GyAngqTZISYFdTDhbRTfD8NE8MCsnb4mMJ_JNO9g4DtOC2QwzPA32-lq2048oJUiJcJMm8vcy50i7ERWWTprWh25YXjN66R5Tx4js1iXbNVQvJAcUyp1pJ3Fp1OeGpc/s1600-h/6-24-08+Katie+sleeping+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224207706536338258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_r9rrqLIQQcx0GyAngqTZISYFdTDhbRTfD8NE8MCsnb4mMJ_JNO9g4DtOC2QwzPA32-lq2048oJUiJcJMm8vcy50i7ERWWTprWh25YXjN66R5Tx4js1iXbNVQvJAcUyp1pJ3Fp1OeGpc/s320/6-24-08+Katie+sleeping+2.JPG" border="0" /></a>Later that night, she decided she wanted to watch some tv. She is such an independent girl that she likes to be held up so she can look around the room (but I'm also told that sitting straight up helps her relux keep from bothering her).<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd7rRXFx4kYrxwH8rGPRtVbuWe9Ew9RgcxM39pwwCJgf7wk_-fsC8d8eAWcAvn9DFza-Fv4HaS7FIGR8SPsSmqN_4FOhGCD-De-l8woJ4PxSWZNixeNpU-YjAl0ymL4CuQRedahH3BA7Y/s1600-h/6-25-08+Katie+and+Daddy+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224207734757926498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd7rRXFx4kYrxwH8rGPRtVbuWe9Ew9RgcxM39pwwCJgf7wk_-fsC8d8eAWcAvn9DFza-Fv4HaS7FIGR8SPsSmqN_4FOhGCD-De-l8woJ4PxSWZNixeNpU-YjAl0ymL4CuQRedahH3BA7Y/s320/6-25-08+Katie+and+Daddy+2.JPG" border="0" /></a>Looks like EVERYONE in the house is excited about football season! I think I just heard her say "Go Buckeyes!" :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiELcfkTPyFrIMeVDdEJ-3JNM7zSeuOLYPR8jB2fFzi8jb8d53FS4eWLZl2Zm_3cLyXCrjCLm02vId-aUXpjT__qebU_81cRYE3rfncqfFWXgLYBkM_acyPvhDGcxQU-l_P1DRcPZBLnME/s1600-h/6-17-08+Katie.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224207742996788210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiELcfkTPyFrIMeVDdEJ-3JNM7zSeuOLYPR8jB2fFzi8jb8d53FS4eWLZl2Zm_3cLyXCrjCLm02vId-aUXpjT__qebU_81cRYE3rfncqfFWXgLYBkM_acyPvhDGcxQU-l_P1DRcPZBLnME/s320/6-17-08+Katie.JPG" border="0" /></a> P.S. Some of these pics are a little deceiving - they kind of make her hair look red, but it's really not red at all. It's just a light version of Kevin's color.<br /><br /></div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-20432472922308674622008-07-14T23:17:00.000-07:002008-07-14T23:32:58.612-07:00Cincinnati ZooAs a fun day before I went back to work, Kevin & I decided to take Katie to the Cincinnati Zoo. At first, it was going to be just us, but we decided to invite my mom, and then invited my Aunt April too. Amy happened to call me while we were on our way to the zoo to say she got off work early that day, so she joined us. It was nice to spend the day with family. We had PERFECT weather, and Katie had a wonderful first visit. I'm sure she'll remember it always (but in case she doesn't, we bought her a little stuffed giraffe to commemorate the day). :)<br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Some of the animals we saw. The giraffes were the coolest because they were all stretching and straining to get the leaves off the tip-top of the trees. Although the lion looks dead, I'm pretty sure he was just napping...at least I think. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmP6A3t34z5dtybS5mKLy-UTr9SCzK69ZYcMAu4I-RdJjpxAoVU1WV5ZPZIwuCKaK_0KUfr2f0zBCrJhyphenhypheni7HO5jDgrGlriTI04yxruEbjTlaiy-rDWxEVXulbPxbOL2-bfDkMNt3VMCY/s1600-h/zoo+pics.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223122865261057042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmP6A3t34z5dtybS5mKLy-UTr9SCzK69ZYcMAu4I-RdJjpxAoVU1WV5ZPZIwuCKaK_0KUfr2f0zBCrJhyphenhypheni7HO5jDgrGlriTI04yxruEbjTlaiy-rDWxEVXulbPxbOL2-bfDkMNt3VMCY/s320/zoo+pics.jpg" border="0" /></a>The <em>other</em> animals...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">My mom & Aunt April <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTzj6UxC9fGtldvMxuhLpFBSE8oLOLiAhgCK-PxD_ybPxHHtCg0QEaabyQxbx2ZMeL_bwhd12QxxbzfVZp9iwWqNkZkAuOAYXaZwmX5YrNFKAbP6YKUYrGvBYJPR2dTbv3BfgzTarft7c/s1600-h/HPIM1267.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223122874730945970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTzj6UxC9fGtldvMxuhLpFBSE8oLOLiAhgCK-PxD_ybPxHHtCg0QEaabyQxbx2ZMeL_bwhd12QxxbzfVZp9iwWqNkZkAuOAYXaZwmX5YrNFKAbP6YKUYrGvBYJPR2dTbv3BfgzTarft7c/s320/HPIM1267.JPG" border="0" /></a> Me, Kevin, & Katie<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXnuNfn_p-UazwSWXLcMi6eH3tr2Pj3Hp2f9BhGa1plDdJCpVQTYcNC8w3gw4bUjXNbxaKDxHAjnqFsEn5j2JILvHbyngh5c1LkPBHOiXKHdO2TCJYd547oiKTjB2JeJK981Rtm5fjSCg/s1600-h/HPIM1264.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223122876991524034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXnuNfn_p-UazwSWXLcMi6eH3tr2Pj3Hp2f9BhGa1plDdJCpVQTYcNC8w3gw4bUjXNbxaKDxHAjnqFsEn5j2JILvHbyngh5c1LkPBHOiXKHdO2TCJYd547oiKTjB2JeJK981Rtm5fjSCg/s320/HPIM1264.JPG" border="0" /></a> Katie & Aunt Amy<br />(Katie just looks upset because she didn't get the funnel cake she was asking for)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXhGP2xLfW4XZXGtwCFVqV54oiUeAE7OUzatl6Gan5QvsH1BcL5CWMoH56VpLbLljLp-COthRZGMNXJ9Y2sCUoX7HrcC1zKLUnThj_LmhZk6K6iLxrBtCxvNsEF-NJWxd5KbNuXzvcXwA/s1600-h/HPIM1273.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223122887357332850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXhGP2xLfW4XZXGtwCFVqV54oiUeAE7OUzatl6Gan5QvsH1BcL5CWMoH56VpLbLljLp-COthRZGMNXJ9Y2sCUoX7HrcC1zKLUnThj_LmhZk6K6iLxrBtCxvNsEF-NJWxd5KbNuXzvcXwA/s320/HPIM1273.JPG" border="0" /></a>The best alligator wranglers in Ohio.<br />Give us a call for all your gator removal needs!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyH_vSI7PAB79PdkJlZAvpr3v7optRgTqYdv9fZFNE78oucFH6618n4EJngh899b4jfYFHGWQ_wGfA0VXN-sWoJeyzgtws6dHFbJWaP2WjO-_15YhOBG0NPuYDvKza2ILc0ZWLwn77yR0/s1600-h/HPIM1283.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223122889503001170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyH_vSI7PAB79PdkJlZAvpr3v7optRgTqYdv9fZFNE78oucFH6618n4EJngh899b4jfYFHGWQ_wGfA0VXN-sWoJeyzgtws6dHFbJWaP2WjO-_15YhOBG0NPuYDvKza2ILc0ZWLwn77yR0/s320/HPIM1283.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6082519335875366123.post-28413423904755606672008-07-10T19:13:00.000-07:002008-07-10T21:44:13.071-07:00Katie "Talking"<p align="center">This is a video of Katie on her changing pad (as always) "talking" to herself and whatever is on or near the ceiling that she is so taken with.<br />(Sorry the quality is so bad; I took this with my digital camera, not the video camera).</p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwQHpgU_-vquabkXGzNoea3ya0ifSXKM8k9YvOER_pPnJt1m2UwUkT_dsl04xU9Ir1j26ppmtXgV21uJwQNTw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>BethieR1978http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217335365076796104noreply@blogger.com3