<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252</id><updated>2012-01-20T09:34:25.522-05:00</updated><category term='ull'/><category term='eu a'/><title type='text'>Your Daily Davis Dose</title><subtitle type='html'>the things they say..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>484</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-1599327096136687980</id><published>2012-01-18T10:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T11:10:47.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(insert sad face here)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this, my friends, is a peek at our bedrooms after the thieves left yesterday. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698994205706764994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8a0Ve6mexUk/TxblCRgpQsI/AAAAAAAADu0/FUMsRa-mqWo/s400/0117121356.jpg" /&gt;yes, our house gotten broken into. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, yes, we were safe and the lord was gracious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our neighbor was leaving his house from lunch when he saw our side door was opened. he walked over to shut it, thinking that we accidentally left it open, but he quickly realized that the door had been kicked in. so he called bill and then called the cops. bill calls me on his way to the house, and i run and pick up the big kids from preschool and head home, too. i remember my heart was racing the whole time i was driving, but at the same time, i was SO thankful that we weren't at home when it happened. and even more thankful that i wasn't the one to come home and find the house ransacked by myself with the kids! (there is silver lining on everything!! it could always be worse!) the kids could see me upset and heard me cry when bill told me what all had been stolen so far, so i decided that i should fill them in as best i could before we got home and they saw all of the cops and investigators.. so i told them that "a mean person came into our house uninvited and messed up some of our stuff and took a few of our things. but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jesus&lt;/span&gt; kept us safe and the police men were there with daddy now and they were going to help us". of course they had a lot of questions. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt; more than the others.. "momma, did they have a key? how did they get in?? did they take our dolls? am i gonna have to clean my room??" you know.. all of the important questions to a 5 year old:) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miley&lt;/span&gt; cheered in the backseat when we pulled up the driveway, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!! our house isn't broken!! see, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;siah&lt;/span&gt;?? our house isn't broken!!" the kids played outside until aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jenna&lt;/span&gt; came and took them to the park. we didn't want them to see everything and the investigator wanted to make sure he could fingerprint what he needed to, before they came in. i was saddened to see what they did and what all they took. so far, we have noticed that they took 3 of the kids' piggy banks, their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nintendo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ds&lt;/span&gt; and games, two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mobigo's&lt;/span&gt; and games, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dvds&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt;, laptop (with all of my pics of all of my babies on the hard drive) camera bag and lenses, video camera (with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adalyn's&lt;/span&gt; first 9 months of her life still on it with no extra copies!), some coins.... they broke some of our furniture (one being an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;armoire&lt;/span&gt; that was my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nonny's&lt;/span&gt; that i can't replace!), our printer, our entertainment center, .... i can't even think. oh, and the most heart breaking thing to my girls was that they took their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ariel&lt;/span&gt; pillow cases off of their beds to put some stuff in:( who does that?? it is one thing to violate me and bill, but they violated my babies' things! and this momma bear in me wants to hurt somebody!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; too hormonal for all of this:) i guess the part that hurts me the worst, is that i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have any video footage of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adalyn's&lt;/span&gt; life anymore!! nothing! not her first word, her first smile/laugh, her army crawl, her waving bye-bye.... and that makes me sick!! i also want to vomit at the thought of all of my pictures on the hard drive of my computer that i no longer have. it is a good thing that i have uploaded so many to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; and to this blog... because that is all i have now:( but things could have been much worse, and i am trying my best to be thankful for god's provision and his timing in this! the kids have been keeping our focus where it needs to be, and they have kept us smiling! when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt; saw her room for the first time, she gasped at the mess then looked at her dresser where 2 pennies and a quarter was laying and shouted, "YES!!! they didn't take all my monies!!!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now if we could just get everything cleaned back up and put back in it's proper place, then i will feel much better! but if you think of it, please pray for us! pray for my anxious heart and fear, pray that i will be able to sleep soundly without freaking out about every noise i hear. pray that my kids will not be afraid and pray that we allow ourselves and this situation to be used for the glory of god! thank you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jesus&lt;/span&gt;, for keeping us safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-1599327096136687980?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/1599327096136687980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/insert-sad-face-here.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1599327096136687980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1599327096136687980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/insert-sad-face-here.html' title='(insert sad face here)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8a0Ve6mexUk/TxblCRgpQsI/AAAAAAAADu0/FUMsRa-mqWo/s72-c/0117121356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-7344318395647163051</id><published>2012-01-16T21:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:17:51.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet jos..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i made spaghetti for supper tonight and when josiah took a bite of his, he said, "hmm.. not half bad!" i mean... i know i'm far from a great cook, but seriously?? do i need to be critiqued by a 4 year old?? :) now granted we DID have cereal for supper the night before... but come on, man! i have had a lot on my plate this weekend! cut me some slack :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he woke up this morning and said, "good morning, momma! is it fursdsay? (thursday)" i said, "hey, buddy. no, it's just monday. sorry." he got a nintendo ds for christmas and is in LOVE with that thing! he has the potential to be one of &lt;em&gt;those kids &lt;/em&gt;who (if we let him) would sit in front of a game system, tv, hand held electronic thingy, etc. ALL. DAY. LONG!!! so we have put some restrictions on it and he can only play for a couple of minutes on tuesdays, thursdays and saturdays. (i know, i know... we are such mean parents!!) he made me laugh when he woke up from his nap a few hours earlier and ran to me in the kitchen and asked, "hey, momma!! is it still not fursday??" see what i mean?? the kid needs restrictions:) but he sure is a cutie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-7344318395647163051?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/7344318395647163051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/sweet-jos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7344318395647163051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7344318395647163051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/sweet-jos.html' title='sweet jos..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2437987432729819757</id><published>2012-01-14T13:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T13:57:45.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy's girls:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miley&lt;/span&gt; was talking about kissing boys at "school". bill told her immediately, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miley&lt;/span&gt;, you are not allowed to kiss boys! ever! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?" she had a sad face and replied, "but dad.... i really want to!" oh dear.. the child is only 3! what are we doing to do when she is a teenager??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adalyn&lt;/span&gt; has been sick so we have pulled out all of our humidifiers. bill was assembling them in all of the kids' rooms when he came back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miley's&lt;/span&gt; room and saw that the humidifier had been knocked over. "hey! who did this?" he asked. "i told y'all that you guys weren't allowed to touch these!" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt; was dancing when she said, "oh.. maybe i did. maybe i kicked it with one of my dance moves! can you just put a sign on it so we can remember not to touch it?" bill was not amused and said, "no, i can't put a sign on it. how about you settle your dance moves down a bit and just remember what daddy has told you!?" :) ha! she can't even read and yet she thinks a sign would help her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adalyn&lt;/span&gt; gets VERY excited when bill comes home from work. she crawls and follows him around until he picks her up and kisses her:) i love watching it!! he is such a great daddy! she will just stare at him and touch his face in awe! melts my heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2437987432729819757?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2437987432729819757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/daddys-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2437987432729819757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2437987432729819757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/daddys-girls.html' title='daddy&apos;s girls:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6531172693108625692</id><published>2012-01-10T20:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:58:03.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>toots and a talking hiney!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;miley was a little gassy tonight and when bill asked the kids what all of those noises were, miley responded, "that was just my hiney talkin'. it likes to toot to you!" oh my! she is too much like her daddy:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6531172693108625692?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6531172693108625692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/toots-and-talking-hiney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6531172693108625692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6531172693108625692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/toots-and-talking-hiney.html' title='toots and a talking hiney!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4937948957123628716</id><published>2012-01-09T20:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:47:09.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>game night and other funnies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5vvaH6plG5k/TwuTbov_t7I/AAAAAAAADuc/6Aos9JGWCO0/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695808256744601522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5vvaH6plG5k/TwuTbov_t7I/AAAAAAAADuc/6Aos9JGWCO0/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at mother's day out last week, there was a little boy who was turned around in his chair staring at miley. the teacher asked him to turn around but he didn't listen. so miley said, "it's ok! him's just staring at me cause i'm so pretty!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695808243465857890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jb6Cq3UXoRI/TwuTa3SGK2I/AAAAAAAADuQ/GFyuuSD_IM8/s400/052.JPG" /&gt; bill was getting ready for church one sunday and put on a suit. miley looked at him and gasped saying, "daddy!! you look so handsome.. you look like a prince!!" i smiled and told her that he was a prince, he was my prince!! to which she quickly responded, "no! him's not a prince! him's just a daddy!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695808226098063618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGJu-2Yd6Jo/TwuTZ2lSqQI/AAAAAAAADt4/FYSVYzF0voo/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;josiah asked me the other day, "momma, when our baby is born, can i be his daddy??"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695808231210102402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-PpZEtcDrg/TwuTaJoGLoI/AAAAAAAADuE/3RXahu83Rgk/s400/047.JPG" /&gt;bill and the kids have turned into some board game junkies! i have the lucky responsibility to keep adalyn out of the way:) here they are playing chutes and ladders..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMea0yPShK0/TwuSzFJ3hdI/AAAAAAAADto/lqCFl3w_5Fw/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695807559994672594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMea0yPShK0/TwuSzFJ3hdI/AAAAAAAADto/lqCFl3w_5Fw/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and operation.. (which was too noisy and too stressful for our kids!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they also love jenga, candyland and hungry, hungry hippos, (which jos calls "the very hungry hippo game". i think he gets confused with the very hungry caterpillar book!) i think we have played games almost every night for the past week or so after supper!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695807560538796466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yl4eEghX7l8/TwuSzHLmMbI/AAAAAAAADtY/yeV0fFhmDAI/s400/032.JPG" /&gt; i took this pic saturday morning. i am sure that we are going to miss these lazy, snuggly saturdays!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6BLi6OFD_RY/TwuSyXTLHPI/AAAAAAAADtQ/lU6iht4jt18/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695807547685674226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6BLi6OFD_RY/TwuSyXTLHPI/AAAAAAAADtQ/lU6iht4jt18/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we bought 3 cans of fake snow for the kids, in hopes of them making mini snowmen:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKPsNwu4crQ/TwuSxu66VEI/AAAAAAAADtE/AywlsFBD3MQ/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695807536846492738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKPsNwu4crQ/TwuSxu66VEI/AAAAAAAADtE/AywlsFBD3MQ/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695807529826734498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWRZCOED7is/TwuSxUxRUaI/AAAAAAAADs4/xmZ5es52iWA/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; however, ella kate was the first one to get to play in it, and after a few minutes she started saying that her hands and arms were itching. the snow also had a strong, funky smell so we ended up throwing it all way:(&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAtMsuCZGQY/TwuSGADCSlI/AAAAAAAADso/ZxCzHAzusnQ/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695806785529727570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAtMsuCZGQY/TwuSGADCSlI/AAAAAAAADso/ZxCzHAzusnQ/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695806782063880514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnl4F-K85qI/TwuSFzItqUI/AAAAAAAADsc/9h3-cytB884/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; while we were busy taking turns cozying up to a fire, adalyn was busy getting into squinkies and shoving them all in her mouth... ((sigh))&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695806761735707682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lzTXnH-IjjA/TwuSEnaGXCI/AAAAAAAADsE/U3QYGB5EPQo/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695806756730776546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iX9pYBn9QgQ/TwuSEUw1K-I/AAAAAAAADr4/gUmrLUVWtGk/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8qcISmmhvQw/TwuSE_iVMII/AAAAAAAADsQ/nG29_oODZ24/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695806768212684930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8qcISmmhvQw/TwuSE_iVMII/AAAAAAAADsQ/nG29_oODZ24/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4937948957123628716?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4937948957123628716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/game-night-and-other-funnies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4937948957123628716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4937948957123628716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/game-night-and-other-funnies.html' title='game night and other funnies!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5vvaH6plG5k/TwuTbov_t7I/AAAAAAAADuc/6Aos9JGWCO0/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2436396987839182087</id><published>2012-01-09T19:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:15:38.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>adalyn is 9 months old!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this sweet thing is 9 (and a half) months old!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZC6j4gIFFE/TwuNGV7cFRI/AAAAAAAADrs/db6vdcEccTg/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695801293845304594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZC6j4gIFFE/TwuNGV7cFRI/AAAAAAAADrs/db6vdcEccTg/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she weighed in last week at 21lbs 11oz and 28in long!! chunky girl:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she wears 9-12 month clothes and size 3 diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is crawling everywhere now and has started drinking from a sippy cup! adalyn also has the tip of her first tooth poking through!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsBiJVrNsdc/TwuNGHLBLLI/AAAAAAAADrg/mWBmQnpMMBw/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695801289884118194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsBiJVrNsdc/TwuNGHLBLLI/AAAAAAAADrg/mWBmQnpMMBw/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; adalyn is a momma's girl through and through and screams whenever i leave her! she does love her daddy and will usually be just fine with him:) she still only says ma-ma, da-da and ba-ba. she has started doing 'how big is adalyn??' and raises her hands to the sky with a big smile:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695801271539442354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9RtEQKuIdRE/TwuNFC1TorI/AAAAAAAADrU/hFJcNVlMVeo/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;we moved her to a new car seat this month b/c she was getting too big for her baby carrier. she is still rear facing so nothing really is different. she is a great car rider and LOVES watching and laughing at her wild and crazy siblings in the back seat with her!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695801268274914642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bITU-9mkZkk/TwuNE2q-5VI/AAAAAAAADrI/u0-KZ8LYDzM/s400/020.JPG" /&gt; i love it whenever bill gets home for work and she breaks her neck and is so persistent to make him acknowledge her and give her some lovin'. adalyn does this new thing where she cocks her head all of the way to the side (almost sideways) in order to see something/someone!! she also LOVES to play with the cute baby in the mirror and just giggles and cackles whenever she sees her! she still is crazy about her big sisters and brother, too and lights up whenever she sees them:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we are so so so thankful for you, sweet girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2436396987839182087?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2436396987839182087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/adalyn-is-9-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2436396987839182087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2436396987839182087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/adalyn-is-9-months-old.html' title='adalyn is 9 months old!!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZC6j4gIFFE/TwuNGV7cFRI/AAAAAAAADrs/db6vdcEccTg/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-5173239407651549698</id><published>2012-01-09T19:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T19:54:50.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hello kitty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;while driving down the road the other night, miley spotted her hero standing outside of denny's. we weren't really dressed at didn't have a camera but miley was begging to go and see "hella killy" and take her picture:) so being the sweet daddy that he is, bill went home, got the camera and drove us back to denny's so we could take a picture:) miley was all smiles until bill tried to set her down and walk away... she did NOT want him to leave her! then, of course, the other kids wanted to meet her too!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uyRGiZ1tBas/TwuKza-XMTI/AAAAAAAADq8/1xdX2W5JMkc/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695798769758974258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uyRGiZ1tBas/TwuKza-XMTI/AAAAAAAADq8/1xdX2W5JMkc/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695798748965369730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gfffKX6VDPk/TwuKyNgx94I/AAAAAAAADq0/VCU1xP6kWHc/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695798742277422082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eaytDgRIK-w/TwuKx0mP_AI/AAAAAAAADqk/UCl2rowQxhk/s400/028.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-5173239407651549698?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/5173239407651549698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-kitty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5173239407651549698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5173239407651549698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-kitty.html' title='hello kitty!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uyRGiZ1tBas/TwuKza-XMTI/AAAAAAAADq8/1xdX2W5JMkc/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-803412562818868038</id><published>2012-01-02T16:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T16:38:36.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>all the men..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;miley LOVES saying the blessing at meal times. in fact, the big 3 all love to say it and fight over whose turn it is to say it next:) miley's favorite blessing is 'god our father' but she pronounces it "god our fodder!" i especially love how she ends all of her prayers/blessings singing "all the men!" (amen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miley was looking out her window and up at the sky while we were driving home this afternoon. after turning down a few different roads, she asked me, "momma, why is the moon following us?" i told her i didn't know and she replied, "maybe him finks i'm cute! and maybe him wants to come to our house!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-803412562818868038?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/803412562818868038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/803412562818868038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/803412562818868038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-men.html' title='all the men..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-9019641054725715553</id><published>2012-01-01T21:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:36:42.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to ME!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;can i just be honest?? i hate my birthday.. really, i do! it is right smack dab in the middle of the holiday season, so while growing up, i grew to hate it. no one remembers it, they are all broke from christmas, and the majority of people are too busy to celebrate or they are out of town. i was always jealous of my sister erin's birthday in june. she grew up having these super fun pool parties with all of her friends. my other sister, lauren also has a december birthday, but hers' is early enough that she could still celebrate with friends or at least bring cupcakes to school. (you can tell i'm not the least bit bitter! ha!) my family has always made fun of me for making this such a big deal.. but unless you can relate, you really have no idea! you are probably thinking, 'poor poor pitiful kristen', but i think that birthdays are supposed to be special! you deserve to be pampered for one day:) but i have great news!! my birthday curse has been broken!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7mrFTZagl8/TwEZHt7BHeI/AAAAAAAADqY/BbQyEhUGLqc/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692859024349928930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7mrFTZagl8/TwEZHt7BHeI/AAAAAAAADqY/BbQyEhUGLqc/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i woke up early to billy d kissing me goodbye. he can usually never take off work on my birthday b/c it is the last week of the year to make sales, but he promised me that he would make my birthday special- and he stayed true to his word:) miley was the first one to wake up, so she climbed into my bed, snuggled up next to me and said, "happy bir-day, momma! i love you!" sweet thing:) josiah was the next one to wake up and as he climbed into my bed he wished me a happy birthday, as well. the three of us are all snuggled together when i hear the front door open. i look downstairs and see my sweet hubby bringing to me my favorite breakfast- a sausage biscuit and oj from mcdonalds:) how sweet is he!! he also brought the kids some powdered donuts so i wouldn't have to make them any breakfast! so thoughtful:) ella kate is awake now and comes to our room. they all kiss and hug bill goodbye as he leaves again for work and we all stay in bed and eat! adalyn wakes up a little later and we start our morning routines of getting dressed, starting some laundry and such.. jenna texts me and asks if she can take me and ALL the kids out to eat for my birthday. of course, we say YES and shortly after, we meet her at the mexican restaurant. yummy!! after i stuff my face with tacos, i drive through starbucks to get a drink with my gift card to enjoy during nap time:) we get home, i lay all 4 kids down for a nap/rest and i curl up back in bed with my frappuccino and a game of words with friends:) about 20 minutes later, bill surprises me by coming home early with a dozen red tulips (my fave!) and a chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream cone (my other fave!). his sweet boss let him off work early for new years, so he is mine for the next 4 days!!! he tells me that we have dinner plans tonight and that he has arranged sitters for all of our kids. the big 3 are going to play at mrs. lori's and adalyn is going to yaya's. when the kids wake up from their nap, bill takes the big 3 to lori's and i stay home and get myself and adalyn ready for the night. bill returns and we load up and drop adalyn off with my sister. we swing by bed, bath and beyond to walk around and see if there is anything to buy with our gift card, and after settling on some new spatulas and some cans of fake snow, we are ready to eat:) he tells me we are going to eat at sconyers (the best bbq!). we get there, walk to our table and SURPRISE!!!! our families and closest friends are all there, too! my sweet hubby and best friends jenna and mandi planned a surprise party for me!! it was so great! i didn't have a clue:) the place was packed with people who love me.. and it was complete with a birthday cake and presents! ha:) it was the best birthday ever!! my heart was so happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since the big kids weren't at the party, they wanted to make me some brownies to celebrate:) bill sent me out shopping by myself and he and all 4 kids made me some of the yummiest brownies i have ever tasted!! he even took pics and documented the whole thing! i am a blessed girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858855437128690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDsxqsfESeM/TwEY94rEU_I/AAAAAAAADqM/nMydJo6O0CA/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858840509567586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sPQI0rCqt2s/TwEY9BED0mI/AAAAAAAADp8/jDsbF4Mnc6w/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858840059443698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yb6KZv6nDMY/TwEY8_YvefI/AAAAAAAADpw/nbuluySu98Q/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858822752511378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2q9iV97Msds/TwEY7-6cpZI/AAAAAAAADpY/SBPvOmUNc3Y/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858414991788882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YKYsUkrcfwI/TwEYkP4ty1I/AAAAAAAADpI/8UKC1HeSX_Q/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858823149682466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5nCmdfncZpI/TwEY8AZI_yI/AAAAAAAADpo/Fu4X6TpU3QI/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858403157069682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vageZgq9dxc/TwEYjjzGT3I/AAAAAAAADo8/uuGpUWaLgSM/s400/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858383616801730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MLmYbV17cIk/TwEYibAVe8I/AAAAAAAADok/RfmvKUTJEsM/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858393355989938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H9aq1loxREo/TwEYi_SVs7I/AAAAAAAADow/IMGj1v-B2u4/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858380816810082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K5Is4Z7LlXM/TwEYiQkxAGI/AAAAAAAADoY/k-y9XZihbB4/s400/063.JPG" /&gt; i have never felt more loved in my life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on a side note: i asked the kids last week what they were getting me for my birthday, without skipping a beat, josiah says, "i fink i'mma get you more children, cause me and you WUV children!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-9019641054725715553?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/9019641054725715553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/9019641054725715553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/9019641054725715553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to ME!!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7mrFTZagl8/TwEZHt7BHeI/AAAAAAAADqY/BbQyEhUGLqc/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-5608640468133867082</id><published>2011-12-29T15:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:54:48.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07t6GLwmAhM/TvzPTzx4EUI/AAAAAAAADoM/J_ws_NIurUQ/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691651968313332034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07t6GLwmAhM/TvzPTzx4EUI/AAAAAAAADoM/J_ws_NIurUQ/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is it just me, or did christmas fly by this year? i didn't take a million pictures this year, because i simply didn't have enough hands. trying to hold adalyn and help her unwrap something, making sure that i can 'ooh and ahh' over everything that the other kids got, trying to open my own presents, as well as video tape the whole madness... left me a little short handed to take the pics that i usually do. but we still had an amazing christmas!! we spent the night with my parents on the eve of christmas eve:) we rented a 15 passenger van for the whole entire family to go and look at christmas lights.. it was a blast!! we got back to mimi and poppa's house, bathed the kids, got them situated with a movie, laid the babies down, then all of the adults played a game called, logos. so fun!! woke up the next morning on christmas eve and all of the kids opened presents!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691651960697568370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pf5bue9id0o/TvzPTXaIvHI/AAAAAAAADn8/adpDhS4F5d0/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691651947823604082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-stPsqmL0x48/TvzPSncvoXI/AAAAAAAADnw/OoFCr5mUqbo/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691651934847825490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vjh-1zRS5ww/TvzPR3HE9lI/AAAAAAAADnk/YRL279JStSc/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691651932430619154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j158vDdsgOQ/TvzPRuGxUhI/AAAAAAAADnY/AWeSo8XAXLk/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691651352393353506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zphYPjoV7Wk/TvzOv9THCSI/AAAAAAAADm8/HaVrRzzKxb8/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691651343830109458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QFE58EeU3-s/TvzOvdZeTRI/AAAAAAAADms/sVxEjbS7nqk/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691651372420260002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rbMPrEjGPSQ/TvzOxH55YKI/AAAAAAAADnE/w2J9RjW0ypU/s400/032.JPG" /&gt;that night we went to nana nan's and papa's house to have another christmas! the kids are spoiled rotten.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2EZO8uCJejQ/TvzOtRWbSTI/AAAAAAAADmg/VCdoJSDRwko/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691651306236365106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2EZO8uCJejQ/TvzOtRWbSTI/AAAAAAAADmg/VCdoJSDRwko/s400/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all of the cousins:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691651304297848354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjkduWSEyyY/TvzOtKIP3iI/AAAAAAAADmU/yr4VyIukeYc/s400/061.JPG" /&gt; we came home that night, went to bed and woke up to a very small and very sweet christmas at our house! i am so thankful for my little family! it is moments like these, when the evidence of god's goodness is overwhelming! i am so undeserving, yet the lord sees fit to bless me still!! in the midst of all of my ugliness and sin, he loves me. thank you jesus!! thank you for loving me, and for coming to earth on christmas, to be born in a manger, to live among us and to wipe away the sins of the world. may we never lose sight of what christmas is all about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-5608640468133867082?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/5608640468133867082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5608640468133867082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5608640468133867082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07t6GLwmAhM/TvzPTzx4EUI/AAAAAAAADoM/J_ws_NIurUQ/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-5116769869056175908</id><published>2011-12-29T14:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:08:01.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet ada-LINE:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's what her poppa calls her:) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691641360508699090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fctpaUNpCO0/TvzFqWoKwdI/AAAAAAAADl4/Plc2UNj9tuU/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;and let me tell you, this hunk of love sure is sweet!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691641356576836098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yvgfo0V5MyY/TvzFqH-vSgI/AAAAAAAADls/S7m8ZeaTUGc/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691641339698890578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-leanIjdzRHM/TvzFpJGuR1I/AAAAAAAADlk/VTI60SSzsWo/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPur_0Y4o6M/TvzF25XjGHI/AAAAAAAADmI/J6qPZ6Y3ysw/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691641575992662130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPur_0Y4o6M/TvzF25XjGHI/AAAAAAAADmI/J6qPZ6Y3ysw/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she had a great first christmas! although she was completely oblivious to what was going on, she did enjoy eating the wrapping paper and playing with the sticky tape:) miley gave her a makeover for christmas.. i am sure this was the 1st of many!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691640446270066098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nf-ZUguBVN8/TvzE1I0sTbI/AAAAAAAADlI/qlRr4wognTk/s400/006.JPG" /&gt; adalyn has also taken a liking to some barbies.. or rather their shoes, jewelry or any other small part that she can cram into her mouth before one of us snatches it out. squinkies, however, are her favorite. we had never had squinkies before until christmas, and now i know why:) all of my kids love those things, but adalyn acts like a squirrel with nuts and tries to stuff her mouth with as many as possible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691641334625240786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gl-wHnarO6o/TvzFo2NEhtI/AAAAAAAADlU/LI1WktW2trg/s400/060.JPG" /&gt; she also is getting more and more mobile. she has crawled on all 4 a couple of times this holiday season, but then she tires out and has to lay her head down and take a breather:) ha! like mother, like daughter!! i can't believe she is 9 months old already!! she hasn't had her check up yet, so i'll have to update her stats later:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-5116769869056175908?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/5116769869056175908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/sweet-ada-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5116769869056175908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5116769869056175908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/sweet-ada-line.html' title='sweet ada-LINE:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fctpaUNpCO0/TvzFqWoKwdI/AAAAAAAADl4/Plc2UNj9tuU/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-1411103286145385261</id><published>2011-12-21T23:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:08:58.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more pie, krystals and sparkles..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tonight we loaded up in the car to look for some more christmas lights. i had been wanting a cookie dough ice cream cone from baskin robins for the past week, so bill took me to get one and he got some krystal burgers for him and the kids. we pulled into the parking lot and he said, "alright, who wants a krystal?" all 3 chimed in, "ME!!!" however, when miley got hers, she looked in the box and said, "hey this is not a krystal... it's a hangerburger!" (hamburger) bill told her, "that's what a krystal is... it's a hamburger." miley was fine with his answer and took her 'hangerburger' back to her seat. after a few minutes, we hear her ask, "hey daddy, pie have anudder sparkle??"(can i have another..) bill was so confused... "what??" she replied, "a sparkle, daddy. pie have anudder sparkle hangerburger??" sparkles.. krystals... they're the same, right? they are both shiney, sparkly and apparently yummy to a 3 year old! ha:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-1411103286145385261?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/1411103286145385261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-pie-krystals-and-sparkles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1411103286145385261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1411103286145385261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-pie-krystals-and-sparkles.html' title='more pie, krystals and sparkles..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-121686189144438157</id><published>2011-12-21T16:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T16:20:15.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how could i have forgotten the pie???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;last night when i blogged about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miley&lt;/span&gt; and her cute sayings.. i TOTALLY forgot to add one of her favorite things to say... "pie". it is so cute and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; she says it, bill and i smile at each other. she uses it to replace, "can i, or may i"... for instance, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"pie sit in your lap?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"pie have some more cookies?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"pie get in your bed?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"pie wear these shoes?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love it:) and it will be a sad sad day when she quits these cute little sayings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-121686189144438157?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/121686189144438157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-could-i-have-forgotten-pie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/121686189144438157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/121686189144438157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-could-i-have-forgotten-pie.html' title='how could i have forgotten the pie???'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-8390468608525927295</id><published>2011-12-20T21:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T21:33:54.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>few more pics..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;christmas 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love my sweet family:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpYWfvr1Hho/TvFEmUZf8EI/AAAAAAAADk0/NnaNNR9JEc4/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688403229447024706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpYWfvr1Hho/TvFEmUZf8EI/AAAAAAAADk0/NnaNNR9JEc4/s400/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the kids wrapped up bill's present all by themselves and they even wrote his name and all of their names on the package with a sharpie:) they were SO proud!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688403214036805554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55pK1V7yu6o/TvFEla_ap7I/AAAAAAAADko/neBLUsoslKs/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688403185324119442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F3MFqKAubsI/TvFEjwBx1ZI/AAAAAAAADkc/MQxCLyBzmWU/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;we took the kids to a place called lights of the south last week and they LOVED it!! we have been several times before, but it cracked me up how they kept calling it "south of the lights." :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688403176707558530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wbIhDD3vNmM/TvFEjP7bjII/AAAAAAAADkQ/7IwjslBnezI/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3frRNurdxc0/TvFEi7MHwbI/AAAAAAAADkE/GGkZqUnmqPY/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688403171140420018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3frRNurdxc0/TvFEi7MHwbI/AAAAAAAADkE/GGkZqUnmqPY/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-8390468608525927295?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/8390468608525927295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/few-more-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8390468608525927295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8390468608525927295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/few-more-pics.html' title='few more pics..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpYWfvr1Hho/TvFEmUZf8EI/AAAAAAAADk0/NnaNNR9JEc4/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2259872037634410802</id><published>2011-12-20T20:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T21:11:13.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>miley-isms:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2PhyQxaQGQ/TvFADFkFkgI/AAAAAAAADi4/tgIJtAlCJl4/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688398226122969602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2PhyQxaQGQ/TvFADFkFkgI/AAAAAAAADi4/tgIJtAlCJl4/s400/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *miley, adalyn and i drove to pick up the other 2 from preschool one day. i always try to squeeze them as soon as i pick them up and tell them how much i missed them while they were at school. however, this particular day miley was quick to chime in and tell them, "well, &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; didn't miss nobody!!!" sweet thing.. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*miley was waiting for yaya to come and pick her up for a sleep over date. while looking for her out of her bedroom window, she says, "i love yaya! her's so CUTE!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*miley, adalyn and i met my sisters and the twins for lunch one afternoon at moes. miley told me that she was finished with her burrito, so instead of letting it go to waste, i took it upon my pregnant self to finish it for her:) she didn't seem to mind, until bill came home from work that night and she immediately told him, "daddy, momma ate all my food and it really BREAKED MY HEART!!!" oh dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i came into the kitchen this afternoon to see miley and josiah quietly crouched down in front of the open fridge. they know that they aren't supposed to help themselves to snacks without asking first, so i was proud of miley when i heard her whisper to josiah, "i fink we can't have nuffin!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*miley asked if she could watch a movie tonight, but bill told them that it was time for bed. she came to me and told me, "when daddy do's that, it makes my feelings not good!" poor deprived child:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2259872037634410802?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2259872037634410802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/miley-isms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2259872037634410802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2259872037634410802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/miley-isms.html' title='miley-isms:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2PhyQxaQGQ/TvFADFkFkgI/AAAAAAAADi4/tgIJtAlCJl4/s72-c/059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-124313222021146324</id><published>2011-12-05T20:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:58:07.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the naughty list..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;while baking gingerbread cookies tonight, josiah snatched a cookie cutter out of miley's hand. she glared at him and said, "hey! you took that from me!! that's not berry nice!! you're on the 'nonny' list!!" (naughty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after ella kate got dressed this morning, josiah looked at her and said, "L-kate, you look so pretty! you're just growing up too fast for me!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bill was going to work one morning when miley hollered out to him, "bye, babe! i love you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella kate got in the hot bath tub tonight and said, "oh yeah!! this is what i'm talkin' about!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-124313222021146324?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/124313222021146324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/naughty-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/124313222021146324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/124313222021146324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/12/naughty-list.html' title='the naughty list..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6907147449645991324</id><published>2011-11-30T16:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:05:07.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i know i am forgetting something...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;if i don't jot things down on a napkin or a post it, then i forget:( so here are some things that i can remember..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miley no longer says "miney" :( she now knows that her name is MILEY! sad, sad day! another sign that my babies are growing up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;josiah wants an angry bird for christmas. he also said he wants more children for our house:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;do all 5 year old little girls have attitude or is it just mine?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;miley wants a "sleeping booty" doll for christmas. you know, "aurora, sleepy booty"! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the bath tonight was SUPER hot. ella kate was the first one in and immediately let out a huge sigh and sunk almost all of the way down. i looked at her, completely submerged and with her eyes closed, and i asked her what she was doing. she replied, " ((big sigh)) i'm just dreaming of heaven!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when it was miley's turn to hop in the tub, she was grumpy. (surprise, surprise!) she sat there with a big scowl on her face, so i turned to ella kate and said, "look at miley. she is SO sweet, and SO happy! look at the big ol' smile." all the while, miley is still grumpy and scowling. so, ella kate chimes in and says, "she is SO happy! and so friendly! and all of the animals love her!" with that, miley shouted out, "i NOT!! i MEAN!!!" and let out a huge huff, complete with arms crossed across her chest!! sweet, sweet girl:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;speaking of sweet girls.. adalyn is officially an army crawler! we have never had an army crawler, so it is so cute to watch. she never gets on all 4s, just lays on her belly and scoots herself with her elbows:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6907147449645991324?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6907147449645991324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-know-i-am-forgetting-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6907147449645991324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6907147449645991324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-know-i-am-forgetting-something.html' title='i know i am forgetting something...'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2623860533187291034</id><published>2011-11-23T11:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T11:18:57.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>big bottoms and cute punch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNlQJgiMnI4/Ts0av8f-FPI/AAAAAAAADis/1PywDMDrtcE/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678224116180456690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNlQJgiMnI4/Ts0av8f-FPI/AAAAAAAADis/1PywDMDrtcE/s400/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this morning i was getting dressed and ella kate said to me, "momma you kinda look like one of my barbie dolls... but your bottom is a little TOO BIG!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VLwWW5b4B4/Ts0aksynfBI/AAAAAAAADig/D_b5C1kfKQE/s1600/2011-11-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678223922985139218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VLwWW5b4B4/Ts0aksynfBI/AAAAAAAADig/D_b5C1kfKQE/s400/2011-11-19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sadly, miney moe has inherited my big bottom... and, her chubby hiney never wants to stay inside her clothes:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the other day, miley told me that her cup was empty and she was "berry, berry firsty!!" (very thirsty) i asked her what she wanted to drink and her reply was, "umm... i fink i want cute punch!" (fruit punch, cute punch.. they're all the same, right???)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678223901114945170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sjZ75SiWA2Y/Ts0ajbUWzpI/AAAAAAAADiU/7mnQT3QpV20/s400/2011-11-151.jpg" /&gt; And.. just because i am obsessed with christmas pics... i will leave you with these...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678223894779507762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nz2hxIWFZug/Ts0ajDt3tDI/AAAAAAAADiI/XihuOsaM1lc/s400/006.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2623860533187291034?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2623860533187291034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-bottoms-and-cute-punch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2623860533187291034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2623860533187291034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-bottoms-and-cute-punch.html' title='big bottoms and cute punch!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNlQJgiMnI4/Ts0av8f-FPI/AAAAAAAADis/1PywDMDrtcE/s72-c/081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-5940040745651740657</id><published>2011-11-21T10:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:12:21.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adalyn is 8 months old!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adalyn, you are 8 months old!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5ViID4mwVE/Tsp0nAxAzKI/AAAAAAAADh8/4EUT2sqskTY/s1600/1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677478493823224994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5ViID4mwVE/Tsp0nAxAzKI/AAAAAAAADh8/4EUT2sqskTY/s400/1032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677478483837323906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CRZnR-beXC8/Tsp0mbkMCoI/AAAAAAAADhw/N3Xi0jaBRSE/s400/1042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you are still just as happy and content as can be! you FINALLY started sitting by yourself and you have a few tricks:) whenever we say "yay!!" or "good girl!!" you start clapping your cute, chubby hands! whenever we say "bye-bye" your start flapping your arms like a bird... i am sure you will be waving in no time:) you still say da-da and ma-ma and you LOVE to blow raspberries... especially with a mouth full of food`:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677478472921190994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l0Q4T1oPFbc/Tsp0ly5lElI/AAAAAAAADhk/8rVEeWwXmLc/s400/1044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677478470808729410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F_aJWFR3LI4/Tsp0lrB7d0I/AAAAAAAADhY/aot1RWiamRs/s400/1049.JPG" /&gt;you are quite the chunk weighing about 20lbs(which i LOVE), and you love to eat! you are now on formula and have adjusted perfectly! (thank you JESUS!) you love some baby food but will really eat anything! you have had mashed potatoes, chicken pie, potato soup, grits, oatmeal, cheerios, applesauce, yogurt, and you recently fell in LOVE with clementine oranges:) you are still a happy sleeper, taking 2 good naps a day and sleeping a solid 13 hours at night!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xe5K4d2g40/Tspz7I6n0yI/AAAAAAAADhM/h216ozx4IIk/s1600/1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677477729300539922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--f0DNyXoAQI/Tspz6gsmahI/AAAAAAAADhA/dAMU3c8rU3A/s400/1055.JPG" /&gt;ella kate still believes that you will have brown eyes like her:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677477740096770850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xe5K4d2g40/Tspz7I6n0yI/AAAAAAAADhM/h216ozx4IIk/s400/1050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677477728043969458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV9wbrjOn9M/Tspz6cBAq7I/AAAAAAAADg0/_Cv82cWgYDU/s400/1024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;surprisingly enough, you love miley!! she is the first to hurt you and be too rough, but she can get the BIGGEST, belly laugh out of you!! you think she is hilarious!! ella kate and josiah try and try to make you laugh that hard, but they can't:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677477113007828914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IMoCNYA6otA/TspzWo0977I/AAAAAAAADgo/ZEguRnP2HF8/s400/1016.JPG" /&gt;but miney moe needs to remember to be gentle or you will surely toss your cookies:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYSnzcVidus/TspzWhE5_lI/AAAAAAAADgY/bbWlaBResgM/s1600/1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677477110927195730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYSnzcVidus/TspzWhE5_lI/AAAAAAAADgY/bbWlaBResgM/s400/1018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you still love getting some lovin' from jos, although you have an infatuation with grabbing his face!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677477110145051042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUkoK8whIng/TspzWeKbaaI/AAAAAAAADgQ/3zSGBk7bez8/s400/1020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677476677180873810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aj5N40a_6dI/Tspy9RPuXFI/AAAAAAAADgA/ksfIllRsapc/s400/adalyn.jpg" /&gt;this is poor quality but i took this with my phone this morning... this is your new happy place:) left hand fingers in your mouth, and twirling your hair with your right fingers:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-5940040745651740657?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/5940040745651740657/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6371555191007456367</id><published>2011-11-08T14:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T14:48:49.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>barbie overload!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my girls are obsessed with barbies. i really can't blame their infatuation, though. i remember laying in bed with my sister when were probably 12 and 14 and STILL playing barbie:) my girls crack me up though, because they will decide which barbies that they like depending on what shoes she has on! the higher the heel or funkier the shoe, the better:) they also like to "be" barbie, raquel and ken. i can hear my big 3 downstairs totally reenacting a scene from one of the movies! ha! just last night miley was in the tub with 2 plastic spoons and one of the spoons said to the other, "can you believe ken broke up with me!?!?" oh my.. she doesn't even know what she is talking about!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6371555191007456367?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6371555191007456367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/11/barbie-overload.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6371555191007456367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6371555191007456367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/11/barbie-overload.html' title='barbie overload!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-1630317817613047250</id><published>2011-11-04T14:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T15:12:35.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>here, there and everywhere...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy halloween!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twDnstVpwis/TrQz6PqwyJI/AAAAAAAADew/JxCSwKIb6o4/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671214906497616018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twDnstVpwis/TrQz6PqwyJI/AAAAAAAADew/JxCSwKIb6o4/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671214884878613826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjaCrSecjLk/TrQz4_IY_UI/AAAAAAAADek/zhgfKSAKQvE/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671214878673461234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_GOgIdPWdA/TrQz4oA93_I/AAAAAAAADeY/eIefAZBs2dA/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671214854870184146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Saojz_HSMbU/TrQz3PV0sNI/AAAAAAAADeQ/bL5XVvKHmzQ/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;but of course, you know no day at the davis house is complete without a little drama:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbKEP-gU8mU/TrQz21Ry7MI/AAAAAAAADeA/qFBrTpWHwOU/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671214847873969346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbKEP-gU8mU/TrQz21Ry7MI/AAAAAAAADeA/qFBrTpWHwOU/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love these kiddos... 5,4,3 and 7 months! where is the time going?!?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DPwK4v004iM/TrQzXV-xmKI/AAAAAAAADdw/5a0CTLcczWU/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671214306896746658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DPwK4v004iM/TrQzXV-xmKI/AAAAAAAADdw/5a0CTLcczWU/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5I9L_qlBgJE/TrQzWY6hztI/AAAAAAAADdk/AHu7RKmI6wY/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671214290504371922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5I9L_qlBgJE/TrQzWY6hztI/AAAAAAAADdk/AHu7RKmI6wY/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they LOVE their baby:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv0FZSnifRw/TrQzVVrv3LI/AAAAAAAADdY/pV4vwlT9UGU/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671214272457202866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv0FZSnifRw/TrQzVVrv3LI/AAAAAAAADdY/pV4vwlT9UGU/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671214261084209762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2z7MnsXdjJM/TrQzUrUNwmI/AAAAAAAADdM/OWH8J-9rExw/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my girls also love to wear mimi's glasses:) but they always confuse miley.. she runs into walls and counters the whole time she wears them! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DegUGmJe42w/TrQzUQYUJNI/AAAAAAAADdA/S8cXSIPbX4Q/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671214253853648082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DegUGmJe42w/TrQzUQYUJNI/AAAAAAAADdA/S8cXSIPbX4Q/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adalyn and daddy's new trick:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O8DOiGfYSIM/TrQysXjgizI/AAAAAAAADc0/bRrM8vVFg9g/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671213568584878898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O8DOiGfYSIM/TrQysXjgizI/AAAAAAAADc0/bRrM8vVFg9g/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and without further adieu... guess what we have already put up at our house??&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XFR_Z8Oc_BY/TrQyp1O5p_I/AAAAAAAADco/MBp9yBDa_SI/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671213525011900402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XFR_Z8Oc_BY/TrQyp1O5p_I/AAAAAAAADco/MBp9yBDa_SI/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;maybe miley's decorating skills can give you a hint... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-af82uor_7tU/TrQypDQZRlI/AAAAAAAADcc/sQ2UxdapIEE/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671213511596394066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-af82uor_7tU/TrQypDQZRlI/AAAAAAAADcc/sQ2UxdapIEE/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ta-da!! we have put up our christmas tree!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YefLXhql_M/TrQyomq7hKI/AAAAAAAADcQ/oN1pa2uloTo/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671213503923061922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YefLXhql_M/TrQyomq7hKI/AAAAAAAADcQ/oN1pa2uloTo/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and seeing as though i am married to buddy the elf and have given birth to 4 little elflings.... we decided to make christmas cookies the other night:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671213498247648674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGlwF9yBEKs/TrQyoRhzlaI/AAAAAAAADcE/uF2uzs4jNKs/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671211581546925026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MyhSzlN253I/TrQw4tQvi-I/AAAAAAAADbg/GILZ944j4a4/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;i have no idea how my precious baby got flour on her face but i am sure it had something to do with her 3 yr old big sister:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671211595604476274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJa8de7fMF8/TrQw5hoUwXI/AAAAAAAADbs/GcKsHPtzJwU/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671211556203748882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a1l5tdNlsfU/TrQw3O2dXhI/AAAAAAAADbI/6hSNgtddM88/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;got sprinkles???&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671211569125425058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZG-bJ9vwmZg/TrQw3-_Of6I/AAAAAAAADbU/W2Jyh0T72A8/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671211550480745746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OU-KaN5OjCE/TrQw25h_RRI/AAAAAAAADa8/dqEBWbqzX6U/s400/016.JPG" /&gt; *we got a toys r us christmas catalog in the mail the other day and my kids love to circle all of the things that they like. josiah and ella kate were looking at in one afternoon and josiah pointed to a big race track thing and said, "ooohhhh!! i wike dis!!!" (i like this) ella kate whispered softly to him, "josiah, that is too ess-pensive! we don't have a lot of money, so we just need to circle all of the little things we want!" ha! where did she get this?? i mean.. we DON'T have a lot of money, but i never said they couldn't circle the big things:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*on another (less sweet) note... we were all in the car taking josiah to preschool. he likes to peek inside his lunchbox in the mornings and get a glimpse of what he has to look forward to for lunch. this particular morning i had written him a little note on his napkin that said, 'i love you buddy, love mom!' well, jos found it and pulled it out to read. he started sounding it out and was saying, "i wuv you buh- buh-buh......"ella kate interrupted him and said, "'siah, it says, 'i love you blockhead, love mom'.... now put it up!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-1630317817613047250?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/1630317817613047250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/11/here-there-and-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1630317817613047250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1630317817613047250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/11/here-there-and-everywhere.html' title='here, there and everywhere...'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twDnstVpwis/TrQz6PqwyJI/AAAAAAAADew/JxCSwKIb6o4/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6598396563205311424</id><published>2011-10-25T14:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:57:40.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>an ella kate never forgets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;while checking out at the grocery store, ella kate spotted casey anthony on the cover of one of the magazines. she hollers out, "hey! that's the girl we always saw on tv at the beach house!!" ha! back in may, when casey anthony's trial was televised, my sister erin was obsessed with watching it! since we shared a condo at fripp island with the lairseys, that meant that we ALL watched the trial that week and ella kate remembers seeing her on tv.... even after 5 months! crazy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6598396563205311424?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6598396563205311424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/ella-kate-never-forgets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6598396563205311424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6598396563205311424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/ella-kate-never-forgets.html' title='an ella kate never forgets!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-9050015169283346150</id><published>2011-10-24T14:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:28:14.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>like mother- like daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella kate was playing with adalyn this morning, and adalyn was steady talkin', throwing in a few "da-das" and "ma-mas" in between her other baby talk. ella kate said (so sweetly), "momma, everytime adalyn says da-da, my heart breaks a little, cause i feel like she is growing up so fast!" how sweet:) i feel the exact same way!! it seems like only yesterday my big 5 year old was the chunky 7 month old saying da-da:( time PLEASE slow down!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1DgryGYal8/TqWtJaIbVkI/AAAAAAAADYg/WW74hb56anc/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667126083260732994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1DgryGYal8/TqWtJaIbVkI/AAAAAAAADYg/WW74hb56anc/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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daughter'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1DgryGYal8/TqWtJaIbVkI/AAAAAAAADYg/WW74hb56anc/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4302253359801697732</id><published>2011-10-22T21:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T22:06:56.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fun at the fair:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;nana nan took the cousins to the fair this weekend and ella kate and josiah had a BLAST! i was surprised at how brave they were:) miley was a little timid and the only thing that she rode was the stroller! ha! here are a few cute pics...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xO5AYjI9Ktc/TqN1U2RxF8I/AAAAAAAADYY/a2rADFkSXa4/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666501757190084546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xO5AYjI9Ktc/TqN1U2RxF8I/AAAAAAAADYY/a2rADFkSXa4/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666501752217097122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MW23dg6pKoQ/TqN1UjwHU6I/AAAAAAAADX8/5eo5-zK00RE/s400/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666501758628403890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VI4Spt7iyNM/TqN1U7osGrI/AAAAAAAADYE/HSPJTeLiOHY/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666501737908446834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4fH6NOi5Ujo/TqN1TucqpnI/AAAAAAAADX0/J83reRsPFRA/s400/071.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666501733443336098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6k1FJJE7MVI/TqN1Td0Gd6I/AAAAAAAADXk/TonPwfygIWs/s400/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666498931451409042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Wci0rpwhU8/TqNywXlKspI/AAAAAAAADWc/p82NWnVfJBY/s400/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666498896706995426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0KqBdXan2Dc/TqNyuWJdBOI/AAAAAAAADV8/K7y74UPRKTw/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666498914096839698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-go142mhTexY/TqNyvW7g_BI/AAAAAAAADWU/bK9j8e_vllg/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666498895008898882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UstJ0y9mhTU/TqNyuP0mH0I/AAAAAAAADVs/Gkz2MUj795E/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666498912922009682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7ngdh1DQDY/TqNyvSjagFI/AAAAAAAADWE/T4sFzzEUi5E/s400/038.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4302253359801697732?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4302253359801697732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/fun-at-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4302253359801697732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4302253359801697732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/fun-at-fair.html' title='fun at the fair:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xO5AYjI9Ktc/TqN1U2RxF8I/AAAAAAAADYY/a2rADFkSXa4/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-3603027597381263025</id><published>2011-10-20T21:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T22:28:06.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my cute little nerd:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;josiah "woke" up from his nap one day and brought me this...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665760781712038674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_XLOITphuw/TqDTaZhJGxI/AAAAAAAADVg/Go9Fe6LR8sw/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;he likes to copy/memorize words from books that he has in his room. he thinks it is so fun:) and the cool thing is, is that he can point and tell me what each one of those words say. he loves to sound out words and then memorizes them for future reference:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665759541916763458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3giGoAnHlHI/TqDSSO66hUI/AAAAAAAADVE/JJJEch7I-PY/s400/034.JPG" /&gt; after his nap today, he walked up to my bedroom where i was changing adalyn's diaper and said, "hey momma, i can spell jewwyfish! ... j-e-l-l-y-f-i-s-h!" he LOVES this kind of stuff! it makes us so proud:) his teacher told us that one day at preschool this week, the class played number bingo and josiah was EXTREMELY giggly and giddy! almost foaming at the mouth... he was so excited! ha:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella kate wanted me to take a picture of her new fingernails that nana nan got her this week.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665759531449205250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EldNDZzuoAY/TqDSRn7QQgI/AAAAAAAADU4/2m04gYLeyoc/s400/025.JPG" /&gt; we have since found random fingernails throughout the house. one in the fridge, in the bathtub, in miley's pancake, in adalyn's hair... you know, the usual:) also.. while getting out of the car one day while it was super breezy, ella kate said to me, "momma, do you feel that?? it feels like christmas cheer!!!" :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665759520039424578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zQ6nwZHyPF0/TqDSQ9a80kI/AAAAAAAADUs/VhuL0WoGbWg/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmmPhaxQUjQ/TqDSQivldEI/AAAAAAAADUg/XF4caF29BUQ/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665759512878216258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmmPhaxQUjQ/TqDSQivldEI/AAAAAAAADUg/XF4caF29BUQ/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; adalyn is already 7 months old!! she is the sweetest, chunkiest, best little thing ever!! we all adore her to pieces. we get comments all of the time about her happy and laid back demeanor. she is such a blessing!! she weighs a whopping 18 lbs and started taking some formula last week. she loves to laugh at her siblings and give kisses to daddy. she definitely loves her momma and gets lots of cuddles. she is so close to sitting unassisted, but her big squishy belly just can't seem to hold her up:) i don't think she is close to crawling yet, either. she will occasionally roll around if she wants something, but usually she is content just laying there:) no teeth yet, but she is loving baby food and doesn't miss too many meals:) she sleeps a solid 13 hours at night and takes two 2 hour naps during the day. adalyn grace, you are a pure delight!! we are so thankful for your precious life:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on a side note... i put a baby einstein on for her this week to see if she would like it. miley walked by the tv and said, "dude.... i'm not watching that!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-3603027597381263025?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/3603027597381263025/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_XLOITphuw/TqDTaZhJGxI/AAAAAAAADVg/Go9Fe6LR8sw/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6787030306032255521</id><published>2011-10-13T14:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T15:21:30.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just a few things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't have any pictures to post, but i do want to remember some cute moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*when bill took the girls to see the disney princesses the other night, i asked josiah, "hey buddy. it's just you and me! (and adalyn, but she doesn't count) what do you want to do tonight? we can do anything!!" his response, "ummm.... maybe we can spell some words!" seriously, kid? he ran down to his room and got his magnadoodle, then plopped next to me and started spelling and sounding out every word he could think of:) smarty pants!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*the next day at the supper table, he counted from 1 all of the way to 100!! y'all he just turned 4 in august?? is this normal???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*josiah is also into the weather. my personal favorite is when he looks out the window in the morning and says,"mom, it looks like it will be parts of cloudy today!" (partly cloudy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*speaking of weather... while in the car this morning, the kids were looking at all of the rain clouds in the sky. at one point, you could see blue sky peeking through the clouds and they got very excited! (i think everyone at the davis house is tired of the rain.) the clouds were spreading more and the blue sky was getting bigger and brighter. then we turned down a road and the sky got dark and gloomy again. ella kate shouted from the backseat, "hey!! did jesus change his mind?? or was that nonny doing that to us??" i asked her what she was talking about, then she replied, "i mean, is jesus making it rain or is nonny up there with him playing a joke on us? i thought it was gonna be sunny!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*lately, ella kate has been talking a lot about nonny and heaven. she wants to know if nonny is older than jesus and if jesus is a cute little baby or a big "daddy". she also thinks it is TOTALLY awesome that nonny gets to hang out with noah and mary and joseph:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*this was a while ago, but i never wrote it down. while in the drive thru at starbucks one day, ella kate asked me, "why does that starbucks girl have pig hands?" i didn't have a clue what she was talking about until she pointed at their mermaid logo girl... then i immediately laughed!:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663054156312067474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Th9BK3c2-FQ/Tpc1wELHvZI/AAAAAAAADUU/Z4g1IlJlj7A/s400/starbucks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*i should save this for another "redneck" post but since i don't have a picture of it, i'll just go ahead and share.... you might be a redneck if you have had a pair of panties (that are miley's) laying in your front yard for over a week. i am not quite sure why she took them off, or why they are even there, or why they are STILL there (even as i type this). my original excuse was that it was raining and wet and muddy when i first noticed them. but then my excuse turned into that my hands were always too full to go out and take the extra 4 steps to get them. my kids have even played outside and none of them volunteered to grab them, so if you drive by my house and see some lime green polka dot panties laying in the grass by our tree swing, just know that i WILL pick them up soon! (and give them a good cleaning! i am sure that they are all muddy and full of critters by now!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*the other night we were running late on supper, bath times, teeth brushings.. everything! everyone was sick (including adalyn who had rsv) and it was just a crazy night. i was putting the baby to bed and bill kissed the older 3 and rushed them into their beds. miley got a pouty face and said, "but daddy, we didn't do our botion yet!" (devotion) the kids really enjoy reading a bible story/devotion every night followed by a sweet prayer time. we have to remember what is really important and try our best to slow down... even if they go to bed a little later than usual:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6787030306032255521?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6787030306032255521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-few-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6787030306032255521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6787030306032255521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-few-things.html' title='just a few things...'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Th9BK3c2-FQ/Tpc1wELHvZI/AAAAAAAADUU/Z4g1IlJlj7A/s72-c/starbucks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4559543777908941113</id><published>2011-10-08T21:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:10:13.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>photos, photos and more photos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;last sunday afternoon, we went to the park behind our house to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661305439391527170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVwBvdiMlhc/TpD_TV_rMQI/AAAAAAAADUM/emk_Log_KnI/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661305434651826722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5DWkwRQGWEM/TpD_TEVpGiI/AAAAAAAADUE/tlDA1XV2wWk/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661305426245938994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-gwKrpGI30/TpD_SlBhbzI/AAAAAAAADT0/NJTHtNDhQlc/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661305431635561938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NdKs9ChbBc/TpD_S5GgjdI/AAAAAAAADT8/3aBennLJvNs/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661305421497378754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MHWt9D64gfE/TpD_STVYJ8I/AAAAAAAADTs/HEAIyBeaVOU/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;josiah and miley had THE MOST fun together with the wagon:) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661304486944873954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7S-4G0mArZM/TpD-b52sneI/AAAAAAAADTk/DL8GaSq9w4Q/s400/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661304480137586530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-agk8XBP_z8k/TpD-bgftp2I/AAAAAAAADTc/J7VSFKNFEUM/s400/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661304476972479762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3AF-mGnCDyI/TpD-bUtF9RI/AAAAAAAADTU/lA1jZ_vP3zA/s400/056.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661304474003261138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBYzY7f7M8c/TpD-bJpLRtI/AAAAAAAADTM/cj8grpcY_Hk/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661303703299208098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OmhZxSXJiGE/TpD9uSjAs6I/AAAAAAAADS8/hw2L44n3-hk/s400/064.JPG" /&gt;my cute little helper was catching everything that adalyn was throwing out of the wagon:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661304469522544354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XWV_ZrWgUqg/TpD-a4849uI/AAAAAAAADTE/APP4Ifwk4OY/s400/062.JPG" /&gt;and just because i think my kids are kinda cute... here are some more pics...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661303701403723554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFCk-_YAvqo/TpD9uLfF5yI/AAAAAAAADS0/k1alQe_5wnU/s400/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661303692476674450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fehu4ejNORw/TpD9tqOt8ZI/AAAAAAAADSc/i7Efg9hMCwk/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661303691518916706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iDDG81clF7A/TpD9tmqXuGI/AAAAAAAADSk/uEWKxYc4eXQ/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661303696934993874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wuWJQG-kf8o/TpD9t61qf9I/AAAAAAAADSs/rbc2HuTYo1Q/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661303077566664002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b1fCp-BRyqc/TpD9J3gvzUI/AAAAAAAADSU/sURGtBihvQ8/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;what can i say? the girl LOVES her some peanut brittle:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661303075191621906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7SGpSR5ehJU/TpD9JuqfiRI/AAAAAAAADSM/fIfJYppndjs/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;jump jos, jump!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661303067119407506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_dtwcbD7p4/TpD9JQl7UZI/AAAAAAAADSE/yR2OxweT1eg/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;and our family fun night wouldn't be complete without a davis dance off...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661303063519959298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAN0r9oZLUc/TpD9JDLwGQI/AAAAAAAADR8/_wQo99u98Yg/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661303062231010802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p34H5K2FqPo/TpD9I-YcTfI/AAAAAAAADR0/VZD-XoC0NRM/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4559543777908941113?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4559543777908941113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/photos-photos-and-more-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4559543777908941113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4559543777908941113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/photos-photos-and-more-photos.html' title='photos, photos and more photos...'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVwBvdiMlhc/TpD_TV_rMQI/AAAAAAAADUM/emk_Log_KnI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-5364796565423287655</id><published>2011-10-08T21:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:32:40.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>grumpy gus..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella kate and josiah often {lovingly} refer to miley as, "grumpy gus". you know... 2 wasn't exactly miley's best age. we saw many, MANY :grumpy gus" moments:) but we also saw some sweet, smiley, "miney moe" moments as well. like this one......&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UlAeCeuuxic/TpD04CtxMEI/AAAAAAAADRs/vyFRbzAm72U/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661293975243403330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UlAeCeuuxic/TpD04CtxMEI/AAAAAAAADRs/vyFRbzAm72U/s400/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this sweet face had just gotten upset about something and was just-a-cryin' and acting ugly. bill told her she needed to sit down on the front porch and when she was done crying, then she could get up. well, a few minutes went by with her sitting on the steps and crying. then out of nowhere i see this face walk up to me and say completely umprompted, "momma, i so sorry i be cried. you give me?" well, OF COURSE i forgive you, sweet girl! i am so thankful for these moments of when i can see the lord doing a work in my babies lives. that very night, ella kate prayed this: "dear lord, thank you for this great day and thank you that we have jesus in or hearts. and i pray for the mean people that don't have jesus in their hearts and i pray that you will just bless them.&lt;br /&gt;amen!" i love these kids.&lt;br /&gt;but oh yeah... back to "grumpy gus" :) she had her 3 year check up this week and had to get a shot and the flu mist. and let me tell you... miley was mad! she wasn't a fan of the flu mist in her nose, but the nurse was really fast and it was over pretty quick. she fussed for a second then we flipped her down to get her shot in her leg. as soon as the nurse pricked her, miley screamed, "AHHHH!!! YOU'RE SO MEAN!!!" she ripped the paper on the examining table and was just plain ticked off! the poor nurse put a band-aid on, but miley was having none of it, so i had to rip it right back off. looking back, it is so funny to me:) ek and jos are so super tender and sensitive that shots hurt their feelings and they end up walking with a limp the rest of the day:) but not miley!! she was not sad... she was as mad as a hornet!! when i got her calmed down, and walked everyone back to the car, miley said, "dat girl was not berry nice, a lot!!" (at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-5364796565423287655?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/5364796565423287655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/grumpy-gus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5364796565423287655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5364796565423287655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/grumpy-gus.html' title='grumpy gus..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UlAeCeuuxic/TpD04CtxMEI/AAAAAAAADRs/vyFRbzAm72U/s72-c/090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-961334963103631223</id><published>2011-10-07T13:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T13:56:47.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you might be a redneck..{part 2}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;... if your puppy chews up your extension cord and instead of throwing it away, your hubby decides to use it to teach the kids how to jump rope in the front yard! true story...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6o5dfbJHaEA/To87vs0ZvhI/AAAAAAAADRk/pwloOiQUhYM/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660808947298844178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6o5dfbJHaEA/To87vs0ZvhI/AAAAAAAADRk/pwloOiQUhYM/s400/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660808940167627042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IarxV8EUdvY/To87vSQMASI/AAAAAAAADRc/vnT_VaMqr4U/s400/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660808936823895906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VdPswMwcVnU/To87vFy-t2I/AAAAAAAADRU/3YhqnuIzgrI/s400/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660808931214892802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bh-1sMj9RFM/To87uw5sHwI/AAAAAAAADRM/4_snB6iNqkg/s400/086.JPG" /&gt; josiah and ella kate BOTH figured it out and were so proud! miley had a much harder time, but i am sure she will get the hang of it soon. afterall, her momma use to be an all-star on a jump rope team growing up... the "riverside ropers!" now, don't make me go all double dutch on you to prove myself... because i will:) ha!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660808922808525314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CVt8SUrVRIU/To87uRldIgI/AAAAAAAADRE/oiRMfIXa8XI/s400/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-961334963103631223?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/961334963103631223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-might-be-redneckpart-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/961334963103631223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/961334963103631223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-might-be-redneckpart-2.html' title='you might be a redneck..{part 2}'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6o5dfbJHaEA/To87vs0ZvhI/AAAAAAAADRk/pwloOiQUhYM/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-1147201048416662255</id><published>2011-10-06T18:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T18:37:15.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miley is 3!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;miney moe is three!! can y'all believe it?!? this sassy thing is growing like a weed! she is so full of life and spunk and definitely keeps us on our toes!! miley is so sweet and cuddly but will snap &lt;img class="gl_spell" border="0" alt="Check Spelling" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;and drop kick you in a skinny minute:) there is never a dull moment and we can't imagine life without her!! happy birthday, sweet girl!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660505394900596802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KO_UKBVN-7c/To4nqoA7eEI/AAAAAAAADQ8/KHfyt4NZarw/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660505389858873202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kYjm_xNaUUc/To4nqVO433I/AAAAAAAADQ0/v_9dQ9efJfU/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;billy d made colorful cupcakes for her preschool class on her birthday, so the night before, he let her try one:) below is mrs. lori, her preschool teacher. miley ADORES her!!! i am so thankful for sweet, caring adults who LOVE my kids:) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660505384372139730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-B_GyGnEhU/To4nqAyv9tI/AAAAAAAADQs/MvjEaf_Y76Q/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;as if she hadn't had enough cupcakes by now, here she is celebrating one last time:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70ktk0L4fMY/To4npyiYY6I/AAAAAAAADQk/v7yfdE3HAmw/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660505380545389474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70ktk0L4fMY/To4npyiYY6I/AAAAAAAADQk/v7yfdE3HAmw/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660504496790257026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0FEL2vPck4/To4m2WSvPYI/AAAAAAAADQc/cxIGXEGi2kU/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;she made LOTS of wishes:) maybe she wished for some extra sweetness or patience!?! nah... probably not:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660504493620803314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XX_TVNz0ato/To4m2KfFNvI/AAAAAAAADQU/YYqnmHXn50E/s400/031.JPG" /&gt; she woke up a couple of days before her actual birthday and said, "momma.... i can't believe i'm FREE!!!" (three) so cute... she was super excited to "be a big girl like l-kate". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we didn't have a big birthday party for her this year, because bill's friend gave him some tickets for 'disney's live- 3 classical fairytales' that is here in our area tonight. miley was beyond the moon to "go to disney world and get to see cinderella, snow white and belle". and ella kate was super excited to be able to tag along:) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_sD7NTERp4/To4m161iNEI/AAAAAAAADQM/8-Eapfh9ImI/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660504489420010562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_sD7NTERp4/To4m161iNEI/AAAAAAAADQM/8-Eapfh9ImI/s400/092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nana nan was originally going to go with bill and the girls, but ended up having surgery this week and was still in pain and feeling pretty uncomfortable. so then i wanted to go, but i have been sick and miserable the past two days, and ended up backing out, but mimi was glad to step up and go!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOxvRfEPvhk/To4m1mv2DMI/AAAAAAAADQE/ZrgFcph8o00/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660504484027436226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOxvRfEPvhk/To4m1mv2DMI/AAAAAAAADQE/ZrgFcph8o00/s400/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these girls have no idea how blessed they are with a daddy like bill! my heart is full:)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyRXoh8b7Dc/To4m1bUHd3I/AAAAAAAADP8/TYQt2v9DBn4/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660504480958347122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyRXoh8b7Dc/To4m1bUHd3I/AAAAAAAADP8/TYQt2v9DBn4/s400/104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-1147201048416662255?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/1147201048416662255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/miley-is-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1147201048416662255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1147201048416662255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/10/miley-is-3.html' title='Miley is 3!!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KO_UKBVN-7c/To4nqoA7eEI/AAAAAAAADQ8/KHfyt4NZarw/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2118211259679435756</id><published>2011-09-30T22:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:24:28.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>photo dump:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;are these not the cutest lil' legs??? not to mention the extra full diaper that is busting out of her outfit:)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-463kqu2vXPM/ToZ37mLGzwI/AAAAAAAADP0/L1FoM7T5Qis/s1600/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658341847580724994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-463kqu2vXPM/ToZ37mLGzwI/AAAAAAAADP0/L1FoM7T5Qis/s400/138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love this man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCQcbNimqVA/ToZ37Q2eNfI/AAAAAAAADPs/0np4qrYkxGg/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658341841857033714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCQcbNimqVA/ToZ37Q2eNfI/AAAAAAAADPs/0np4qrYkxGg/s400/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love this baby, too..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658341845081163090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz1QJI1AE6I/ToZ37c3KhVI/AAAAAAAADPk/lSpeIhnxAxo/s400/115.JPG" /&gt;i think we might need a bigger swing:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658341544785956146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HrbpIjdVBtU/ToZ3p-LNTTI/AAAAAAAADPc/-Xa-EExfz10/s400/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658341538934303314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRUXU7C1jQQ/ToZ3poYEKlI/AAAAAAAADPU/Pv0gif74tuM/s400/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658341533038398578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXqHQFgKQNA/ToZ3pSaXzHI/AAAAAAAADPM/2g_NYkVOQls/s400/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658341527306775714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb31dRH9HvI/ToZ3o9D2LKI/AAAAAAAADO8/Vi-S0Gom17k/s400/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxQNkM30Jiw/ToZ3pEaXkQI/AAAAAAAADPE/56iPtYhrwQw/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658341529280286978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxQNkM30Jiw/ToZ3pEaXkQI/AAAAAAAADPE/56iPtYhrwQw/s400/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; josiah made him some antlers:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1j996YZj8AA/ToZ3E0yensI/AAAAAAAADO0/CkJZOT4kC_o/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658340906611154626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1j996YZj8AA/ToZ3E0yensI/AAAAAAAADO0/CkJZOT4kC_o/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658340907111880466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N4GTRYtdJas/ToZ3E2p3FxI/AAAAAAAADOs/pRv5tNiH1XU/s400/043.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IusItNsBekg/ToZ3EZqX5JI/AAAAAAAADOc/2Q4xtrndcDA/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658340899329402002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IusItNsBekg/ToZ3EZqX5JI/AAAAAAAADOc/2Q4xtrndcDA/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; notice my sweet ella kate's fashionable socks and gold shoes?? they seem to match perfectly with her '2 sizes too small' dress:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_u69CNY57o/ToZ3EGMmzkI/AAAAAAAADOU/kAkDqFMDaWA/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658340894104276546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_u69CNY57o/ToZ3EGMmzkI/AAAAAAAADOU/kAkDqFMDaWA/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658340253704998866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LNAgwzUsGBA/ToZ2e0hhT9I/AAAAAAAADOE/tGh2GOyuHYE/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658340249174151234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--gG-mAZyJAc/ToZ2ejpSEEI/AAAAAAAADN8/p6UneQb0kCI/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6t-rN8pBn-M/ToZ2fPfry8I/AAAAAAAADOM/YsUNOTAn26c/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658340260945054658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6t-rN8pBn-M/ToZ2fPfry8I/AAAAAAAADOM/YsUNOTAn26c/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658340245455027794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LAezvHhEAs/ToZ2eVykvlI/AAAAAAAADN0/sI-XY0OuKJM/s400/009.JPG" /&gt; we love pushing our younger siblings in the stroller:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658340240420708354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGfYxXtkxQY/ToZ2eDCTIAI/AAAAAAAADNs/Pn0utPuZH2Y/s400/2011-09-30.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2118211259679435756?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2118211259679435756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-dump.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2118211259679435756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2118211259679435756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-dump.html' title='photo dump:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-463kqu2vXPM/ToZ37mLGzwI/AAAAAAAADP0/L1FoM7T5Qis/s72-c/138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-7936202622369824107</id><published>2011-09-15T22:21:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T21:05:20.715-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet jos and some other random bits..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;for our nana nan's birthday, we all went and ate at s&amp;amp;s cafeteria. it was apparently kids night and there was a clown doing face painting. as soon as my girls got a glimpse of the clown, they went BONKERS and screamed bloody murder. however, our brave josiah was super excited to become spiderman!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uPaEYpBZZ4/ToPAhac5kbI/AAAAAAAADNk/OgjGE7ZU0rs/s1600/spiderman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657577237176226226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uPaEYpBZZ4/ToPAhac5kbI/AAAAAAAADNk/OgjGE7ZU0rs/s400/spiderman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look at this handsome fella:) he got this mustache from the quarter machine at publix for being a sweet boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vLvkVLz4cRY/ToO--PXbMtI/AAAAAAAADNc/SZWu0Vp7lZA/s1600/mustache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657575533393425106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vLvkVLz4cRY/ToO--PXbMtI/AAAAAAAADNc/SZWu0Vp7lZA/s400/mustache.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; his pre-k teacher, mrs. tk, sent me this picture of him on the playground and i LOVE it.. and him:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657575528696282290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQunaZvbaHs/ToO-993ifLI/AAAAAAAADNM/7E5cV44ysX4/s400/joscute.jpg" /&gt;this was on my phone from a while ago, but here are ek and jos comforting each other during the "fire" at the japanese restaurant. sweet, sweet...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657575523222978114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjh1bwjkb9w/ToO-9pemfkI/AAAAAAAADNE/f2Ym6I7d1v4/s400/japanese.jpg" /&gt;bill and jos went "hunting" the other weekend. they were wanting to shoot turtles (how mean is that??) jos came home ALL excited that he got to shoot a gun AND get his very own red powerade:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657575524073851186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mGU1LFlEts/ToO-9spdyTI/AAAAAAAADM8/czAkRLLRIT4/s400/hunting.jpg" /&gt;off the subject here, but ella kate made me a coupon the other day for milk:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V_rIdZCgyds/ToO-9yE2WSI/AAAAAAAADNU/q-Jjy_nhZUo/s1600/milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657575525530884386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V_rIdZCgyds/ToO-9yE2WSI/AAAAAAAADNU/q-Jjy_nhZUo/s400/milk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i wish i uploaded a pic of this, but jos did a little project about his hands at school. they traced both hands and then said what their hands could do. for instance, they can drive a car, build blocks, make a sandwich.. you get the picture?? well, i wanted to cry when i saw my sweet jos' picture that said, "my hands can hold babies!" could he be any sweeter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after he kissed adalyn for the upteenth time, he said "our baby is the BEST baby ever! can we have 10 more babies??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;while at walmart the other night, miley had to poop. so i take her to the restroom and after 10 minutes of her just sitting there, i said, "hurry up, baby!! we got to go!!" she cracked me up when she responded with, "uhhh mom, don't freak out!!" then she proceeded to trip over her own feet and ended up falling on her bare bottom on the nasty walmart bathroom floor. eww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were needing to leave the house one afternoon so i asked ella kate if she was ready to go. with a BIG sigh and LOTS of sass, she replied "i'm as ready as i'll ever be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nap time at the davis house and i was calling all of the kids to go potty and get in their beds. jos was (of course) kissing and loving all over adalyn. when i told him he needed to go take a nap, he asked, "can i kiss her a wittle while wonger?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-7936202622369824107?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/7936202622369824107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/sweet-jos-and-some-other-random-bits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7936202622369824107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7936202622369824107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/sweet-jos-and-some-other-random-bits.html' title='sweet jos and some other random bits..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uPaEYpBZZ4/ToPAhac5kbI/AAAAAAAADNk/OgjGE7ZU0rs/s72-c/spiderman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6352382123438415057</id><published>2011-09-08T14:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T15:05:22.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to keep my eyes on her!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;((oh my sweet, sweet ella kate!! where have i gone wrong?!?))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this afternoon, ella kate, adalyn and i met with my friend cynthia for lunch. we had some coupons for some free pizza and were in need of some chit chat! (by the way, we had 2 small cheese pizza's, 2 soft drinks, a water and 2 ranch dipping sauces and only paid $1.07!!! AND we had leftovers! i love me a good deal!!) anyhoo... while we were there, cynthia had given ella kate some purses that her girls don't use anymore. ella kate was thrilled and was playing with them while cynthia and i were catching up. well, right after we ate, we went to pick up josiah and miley from preschool and she was so excited to show them her new purses. she showed jos a purse in the backseat. "that's cool, l-kate! what's inside??" he said. ella kate opens the purse up and says, "well, i gotta straw, a napkin, some knives and forks and some rocks!!" i turn around to see that she has ACTUAL silverware from the restaurant and decorative pebbles that were on the patio that she stuffed into her purse!! what in the world??? looks like we will be making another trip to mellow mushroom tonight to return these items to their rightful owner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6352382123438415057?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6352382123438415057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-need-to-keep-my-eyes-on-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6352382123438415057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6352382123438415057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-need-to-keep-my-eyes-on-her.html' title='i need to keep my eyes on her!!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-3640260300337457091</id><published>2011-09-08T14:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T14:54:59.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>blue skies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at this!! isn't it just beautiful?? this is mine and yaya's favorite color blue sky! it makes me so happy!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNDQQ_jhX9g/TmkL9JInKAI/AAAAAAAADMk/-h9scq0sNaE/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650060352564963330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNDQQ_jhX9g/TmkL9JInKAI/AAAAAAAADMk/-h9scq0sNaE/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i wish it made this hot mess happy... but "her was habbin' a hard day!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650060353302857682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GF_l7HOFRoU/TmkL9L4ih9I/AAAAAAAADMc/rFQu6dBZQU0/s400/019.JPG" /&gt; this cooler weather has given me "fall fever!!" i can hardly stand it!! we have been outside running and jumping all day, everyday! we have even eaten lunch/supper outside!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650062541369304290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGf630EErc4/TmkN8jEO5OI/AAAAAAAADMs/DfKJ_brV334/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650060340516693714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lsRSE0JoKKg/TmkL8cQFJtI/AAAAAAAADMU/NyHlBdrmkJM/s400/026.JPG" /&gt; while josiah was at preschool one morning, the girls and i headed outside for some fun! they loved jumping high like "super girl!" &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hsn3zcKnXw/TmkL79k0ZxI/AAAAAAAADME/JQA-Ci2Cexk/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650060332282177298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hsn3zcKnXw/TmkL79k0ZxI/AAAAAAAADME/JQA-Ci2Cexk/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650059661917822274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_puCAW3uTo8/TmkLU8RgHUI/AAAAAAAADLs/oljs-wqim6I/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GXTNzdqdDJ8/TmkLVsobp0I/AAAAAAAADL8/Ujon2U8rXIU/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650059674898900802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GXTNzdqdDJ8/TmkLVsobp0I/AAAAAAAADL8/Ujon2U8rXIU/s400/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7uvDkGSU6Aw/TmkLVNtf2bI/AAAAAAAADL0/FAbT2fMPYXY/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650059666598648242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7uvDkGSU6Aw/TmkLVNtf2bI/AAAAAAAADL0/FAbT2fMPYXY/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they also LOVE playing "angel". i am sure it has a proper name, but that is what they call the game where they fly in the air on my feet:) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650058854562490130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LbHVWnYApfs/TmkKl8o_ZxI/AAAAAAAADLU/gmspwI0bVFk/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OYWDbtgxAJc/TmkLUvYJ8fI/AAAAAAAADLk/_wB3n6hmbTg/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650059658456068594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OYWDbtgxAJc/TmkLUvYJ8fI/AAAAAAAADLk/_wB3n6hmbTg/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't want josiah to feel left out, so i made sure i got some pics of him when we picked him up:)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8u6hPI1IMQ/TmkLUeEItiI/AAAAAAAADLc/FN9lnN-Wpzs/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650059653808698914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8u6hPI1IMQ/TmkLUeEItiI/AAAAAAAADLc/FN9lnN-Wpzs/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TFguT5xMvOI/TmkKlgzd6NI/AAAAAAAADLM/3NR9f7yZCMQ/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650058847090239698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TFguT5xMvOI/TmkKlgzd6NI/AAAAAAAADLM/3NR9f7yZCMQ/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hO4HJkWOK0/TmkKlSFt0iI/AAAAAAAADLE/CYY75QIjh0I/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650058843140248098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hO4HJkWOK0/TmkKlSFt0iI/AAAAAAAADLE/CYY75QIjh0I/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;adalyn enjoyed playing "angel" too!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9s_TrTYHzo/TmkKlRqb8vI/AAAAAAAADK8/HPSuzfE10Rc/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650058843025830642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9s_TrTYHzo/TmkKlRqb8vI/AAAAAAAADK8/HPSuzfE10Rc/s400/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CE4SZchLYyI/TmkKkxiP1eI/AAAAAAAADK0/jA433sdMhsw/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650058834401547746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CE4SZchLYyI/TmkKkxiP1eI/AAAAAAAADK0/jA433sdMhsw/s400/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thank you jesus for this amazing weather!! we needed a break from the unbearable heat!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-3640260300337457091?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/3640260300337457091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/blue-skies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3640260300337457091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3640260300337457091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/blue-skies.html' title='blue skies!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNDQQ_jhX9g/TmkL9JInKAI/AAAAAAAADMk/-h9scq0sNaE/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4669035807205245523</id><published>2011-09-06T20:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T21:14:52.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>miley-isms:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqiGY0sCJZI/TmbFYrg-ihI/AAAAAAAADKs/i7dfkq900vA/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649419810371439122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqiGY0sCJZI/TmbFYrg-ihI/AAAAAAAADKs/i7dfkq900vA/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * at ella kate and josiah's birthday, (i STILL need to upload pics from that!) miley was watching them open their presents. after each one was opened she would sweetly say, "ohhh, dat's berry niiiiice!!" (the 'nice' was pronounced as southern as it gets!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* she woke up from her nap one afternoon and asked, "momma can i hab a "fro lup?" i was only half listening, and completely confused, so i asked her, "what? you need to throw up??" she replied, "no a FRO LUP!!!" ella kate walks by and without skipping a beat she said, "mom, she wants a fruit roll up."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*she was looking at her naked rear-end in the mirror today when she said, "momma, i got a big, BIG hiney, just like YOU!!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*tonight after their bath, bill was brushing miley's hair. these curly headed babies get a lot of tangles, so hair brushing isn't a favorite past time here at the davis house! anyway, while bill was brushing , miley said, "look daddy! i not crying!" bill replied, "i know! i am so proud of you! you are so tough!" she smiled and said, "i BERRY tough!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4669035807205245523?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4669035807205245523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/miley-isms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4669035807205245523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4669035807205245523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/miley-isms.html' title='miley-isms:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqiGY0sCJZI/TmbFYrg-ihI/AAAAAAAADKs/i7dfkq900vA/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-5334863160422248471</id><published>2011-09-04T20:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:11:31.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>silliness</title><content type='html'>the kids have been at it again, and i want to remember the things that they say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jos and ek went to the dentist for the first time last week. ( i know, i know.. i am probably the ONLY mom on the planet who had a 5 year old that had never seen a dentist before..) anyhoo... they did GREAT!! i was so proud of them! jos was completely confident and sat up in the chair all by himself, just a smilin' and showing off his cute dimple:) at one point, the dr (who was a male... and AMAZING by the way) said to jos, "hey! these teeth are perfect!! are you sure you didn't buy these from target?" josiah was a little confused and replied, "uhhh no ma'am. i fink dare mine!" (i think they are mine) cute boy! ella kate did great too, although she tends to need a little more assurance. at one point she cried, but it was so quick and she got over it really fast! they both left with great checkups and perfect smiles:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i have been reading a book about the 5 love languages of your children. my kids are so alike, yet completely different, so i think it is really important to figure out the best way to love and communicate with them individually. one night after supper, josiah was sitting in bill's lap eating a popsicle. i watched him and thought about asking him what made him happy. i was thinking that he would say something like, 'sitting in daddy's lap or momma reading a book to him, or going on dates with daddy' but instead when i asked him "what makes you happy, bud?" he replied, "mrs. tk!" (his teacher at preschool and ella kate's bff) then he said, "and it makes me WEALLY happy when mrs. tk wets me go to treasure box!!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we were on our way to our friend's baby's first bday party. ella kate was looking at kendall's invitation that had her picture on it. after staring at it for a while, she said, "kendall is so cute! i wish our baby was that cute!!" true story. kendall is a beautiful baby:) during that same car ride, ella kate saw that i wasn't wearing my swim suit and asked me why i wasn't going to swim at the party. i told her, "i can't swim today. i have adalyn and i will most likely be sitting in the shade with her." her response was, "well, can't you just call nana and ask her to keep her this afternoon so you can swim?" me: "well, i would ask her, but she has already watched adalyn twice this week so i could take y'all to the dentist and go see mrs. ashley's new baby. so i think nana might need a break." ek: "well, you really should call her! she wont mind! she LOVES our baby!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i was painting the girls' fingernails one afternoon. i told them to hold still and wait for the polish to dry. after a few seconds, miley said, "i'm so firsty for my fumb, momma! is it dry now?" she loves sucking that thumb!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*josiah is hungry. all. day. long. it drives me bonkers! he wakes up asking for bre-past, then the vicious cycle of meals/snacks begins:) while we were in the car, he asked me for a snack but i told him he would have to wait until we got home. his response, "i'm so hungry! i asked you a million times last year!" ??? don't have a clue where that came from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*miley (as usual) woke up on the wrong side of the bed today, so she was super grumpy and whiney. while i was bathing her and ella kate tonght, miley looked at me and said completely unprompted, "momma! i so sorry i was mean at ya today! i not ever do dat again. ok?" it was so sweet:) then ella kate told me while she was holding adalyn in the bathtub, "momma, when adalyn was born, i was like, oh my word! this is the cutest baby!! ...even if she does have a hairy hiney!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-5334863160422248471?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/5334863160422248471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/silliness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5334863160422248471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5334863160422248471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/09/silliness.html' title='silliness'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2796745146469623455</id><published>2011-08-31T15:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:24:01.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>because she is growing too fast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am one of those moms who take pictures of their kids everyday! i just know how fast they change and grow up.. especially babies. so here are the latest of adalyn grace..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647102047081656210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lb5pRYxyfKY/Tl6JZGau75I/AAAAAAAADKk/cDWZLfpv7aU/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43ErZIE6kkI/Tl6JY-bLtRI/AAAAAAAADKc/hmnHOxCoFPc/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647102044936058130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43ErZIE6kkI/Tl6JY-bLtRI/AAAAAAAADKc/hmnHOxCoFPc/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647102039148048386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dSFpVvuJIRs/Tl6JYo3NsAI/AAAAAAAADKU/F3y4ytoFWlI/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647101749370333810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DNYBlSr2Agk/Tl6JHxW0qnI/AAAAAAAADKM/MpV-S4Psa_Q/s400/008.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647101747710033890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvGwFlN6h1U/Tl6JHrK-f-I/AAAAAAAADKE/Jx-4_gek6TY/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647101740671190626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4u610_GwXiY/Tl6JHQ8yRmI/AAAAAAAADJ8/ucbvHmq9ihY/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647101737658546178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nac1OO6cWxQ/Tl6JHFug-AI/AAAAAAAADJ0/yfmTYmpXgak/s400/021.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647101735598087266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SePx72tUQ1s/Tl6JG-DQ3GI/AAAAAAAADJs/Fi96hIfcXmM/s400/007.JPG" /&gt; Go Jackets!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2796745146469623455?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2796745146469623455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/because-she-is-growing-too-fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2796745146469623455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2796745146469623455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/because-she-is-growing-too-fast.html' title='because she is growing too fast!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lb5pRYxyfKY/Tl6JZGau75I/AAAAAAAADKk/cDWZLfpv7aU/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4751134113091756274</id><published>2011-08-31T14:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:13:30.889-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bubba 'siah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6mivXlJjCI/Tl6BPgPpUkI/AAAAAAAADJk/dfN8AIoYN6s/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647093086122758722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6mivXlJjCI/Tl6BPgPpUkI/AAAAAAAADJk/dfN8AIoYN6s/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was feeding adalyn up on my bed this morning when josiah walks into my room. his eyes light up and he says, "hey! i didn't get to kiss the baby yet this year." he runs over to us, gets in her face and says, "good morning, sunshine!! did you sweep good? i missed you while you was sweeping! did you miss josiah?" he kissed her all over her hands, face and and head when i asked him, "you sure do love adalyn, don't ya?" he nodded his head yes then said, "she's my best fwiend! she is the best baby EVER!!" it is so sweet to see... adalyn is so loved:) i am anxious to see how the sibling relationships unfold. i wonder if she will care for him as much as he does for her. right now, she smiles and laughs at all of them. but i wonder if she will favor one over the other... we shall see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the other day, my big 3 were coloring at the kitchen table. i was cooking supper and adalyn was upstairs napping. ella kate was coloring bill a christmas picture, "'cause daddy LOVES christmas time!" when she was done, she asked josiah where he put the winnie the pooh stickers. he went to the pile of books where he had supposedly laid them down earlier. he looked and looked but couldn't find them. he then tapped his chin with his pointer finger and said, "hmmmm..... inch-ess-ting!" (interesting) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had a fun, family, movie night last night! all six of us piled up on our queen size bed and watched a christmas movie. (i am married to one of santa's elves, remember??) the kids loved it. we were all snuggled together and filled with holiday cheer until josiah ruined it for me. he was laying on my thighs with his hands/arms wrapped around me. we were all enjoying ourselves until i noticed josiah gently shaking his hand on my leg trying to make it jiggle. he didn't say a word but i could tell that he got a kick out of it. i tried to quietly flex my leg to make it jiggle less, but it didn't help any. i had all kinds of tidal waves rolling up and down my thighs. it made me so self conscious that i had to get up and put some pajama pants on!! ha! thanks a lot buddy:) needless to say, i started my lunges again today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4751134113091756274?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4751134113091756274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/bubba-siah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4751134113091756274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4751134113091756274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/bubba-siah.html' title='bubba &apos;siah'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6mivXlJjCI/Tl6BPgPpUkI/AAAAAAAADJk/dfN8AIoYN6s/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-3881364204071322829</id><published>2011-08-26T21:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T21:32:26.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my girls..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;miley likes to have "company" while she is on the potty:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpmn5ucP7o8/TlhHPSyShFI/AAAAAAAADJc/-Ukr_zhbxvA/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645340460975293522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpmn5ucP7o8/TlhHPSyShFI/AAAAAAAADJc/-Ukr_zhbxvA/s400/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; speaking of miley... she made me laugh this morning! adalyn had spit up some so, miley just grabbed the bottom of her nightgown and wiped her face/neck/chin all clean! what a doll!! i also have seen ella kate catch adalyn's spit up with her bare hands before, just so it wouldn't get her outfit or the floor dirty!! i have some big helpers:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6qY13AF-WYw/TlhHPEmz1tI/AAAAAAAADJU/yzX1NWxPJnI/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645340457169049298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6qY13AF-WYw/TlhHPEmz1tI/AAAAAAAADJU/yzX1NWxPJnI/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tonight in the car, ella kate found a pair of panties. (don't ask.) next thing i know, she is hollering at us to look at her. "look! i'm spidergirl!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645340203726505794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gSI5gto24qo/TlhHAUdZh0I/AAAAAAAADJM/eYQFddg38wo/s400/spider.jpg" /&gt; sweet kisses!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645338625830909026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7KDsds1Z_XM/TlhFkeVxdGI/AAAAAAAADJE/VMcbxyQdaR8/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5dUihtvcNE/TlhFkCO51NI/AAAAAAAADI8/YV7UmrkLVHI/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645338618285905106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5dUihtvcNE/TlhFkCO51NI/AAAAAAAADI8/YV7UmrkLVHI/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; don't ask what miley is doing in the background. just focus on the other 2 cuties smiling in the front:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0HLnNAoStq0/TlhFjwGZxqI/AAAAAAAADI0/3PlrB2g6bEo/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645338613418411682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0HLnNAoStq0/TlhFjwGZxqI/AAAAAAAADI0/3PlrB2g6bEo/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-3881364204071322829?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/3881364204071322829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3881364204071322829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3881364204071322829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-girls.html' title='my girls..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpmn5ucP7o8/TlhHPSyShFI/AAAAAAAADJc/-Ukr_zhbxvA/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2351409751531353013</id><published>2011-08-26T11:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:16:33.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>walking the dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;adalyn is going through a very nosey phase right now... or maybe it is just that my kids are always loud and obnoxious during her feeding times! she has to look and watch her older siblings and their crazy shenanigans, and it turns into this long, drawn out process. anyhoo... i have resorted to "hiding in my room" just so i can nurse her in peace:) so just now, as i am feeding her, i hear ella kate downstairs saying, "come'er puppy! good girl! no, no dog! quit that!!" i am listening. hoping that our dogs are not in the house. then i hear josiah gagging and coughing, so i call for them to come and see me. then, in walks this.....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUXdUP1uY6E/Tle1j4Bhj4I/AAAAAAAADIs/DoOc4tr8S_c/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645180285871034242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUXdUP1uY6E/Tle1j4Bhj4I/AAAAAAAADIs/DoOc4tr8S_c/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; meet the "momma girl and her 2 puppies!" who knew those toy stethoscopes were so versatile? :) josiah's is a little more snug than miley's, though. so whenever ella kate yanks his "fleash", it hits his adam's apple and makes him gag:)&lt;br /&gt;ha! oh, the imaginations they have!! i love it!&lt;br /&gt;oh, wait. now, they are no longer dogs. i just saw her put her two "horseys" to bed in their bunk beds. she just told them, "now, go to sleep horseys. i don't want to hear you nay'n!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2351409751531353013?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2351409751531353013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/walking-dogs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2351409751531353013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2351409751531353013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/walking-dogs.html' title='walking the dogs'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUXdUP1uY6E/Tle1j4Bhj4I/AAAAAAAADIs/DoOc4tr8S_c/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-8724388526057311906</id><published>2011-08-25T22:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T23:06:01.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fun family hike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;after supper tonight, bill asked us if we wanted to go on a walk and see some waterfalls. the canal is close to our house, so we all loaded up and headed out!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rx2HVkoszQ0/TlcIc30ZimI/AAAAAAAADIk/doReavIyHAQ/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989950045293154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rx2HVkoszQ0/TlcIc30ZimI/AAAAAAAADIk/doReavIyHAQ/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was adalyn's first time riding in our back-pack carrier and she was perfect! (who's surprised??)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oxVX7ra-Dr4/TlcITBoVTWI/AAAAAAAADIc/8wv5hXLUVlI/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989780880346466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oxVX7ra-Dr4/TlcITBoVTWI/AAAAAAAADIc/8wv5hXLUVlI/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989777849886306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FONNFH9zzW0/TlcIS2V0JmI/AAAAAAAADIU/b_aMRL6Dh8k/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;sweet moment...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bflvSbEq0kg/TlcISx0SRBI/AAAAAAAADIM/ZYgbefWfgxA/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989776635511826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bflvSbEq0kg/TlcISx0SRBI/AAAAAAAADIM/ZYgbefWfgxA/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her eyes are changing colors:) they might be brown like EK's afterall!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989773194599090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mxvt__9CVyo/TlcISk_6GrI/AAAAAAAADIE/jJXx5VXcGj8/s400/024.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LEzWmDG2ASs/TlcISPZN6JI/AAAAAAAADH8/9eS8oG6XWxI/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989767395174546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LEzWmDG2ASs/TlcISPZN6JI/AAAAAAAADH8/9eS8oG6XWxI/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7-F6Wdh918/TlcHsaATKQI/AAAAAAAADH0/Vhpmq8yiCm8/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989117408422146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7-F6Wdh918/TlcHsaATKQI/AAAAAAAADH0/Vhpmq8yiCm8/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-So5crNjqu2o/TlcHr4VHeCI/AAAAAAAADHs/k0EeMk-wGrw/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989108368930850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-So5crNjqu2o/TlcHr4VHeCI/AAAAAAAADHs/k0EeMk-wGrw/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxjXEJbVg9U/TlcHrxsWtWI/AAAAAAAADHk/q4U4w2XEM90/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989106587350370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxjXEJbVg9U/TlcHrxsWtWI/AAAAAAAADHk/q4U4w2XEM90/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adalyn and i hung out on the rocks while bill and the big kids put their feet in the water. do you see those "caves" under the bridge? well, miley REALLY wanted to go in them and kept telling us, "it's not scary in dare! da snakes are berry nice!! let's go see!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644988215690416242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0u6bQl7RvE/TlcG361-UHI/AAAAAAAADG8/gYcHL13Wkz0/s400/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eX9uG8fsVBM/TlcHrV-EI3I/AAAAAAAADHc/XUAQZyvLZjg/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989099145438066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eX9uG8fsVBM/TlcHrV-EI3I/AAAAAAAADHc/XUAQZyvLZjg/s400/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8HZbm95ywQ/TlcHrLMaNhI/AAAAAAAADHU/IftW3oHEr58/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989096252814866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8HZbm95ywQ/TlcHrLMaNhI/AAAAAAAADHU/IftW3oHEr58/s400/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrlBskDNEVg/TlcG4Cdq5II/AAAAAAAADHM/xHQ0IOAlvHM/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644988217735963778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrlBskDNEVg/TlcG4Cdq5II/AAAAAAAADHM/xHQ0IOAlvHM/s400/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; remember, they were just wanting to touch the water, but who wants to get &lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;their feet wet? :) in less than a minute, all 4 of them were soaken wet!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5mefUSdgIM/TlcG3XcFSDI/AAAAAAAADG0/DyumFGe3_C4/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644988206186580018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5mefUSdgIM/TlcG3XcFSDI/AAAAAAAADG0/DyumFGe3_C4/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644988201366432642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_FJNd5pYEwA/TlcG3Fe3q4I/AAAAAAAADGs/riIUQ0UQh1o/s400/065.JPG" /&gt; some of these turned out blurry, but their expressions are priceless!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oxRL5Af-srs/TlcGFebwPeI/AAAAAAAADGk/IEGiz7EEULQ/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644987349070790114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oxRL5Af-srs/TlcGFebwPeI/AAAAAAAADGk/IEGiz7EEULQ/s400/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EOXNS8XtNcE/TlcGFHy5FAI/AAAAAAAADGc/YsvFQiOVTLc/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644987342993822722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EOXNS8XtNcE/TlcGFHy5FAI/AAAAAAAADGc/YsvFQiOVTLc/s400/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIC8sB_XzF0/TlcGEwm5JgI/AAAAAAAADGU/W-JALjEH2XE/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644987336769480194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIC8sB_XzF0/TlcGEwm5JgI/AAAAAAAADGU/W-JALjEH2XE/s400/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s3qLiAqRF6A/TlcGEt3WvRI/AAAAAAAADGM/NMSYiFmpdf8/s1600/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644987336033221906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s3qLiAqRF6A/TlcGEt3WvRI/AAAAAAAADGM/NMSYiFmpdf8/s400/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the kids did SO well with all of the walking and "hiking". i was especially surprised by miley. she and josiah lead the way for most of our time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QxnY7fJy8eQ/TlcGEUspm8I/AAAAAAAADGE/IjhGxNw3U0o/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644987329277434818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QxnY7fJy8eQ/TlcGEUspm8I/AAAAAAAADGE/IjhGxNw3U0o/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we had so much fun! and as usual, i took too many pics:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-8724388526057311906?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/8724388526057311906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/fun-family-hike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8724388526057311906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8724388526057311906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/fun-family-hike.html' title='fun family hike!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rx2HVkoszQ0/TlcIc30ZimI/AAAAAAAADIk/doReavIyHAQ/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-8123710979490585535</id><published>2011-08-24T20:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:30:14.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ella kate is 5!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss priss wanted cupcakes for her birthday breakfast, but we settled for some muffins:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3UIitzpjf0/TlWeq_d7MCI/AAAAAAAADF8/E9A2a48MHy8/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644592169407426594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3UIitzpjf0/TlWeq_d7MCI/AAAAAAAADF8/E9A2a48MHy8/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her daddy gave her a little gold ring that was actually mine when i was a little girl. it is in the shape of a heart and she LOVES it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JlA0HjZRnts/TlWeqlVbFuI/AAAAAAAADF0/Ja6inyboNyU/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644592162392446690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JlA0HjZRnts/TlWeqlVbFuI/AAAAAAAADF0/Ja6inyboNyU/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she kept saying, "that was so sweet of you to give me this ring!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644592153453535426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kHg8SQwag5E/TlWeqECOIMI/AAAAAAAADFs/nGyxLR8Js5A/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;we took jos to preschool, miley was with mrs lori and nana watched adalyn so ella kate and i could have a "girl's morning!" first stop was starbucks!! she has been wanting her own frappuccino for a while, so today she got her very first one! (thanks cynthia for the gift card!) she picked a strawberries and cream drink with a pink cake pop!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dlJMnq-75DE/TlWepzMlwkI/AAAAAAAADFk/pzJQQVOTLGo/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644592148933624386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dlJMnq-75DE/TlWepzMlwkI/AAAAAAAADFk/pzJQQVOTLGo/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;however, starbucks isn't really the place for an energetic, excited, 5 year old. so we didn't stay very long:) our next stop.... the nail salon!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-631wjYiQvhQ/TlWepmYMcdI/AAAAAAAADFc/WfBKeID2bCI/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644592145492636114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-631wjYiQvhQ/TlWepmYMcdI/AAAAAAAADFc/WfBKeID2bCI/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; when we got there, we were 3rd in line and had to wait a few minutes. she was so excited!! at one point while we were waiting, she told me, "momma, i am so excited i just want to kick everybody out of the way!!" then when it was finally her turn to sit in the chair, she said, "i can't believe we're here!! i'm being so brave!!"&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19QZgT6F3Io/TlWeON-u28I/AAAAAAAADFU/i6uChsP27wk/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644591675086920642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19QZgT6F3Io/TlWeON-u28I/AAAAAAAADFU/i6uChsP27wk/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she picked out a sparkly blue/green for her toes and a sparkly purple for her fingers!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYdYaQJJD5Y/TlWeN4qIvGI/AAAAAAAADFM/b3Uws3PJZ6c/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644591669363391586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYdYaQJJD5Y/TlWeN4qIvGI/AAAAAAAADFM/b3Uws3PJZ6c/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; $13 later, we were done and we had the best time! i asked her how it felt to be 5 and she said, "i feel a little bigger. i almost feel like a mom!" :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sG_E4gVNfP0/TlWeNT96zgI/AAAAAAAADFE/mo1XGD-08dY/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644591659514252802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sG_E4gVNfP0/TlWeNT96zgI/AAAAAAAADFE/mo1XGD-08dY/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 2 of us ate lunch at home. she requested a fried bologna sandwich and some watermelon:) simple enough? although when bill came home from work, she asked him, "daddy, can we go to cracker barrel for my birthday dinner?? or.. is that too expensive??" sweet girl. i'm not gonna lie. money is tight... as it is for many of you. but &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; (who will stay anonymous) decided to be blessing to us, and allowed my birthday girl to have her 'pancake, fried okra, mac-n-cheese, and applesauce' dinner of choice! thank you!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644591655111135298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bTog6wYLBKE/TlWeNDkIkEI/AAAAAAAADE8/jdDW2EbV3Ws/s400/043.JPG" /&gt; true story: what better way to finish off your 5th birthday, than to wear your little brother's underwear to bed b/c your mom hasn't tackled the mountain of laundry and there are aren't anymore clean little girl panties:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s9G2BKmjiSc/TlWeM1twdkI/AAAAAAAADE0/Ui2je47CclM/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644591651393402434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s9G2BKmjiSc/TlWeM1twdkI/AAAAAAAADE0/Ui2je47CclM/s400/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all in all it was a wonderful day!! i am so thankful that we were able to spend some girly time together!! i love my girl!! i cannot imagine how boring life would be without our ella kate!! we love her to pieces!! happy birthday sweet girl!! i cannot believe that you are "a whole hand!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-8123710979490585535?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/8123710979490585535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/ella-kate-is-5.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8123710979490585535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8123710979490585535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/ella-kate-is-5.html' title='ella kate is 5!!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3UIitzpjf0/TlWeq_d7MCI/AAAAAAAADF8/E9A2a48MHy8/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2042110776248428889</id><published>2011-08-23T22:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:49:53.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>some of my favorite things..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;bill's boss gave him some tickets to the augusta greenjackets game tonight, so he took ella kate and josiah on a "date" :) he is absolutely THE best daddy!! the kids had so much fun!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiGGboP6x8U/TlRkLujAxeI/AAAAAAAADEs/-cHi5As_40o/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644246385638295010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiGGboP6x8U/TlRkLujAxeI/AAAAAAAADEs/-cHi5As_40o/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love our nighttime cuddles with adalyn. our big kids go to bed around 7:30 and adalyn stays up until 8:00. so we have some time for just the 3 of us to snuggle:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EavPC-0HcMw/TlRkLVVua4I/AAAAAAAADEk/OXqzbtOaic8/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644246378871679874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EavPC-0HcMw/TlRkLVVua4I/AAAAAAAADEk/OXqzbtOaic8/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love walking in my foyer and seeing these cute bags. just another reminder of my many sweet blessings!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644246376296360114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GaC6-hFrteM/TlRkLLvuKLI/AAAAAAAADEc/EG6J2wtpO7M/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;i have had the hardest time letting these dead things go. they were mother's day flowers that ek and jos made at school when they were in the 3's preschool class. so ella kate's will be 2 years old this year.. but i just can't throw them away. i keep watering them, hoping they will turn green again!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HtdMBdwtak/TlRj2o3VTQI/AAAAAAAADEU/Bcu5NduYSs4/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644246023335660802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HtdMBdwtak/TlRj2o3VTQI/AAAAAAAADEU/Bcu5NduYSs4/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and there is nothing better, than watching my babies sleep... LOVE!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644246015902542674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UKrS5I_wwto/TlRj2NLI61I/AAAAAAAADEM/SBbw9EYIkJw/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;this pic cracks me up. josiah got that brown blanket for his birthday and he wants to sleep with it every night. he doesn't want to sleep in his bed, he wants to sleep ON it with his warm, fuzzy, fleece blanket. in this hot, georgia, summer weather.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrVsFVJn6A8/TlRj1g3vuVI/AAAAAAAADEE/SKaAjByrw1w/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644246004010039634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrVsFVJn6A8/TlRj1g3vuVI/AAAAAAAADEE/SKaAjByrw1w/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPzgkWrRwKs/TlRj1EJS5lI/AAAAAAAADD8/cViY7Oex7m8/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644245996299019858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPzgkWrRwKs/TlRj1EJS5lI/AAAAAAAADD8/cViY7Oex7m8/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KRIwjKhUkp8/TlRj0gbgeCI/AAAAAAAADD0/rm20-eqmwT8/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644245986711730210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KRIwjKhUkp8/TlRj0gbgeCI/AAAAAAAADD0/rm20-eqmwT8/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2042110776248428889?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2042110776248428889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-of-my-favorite-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2042110776248428889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2042110776248428889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='some of my favorite things..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiGGboP6x8U/TlRkLujAxeI/AAAAAAAADEs/-cHi5As_40o/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-7091645105276720905</id><published>2011-08-22T19:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:56:50.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a few more..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tonight ella kate handed me an envelope for "cooking a good supper!" i opened it up and found a dollar:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bill tries to "date" our kids as often as he can. since i am able to stay home with them during the day, he wants to make sure that he is spending quality time with them, too. last week, he took josiah to the savannah rapids and walked around. tonight, he took miley to burger king to get a $1 icee and a teddy bear ring from the quarter machine:) easy enough! so as they were sitting across from each other in the booth, sporting their burger king crowns, bill starts asking miley what some colors are. (she has always struggled with certain colors). he pointed to something brown and asked her what color it was. she said, "purple?" "no, this one is brown. what about this one." pointing to something green, and she guessed right! then orange, yellow, pink.... after she said all of those he pointed back to the brown and she said, "purple?" "no, this one is brown. remember?" being her cute, sassy self she replies ," ok. it's brown. but i really fink it's purple." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tonight after i bathed the kids, ella kate asked if she could sit and hold adalyn for a second. as soon as she gets her, adalyn starts sucking on ella kate's bare chest. "uhhhh mom?? i think the baby is hungry and i can't feed her 'cause i don't have any mommy nickels!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-7091645105276720905?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/7091645105276720905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/few-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7091645105276720905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7091645105276720905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/few-more.html' title='a few more..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-5555589079951891468</id><published>2011-08-22T15:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:44:38.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>where dreams come true..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;but first.. check out these pics of when ella kate was a baby. she was a little older than adalyn, but i feel like they definitely resemble each other:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clHd1nloTZY/TlKrvAEGhvI/AAAAAAAADDs/FHfEvl_O6u0/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643762107008059122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clHd1nloTZY/TlKrvAEGhvI/AAAAAAAADDs/FHfEvl_O6u0/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute little chubby thang:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella kate still looks more asian than adalyn, but i do feel like she is looking more and more like her big sister!! (ella kate's dream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gov-MX-79js/TlKrnbjmD8I/AAAAAAAADDk/I8fjF47sW2Q/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643761976948953026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gov-MX-79js/TlKrnbjmD8I/AAAAAAAADDk/I8fjF47sW2Q/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;isn't this just ridiculous?!? or maybe, these cheesy hats just don't look right on &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; kids.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643761971888484882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpL2igUTXfY/TlKrnItFchI/AAAAAAAADDc/1KmuG1NHdqo/s400/315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella kate always wants to pick out adalyn's jammies, and she ALWAYS chooses the ones that have these silly hats. haha.. it makes me laugh:)&lt;br /&gt;but, you know jos was lovin' it:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mScrLVIDXZk/TlKrm2AGQLI/AAAAAAAADDU/1HzqMwpDdjY/s1600/313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643761966867955890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mScrLVIDXZk/TlKrm2AGQLI/AAAAAAAADDU/1HzqMwpDdjY/s400/313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another thing that makes me laugh is this cute, hiney right here..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qTA_XR1IqWI/TlKrmufJqkI/AAAAAAAADDM/IiGtACkHe4M/s1600/323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643761964850719298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qTA_XR1IqWI/TlKrmufJqkI/AAAAAAAADDM/IiGtACkHe4M/s400/323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; miley has more panty issues and wedgies than anyone i have ever known:) but, don't you even try to help her out... she would rather walk around all day with a big, fat, wedgie than for you to "fix" them for her!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EKDs6RvPh-Y/TlKrmbcD0yI/AAAAAAAADDE/mrskmwus0Vk/s1600/314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643761959737479970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EKDs6RvPh-Y/TlKrmbcD0yI/AAAAAAAADDE/mrskmwus0Vk/s400/314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok.. so back to the blog title... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ella kate asked me today if mermaids were real. without even thinking about it, i said, "no baby, they are just pretend." she sat there silently for a few minutes and i started to feel bad. after all, that &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; what she wants to be when she grows up. mermaids are her most favorite things EVER! then she asked, "well then, why are there real mermaids at disney world?" i didn't want to be this big, gloomy rain cloud crushing her spirits, so i just said, "uhhh... you know, i'm not sure." she looked out her car window with a smile and said, " 'cause disney world is where ALL your dreams come true!!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aww..i have to admit.. that totally should have been their commercial. it was perfect!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i must also share a secret.. i have always thought that if this wife/mommy thing didn't work out, then i would absolutely go to disney world and be a princess!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, too bad this wife/mommy thing &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; working out perfectly:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-5555589079951891468?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/5555589079951891468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-dreams-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5555589079951891468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5555589079951891468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-dreams-come-true.html' title='where dreams come true..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clHd1nloTZY/TlKrvAEGhvI/AAAAAAAADDs/FHfEvl_O6u0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-3311767186158075462</id><published>2011-08-18T14:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:07:17.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>car ride conversations..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the way to pick up miley and josiah from preschool today, ella kate was talkin' up a storm. first, she wanted to play a guessing game. she would ask questions like, "momma, who is a girl and has orange hair and is really pretty and has a little brother that is a big boy?" i didn't have a clue who she was talking about! i started guessing random people and she would shake her head no every time. then she said, "we are fixin' to see her momma at school." i smiled and knew who she was talking about so i said, "brittney??" (mrs tk's daughter) she excitedly said, "YES!! that's it!!" then she said, "i got another one. who has long brown hair, green eyes and has a LOT, a LOT a LOT of kids and one of them is a baby?" i named a few people before i said me, then she smiled and said, "you are so smart! it IS you!!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that game lasted a while until we saw a lady in an electric wheelchair riding down the side of the road. ella kate was amazed and shouted, "look!! that poor, little, old lady is riding a motorcycle chair!! she better be careful!!" i said, "i know, maybe we should pray and ask god to keep her safe." she said, "ok. let me do it.... dear god, thank you for this day and please help this poor, little, old lady to see, so she wont get runned over by a car! 'cause that would really, REALLY hurt! amen." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we picked up the other kids and got everyone buckled up and on the road, miley pulled out her prize that she got from treasure box. "look momma! mrs. lori gave me this 'cause i obey da first time!" (we've been working with our kids about 1st time obedience. i read something somewhere that said, 'delayed obedience is STILL disobedience.' ouch! so we have been trying our best to train our kids to obey the FIRST time when they are told to do something. needless to say, it is a work in progress:) ) miley then said, "i'mma good drawler. i'mma draw you da gwinch!! (grinch) and he's gonna scare ya 'cause he's not berry nice!!"&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKKV4BpENas/Tk1h1mWkHRI/AAAAAAAADC8/4ZS2Vzo5mI8/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642273481621249298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKKV4BpENas/Tk1h1mWkHRI/AAAAAAAADC8/4ZS2Vzo5mI8/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and then there is my sweet sweet jos.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it takes us about 25 minutes to get to their preschool on the other side of town. and when we were about half way there this morning, josiah's flip flop breaks. he was playing with it in the backseat and was almost in tears when the strap broke off:( i didn't know if i should turn around and go all of the way back home to get some more shoes, or if i should just pull in to wal-mart somewhere and unload all of the kids to get another pair of cheap shoes for him to wear. (i really didn't want to do either...) but i pulled into target and started to get the double stroller out when i saw a pair of miley's crocs. BINGO!! i brought them around to jos and said, "look here buddy, these are blue!! i need you to wear these for me today, and maybe we can get you a lollipop after school!" who said bribery never worked?!? :) i had to pull out all of the jewels that were on them. it was bad enough sending my boy to school in girl shoes, so i HAD to take off the princess crowns, butterfly and ladybugs:) he never once complained or argued about wearing them. what a sweet heart!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHdU_5c4k7I/Tk1h1ZwAjPI/AAAAAAAADC0/fB_Tt7x0zEg/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642273478238309618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHdU_5c4k7I/Tk1h1ZwAjPI/AAAAAAAADC0/fB_Tt7x0zEg/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one of ella kate's "projects" today was to make a letter "F" page and cut and paste pictures of "F" things. she loved it! although, the only magazines that i had were 2 pottery barn kids. i need to get a better variety. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642273467816900626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Um9SQqCeX4s/Tk1h0y7WeBI/AAAAAAAADCs/vtz5F_EX6SI/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;i went into adalyn's room to feed her while ella kate was supposed to be cleaning up from school. instead, when i came back to the kitchen, i found her doing this...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642273466225735698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--pxjulQTffQ/Tk1h0s__OBI/AAAAAAAADCk/Vl9IAGQrhxo/s400/001.JPG" /&gt; she made a "prize" for josiah!&lt;br /&gt;she told me, "i made a 'siah a shark page 'cause he LOVES sharks!! i think he is going to be so excited about this picture!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642273459779763042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yshEo5MbMfM/Tk1h0U_Je2I/AAAAAAAADCc/PpILu-yGAhs/s400/002.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;one more thing.... ella kate was talking about how much i would miss her if she was in "big school" because she is my "helper girl and she helps me so much with the baby". after a few seconds she said, "but hey.. you could always get nana to help you with our baby because she LOVES helping with adalyn:)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-3311767186158075462?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/3311767186158075462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/car-ride-conversations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3311767186158075462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3311767186158075462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/car-ride-conversations.html' title='car ride conversations..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKKV4BpENas/Tk1h1mWkHRI/AAAAAAAADC8/4ZS2Vzo5mI8/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-8336038432569045416</id><published>2011-08-17T23:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T23:32:59.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>question:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess who forgot to go to the store today to get more ziploc baggies for lunch... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642032985998667954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQicTDIysE/TkyHG6V8sLI/AAAAAAAADCE/ihc5lJWsBVo/s400/325.JPG" /&gt;and is now packing their kids' lunches with breast milk storage bags???&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFyPgq652nM/TkyHR8P0_1I/AAAAAAAADCU/BMIWoQ2tA9E/s1600/326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642033175488429906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFyPgq652nM/TkyHR8P0_1I/AAAAAAAADCU/BMIWoQ2tA9E/s400/326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS MOM:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-8336038432569045416?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/8336038432569045416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/question.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8336038432569045416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8336038432569045416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/question.html' title='question:'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQicTDIysE/TkyHG6V8sLI/AAAAAAAADCE/ihc5lJWsBVo/s72-c/325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-857151259871222767</id><published>2011-08-17T21:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:57:33.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my twinkie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and ella kate are buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is NO DOUBT that she is a momma's girl through and through! she likes to be thisclose to me all.day.long. it really is sweet, but let's be honest.... it really drives me bonkers! heaven forbid i use the bathroom upstairs and steal 2 minutes for myself, because she will come running and looking for me. and she would get major anxiety on monday nights when i would leave for bible study. bill stayed home with the babies every time, and they had a blast without me, but it was so hard everytime i would first leave. then, i would have to promise that i would check on her as soon as i got home! i know that i should be loving all of this and soaking up every minute of her love for me, because one day she WILL be a teenager and i WILL NOT be so cool anymore:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642006038057461202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHsYx2M0JJ0/TkxumVcGJdI/AAAAAAAADB8/y_w7_FXP510/s400/312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tonight when she got out of the bathtub, she asked if i could fix her "head towel" just like mine:) she LOVES to talk about how me, her and adalyn are all twinkies and daddy, jos and miley are twinkies. she likes to point out every little small thing that we have in common. for instance, she will say, "momma, me and you have long brown hair and we both like pink, and we like to snuggle and we like sprite and we color in the lines and we both like ariel and we LOVE popsicles and we are very careful holding the baby....." ( and so on and so on)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here is my creative little booger who made a drawing of her room and all of her furniture it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642003627820282322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4bBI114cvZM/TkxsaCmxcdI/AAAAAAAADBs/odBjRUDiM3Q/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she really is one of the most creative kids i have ever seen! right now, i cannot find a single ponytail holder in the house because she has learned how to do her baby doll's and barbies' hair. she does braids, ponytails and "p-tails" (pig tails). she also likes to pose her dolls on her bunkbed ladder like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hSwQOHyzZpw/TkxsZ7eQ2SI/AAAAAAAADBk/VDtDiT3A7Zc/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642003625905543458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hSwQOHyzZpw/TkxsZ7eQ2SI/AAAAAAAADBk/VDtDiT3A7Zc/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and if all of the ponytail holders aren't being occupied by her dolls' nappy hair, she grabs them and turns her scuffed up shoes into fun maryjanes with straps:) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642003623539837858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0NLgO9IVCgM/TkxsZyqPC6I/AAAAAAAADBc/ox9onbQWx60/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-857151259871222767?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/857151259871222767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-twinkie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/857151259871222767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/857151259871222767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-twinkie.html' title='my twinkie'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHsYx2M0JJ0/TkxumVcGJdI/AAAAAAAADB8/y_w7_FXP510/s72-c/312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-3845243439984927934</id><published>2011-08-17T08:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T15:56:20.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>unloading...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok.. our first day of home school was a success!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641909124775943042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6NCvnZtcy0/TkwWdPVOG4I/AAAAAAAADBU/jnGzbz1WGJo/s400/296.JPG" /&gt;ella kate LOVED it and was so sad when we were finished! she made sure to tell josiah and miley that "SHE was the ONLY one who gets to do home school! the others are just too little!!" we did some reading, well.. actually a lot of reading, then we did some bible, then some spelling/letters, a science "project" and a little math! successful day, indeed:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641909117820353202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oJd3PxGOqw/TkwWc1a4OrI/AAAAAAAADBM/IzvISdqpXxU/s400/297.JPG" /&gt;but it all went downhill from there.. well, actually.. it all started rough, then got a little better, THEN went downhill.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you see, it all started when miley woke me up this morning whining for her "cup and wunch!" (meaning lunch which is really her breakfast). sadly, i did not get a sweet good morning hug, or a friendly voice saying, "good morning momma! how did you sleep??" nope. i got a grumpy little 2 year old with wild kinky blonde hair, her thumb in mouth, a big scowl on her cute face, her hot dragon breath beating down on me demanding "her cup and her wunch!" good morning, sunshine:) she chippered up some after a few pancakes and some "lemma-laid". but ella kate must have gotten bitten by the same grumpy bug, because after school, she was a mess. every little thing would bring her to tears. but thankfully my jos-man was along for the ride and as happy as a clam and my sweet little adalyn was her usual easy-breezy self:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WFrAleBA0wk/TkwWclSZMCI/AAAAAAAADBE/x10kycKNarE/s1600/299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641909113489797154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WFrAleBA0wk/TkwWclSZMCI/AAAAAAAADBE/x10kycKNarE/s400/299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she will be 5 months old on friday and i just now started her on some rice cereal. i think i started my other ones on baby food much earlier... but seriously, what is the rush?? she seems to be gaining weight and filling out just nicely on milk:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641909111288675890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5QF-YD6hDgg/TkwWcdFmvjI/AAAAAAAADA8/BfUEdB35FXs/s400/300.JPG" /&gt;although, she LOVES her rice cereal:) she is a great eater and is usually sad when the bowl is empty! i am not looking forward to all of the baby food, though. that is one part of the "baby phase" that is my least favorite. i feel like it is such a hassle.. that is one reason why i have been so laid back about her cereal. i just wish that babies could go straight from milk to table food:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641908696764906978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMVpUN9O0Vs/TkwWEU3b_eI/AAAAAAAADA0/fBHv_SUW1wE/s400/305.JPG" /&gt; oh well... she is worth it:) we love us some adalyn grace!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkdLjXZD-1g/TkwWEJht5nI/AAAAAAAADAs/Q4BRYuXt458/s1600/307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641908693721015922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkdLjXZD-1g/TkwWEJht5nI/AAAAAAAADAs/Q4BRYuXt458/s400/307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; josiah ALWAYS greets her when she wakes up from her naps by saying, "good morning sunshine!! did you sweep good? did you miss josiah?? i wuv you so much!!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641908689447825986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTc-Yb94i3g/TkwWD5m6MkI/AAAAAAAADAk/xyGTAvycmYY/s400/308.JPG" /&gt; miley was laying on my floor this morning with adalyn when i hear, "you want some?? here.... suck it!!" then she giggles and giggles... i look to see what is going on and find that miley has shared her thumb with adalyn who is actually enjoying sucking on it! gross!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GeSnly2vZt4/TkwWDsK_EEI/AAAAAAAADAc/43fCHaFm9OE/s1600/310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641908685841043522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GeSnly2vZt4/TkwWDsK_EEI/AAAAAAAADAc/43fCHaFm9OE/s400/310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641908679227239570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ng5ewgh6LB8/TkwWDTiIbJI/AAAAAAAADAU/2V8myQoAatE/s400/311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-3845243439984927934?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/3845243439984927934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/unloading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3845243439984927934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3845243439984927934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/unloading.html' title='unloading...'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6NCvnZtcy0/TkwWdPVOG4I/AAAAAAAADBU/jnGzbz1WGJo/s72-c/296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-5566293157470036307</id><published>2011-08-16T14:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T15:15:25.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;preschool started this week and miley and josiah were super excited to go back! miley is in the 2's and she goes a couple of mornings out of the week. so far, she has LOVED it!! she adores her teacher, mrs. lori! and i have a hunch that the feeling is mutual:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's the sassafrass on her first day of school!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lJ2-1amzn4w/Tkq97oXZNqI/AAAAAAAADAM/kZg6JKtKjgY/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641530315380438690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lJ2-1amzn4w/Tkq97oXZNqI/AAAAAAAADAM/kZg6JKtKjgY/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;josiah is in pre-k now and he LOVES it, too! he has mrs. tk, who is ella kate's best friend and teacher from last year:) in the car yesterday morning, ella kate told him,"now, 'siah... you are gonna have a GREAT day! i was a little scared at first, but mrs. tk is so nice. and you get to do centers, and play outside and eat lunch with your friends!" :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5E2e-W2bKr0/Tkq97TCx9dI/AAAAAAAADAE/yYQ8UnpVsKQ/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641530309656835538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5E2e-W2bKr0/Tkq97TCx9dI/AAAAAAAADAE/yYQ8UnpVsKQ/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after much prayer and consideration, bill and i have decided that i will keep ella kate home with me and home school. she has a late birthday, (aug 24) and i was struggling so bad with the fact of sending her to the public school that we are zoned for. part of me didn't feel that she was ready, and the other part of me was scared for the environment that she would be in. i don't know how long i will home school her or my other kids, but i do feel that right now, this is what i am supposed to do. so we will just take it year by year:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......and lastly, i will leave you with this smiley face:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641530306816562722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVc8F1FOzZ0/Tkq97Idm1iI/AAAAAAAAC_8/UmwatmwiOnk/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;ella kate picked out this outfit for adalyn. she says she looks like rainbow sherbert:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641530195565985410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eaJjHpOhMo4/Tkq90qBZvoI/AAAAAAAAC_0/ZnCOBjSi07g/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-5566293157470036307?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/5566293157470036307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5566293157470036307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5566293157470036307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/school.html' title='school!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lJ2-1amzn4w/Tkq97oXZNqI/AAAAAAAADAM/kZg6JKtKjgY/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6757533543617384172</id><published>2011-08-12T21:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T21:35:06.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday, Josiah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this cute thing walked into our bedroom this morning asking, "momma, am i 4 yet??" i told him yes and he smiled the biggest smile:) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640144128374297458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qauXOFv5tMk/TkXRM7XBU3I/AAAAAAAAC_k/tdybvUQRoLg/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;he then said, "but is L-kate still 4?" his smile faded some when i told him yes again. "but hey! i fought i was supposed to be 4... L-kate needs to be 5 now!" this is so confusing to them! for 2 weeks out of every year, they are the same age. ella kate walks into my room by this time and says, "yeah, 'siah i am still 4. but i am a big 4 and you are just a little 4!" that big sister always has an answer for everything:) josiah wanted cinnamon rolls for breakfast, so we put some candles on them and sang... he LOVED it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rsyVYjKkk4g/TkXQwFK5gyI/AAAAAAAAC_c/WD0320wKAV4/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640143632791601954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rsyVYjKkk4g/TkXQwFK5gyI/AAAAAAAAC_c/WD0320wKAV4/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640143630099863394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pd3dkcMuqJc/TkXQv7JI12I/AAAAAAAAC_U/ogncbY9h7Eg/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;yaya took josiah on a "date" and he said that that was the best part of his whole birthday:) they went to yaya's school, the "wibrary", the mall, chick-fil-a, and target!! he came home with a full belly, some soft cookies, new clothes and a new toy! thanks yaya... you are great:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640142478717532258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cd9Y5rJM1Eg/TkXPs56MuGI/AAAAAAAAC-8/x-GWGUkBmQM/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;i love my boy..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtT76lEXafk/TkXPsfO-ffI/AAAAAAAAC-0/LXS3qZnG7pk/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640142471556922866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtT76lEXafk/TkXPsfO-ffI/AAAAAAAAC-0/LXS3qZnG7pk/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my kids LOVE getting mail! my aunt faith (who my kids call aunt thaithy) is always the best at mailing them cards. josiah was THRILLED to get a bob the builder card and "tickets" (dollars) :) thanks so much faith!! we love you!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640142461379534834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WoW0RHYt0kI/TkXPr5Uf3_I/AAAAAAAAC-k/K3-Tn7EU6ps/s320/021.JPG" /&gt; josiah got to pick out the restaurant for his birthday supper, so he chose "cocker bawell" (cracker barrel). he and his daddy LOVE that place:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640142452479677762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6neKmDHq0U4/TkXPrYKm1UI/AAAAAAAAC-c/lguzmfyvvx8/s320/022.JPG" /&gt; overall, i would say that his 4th birthday was a success! josiah and ella kate are having a joint birthday party next week, so i will keep y'all updated on that!!&lt;br /&gt;we are so thankful for you, sweet bubba siah!! we love you so much and hope you had a wonderful birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6757533543617384172?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6757533543617384172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-4th-birthday-josiah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6757533543617384172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6757533543617384172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-4th-birthday-josiah.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday, Josiah!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qauXOFv5tMk/TkXRM7XBU3I/AAAAAAAAC_k/tdybvUQRoLg/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-8201861082565464097</id><published>2011-08-11T14:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T15:15:56.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>that ella kate is a mess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok.. so my cute, sneaky little helper girl is at it again!! we were on our way to the bank this afternoon when i asked all 3 of the big kids to go potty. i was changing adalyn's diaper on my bed while ella kate went potty in my bathroom. i couldn't see her, but i heard her SAY, "ppsssshhhhh...." she waited a few seconds then walked out of the bathroom fixing her dress, saying, "ok! i went potty!" did she really think that her SAYING and making the "pssshhhh" sound really sounded like her using the restroom?? and did she really think that i was going to buy it??? ((sigh)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so after that lie was dealt with, we all lined up by the front door to leave. as soon as i opened the door, a wasp flew in. my kids (of course) started freaking out. i was holding adalyn, but ended up having to lay her down on the floor in the girls room by the front door so that i could deal with this flying tormentor! he was hovering in the foyer and i didn't want to lose sight of him, so i just had to put her where i thought that she would be safe. WRONG!! i swung at the wasp with our broom and although i hit him, he flies into the girls room and lands next to adalyn's head on the floor. i mash the broom on top of him and ask ella kate to come here. she is freaking out and on the verge of tears but as soon as i tell her that i need her help, she smiles and calms down. i ask her to VERY CAREFULLY pick adalyn up off of the floor and VERY GENTLY lay her down on the girls' bunk beds. she did just what i asked!! i was so proud of her and she was just beaming:) she laid her down on the bottom bunk and then hovered on top of her "to not let the bug bite her!" i lifted up the broom to see a mad wasp still trying to fly away. so i kept beating him and beating him until his wings were barely moving! (and anyone who knows me, KNOWS that this is impressive!!) i was so afraid that i was going to beat a hole in the floor, but this dumb thing wouldn't die and i sure wasn't going to let him "bite" one of my babies:) so after a few more poundings, he gets stuck in the bristles of the broom, so i open the door and throw the broom in the front yard:) billy d can handle that when he gets home! ha! my mom is highly allergic to wasp stings, and although bill and i aren't allergic, it makes me nervous to think that one of my kids could be. and i just didn't want to risk it. ANYHOO... i say all of that because when i walked back into the girls room after i threw out the broom, ella kate runs to me and says, "mom!! you're a GIRL HERO!!!! and aren't you so proud of me for saving adalyn?? i was so careful!! i didn't drop her!! are you gonna tell daddy what a big helper i was?? i can't believe i SAVED THE DAY!!!!!" she was so proud! she then threw her arms up in the air and said, "girl powder is on the case!!!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and one more thing: my mom took her and jos to get their birthday presents from target yesterday. she took miley too, but her birthday isn't until october. so ella kate picked out this cute little stuffed dog that has it's own carrying purse. it also has some other things like a stethoscope, a note pad, a "fleesh" (collar), and a "tish-ya" (tissue).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-8201861082565464097?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/8201861082565464097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/that-ella-kate-is-mess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8201861082565464097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8201861082565464097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/that-ella-kate-is-mess.html' title='that ella kate is a mess!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-517566056502921849</id><published>2011-08-10T09:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T09:58:03.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just pics..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ojeiZaIw7Tc/TkKODnRIelI/AAAAAAAAC-U/kIydg4p40ZU/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639225876152875602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ojeiZaIw7Tc/TkKODnRIelI/AAAAAAAAC-U/kIydg4p40ZU/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WvKHH2NTH0Q/TkKODZWaXFI/AAAAAAAAC-M/-S-mapLpBkg/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639225872416922706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WvKHH2NTH0Q/TkKODZWaXFI/AAAAAAAAC-M/-S-mapLpBkg/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639225868500330866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lexuKiBeqCs/TkKODKwn6XI/AAAAAAAAC-E/UDz6_BcKgzE/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639225861474463154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxHHqC21IX8/TkKOCwlhrbI/AAAAAAAAC98/r8wPMR4dv2Y/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639225859720594002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2ZX5_GZmN0/TkKOCqDXwlI/AAAAAAAAC90/nURq1ApEzN0/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-517566056502921849?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/517566056502921849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/517566056502921849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/517566056502921849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-pics.html' title='just pics..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ojeiZaIw7Tc/TkKODnRIelI/AAAAAAAAC-U/kIydg4p40ZU/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-50698958696866757</id><published>2011-08-09T13:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:18:11.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>following weiners and other messes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;before we get into all of that.. let's look at this sweet face:)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kfjJRUOUFT8/TkFopXoQW7I/AAAAAAAAC9s/P0MyjL-bWMM/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638903268371356594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kfjJRUOUFT8/TkFopXoQW7I/AAAAAAAAC9s/P0MyjL-bWMM/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all together now: awwwwwww:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gXWm39gQsxI/TkFoo0Pv2aI/AAAAAAAAC9k/D_a2GOM7qEo/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638903258873321890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gXWm39gQsxI/TkFoo0Pv2aI/AAAAAAAAC9k/D_a2GOM7qEo/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; daddy and adalyn love snuggling!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638903031643376562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SPSuDgybbNM/TkFoblv6C7I/AAAAAAAAC9c/fbxsT8mYRzM/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;and you know josiah had to get some snuggle time in, too!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638903027094688082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVzQzsAPGsQ/TkFobUzakVI/AAAAAAAAC9U/FTVTkyyMV9E/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;and incase any of you were wondering if miley has been behaving herself, i will show you these:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638903025399236322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TV78E_IXboY/TkFobOfMBuI/AAAAAAAAC9M/JGxJQu2aVBg/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;NO, she does not have a really good tan. nor, does she frequent the spray tanning salon. this, my friends, is what miley looks like after she has gotten into my make up bag!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NFFRHSTc6TU/TkFoa5hd9WI/AAAAAAAAC9E/RMF_G8R3snE/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638903019771655522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NFFRHSTc6TU/TkFoa5hd9WI/AAAAAAAAC9E/RMF_G8R3snE/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this face right here is guilty of emptying a jar of vicks vapor rub all over her face, neck and belly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yAktJ80Xscg/TkFoaqQnydI/AAAAAAAAC88/cHZyUFrviuw/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638903015674464722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yAktJ80Xscg/TkFoaqQnydI/AAAAAAAAC88/cHZyUFrviuw/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she will smell like menthol for weeks, i'm sure!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638902567066201058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6fPaxeSH3w/TkFoAjEE6-I/AAAAAAAAC80/AXW3ROrWT7Q/s320/012.JPG" /&gt; and lastly, miley was singing at the top of her lungs this morning to adalyn. the song of choice was none other than, "we following the weiner, the weiner, the weiner! we following the weiner wherever he may go!" i assure you friends, that she meant to sing, "following the leader!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she also was kissing adalyn all over her face saying, "i luh you berry, berry much!" (love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-50698958696866757?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/50698958696866757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/following-weiners-and-other-messes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/50698958696866757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/50698958696866757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/following-weiners-and-other-messes.html' title='following weiners and other messes..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kfjJRUOUFT8/TkFopXoQW7I/AAAAAAAAC9s/P0MyjL-bWMM/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-5774087730574757437</id><published>2011-08-09T12:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T12:32:29.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>silly, silly girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday and today have been difficult for ella kate. she has been so manipulative and sneaky. for instance, i heard her whisper to miley yesterday, "miley, if you don't do *something*, then chuck.e cheese is gonna come get you!!" of course miley starts crying because, "chuck-uh-cheese" scares her to death!! (we have only been twice, but have NO plans to visit in the near future.) and for lunch today, i had asked them to finish their chicken before they eat their yogurt, but then i see out of the corner of my eye, ella kate shove her last two pieces of chicken onto josiah's plate then yell to me, "momma! i'm done! i'm the winner!!" what?? i decided to pull her aside in the other room and talk to her about being a cheater and liar. i was trying to get to the bottom of her "issues" the past 2 days. she looked at me so sincerely, with tears in her eyes and says, "i don't know why i am acting this way, momma. i think i am just growing up and forgetting how to obey. i'm just a silly, silly girl who forgets a lot." she shakes her head and hangs it low, looking at the floor. O.M.G! i have to look away, because i am about to bust out in laughter!! i dont even know how to respond!! i feel like she is being manipulative again, so i lean down closer to her and say, "well, maybe we can pray and ask Jesus to help us remember to obey and to do what is right!" she looks up and smiles and says, "momma!! i think that is a GREAT idea! that really is great! let's do that, and not have to tell daddy!!" ((sigh)) please pray for me. pray that i will be the momma that i need to be to help this silly, silly girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-5774087730574757437?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/5774087730574757437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/silly-silly-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5774087730574757437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/5774087730574757437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/silly-silly-girl.html' title='silly, silly girl!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-3860025191404530485</id><published>2011-08-05T21:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:26:40.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>puppy lovin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;about 2 weeks ago, we were driving to church when someone calls bill and asks us if we want their 4 month old &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;basset&lt;/span&gt; hound. they said that they had 2 small kids and the puppy just wasn't working out. so we decided to meet them and as soon as we saw her, we could not resist her droopy ears, big feet and puppy breath!! so here is the newest addition, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;davis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQBxdTyNgwY/TjyecrOo1OI/AAAAAAAAC8s/QTVf_-xoTBM/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637555049038664930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQBxdTyNgwY/TjyecrOo1OI/AAAAAAAAC8s/QTVf_-xoTBM/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bless her heart, she came to us COMPLETELY infested with fleas. which in return, caused our other 2 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bassets&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dudley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and our entire back yard to break out with the worst flea situation that we have ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAGXRRnPXmQ/TjyecYTVaSI/AAAAAAAAC8k/t7fAKJS_axM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637555043958090018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAGXRRnPXmQ/TjyecYTVaSI/AAAAAAAAC8k/t7fAKJS_axM/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but all is well, now:) she has been the perfect fit to our brood!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637555039914283122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3ty50J1I-U/TjyecJPN0HI/AAAAAAAAC8c/HZafRjSq1_M/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637554693890866274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhKy-IEv7hw/TjyeIAMzfGI/AAAAAAAAC8U/c0mm5SmEPQA/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637554697124746626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0xWZwISbY1I/TjyeIMP0lYI/AAAAAAAAC8M/l9xSvn02CRo/s320/017.JPG" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tC0yqLzx6jo/TjyeH4PAvPI/AAAAAAAAC8E/bV6bRrpx_WM/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637554691752639730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tC0yqLzx6jo/TjyeH4PAvPI/AAAAAAAAC8E/bV6bRrpx_WM/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we love her! and speaking of sweet dogs... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dudley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had a surprise for us one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; morning! he was keeping &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;guard&lt;/span&gt; of this tree and running around like crazy until we realized what he was tormenting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--KRy1a7J7mI/TjyeH_sFRqI/AAAAAAAAC78/LPuCqMHdKyI/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637554693753620130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--KRy1a7J7mI/TjyeH_sFRqI/AAAAAAAAC78/LPuCqMHdKyI/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this poor raccoon was running for his life and ended up stranded at the top of this tree!! bill was just about as proud as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dudley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLHAraj9nAE/TjyeHma9AZI/AAAAAAAAC70/oNcgbk9J8L4/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637554686970888594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLHAraj9nAE/TjyeHma9AZI/AAAAAAAAC70/oNcgbk9J8L4/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ** on another note**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt; was SUCH a huge helper tonight as we were getting ready for bed. she got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everyones&lt;/span&gt; pajamas and underwear ready for them when they got out of the bath tub. she also lined up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; toothbrush and put toothpaste on them WITHOUT making a mess:) she was so proud! she looked at me and said, "momma! are you so proud of me?? i did all of this by myself and i didn't even make a mess!! daddy always makes a bigger mess than me!!" i replied, " i know!! give me some!!" then i put my hand out for her to give me a high-five. as she slaps my hand, she shouts, "GIRL POWDERED!!" (i think she meant girl power... cute thing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*the other day, i was running errands with the kids. i was stopped at a red light, so i started sorting out coupons in my lap when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miley&lt;/span&gt; hollers from the back seat, "green means go, momma!!" i look up and sure enough i was holding up traffic at a green light:) she also had a note pad and pen that day in the car and she drew me an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unidentifiable&lt;/span&gt; object. i asked her what it was and she sat there and looked at it for a while then said, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uhh&lt;/span&gt;, it's a flower! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt;... no, it's not a flower. i fink it's a corn!" :) oh, and i want to remember one last thing about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miley&lt;/span&gt;.... the other night bill was with the kids when i went had a sonic slush with my sister. he ended up putting them to bed, so i didn't talk to them until the morning. so the first thing that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miley&lt;/span&gt; tells me when she wakes up is, "momma, daddy spank me 'cause i not obey &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; first time. it hurt my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hiney&lt;/span&gt;! i so sorry i do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; mommy!" sweet girl:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i can't think of what i wanted to share with y'all about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;josiah&lt;/span&gt;! i forget everything if i don't write it down!! i have a bazillion post-it notes, napkins and even mail laying all around with stories scribbled on them so i can remember. oh, well! but i will say that he has been the BIGGEST breath of fresh air!! he is so easy going and low &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt;!! with all the estrogen in my house, i am so thankful for my cute little man:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-3860025191404530485?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/3860025191404530485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/puppy-lovin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3860025191404530485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3860025191404530485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/08/puppy-lovin.html' title='puppy lovin&apos;'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQBxdTyNgwY/TjyecrOo1OI/AAAAAAAAC8s/QTVf_-xoTBM/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6759746975801989636</id><published>2011-07-29T22:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T22:21:11.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>missing nonny..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't believe that my sweet nonny will have been in heaven for 2 years this august!! i still miss her and think of her often! ella kate surprisingly remembers her and talks about her a good bit. tonight in the car, ella kate was watching the rain from her window. she starts asking me questions about weather nonny is helping the sky rain down, and which cloud nonny is sitting on:) then she says, "i sure hope nonny comes back home soon!! she has never got to meet our new baby, and i know that she would LOVE her!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tonight in the bath tub, miley got to be the "helper" and hold adalyn while i bathed her. she did such a great job by holding her so tight and sitting real still. when she was done, i told her how proud i was of her. she stood up and clapped her hands and said, "i's such a big girl!! i's so proud!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have mentioned before that our sweet, chunky, sleepy little adalyn is a spitter. she spits up a good bit, everyday. it isn't uncommon for her to spit up while she is sleeping, and wake up with dried, sticky, crusty hair plastered to her head. this morning was no different. when she woke up, i got her and brought her into my bedroom to feed her. the other kids were lying on my bed. sweet josiah leans in to kiss his baby sister good morning on her cheek when he says, "ewww! our baby smells HORRIBLE!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6759746975801989636?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6759746975801989636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/missing-nonny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6759746975801989636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6759746975801989636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/missing-nonny.html' title='missing nonny..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-771511363006772639</id><published>2011-07-28T22:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T23:10:37.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet little sleepers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;jos is a limber little guy... especially when he is sleeping:) i went in to go check on all of my babies and i found him like this...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j348piNOHgs/TjIh8TkVDCI/AAAAAAAAC7s/hfQSxF16oqI/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634603403722427426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j348piNOHgs/TjIh8TkVDCI/AAAAAAAAC7s/hfQSxF16oqI/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and i LOVE how miley always has a baby snuggled up and her thumb in her mouth! i can always tell when she is asleep, even if i am on the other side of the house. her "sucks" on her thumb get super loud and smacky sounding:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634603402113957666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qysz0GOIB0c/TjIh8Nk1vyI/AAAAAAAAC7c/tIpfDRi_L18/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;and i don't have a picture of these two sleeping tonight, but i do have a cute one of them in the bath tub.. or the "b-tub", as miley calls it. she also calls ponytails, "p-tails".&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2amNBQGt5L8/TjIh8UB9sUI/AAAAAAAAC7k/s3_zMrEOqCw/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634603403846725954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2amNBQGt5L8/TjIh8UB9sUI/AAAAAAAAC7k/s3_zMrEOqCw/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the car tonight, ella kate told me that she was "a little bit hungry". josiah immediately chimed in and said, "..and i am big, BIG hungry!" these kids are eating me out of house and home!&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i wanted to share something else. all of my kids loved playing peek-a-boo when they toddlers. miley LOVES playing it with adalyn. she calls it "pick-a-boobie!" :) i remember when ek and jos were 2, they called it "pick-ee-oo!" and "key-boo!" cute.cute.cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-771511363006772639?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/771511363006772639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/sweet-little-sleepers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/771511363006772639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/771511363006772639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/sweet-little-sleepers.html' title='sweet little sleepers...'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634127035986404258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w05BTHkz4Ow/TjBwsDdk46I/AAAAAAAAC7U/xIMPVl5V1zs/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634127026528491842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VYyZvwyu6RU/TjBwrgOomUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/-0AFE_gdEZA/s320/009.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634127022937952802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rgR16J1Mv7E/TjBwrS2lUiI/AAAAAAAAC68/SMc7NYs9HDY/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634127020178000930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BtEc0fcsS_Q/TjBwrIkjzCI/AAAAAAAAC60/SMiZ-lE9zbs/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-8191815135000937277?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/8191815135000937277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/daddy-is-so-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8191815135000937277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8191815135000937277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/daddy-is-so-funny.html' title='daddy is so funny!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SWO-qflrx6k/TjBwr0Nt7XI/AAAAAAAAC7M/2i1brabPNds/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2973649520576772197</id><published>2011-07-26T14:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T14:41:05.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ella kate and josiah will be 5 and 4 next month, and we have been talking a lot about their birthdays. i asked josiah what he wanted for his birthday one afternoon and his reply was, "well, i fink i just want anudder baby. but not a baby doll. a baby that comes from your bewwy!" sweet boy:) and today i asked ella kate what she wanted for her birthday and her reply was, "i just want a sweet mom!" .....uhh, i didn't think that i was in a bad mood today, but apparently i have some work to do! ouch! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2973649520576772197?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2973649520576772197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/birthdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hurts my feelings:( but she is oh, so sweet!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631429338975830482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8SsHeMSA1MM/TibbJa9eAdI/AAAAAAAAC6s/liQw9pOCbmk/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;she had her check up yesterday and here are her stats along with her siblings at 4 mths:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adalyn: 15lbs 7 oz and 24.5in long (92 % weight 50% length)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ellakate: 17lbs 11oz and 27in long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;josiah: 15lb 8oz and 26in long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miley: 14lb 9oz and 25.5in long&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631429335053937682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgyEbS9Qosc/TibbJMWarBI/AAAAAAAAC6k/AhpDxCTbkE0/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631429328789528610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x1jnbuAuXeU/TibbI1A3YCI/AAAAAAAAC6c/MXHpbsFuSGg/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631429324987234338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_BiR1bKK10/TibbIm2U-CI/AAAAAAAAC6U/MAqd1JCQaOU/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631429323129386530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4OiNso1D5Q/TibbIf7YdiI/AAAAAAAAC6M/veANf8H-8Jw/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;she is still such an easy, content, and sleepy baby:) sleeping about 12 hours at night and taking two 2 1/2 hour naps during the day and another 45 minute nap before bedtime. she LOVES sucking on her thumb when she is on her belly and she has started sucking on her tallman and ringfinger when she is on her back. i noticed this month that one of her arms is fatter than the other. you can tell in the picture above that her right arm has like 5 creases and the left only has like 2. i even asked her dr yesterday if he thought she had elephantitus:) he said that it was normal for chubby babies to have uneven creases and folds in their skin, and that her right arm is bigger because she might use it more. long story short: she is perfectly fine and healthy, and my paranoia is just plain silly:) she is smiling a lot more and laughing out loud now.. it happens to be one of the sweetest sounds ever! ek and jos are always competing against each other as to who can get the biggest smile from the baby:) we are so thankful for our precious "ady gwace" as miley calls her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2165651761295545767?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2165651761295545767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/4-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2165651761295545767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2165651761295545767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/4-months.html' title='4 months!!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8SsHeMSA1MM/TibbJa9eAdI/AAAAAAAAC6s/liQw9pOCbmk/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4447056597759850935</id><published>2011-07-19T21:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:58:08.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>getting a little crafty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;first off.. how cute are these faces?!? summer is going by so fast!! this was the last picture taken when they were 4, 3, 2 and 3 months....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSJWnW9YFP8/TiYziRsQJgI/AAAAAAAAC6E/O9JWCgKSx_8/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631245048030963202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSJWnW9YFP8/TiYziRsQJgI/AAAAAAAAC6E/O9JWCgKSx_8/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..because adalyn turned 4 months old today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;she LOVES those 2 fingers:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XjYfdhQ6CoA/TiYzh3sCQEI/AAAAAAAAC58/4nRhBmK7Pss/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631245041050730562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XjYfdhQ6CoA/TiYzh3sCQEI/AAAAAAAAC58/4nRhBmK7Pss/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so back to the crafts... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631245038939296514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G80F6orgxp8/TiYzhv0oUwI/AAAAAAAAC50/DA4TE-JKvw8/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;it has been so hot this summer. if we aren't at the pool, my kids are wanting to watch tv. and movies. and more tv. and i am not cool with that.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631245033452712082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDw59d7uNHU/TiYzhbYhsJI/AAAAAAAAC5s/HIgW6fFsisQ/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;so we have been busting out the pipecleaners, glue, beads, markers and whatever else we can find. we have colored, and cut with scissors, and made masterpieces and jewelry!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631245025303423602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16PLCPaCrLM/TiYzg9BlanI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Gis8FLSilVc/s320/043.JPG" /&gt; and today we even decorated cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqztDGhPcfY/TiYp_kVNdoI/AAAAAAAAC5c/AKkusJu5DFU/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631234556134520450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqztDGhPcfY/TiYp_kVNdoI/AAAAAAAAC5c/AKkusJu5DFU/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we loaded them with icing and sprinkles galore! they had so much fun:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631234543496055122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qI8SiqWCS3o/TiYp-1P9yVI/AAAAAAAAC5M/onlsFR2Saz8/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;but then adalyn and i were left to clean up the mess!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5PmbogbJu0/TiYp_OM7LWI/AAAAAAAAC5U/m4EgXYYk2dY/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631234550194187618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5PmbogbJu0/TiYp_OM7LWI/AAAAAAAAC5U/m4EgXYYk2dY/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4447056597759850935?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4447056597759850935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/getting-little-crafty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4447056597759850935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4447056597759850935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/getting-little-crafty.html' title='getting a little crafty!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSJWnW9YFP8/TiYziRsQJgI/AAAAAAAAC6E/O9JWCgKSx_8/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4440008112795411841</id><published>2011-07-19T20:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:03:34.705-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you might be a redneck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you have this beautiful creation in your back yard:)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hRAcNCMngjA/TiYoJhx6xYI/AAAAAAAAC5E/wn736BYSksc/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631232528225060226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hRAcNCMngjA/TiYoJhx6xYI/AAAAAAAAC5E/wn736BYSksc/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my crazy hubby has "something" (he is thinking pumpkins) growing in our beautifully landscaped back yard. however, our dogs have taken a liking to laying on those huge, soft, cool leaves. so bill took it upon himself to barricade the plant with random old furniture, bales of hay, chairs and our old triple stroller. and to top it off, he made a scarecrow complete with his jamaican shirt and glow in the dark jack-o-lantern head! aren't we a site for sore eyes:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4440008112795411841?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4440008112795411841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-might-be-redneck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2112028593427582356</id><published>2011-07-10T22:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T23:10:06.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cute conversations..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;while driving down the road the other day, josiah asked if we could sing the "bbs songs" (vbs). normally we hook up bill's ipod in the car and they can sing their little hearts out, but bill took his ipod to work with him that particular morning. ella kate took it upon herself to explain the situation to jos. it sounded a little like this: "yeah.. daddy always keeps his ipod with him when he goes to the potty because he likes to play this game where the mean birds try and hit the pigs because they stole their eggs." this made me laugh because she was referring to the game "angry birds" which bill DOES play while he's on the potty:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;speaking of singing vbs songs. this weekend we were in the car and we had vbs songs playing. (we have vacation bible school songs on bill's ipod all the way from 2007. the kids LOVE them!)anyhoo.. this was the conversation that we heard between jos and ek...&lt;/div&gt;ek: "hey 'siah, do you know who oomi is?"&lt;br /&gt;jos: "oomi zoomi??" (the cartoon)&lt;br /&gt;ek: "no.. do you know who OOMI is?"&lt;br /&gt;jos:" "yeah.. oomi zoomi!"&lt;br /&gt;ek: "no 'siah! do you know who oomi is!?!"&lt;br /&gt;jos: "i don't understand."&lt;br /&gt;ek: "oomi is jesus!!"&lt;br /&gt;jos: "ohh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now.. this will not make ANY sense to you, but bill and i were dying laughing! one of the vbs songs from last year was called "i am" and the chorus went something like this... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"i am who the great I AM says i am, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am one of his greatest creations, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he says that i am remarkably, wonderfully made, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am who he says i am!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but what ella kate hears, is the very last stanza saying, "i am oomi says i am!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and one last car ride conversation between ek and jos. josiah had just gotten a new booster seat for the car and ella kate was looking at the pamphlet that came with it. she looks to josiah and says, "hey i can read this to you. wanna hear?" he shakes his head yes, so she proceeds to read in this HILARIOUS monotone voice. "hello. this is your new carseat book. there are lots of warnings and accidents. you may sit in your seat the right way because you will bump into a car and crash if your momma has to tell you 2 times."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2112028593427582356?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2112028593427582356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/cute-conversations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2112028593427582356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2112028593427582356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/cute-conversations.html' title='cute conversations..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-8872095722645805502</id><published>2011-07-08T13:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T13:55:05.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just when i think that i have it all together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;just when i think that i have it all together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hear ella kate say to josiah, "do you need me to kick you or are you gonna get out of my seat?!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i see josiah accidentally bump into miley while walking to the car. she screams out. josiah sweetly apologizes. then miley whacks him saying, "that was not ass-dent, siah!! you did on purfuss!!" (accident and purpose). she crosses her arms on her chest and scowls at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((sigh))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am so thankful for my sweet, non-dramatic little boy! maybe all boys are mellow like him, or maybe it is just that my girls are extra sassy and dramatic... either way, they are mine. and i love them all! i was spending time with jos this morning in my room when he looked at me and said, "momma, what are you gonna be when you grow up?" i smiled at him and said, "hmmm... i'm probably just gonna be a mommy!" he was shocked and said, "WHAT?!?! dat's not good! momma's don't do anyfing! they just talk alot and give spankins'!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-8872095722645805502?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/8872095722645805502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-when-i-think-that-i-have-it-all.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8872095722645805502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8872095722645805502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-when-i-think-that-i-have-it-all.html' title='just when i think that i have it all together...'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-994117652426650496</id><published>2011-07-06T14:58:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T15:47:40.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>naptimes, nana and such..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;let me start off and say that i tried to do a "photo shoot" with my sleepy head the other morning. it started off great...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626317558769137074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EQxzGQIHb8/ThSyApv6NbI/AAAAAAAAC4s/bzeP6P5CMm8/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;uh oh, my head is getting a bit heavy...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626317547925709970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P2zmtQTuceU/ThSyABWopJI/AAAAAAAAC4k/vli2ZRZYC2I/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;(yawn) i am getting sleepy..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626317530461371026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSj-DInRcko/ThSx_ASz-pI/AAAAAAAAC4U/8vyRqGSE46g/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;oh, here is my thumb!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626317528703147458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AgDbhPDLCQ0/ThSx-5vnncI/AAAAAAAAC4M/v_nenEDIO20/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;i think i will just lay here mom, wake me when you are done!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c11Tvj8Zzww/ThSyd-u3EYI/AAAAAAAAC48/S8KUwQFo7Rg/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626318062618087810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c11Tvj8Zzww/ThSyd-u3EYI/AAAAAAAAC48/S8KUwQFo7Rg/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on a different note, i also wanted to say how much we LOVE this special lady:) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626318052342880770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4HvjqbstRV8/ThSydYdD2gI/AAAAAAAAC40/VP2mqN8KA7M/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;i think it is so cool how the Lord puts people in your life for different seasons of your life, and we are so thankful for our adoptive nana!! she has blessed us in more ways than we could have ever imagined! she is super duper special and loves us *almost* as much as we love her! it baffles me that she adores our kids so much that she actually calls and asks if i have anything to do so she can come over and watch them!?!?! what a blessing!! this morning i was able to take the big two to the library and nana kept the little girls at home. miley was SO excited to be able to stay home and have all of nana's attention:) and i had a blast with these guys as we read books and ate mexican!! ((thanks nana!!!))&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626316610326052658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UunnPEKN4ew/ThSxJchdPzI/AAAAAAAAC3k/Fskd1riuWqs/s320/blog1.jpg" /&gt;while at the restaurant, i asked the kids if they were having fun. they both excitedly said yes, but then josiah said, "but, i very wish i was having a date wiff dah-ee(daddy)!" ella kate (out of nowhere) snapped back, "well, you can't have a date with daddy because he is at work! but you can have a date with a spankin'! you gotta be thankful!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while at the library, ella kate made me laugh some more! while we were browsing for books, she ran to me with these two that she picked out for me and bill. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626316618672062626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vFk7fWMY6nY/ThSxJ7nTQKI/AAAAAAAAC3s/u62lh65O2K0/s320/blog.jpg" /&gt;anyone who knows bill, knows that he is buddy the elf! this guys LOVES christmas and winter and snow and everything that comes with it! he starts the christmas countdown every year on december 26th! as a matter of fact, he rented a christmas movie on netflix just last night!! so it was obvious that the christmas tree book was for him:) my family got together and played volleyball this past weekend and ella kate immediately saw this and picked it out for me!! how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it got cuter, when she snuck away and put our books in our "spots" up on our bed when we got home:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xY9frIiuLg/ThSxLgi5I_I/AAAAAAAAC4E/243DH_SJ4AA/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626316645765555186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xY9frIiuLg/ThSxLgi5I_I/AAAAAAAAC4E/243DH_SJ4AA/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one more thing... after supper last night, i was putting the dishes in the dishwasher. ella kate hollered out to me, "momma! come here and look!! i am trashin' the kitchen floor!!" i walked over to the hallway and saw that she was sweeping:) hey, sweeping... trashing... they are all the same, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-994117652426650496?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/994117652426650496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/naptimes-nana-and-such.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/994117652426650496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/994117652426650496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/naptimes-nana-and-such.html' title='naptimes, nana and such..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EQxzGQIHb8/ThSyApv6NbI/AAAAAAAAC4s/bzeP6P5CMm8/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-1060659909483963674</id><published>2011-07-04T14:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T14:37:09.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy baby..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanted to write this down before she changes.. but at 3 1/2 months, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adalyn&lt;/span&gt; grace is still a VERY sleepy girl! she has been sleepy since the day she was born! i think i have mentioned that she sleeps 20 out of the 24 hours in a day. well, last night i laid her down at 9pm. she woke up this morning at 10am, i fed her and she went back to sleep at 10:30am. while she slept, i was cleaning and playing with the big kids. and before i knew it, i look at the clock and realize that it is 2:00pm and she is still asleep! typically i would have fed her at 1:00pm and she would have laid back down around 1:45pm and slept until her 4:00pm feeding and the cycle continues... so we are off our little schedule today, but i have no doubt that she adjust just fine! it is 2:30pm and she is already yawning again:) thank you Jesus for sweet, sleepy babies.... especially during these lazy days of summer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think josiah says it best when he says, "her's a sweepy girl!!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-1060659909483963674?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/1060659909483963674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/sleepy-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1060659909483963674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1060659909483963674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/sleepy-baby.html' title='sleepy baby..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6165357259303269999</id><published>2011-07-01T08:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T09:05:16.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>big bottoms:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my sister erin was feeding her twins the other night. they were in their carseats on the floor and erin was sitting next to them on a beach towel that was folded in half. ella kate asked if she could help, so she sat down by erin on the towel and began feeding clara. after a few minutes, ella kate said, "sissy? is your bottom SO big that there isn't enough room for me on this towel?!?" bahahaha... we love you sissy!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6165357259303269999?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6165357259303269999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-bottoms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6165357259303269999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6165357259303269999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-bottoms.html' title='big bottoms:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6368586113550230355</id><published>2011-06-30T22:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T22:52:17.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetest little guy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tonight while we were eating supper, bill had some music playing on his ipod in the background. one of javier colon's (the guy who just won the voice) songs came on and bill said to josiah, "hey buddy, i want you to sing just like this one day. ok?" jos smiled a cheesy smile and said, "no daddy (although he pronounces it like da-yeey), i wanna be wike you! i'm just gonna be a daddy!" melt.my.heart. :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624207434046107106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JS5IyAZrYp0/Tg0y3Olt7eI/AAAAAAAAC3c/J56JiCFgtPM/s320/publix.jpg" /&gt;i also wanted to add that i took the babies to "pluglix" (publix) today and before i even got in the door of the store, i had what seemed like 17 different people say, "oh, bless your heart!" or "you sure do have your hands full!" :) two people completely moved out of the doorway when we were walking in and another sweet man chased me down to give me my shopping list that i dropped in the parking lot:) it must have been senior citizen day today, too. there were sweet elderly people EVERYWHERE! josiah took it upon himself to say, "hey!!" to every old man that he saw. most of them didn't even hear him, so he started grabbing them on their rear-ends trying to get their attention. i was mortified. but they seemed to like the attention from this cute little fella, so i tried convincing myself that it made their day. we also ran back to the store tonight and he was "friendly fred" again. waving and say "hi" to EVERY.SINGLE.PERSON. i whispered to bill, "why does he feel the need to speak to everyone in the store?" josiah apparently heard me, because he answered me, "i'm saying hey because everyone wuvs me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6368586113550230355?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6368586113550230355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/sweetest-little-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6368586113550230355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6368586113550230355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/sweetest-little-guy.html' title='sweetest little guy..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JS5IyAZrYp0/Tg0y3Olt7eI/AAAAAAAAC3c/J56JiCFgtPM/s72-c/publix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4670299962881718382</id><published>2011-06-30T14:27:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T09:08:13.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>**PHOTO OVERLOAD**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought that this would be easier, but i probably should have made 5 different blog entries.. oh well!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here is miney moe... she is two years old and has been my first child to COMPLETELY fit the bill. i don't even want to speak the name "terrible twos" over her, but she definitely keeps me on my toes!! she is full of life, smiles, and giggles... but she can also get into more trouble than ella kate and josiah ever did:) on this particular day she found the band-aid box! i was busy cleaning bathrooms and she walks in all proud of herself and covered in handy manny and strawberry shortcake! "my boo-boos not hurt anymore, mommy!" i have to be honest, though. i did contemplate yanking all 17 of those band-aids of slowly and painfully to teach her a lesson, but instead i asked jesus to forgive me from my ugly thoughts and i let her sport those stylish things for a couple of days.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOqu1LrbR38/TgzLC2lyHeI/AAAAAAAAC3U/lHcu0Fl630E/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624093284553072098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOqu1LrbR38/TgzLC2lyHeI/AAAAAAAAC3U/lHcu0Fl630E/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hi mom:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gj5YxBj82d0/TgzLCmJ6qII/AAAAAAAAC3M/JAbae3msB6Y/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624093280141224066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gj5YxBj82d0/TgzLCmJ6qII/AAAAAAAAC3M/JAbae3msB6Y/s320/smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adalyn and daddy talking about their day.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624093277261592338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4sSAvv-ytU/TgzLCbbW9xI/AAAAAAAAC3E/QNnjW_4V7dY/s320/011.JPG" /&gt; and i had to throw this one in here b/c i want to remember that adalyn has won the award for the "davis baby who spits up the most!!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624093273743921298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T4b-DlrVv7E/TgzLCOUrkJI/AAAAAAAAC28/vuwGmfJFxWY/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624092639628156930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zy8jjUg7f74/TgzKdUDs4AI/AAAAAAAAC20/0mbV7yFqwvU/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624092634870963634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tf8c33C-LFQ/TgzKdCVf3bI/AAAAAAAAC2s/7JuwziKXPRE/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;and i HEART this sad face:o) 9 times out of 10, she makes this face with no sound and no tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNYE3nbKkAo/TgzKcnrK2-I/AAAAAAAAC2k/M5ObiPccpOk/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624092627714104290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNYE3nbKkAo/TgzKcnrK2-I/AAAAAAAAC2k/M5ObiPccpOk/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here are some of my sweet jos.. because i think he is the cutest little boy alive and for the fact that he doesn't get near enough camera time:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624092623574724290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUMROlX4yD4/TgzKcYQQ7sI/AAAAAAAAC2c/NWQkrEwbhfw/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624092613294329810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMBg-EAFEhw/TgzKbx9Oj9I/AAAAAAAAC2U/YBRKNIU8FXE/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624088966887319634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n9aPlyh2fxc/TgzHHiCDKFI/AAAAAAAAC2M/EHX_3N3L-o8/s320/014.JPG" /&gt; some more of miley.. who is naked because she "poopied in her pannies"... yet again! ((sigh)) she has been my hardest to potty train, too! good thing she is so stinkin' cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mf_WxU-cR38/TgzHHPEYMZI/AAAAAAAAC18/vIK27z0GF4c/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624088961796813202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mf_WxU-cR38/TgzHHPEYMZI/AAAAAAAAC18/vIK27z0GF4c/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624088951364343394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FllWQbTeXg/TgzHGoNFVmI/AAAAAAAAC10/3aZuBKc4mcQ/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;guess who is smothered... uh, i mean loved...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VcA1UJi1CmU/TgzHGNTdc1I/AAAAAAAAC1s/nQYI_g-diI4/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624088944143332178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VcA1UJi1CmU/TgzHGNTdc1I/AAAAAAAAC1s/nQYI_g-diI4/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SHE IS!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624087231702946786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V8iEgxGQM5c/TgzFih920-I/AAAAAAAAC1k/hzeVai9arFY/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;and adalyn is one patient little booger! these kids drive my bonkers when they are constantly in her face, but she just lets them do whatever they want. and occasionally she will give them a crooked smile or two:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;miley LOVES playing with her doll house. she will stay occupied with it for hours!! ( well, maybe only ONE hour, but she still loves it! ) this is how she had it set up when i walked in her room the other day. i love how everyone has a chair:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3BOJGpom7E/TgzFiEsjVoI/AAAAAAAAC1c/IQeAjLkNJhg/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624087223845738114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3BOJGpom7E/TgzFiEsjVoI/AAAAAAAAC1c/IQeAjLkNJhg/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then she wanted me to take a picture of her baby:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I31bhgJLLoM/TgzFhoKhwoI/AAAAAAAAC1U/29yxX-1w_zY/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624087216186835586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I31bhgJLLoM/TgzFhoKhwoI/AAAAAAAAC1U/29yxX-1w_zY/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bill and i took the kids to a restaurant downtown for some yummy dessert this weekend. they were in HEAVEN with the huge, delicious cakes. the girls got strawberry, bill got red velvet and and josiah got chocolate.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YV_8b0DR_Rs/TgzFhT3ETbI/AAAAAAAAC1M/jhiIvwNvhTk/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624087210736504242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YV_8b0DR_Rs/TgzFhT3ETbI/AAAAAAAAC1M/jhiIvwNvhTk/s320/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624087206742301954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HJ1VdbAa2qY/TgzFhE-xnQI/AAAAAAAAC1E/YWF2_Hh3z3Q/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624086496042151346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iih19mXpVHA/TgzE3tap7bI/AAAAAAAAC08/JIRJOCvOAaE/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624086480610196674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EXKp5koLJY/TgzE2z7Y_MI/AAAAAAAAC00/inSVEfjgF40/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624086473025659490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8xA7555Cts/TgzE2XrGImI/AAAAAAAAC0s/njaaoMjQ8b8/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;i am aware that miley has mad scientist hair in these pics, but she had just woken up from a nap and she insisted on wearing this headband. listen people, i am choosing my battles with her these days:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ea3FYUQQSz4/TgzE2IS9HfI/AAAAAAAAC0k/4XlpFLls4Ng/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624086468897873394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ea3FYUQQSz4/TgzE2IS9HfI/AAAAAAAAC0k/4XlpFLls4Ng/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624086466363031602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gYBJ04o5Chk/TgzE1-2mgDI/AAAAAAAAC0c/7dqY9pc9Yms/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624085799986578466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O2d1F9ardFU/TgzEPMaExCI/AAAAAAAAC0U/68N_rUpMJV8/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624085787311649538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-155VsncaA5s/TgzEOdMIswI/AAAAAAAAC0M/aK7vwOD0Bnw/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624085779108583858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiTq_VaY2Iw/TgzEN-oX2bI/AAAAAAAAC0E/YjScYNf7DOQ/s320/023.JPG" /&gt; is my baby seriously about to be 5 YEARS OLD this summer?? geez.. it goes by so fast!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--fP6CB_SW1g/TgzENDqHKyI/AAAAAAAACz0/I7LtTyC3Ao4/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624085763278187298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--fP6CB_SW1g/TgzENDqHKyI/AAAAAAAACz0/I7LtTyC3Ao4/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i am so blesssed!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2vM9-Rlj9k/TgzAlzjaKSI/AAAAAAAACzs/Ya06M-tEzTY/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624081790405323042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2vM9-Rlj9k/TgzAlzjaKSI/AAAAAAAACzs/Ya06M-tEzTY/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624081786365112866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u0m1nD_wBiQ/TgzAlkgJciI/AAAAAAAACzk/AO90haCGK4Y/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;buddies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZuOPDjrm4U/TgzAk52SL5I/AAAAAAAACzc/g5YmOZ6x-Yg/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624081774915235730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZuOPDjrm4U/TgzAk52SL5I/AAAAAAAACzc/g5YmOZ6x-Yg/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and i will leave you with this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;miley is supposed to be napping so i peek in to check on her and see this..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUJdYZA31I4/TgzAkikPQAI/AAAAAAAACzU/R5-kOoUsFCI/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624081768665530370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUJdYZA31I4/TgzAkikPQAI/AAAAAAAACzU/R5-kOoUsFCI/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she has crawled up into ella kate's bed, found a random hat and is playing with her barbies. ((sigh))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cndfpl0TIX4/TgzAkCVM7cI/AAAAAAAACzM/QD3hLnSUz80/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624081760012529090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cndfpl0TIX4/TgzAkCVM7cI/AAAAAAAACzM/QD3hLnSUz80/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4670299962881718382?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4670299962881718382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/photo-overload.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4670299962881718382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4670299962881718382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/photo-overload.html' title='**PHOTO OVERLOAD**'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOqu1LrbR38/TgzLC2lyHeI/AAAAAAAAC3U/lHcu0Fl630E/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6883046606035855548</id><published>2011-06-15T13:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:19:20.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>army cars and bad guys..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the way home from vbs this afternoon, we saw a train of military vehicles driving down the road. the kids got excited and immediately wanted to know what they were. i told them that i thought they were army cars. ella kate then asked me what did army people do. i honestly had no clue what/how to explain this to my 4, 3 and 2 year old. so i said the first thing that popped into my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me:"ummm, they are here to keep us safe and protect us from the bad guys." ?!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ek: "huh?? you mean there are bad guys in this world?!?" such sweet innocence.. i love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: "yes.. there are bad guys everywhere!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ek: "well, what are there names?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: "uhhh, i am not really sure what there names are."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ek: "ohhh.... i know a bad guy!! and his name is....... barabbas!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: (trying not to laugh) "yep! barabbas was a bad guy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ek: "and i know another bad guy, too! ...... the grinch!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6883046606035855548?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6883046606035855548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/army-cars-and-bad-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6883046606035855548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6883046606035855548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/army-cars-and-bad-guys.html' title='army cars and bad guys..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-7991888428722994573</id><published>2011-06-14T20:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:09:03.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>date night with miney moe:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;last night, ella kate and josiah went to a sleepover with some sweet friends. (thanks jenny!!) although miley was a bit bummed about not being able to go to "klaitlyn and nafan's", we ended up having THE best night with her! miley doesn't get to spend much time one on one time with anyone, so she definitely got the royal treatment last night:) bill and i took her and adalyn to the mall to walk around. she LOVED throwing pennies in all of the fountains and could have sat there and watched the "boo-ful fountain" (beautiful) all night. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618245297266709266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4M29t8qhHCU/TfgEVMSXUxI/AAAAAAAACzE/Z1yi1gRqqss/s320/miney.jpg" /&gt;the 3 of us then shared some chinese food and she got her very own drink from razzberry cool! she thought she was hot stuff:) after we ate, we walked around some until miley spotted the mechanical rides. she begged and begged to ride the horse and train, and several people around us were cracking up as she yelled, "get up horthy!! get up!!" (gitty up, horsey!) followed by a "weeee hi!!" (yeehaw) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618245291805673378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CoIAGyKR_M/TfgEU38Wh6I/AAAAAAAACy8/DESyLpwnh20/s320/miney1.jpg" /&gt;she is quite possibly the CUTEST 2 year old on the planet!! we love our miney moe!! although i do think bill is ready for her pea size bladder to get a bit bigger. we were at the mall for about an hour and we went to the potty 4 times:) when we left the mall, we decided to swing by starbucks. i had a giftcard, so we shared a frappuccino and she picked out a pink cake pop. she said it was "so nummy!" (yummy) and after another potty break, we headed home:) i am so thankful for this precious girl, and even more thankful that we got some sweet, special time with her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-7991888428722994573?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/7991888428722994573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/date-night-with-miney-moe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7991888428722994573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7991888428722994573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/date-night-with-miney-moe.html' title='date night with miney moe:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4M29t8qhHCU/TfgEVMSXUxI/AAAAAAAACzE/Z1yi1gRqqss/s72-c/miney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-3464911717461456092</id><published>2011-06-11T14:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T15:23:05.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>little momma's, nonsense and such...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KxaIDm7woY0/TfO7G5N23AI/AAAAAAAACyk/5Npct-po7T8/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617038887373691906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KxaIDm7woY0/TfO7G5N23AI/AAAAAAAACyk/5Npct-po7T8/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gahh.... have i mentioned that i am totally smitten with this baby?? it is hard to believe that she is 12 weeks old! time flies when you are having fun:) she still makes us work hard for those sweet smiles but when you are lucky enough to get one, it will no doubt make your day!! adalyn is such an easy and content baby. doesn't require much at all:) she is such a good sleeper/napper! she and josiah have this in common. she probably sleeps 20 out of 24 hours a day. 12 of them being at night!!! twice this week i had to wake her up after 13 hours of her being asleep... and i only did this because i was in pain:) she also has found her thumb a few times and goes to town sucking on it... super sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kzLYWWVW_oA/TfO7Fr1stZI/AAAAAAAACyc/lOjEcRDSlPM/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617038866602833298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kzLYWWVW_oA/TfO7Fr1stZI/AAAAAAAACyc/lOjEcRDSlPM/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our sweet adopted nana lives down the street and she watched adalyn for me one morning so i could run to the grocery store with just my big kids. i had forgotten how easy it is to only take 3 to the store, as opposed to 4:) even though the baby is super easy when we go places, it was still nice not having to lug the carrier around, or even getting the kangaroo pouch out to wear her. we just ran in and ran out.. easy peasy:) as soon as we drove off from nana's, josiah said "momma, i very miss our baby! can we pwease hurry!!" how sweet! he ADORES that girl! then when i was loading up the groceries into the car, his "very" talk continues.. "momma, can we PWEASE go to target? i very wuv target!!" :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617038861126900082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCgyFsHK9EE/TfO7FXcImXI/AAAAAAAACyU/NKmGmO-qmCk/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;i was in the kitchen this morning making breakfast and i could hear all 3 kids playing in the girl's room. miley was whining about something and jos said, "miley! are you whining? whining won't getchoo nuffin!!" then ella kate chimed in, "yeah miley.. you know what all of this whining tells me?? it tells me that you need a nap!!" hehe... i have got a bunch of little momma's round here:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617038823067672610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_rvX0iJ6FbY/TfO7DJqG4CI/AAAAAAAACyM/nEf5QqojSvM/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;and speaking of a little momma... ella kate walked by our den and saw a few dominoes scattered all over the floor. she hollers out, "josiah!! miley!! get in here and clean all of this nonsense up!!" i laughed as i saw them both come in, say "yes, ma'am" to her and start cleaning:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617038816663781026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zswJTDa_Fdk/TfO7CxzTPqI/AAAAAAAACyE/lcMidYPuaVw/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-3464911717461456092?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/3464911717461456092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-mommas-nonsense-and-such.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3464911717461456092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3464911717461456092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-mommas-nonsense-and-such.html' title='little momma&apos;s, nonsense and such...'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KxaIDm7woY0/TfO7G5N23AI/AAAAAAAACyk/5Npct-po7T8/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-668920883364196059</id><published>2011-06-08T14:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T14:45:37.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pool talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adalyn&lt;/span&gt; was napping the morning away today, i decided to hop in our kiddie pool with the other kids. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miley&lt;/span&gt; was playing with some barbies while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt; made a boat with some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tupperware&lt;/span&gt; to float her princesses and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;josiah&lt;/span&gt; was busy shooting everyone with his water guns. i was leaning back, relaxing with my eyes shut when i heard &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;josiah&lt;/span&gt; say, "l-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt;, can i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pwease&lt;/span&gt; have a turn? i very don't have a boat!" to which &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt; responded, "well sure... if you can ask me with a very not whining voice!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what in the world?? what is up with this "very" talk!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-668920883364196059?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/668920883364196059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/pool-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/668920883364196059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/668920883364196059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/pool-talk.html' title='pool talk'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-7107875984644692309</id><published>2011-06-07T15:25:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:20:53.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we're back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;we just came back from a week long vacation at fripp island with my family!! we had a blast!! ella kate has mastered swimming (all by herself) and can swim perfectly as long as she wears her magic goggles (face mask!!) josiah is a pro at jumping the waves, and miley is the bravest little booger when it comes to deep water and big waves! she gets knocked down and goes under, only to pop right back up, smile and do it again:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;many sandcastles were built, pretty sea shells were found, new friends were made, 'blueberries' (deer poop!) were picked off the ground, lots of deer were fed, many alligators were watched, golf carts were ridden daily, kites were flown, masterpieces were drawn with sidewalk chalk, ice cream sandwiches and popsicles were devoured, beds were shared with cousins, skin was sun kissed, hair was braided, hands were held, laps were full, mexican train was played every night, laughs were shared, stories were told, giggles were heard, MEMORIES WERE MADE:) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615564474092579746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lz37KkJjrpQ/Te5-IvuXa6I/AAAAAAAACxE/dIoyYHHtZ0A/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7geist6EHjI/Te6AQCJhyEI/AAAAAAAACxM/ISDdQSjb1T4/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615566798320683074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7geist6EHjI/Te6AQCJhyEI/AAAAAAAACxM/ISDdQSjb1T4/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615564469346890370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lw4KqsPDoj0/Te5-IeC58oI/AAAAAAAACw8/xhnQ-iTQJe0/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615564452940983810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZcTlUs9QOQ/Te5-Hg7brgI/AAAAAAAACw0/hM-ofT74OpI/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615564450951886866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVrGiXDDJ8o/Te5-HZhMeBI/AAAAAAAACws/VZil4G3vtQ0/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615563492428648370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lNH3D8NqEG4/Te59Pmvcj7I/AAAAAAAACwk/vo0I14kq3_A/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615563484138807090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URSMGDehRqc/Te59PH2_nzI/AAAAAAAACwc/qErlm11ehck/s320/125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615563475440460610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtvSgkMrzrc/Te59OndJY0I/AAAAAAAACwU/lrQeCU4S98c/s320/120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is no secret that cooking isn't my strong suit!! i try and try, but 9 times out of 10, i fail:(&lt;br /&gt;while we were at the beach my sister erin (sissy) and i would cook every night, or really she would cook and i would watch:) well, last night while we were eating supper, ella kate looked at me across the table and said, "i sure do wish you were sissy!" i looked at her and said, "oh yeah? you wish sissy was your mommy?" she smiled and looked at her plate and said, "i mean, i still think you are pretty! but........ sissy can REALLY cook GOOD!!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of my kids LOVE adalyn!! i mean, really.. they adore her to pieces!!! but, josiah with his sensitive, tender little self has a special bond with the baby:) he is constantly telling me, "momma, i didn't get to kiss the baby yet!" then he hovers.. uh, i mean kisses her all over her sweet little face:) and he does this every 30 minutes or so! it drives me bonkers and i feel like i am constantly saying to him, "kiss and get out, buddy! kiss and get out!" but he genuinely LOVES adalyn and it really is sweet:) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615563430656855330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7uWx1W1u5w/Te59MAn5zSI/AAAAAAAACwM/qaCvy_WrjfM/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;this sweet thing REALLY makes me work hard for her smiles:) she and ella kate are similar in this area. jos and miley would just give there smiles away to any and everyone who glanced there way. and although, ek was just as happy and content, she and adalyn aren't as generous with their smiles:) this morning she wouldn't eat b/c she wouldn't quit smiling at me, so i grab my camera and all i get is this..... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615563423682021586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5CTG97VrJuw/Te59Lmo-SNI/AAAAAAAACwE/V3szpWlbM9w/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sigh)... oh well! maybe this "hard to get" attitude will serve her well in the future:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-7107875984644692309?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/7107875984644692309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/were-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7107875984644692309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7107875984644692309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/06/were-back.html' title='we&apos;re back!!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lz37KkJjrpQ/Te5-IvuXa6I/AAAAAAAACxE/dIoyYHHtZ0A/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2482009636771345008</id><published>2011-05-21T11:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T11:55:56.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stepmudders, donuts and sass!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just walked into the girl's bedroom and heard josiah telling them a "ghost story about mean stepmudders". i don't have a clue where they get this stuff from! but now, as i type this, miley is the "stepmudder" who is chasing ella kate and josiah around the house while all 3 are screaming and laughing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;also.. last night i was bathing the baby while bill was outside eating krispy kreme doughnuts with the other kids. josiah came upstairs to use the bathroom and told me, "momma, can you huwwy (hurry) and wipe me before da girls(meaning ek and miley) eat all da doughnuts!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after bath time, i was feeding adalyn and bill was trying to braid ella kate's hair. apparently it wasn't the way that she wanted it to be because she said, "uhh... dad? i know you are getting old and maybe you just can see that good anymore. or.... maybe, you just can't remember how to do it!" :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at this sweet bundle of CUTE-NESS!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPbhyxSZ7R0/TdfeIeujTeI/AAAAAAAACv4/KqihiGH-qhI/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609196098181877218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPbhyxSZ7R0/TdfeIeujTeI/AAAAAAAACv4/KqihiGH-qhI/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; smiling at miney moe:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nmhYgFXvGb4/TdfeH91qrNI/AAAAAAAACvw/F316KwyFkI4/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609196089353350354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nmhYgFXvGb4/TdfeH91qrNI/AAAAAAAACvw/F316KwyFkI4/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this, my friends, is an everyday occurance! my sassafrass lives a hard life:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609196084821601602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GQqpSE6s4M/TdfeHs9NrUI/AAAAAAAACvo/9GKcThK8Zz8/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;and one more pic of my growing baby girl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZWT32p9RCM/TdfeHPVKvkI/AAAAAAAACvg/lsgNTm9vtvE/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609196076869008962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZWT32p9RCM/TdfeHPVKvkI/AAAAAAAACvg/lsgNTm9vtvE/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2482009636771345008?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2482009636771345008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/stepmudders-donuts-and-sass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2482009636771345008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2482009636771345008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/stepmudders-donuts-and-sass.html' title='stepmudders, donuts and sass!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPbhyxSZ7R0/TdfeIeujTeI/AAAAAAAACv4/KqihiGH-qhI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-8996951259780367099</id><published>2011-05-19T22:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T22:51:44.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mimi is OLD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes grandma's can make kids a little hyper... especially their name is ella kate! we have asked her over and over again to settle down some whenever she is around the grandparents. for some reason she is wanting to pull on, jump on and tackle them (in love). well, today was no different! my mom was sitting on the floor and ella kate was behind her, hanging on her neck. i gave ella kate the 'look' and said, "ella kate, what have i told you about mimi??" she said, "what?!? that she is getting really, really old??" bahaha!!! i smiled and said, "yes! she is getting old and when you hang on her like that, you could hurt her!!" my mom looked at me with a pouty face, so i reminded her that she didn't want them to climb and be rough... right??? she chimed in and said, "right! because i might break!" then, ella kate felt the need to say, "yeah!! you might DIE!!!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;also.. we got a treadmill recently and the kids LOVE to run on it. josiah can actually sprint on that thing!! it is hilarious! he can get those little legs just a going:) miley told me today that she wanted to "eppersize" on it. (exercise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and who can resist this sweet, smiley face?? i can't believe she is 2 months already!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg1FGeYE5fU/TdXTfxI8AaI/AAAAAAAACvE/g2ZeynEUVls/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608621453680050594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg1FGeYE5fU/TdXTfxI8AaI/AAAAAAAACvE/g2ZeynEUVls/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here are my other cuties today! excuse miley's wad of gum:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKMEhX0mcuQ/TdXTfurlt8I/AAAAAAAACu8/g4yNiiFaiGo/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608621453020084162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKMEhX0mcuQ/TdXTfurlt8I/AAAAAAAACu8/g4yNiiFaiGo/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-8996951259780367099?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/8996951259780367099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/mimi-is-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8996951259780367099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8996951259780367099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/mimi-is-old.html' title='mimi is OLD!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg1FGeYE5fU/TdXTfxI8AaI/AAAAAAAACvE/g2ZeynEUVls/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-3571419288175094384</id><published>2011-05-18T13:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T13:38:19.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>painted finger-toes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my girls and i just painted our "finger-toes" today. (that is what miley and josiah call fingernails/toenails:) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ek had been begging me for the past few days to paint her's and the baby's. somehow the color red was chosen (after i denied green and purple polish), so poor adalyn's toes look like they are bleeding!! oh well, it was a memory made and ella kate and miley had a blast helping me paint those chubby piggies!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dnIgvNrR_W8/TdQCUG_E7kI/AAAAAAAACuo/50dcA-YhmKs/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608109980478926402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dnIgvNrR_W8/TdQCUG_E7kI/AAAAAAAACuo/50dcA-YhmKs/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCqdvDzlTf8/TdQCT7cV8_I/AAAAAAAACug/TAoOouCY9yU/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608109977380451314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCqdvDzlTf8/TdQCT7cV8_I/AAAAAAAACug/TAoOouCY9yU/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-3571419288175094384?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/3571419288175094384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/painted-finger-toes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3571419288175094384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3571419288175094384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/painted-finger-toes.html' title='painted finger-toes!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dnIgvNrR_W8/TdQCUG_E7kI/AAAAAAAACuo/50dcA-YhmKs/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-7760666485094670343</id><published>2011-05-16T16:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T20:24:17.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at this chubby cutie!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6RR7P3fJ_4/TdMNlGXIUgI/AAAAAAAACuY/zMycO6BNLR0/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607840892020347394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6RR7P3fJ_4/TdMNlGXIUgI/AAAAAAAACuY/zMycO6BNLR0/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sweet sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SzjS33zSWP8/TdMNk9gUqgI/AAAAAAAACuQ/SNMQWhab52A/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607840889642985986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SzjS33zSWP8/TdMNk9gUqgI/AAAAAAAACuQ/SNMQWhab52A/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cheese!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607840883937234274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtIl1DCnsUk/TdMNkoP9zWI/AAAAAAAACuI/pt_AFrNhH60/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone loves a fake smile:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607840883015850834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdUbWRiW5gw/TdMNkk0Sm1I/AAAAAAAACuA/NcjMOJibVjs/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607840881363408578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p2us4itq9I8/TdMNkeqUVsI/AAAAAAAACt4/yfgOTNYwMvE/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607839913405119634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HHuajUDAV04/TdMMsIvE_JI/AAAAAAAACtw/ItFWu-kwSog/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607839910340498370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtLbR3IEw_E/TdMMr9Uak8I/AAAAAAAACto/LsJ_z_2DDJQ/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;note to self: corndogs are not the best choice of food for a picnic&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607839905325817458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVu4hhjG_k8/TdMMrqo0nnI/AAAAAAAACtg/IJkCViFNZ50/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uubH4vfJjLE/TdMMrVSfeFI/AAAAAAAACtY/uJCFYyzScks/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607839899595012178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uubH4vfJjLE/TdMMrVSfeFI/AAAAAAAACtY/uJCFYyzScks/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh, and did i mention that my baby girl graduated k-4?? geez... time flies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjj1bwO1yy0/TdMMrDPPJwI/AAAAAAAACtQ/3p5J_AQNsOA/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607839894749521666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjj1bwO1yy0/TdMMrDPPJwI/AAAAAAAACtQ/3p5J_AQNsOA/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i also wanted to share a few funny bits:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;josiah was crawling up to the top bunk which is now ella kate's bed. she wasn't happy about it so she said, "get off my bed, siah! my doll is up there and she does NOT like boys!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;josiah has a new saying which was so cute at first, but now is getting on my nerves! when he is trying to get our attention whether it is to ask us something, or wipe his hiney he now LOUDLY says, "pssst!!" he does it until we acknowledge him or look his way, then he proceeds with what he was wanting to tell us:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on mother's day ella kate looked at me sweetly and said, "momma, i don't think you are mean at all! i think you are as sweet as a unicorn!" which was sweet to me, because ella kate loves unicorns! then miley chipped in, "momma i fink you a HIPPO!!" now, i am sure she meant that as sweet as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6RR7P3fJ_4/TdMNlGXIUgI/AAAAAAAACuY/zMycO6BNLR0/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2529264050834774671</id><published>2011-05-13T22:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:19:02.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just a few special traits..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is no secret that bill and i are CRAZY about our kids! we think that they are quite possibly the cutest and sweetest kids around:) but when i sit and think about them, i realize how they are each so unique and special. so instead of focusing on their obvious qualities or characteristics (talkative, whiny, dramatic... you know!) or even focusing on some of the negative ones, bill and i thought of some special traits that God has blessed them with at their ages now. i know that as they grow up, they may change some but they might end up being the exact same. so here are a few words that come to mind when bill and i think about our sweet babies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ellakate at age 4: helper, protector, thoughtful, artistic, giving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;josiah at age 3: tender, loving, simple, quiet, smart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miley at age 2: sassy, fun, animated, entertainer, cuddly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adalyn at age 7 weeks: easy, content, sleepy, kissable, snuggly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398291466788962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnbHwwpD318/Tc3tisg8IGI/AAAAAAAACsQ/uff3lUyHxrw/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;look who is smiling now...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606400081041914546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCYPCe3Sbus/Tc3vK3M5erI/AAAAAAAACss/TAyjhiGeSRU/s320/2011-05-05.jpg" /&gt;how fun is this?? here are my babies at 7 weeks old:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398299248428242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OwR9677t1PE/Tc3tjJgOhNI/AAAAAAAACsY/MzZgVFcR-14/s320/2011-04-21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2529264050834774671?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2529264050834774671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-few-special-traits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2529264050834774671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2529264050834774671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-few-special-traits.html' title='just a few special traits..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnbHwwpD318/Tc3tisg8IGI/AAAAAAAACsQ/uff3lUyHxrw/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4730617576287182645</id><published>2011-05-04T22:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T22:14:10.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet 'siah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7UjUcS9PlKI/TcIGTadTLuI/AAAAAAAACqg/1lNP0jCTvVA/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603047816991813346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7UjUcS9PlKI/TcIGTadTLuI/AAAAAAAACqg/1lNP0jCTvVA/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i asked miley and josiah if they were enjoying their popsicles today. miley looked at her red one and said, "nummy! mine's straw-bee shotcake" (strawberry shortcake) josiah looked at his green popsicle and said, "mine's de-wicious!! it tastes wike PEAS!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apparently he couldn't think of a more appetizing green food:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i walked by his room this afternoon to see him sitting on the floor playing the game 'pretty pretty princess'. his back was towards me, so i stood their and watched him for a minute. he was wearing the crown and already had on the necklace, bracelet and ring. i smiled when i saw him flick the spinner and say, "yay!! i get my earrings now!!" bahaha... have i mentioned that this sweet thing needs a brother?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4730617576287182645?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4730617576287182645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/sweet-siah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4730617576287182645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4730617576287182645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/sweet-siah.html' title='sweet &apos;siah..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7UjUcS9PlKI/TcIGTadTLuI/AAAAAAAACqg/1lNP0jCTvVA/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4562472681662131061</id><published>2011-05-03T15:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T15:53:22.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>our cute baby..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the other day, ella kate was holding adalyn (while sitting on the couch!). i was sitting there beside her, watching her lovingly stare at her baby sister when she said, "momma, our baby is so cute! i could eat her for lunch!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4562472681662131061?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4562472681662131061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/our-cute-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4562472681662131061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4562472681662131061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/05/our-cute-baby.html' title='our cute baby..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-7521735769517241769</id><published>2011-04-30T20:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T15:23:55.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;look who is 6 weeks old and just as sweet as can be:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adalyn weighed in today at 11lb 8oz. she is a growing, healthy girl!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she also smiled for the first time yesterday!! granted, it was at her aunt jenna (not me!!) and i didn't get a picture, but i DID witness it and it was the sweetest thing you ever saw:) she has smiled before in her sleep or gazing off in the distance, but this was the first time that she knew what she was doing! precious!! i love moments like that! we tried and tried to get her to do again, but she was holding out on us:) she also is sleeping 7-8 hours at night!! hallelujah!! i think these bags that i have had under my eyes for months now might be going away!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcXJPUS7RQk/Tb7-nnAulRI/AAAAAAAACqE/wAFY-ziL4C8/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602194942935864594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcXJPUS7RQk/Tb7-nnAulRI/AAAAAAAACqE/wAFY-ziL4C8/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josiah still loves kissing adalyn and gets tickled when her hand rubs across him or she grabs a hold of his finger. he LOVES it and squeals with delight:) this weekend he walked up to her, got in her face and with a sweet high pitched little voice, he said, "hey dair, my little sugarplum princess!" sweet.. but seriously, this kid NEEDS a brother:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in the kitchen making supper when miley snuck up behind me. i didn't see her there, so i stepped on her foot when i turned to open up the fridge for something. i bent down and told her i was sorry but she scowled at me and with her arms crossed over her chest she said, "hey! you did that on perfess!!!" (purpose) so apparently forgiveness and graciousness aren't her strong suits! we're working on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella kate was a bit grumpy this weekend. well, i guess i wouldn't say grumpy, but she was down and kinda complained a lot. she reminded me a lot like the donkey from winnie the pooh. i can not even try to spell his name but it sounds like "E-OR!" ha:) anywho... whenever she would complain about something or be negative towards her siblings, i would lovingly call her a "rain cloud". i really was trying to encourage her to be our happy little sunshine or my sweet little rainbow, but she was having a hard day and it was just too hard for her to be sweet! apparently her attitude rubbed off on her daddy. while i was bathing the babies, bill was trying to finish up supper and got a little stressed out with everything that was going on. ella kate and i were trying to make him laugh to cheer him up, but instead he got irritated with us and went back to the kitchen. ella kate looked at me and without skipping a beat, she said "daddy's a storm!!" bahahaha... i thought i was going to wet my pants:) she has great comedic timing.. and it went along perfect with our weather analogies!! daddy was a storm but as soon as he heard what she said, he couldn't help but laugh too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-7521735769517241769?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/7521735769517241769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/look-who-is-6-weeks-old-and-just-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7521735769517241769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7521735769517241769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/look-who-is-6-weeks-old-and-just-as.html' title=''/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcXJPUS7RQk/Tb7-nnAulRI/AAAAAAAACqE/wAFY-ziL4C8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-1946844263111399033</id><published>2011-04-27T14:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:51:26.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tv, bubbles and sweet faces:o)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;have you ever been in the other room when you hear one of your kids screaming? well, it seems as though at least one of my kids cries or screams every hour.. uh, i mean everyday:) so when i heard josiah crying yesterday afternoon, i didn't rush to him and instead i waited for him to come to me. but... he never came. ella kate did and nervously shouted, "momma! come here!! josiah has a tv stuck around his head!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what in the world?? i stopped folding the clothes on my bed and went into his room and found this....&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ58qnnLXN8/TbhhZRKAdjI/AAAAAAAACpU/w9S80-werzM/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600333223365211698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ58qnnLXN8/TbhhZRKAdjI/AAAAAAAACpU/w9S80-werzM/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the "tv" was actually just an extra monitor for the portable dvd player that we used to have in the car. i don't know where josiah found it or what possessed him to strap it around his head, but once i got it off, all was well with the world:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600333221337919906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRnz7wp_sFY/TbhhZJmqcaI/AAAAAAAACpM/Z-Fk-C-_opM/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;until "miss thing" wanted to wear the "tv" as a belt and have her picture taken, too! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600333214963479778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ONjGHiZomwI/TbhhYx24NOI/AAAAAAAACpE/mAT4hlUB21Q/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;we have so many bubbles at our house right now, so while bill was doing yard work last night, the babies and i blew bubbles and decorated our front porch with sidewalk chalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600332788626665794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6q09G7NDSU/Tbhg_9oQsUI/AAAAAAAACo8/2Nr1G4MIkH4/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600332781338211922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-An_aWp7Isx0/Tbhg_iejtlI/AAAAAAAACo0/DrbOFVLZGRI/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600335783301439634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zc6xsQy7sI/TbhjuRqXYJI/AAAAAAAACpc/Dhtz4lg2ZL4/s320/021.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600332774925012178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLgbxv4vmzU/Tbhg_KliDNI/AAAAAAAACok/ntsIuaA7wM0/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;i could look at this sweet squishy face all day:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600332768166260530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P8RGHw37nG4/Tbhg-xaHrzI/AAAAAAAACoc/qjghMHJdS1k/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600331930288998690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpj03w3-qFM/TbhgOAEnSSI/AAAAAAAACoU/agvkqYID6Rg/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;these are miley's first braids, so i took a pic:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600331922446377874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1onhiAwqlQ/TbhgNi2yY5I/AAAAAAAACoM/EgqL8PIR3xA/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;movie night watching the veggie tales esther&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600331918067384226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P3n52LtY1t0/TbhgNSiwP6I/AAAAAAAACoE/yI18ZI0L2CY/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;i love how newborns make this face:) ella kate told me, "momma, i think adalyn grace is trying to whistle! but... i don't here anything!" :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600331916869060946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k8umjUIBWd0/TbhgNOFDSVI/AAAAAAAACn8/jSiBVLukxqA/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600331912867388498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLkBIBEjTx4/TbhgM_K-nFI/AAAAAAAACn0/w0bGI57ElU4/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh, and did i ever metion that when adalyn was 5 days old, ella kate asked me when our 'other' baby was going to come out of my belly because my belly was STILL SO BIG!! sweet, huh?? time to put away the girl scout cookies and start doing some cruches:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-1946844263111399033?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/1946844263111399033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/tv-bubbles-and-sweet-faceso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1946844263111399033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1946844263111399033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/tv-bubbles-and-sweet-faceso.html' title='tv, bubbles and sweet faces:o)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ58qnnLXN8/TbhhZRKAdjI/AAAAAAAACpU/w9S80-werzM/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-1142497906037062907</id><published>2011-04-26T14:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T15:56:48.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ever had one of those days??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;woke up to a hungry adalyn.. looked at the clock: 6am. yay! she slept through the night again. i've missed her and get excited to go and see her:) i stumble into her room to feed her. pick her up and kiss her sweet, grunty little self and settle into the glider. while i am rocking her, i look at her and am just SO thankful. i love this baby. i love ALL of my babies.. what blessings they are. i burp her, change her diaper and lay her back down. walk into my bathroom and took a glance at myself and see that one of my eyes is really red.. almost bloodshot. could it be pink eye? it doesn't itch or hurt, so i crawl back into bed. what seems like minutes later, bill wakes up and showers, then kisses me goodbye. the other babies are still sleeping so i get up and start getting myself ready. my eye is looking less red and more pink... still no other symptoms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by this time, josiah and ella kate are awake and playing in their room. i go downstairs and lay out their clothes for them to wear. i go into the kitchen to fix them something to drink. while i open the fridge, i realize that i forgot to make their lunches for mother's day out last night. ((sigh)) i stand in the doorway of the refrigerator hoping that something will pop out at me and asked to be packed in ella kate's lunch. she still needs to eat "soft" foods and we are running out of options.... and she is getting tired of eating the same things everyday. i throw a few things together and go to put them in the proper lunch boxes, but i can't find miley's lunch box anywhere. i look and look and then see the clock and realize that she will just have to have her lunch in a gallon size ziplock baggie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i get miley up and change her. she doesn't want to wear what i picked out, but it will have to do. we are running late. it is time for me to wake up adalyn and feed her again. half an hour and 2 changes of clothes later (for myself and the baby), we are finished. she always seems to spit up at the most convenient times:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i call my big girls upstairs to fix their hair, then we all head out the door to school. jos sees a cicada and freaks out. then miley freaks out and ella kate wants to freak out. i tell them to run fast and don't look down. the first one to the van is the winner! jos wins but is still crying over the dumb bug. after 2 threats and a pop on the leg (for miley) we are all buckled in our seats and driving down the road. i remember that i didn't give ella kate her pain medicine (for her tonsils) this morning, nor do i have it for school so we turn back around to the house so i can get it. school is about 20-25 minutes away and we are already pushing it. oh well, they can start without us. medicine is given, more tears were shed (ek HATES that stuff!), passy was put back into the baby's mouth and we were on the road, yet again. ella kate is telling me how she is so hungry, then it dawns on me that i NEVER FED THEM BREAKFAST!! what kind of mom am i?? granted i had a baby a few weeks ago, and i am still trying to get the hang of getting 4 little ones dressed and ready, nurse the baby and get myself presentable all so we can leave the house by 9am.... but STILL... i have to feed my kids!! i keep driving... no way am i about to turn the car around again, so i start thinking of cheap, soft and non-messy breakfast foods that they can all eat and can be found through a drive-thru. i pull into duncan donuts and get them some munchkins. they are LOVING it:) what a treat... on a school day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we manage to catch every red light in town, but arrive at school only 8 minutes late! we all unload with 3 little book bags, 2 lunch boxes, a gallon size ziplock baggie:), medicine and a huge hospital cup full of gatorade. as we go inside i see other little kids in their pj's. oh no... today was miley's pajama party and i totally forgot:( oh well, maybe she wont notice that she is the only one in her class wearing normal clothes. i walk her to her class then see another cute little kid in her pj's with her show and tell item. ((sigh)) it was also show and tell today and i didn't bring anything for miley:( by this time i feeling like the world's worst mom... miley only has school 2 days a week... you'd think i would be able to remember this stuff! but no.. i can't. she walks into her class and starts bossing a little boy around:) (that's my girl!!) i walk jos to his class, while ek walks down to hers. after i kiss jos bye, i walk down to ek's class to kiss her good bye. i tell her teachers that her pain medicine makes her act a little off.... so to be forewarned:) my mom works at the preschool and she is the one who gives ella kate her meds. i am supposed to remind her and tell her the time to give them today, but guess what.... I FORGOT! i didn't realize it until i was driving down the road, so i call the office to ask them to tell my mom for me, but no one answered. so i texted ella kate's teacher and asked if she would relay the message (thanks mrs. tk!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since i only had adalyn for the morning, i decided that a stroll around target and babies r us would be nice. i had a giftcard to spend, but nothing caught my eye. i figured a frappuccino from starbucks would brighten my mood, so after aimlessly walking around target, i got me a drink and headed back to the car. i put the drink on top of the van so i could put the baby in her carseat. i managed to keep her asleep while i buckled her back in, so i quietly got in the drivers seat and drove off. unwrapped my straw to put in my drink, but ((sigh)) i left it on top off the car when i drove off. i sickened me to think of letting $5 melt and waste away in the parking lot, so i turned the car around, wiped the asphalt and dirt off of my frappuccino that was laying in the middle of the parking lot, put my straw in it and went along my merry way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went to my sisters house to hang out and get some clothes for adalyn that her girls weren't going to wear. i plop myself on the couch and begin nursing adalyn when i get a call from ella kate's teacher saying that her mouth is hurting and she wants me to pick her up. i call bill and see if he could leave work and get her for me, b/c i have to feed the baby. he doesn't answer, so i tell her sweet teacher that i will come as soon as i get done. a few minutes later, i get a text saying that ek is feeling better and now wants to stay until carline:) thank you jesus!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((sigh)) ... and it is only 11am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-1142497906037062907?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/1142497906037062907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/ever-had-one-of-those-days.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1142497906037062907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1142497906037062907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/ever-had-one-of-those-days.html' title='ever had one of those days??'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-2600198542677672957</id><published>2011-04-25T14:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:15:59.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>batman and drama queen..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;do you see this cute thing right here??? this is my neice, eve. she and miley are 8 weeks apart and i can already tell that they are going to be trouble when they get older. eve has taught miley a few things and one of them happens to be the word - never. you see.. eve LOVES barbie movies and i have heard her quote a few lines from them.. so i am not sure if she learned this from barbie or what.... but my sassy pants miley loves to say it. just this week, she and josiah were watching tv when miley turns the tv off. josiah said, "hey! miley turn it back on! i was watchin' that!" miley cuts her eyes at her brother and says, "nevahhhhh!" (never) thanks eve:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yxdHu-kSrQw/TbXFjfnHp0I/AAAAAAAACng/2ZkoTONj5I0/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598925276751682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yxdHu-kSrQw/TbXFjfnHp0I/AAAAAAAACng/2ZkoTONj5I0/s320/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; josiah found this batman costume which was handed down to us from a friend and is entirely too small. (as you can see) but jos loves to wear it and he loves to look behind him as he is running and watch his cape fly through the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GN8E7xPD7U/TbXFim-j6rI/AAAAAAAACnY/4QDbCgUlP-8/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598910074251954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GN8E7xPD7U/TbXFim-j6rI/AAAAAAAACnY/4QDbCgUlP-8/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; however, the poor little guy isn't the most coordinated superhero. while he is looking behind him at his cape, he has managed to run smack into the fire place, trip over some dancing shoes, take out his little sister and plow into the arm of the couch.:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598906275568466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YTUFaMNgbxo/TbXFiY04m1I/AAAAAAAACnQ/FrqUEKnNWhc/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;this is what i got when i asked miley to smile for me..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598899544846322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp6_h9Fq47w/TbXFh_wJ7_I/AAAAAAAACnI/nbRnDWHR8yc/s320/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598894541448130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFE6GttMTyM/TbXFhtHQI8I/AAAAAAAACnA/UJDEh8btFRk/s320/092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598191729861554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCqxgtR9Y1M/TbXE4y76Y7I/AAAAAAAACm4/C-M4XGBYyhc/s320/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598187355007714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dac5qz7wtIg/TbXE4io3auI/AAAAAAAACmw/XCGNcd-w9RI/s320/099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598181737285378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMC8d9Gh3R0/TbXE4NtfxwI/AAAAAAAACmo/0VzQy-WJNi8/s320/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598173872768066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tOq9ycxm12s/TbXE3wacxEI/AAAAAAAACmg/Dnmu4O_gMd0/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598167713437202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYEp50-NKgU/TbXE3Zd81hI/AAAAAAAACmY/CcCeuyqn0AU/s320/111.JPG" /&gt;lovely.&lt;br /&gt;hey, you win some. you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-2600198542677672957?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/2600198542677672957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/batman-and-drama-queen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2600198542677672957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/2600198542677672957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/batman-and-drama-queen.html' title='batman and drama queen..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yxdHu-kSrQw/TbXFjfnHp0I/AAAAAAAACng/2ZkoTONj5I0/s72-c/073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4894744544915199160</id><published>2011-04-25T14:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:20:28.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no more tonsils..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ellakate had her tonsils taken out thursday morning. she was super excited to wake up when it was "still night time!" we had to be at the hospital at 6am and poppa was there to greet us with this HUGE stuffed doggy that ek named bella.. then she renamed her the next day to annabell:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lLRZTAyP4S8/TbW9G9bw1mI/AAAAAAAACmQ/4O06qpmzyKA/s1600/374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599589638972954210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lLRZTAyP4S8/TbW9G9bw1mI/AAAAAAAACmQ/4O06qpmzyKA/s320/374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she LOVES to have straight hair, so i told her that i would straighten it for her surgery. could you imagine that curly hot mess after a couple days in a hospital bed? she was so excited about her surgery... bella was even allowed to stay in the bed and have her tonsils taken out too! they gave her some medicine to calm her nerves before they wheeled her to surgery, and her reaction to it was HILARIOUS! my dad, bill and i were dying laughing at her... my dad even said she was as drunk as a skunk:) she couldn't hold her head up, so she bobbing all over the place and her eyes were so glossy. one time she fell back onto her pillow and my dad kissed her on the head and asked, "are you feeling ok?" her reply"...... (long silence)..... yep!" i about wet my pants:) so funny! the nurses came and got her and wheeled her into surgery and it broke my heart. i started crying. she was fine.. didn't have a clue where she was or what was going on... but, i was scared. we love her dr. he was the nicest man and is so good with kids. he also is a believer and that made me love him even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-tpQ15hrlk/TbW9GZamsEI/AAAAAAAACmI/k31FT51IzPU/s1600/375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599589629304418370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-tpQ15hrlk/TbW9GZamsEI/AAAAAAAACmI/k31FT51IzPU/s320/375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she came out of surgery crying and asking for poppa (who had already gone back to work). it broke my heart. i think she cried for about an hour and at one point she looked at me and said, "momma, i wish we never would have come here!" i felt like the worst mom ever! but her tonsils needed to come out and i knew she would eventually feel so much better.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599589621113762226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr4Oxf1cn1w/TbW9F65zMbI/AAAAAAAACmA/xde_0SxbV_A/s320/377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599589614549735986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Enn6YcuKXqg/TbW9Fic0GjI/AAAAAAAACl4/ue6qoiTpmkI/s320/378.JPG" /&gt;she was a such a champ through all of this and we could not have been more proud! within the first few hours, she ate 2 popsicles, a couple cups of icecream and some jello. later that night she had some more and even managed to sneak a french fry of off her daddy's plate when no one was looking:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst part of this experience for ella kate was her iv and the blood pressure cuff! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, hey...i don't blame her! :(&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599589135174723026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMJYxUzjBdM/TbW8poo55dI/AAAAAAAAClw/tU3gfbwJrSw/s320/379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599589126803178178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAH5Ugj6OwU/TbW8pJc-QsI/AAAAAAAAClg/SP1ZyWrSXjs/s320/382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599589132601976434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKioPkOz4vs/TbW8pfDg5nI/AAAAAAAAClo/6EIdzLzxlAo/s320/381.JPG" /&gt;she NEEDED to hold adalyn to make her feel better:) she kept saying, "momma... i feel bad. can i hold the baby?"&lt;br /&gt;poor adalyn... she is loved to death:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599589121424918658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C61r5BsPMC8/TbW8o1asiII/AAAAAAAAClY/5IrGbyGcMxw/s320/383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599589113598489410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0EM_TMtOMzA/TbW8oYQus0I/AAAAAAAAClQ/s_mko0kMhsQ/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;it made my heart smile to see all of our family and friends come and visit ella kate in the hospital. she had so many visitors and even more presents!! she was in heaven:) josiah even told me, "momma, when i get big like L-Kate, i'mma have tonsils and i'mma get prizes!!!" she racked up on stuffed animals, coloring books, candy, movies, fingernail polish, barbies, bubbles, balloons, pictures that her friends colored for her... you name it, she got it:) we are so thankful for all of the prayers and love! God is good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4894744544915199160?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4894744544915199160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-more-tonsils.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4894744544915199160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4894744544915199160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-more-tonsils.html' title='no more tonsils..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lLRZTAyP4S8/TbW9G9bw1mI/AAAAAAAACmQ/4O06qpmzyKA/s72-c/374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-8341333367981736669</id><published>2011-04-18T14:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T15:11:08.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>miney moe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtDGFqOFqUA/TayMNgd5XXI/AAAAAAAACk0/7H68zJlL4Ds/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597002600596200818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtDGFqOFqUA/TayMNgd5XXI/AAAAAAAACk0/7H68zJlL4Ds/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miley is hilarious... she really is!! she makes us laugh all day long:) i love how she calls herself "miney". i also love how she answers to "grandma!" when ek and jos are playing house, ek is always the mom and jos is the dad, which leaves miley being the grandma and she LOVES it!! she also loves to eat... and i love how everything that she eats is "nummy!" (yummy) she wants to eat "o-gurt" (yogurt) and "straw-bees" (strawberries) everyday, and has followed in her big sisters foot steps when it comes to ONLY wearing dresses and flashy shoes:) she is girly, however, she is my bravest when it comes to bugs. just this week, she had to stomp on an ant that was terrorizing her brother! ha:) she loves her thumb and loves her siblings... especially "alwyn gwathe" (adalyn grace). she can cut her eyes at you and give you mischievous looks all day long and she LOVES to sing and dance. she would be a great cast member on barney, with the cheesy way that she sings and shakes her head... not to mention all of the facial expressions:) i love to hear her pray and ask for the blessing at meal times. right now, she prays everytime for "momma peel butter" (momma to feel better)... makes my heart smile:) even though i am feeling great these days! i am so thankful for my sweet and spunky miley noel! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we love our "miney moe!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-8341333367981736669?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/8341333367981736669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/miney-moe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8341333367981736669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8341333367981736669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/miney-moe.html' title='miney moe..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtDGFqOFqUA/TayMNgd5XXI/AAAAAAAACk0/7H68zJlL4Ds/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-3998310752709143863</id><published>2011-04-18T14:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T14:52:35.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bits and pieces!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KAoWl3B-h70/TayFsQVpq0I/AAAAAAAACks/ZiC0dDoU7ow/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596995432261200706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KAoWl3B-h70/TayFsQVpq0I/AAAAAAAACks/ZiC0dDoU7ow/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy easter! you know i had to be all matchy-matchy! :) &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLr0zrNsEj4/TayFrnFv97I/AAAAAAAACkk/z4XOOzwACVU/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596995421188650930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLr0zrNsEj4/TayFrnFv97I/AAAAAAAACkk/z4XOOzwACVU/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;funny story: bill was cutting josiah's hair and in the process, he gave him a mohawk. josiah wasn't a big fan of it when he looked in the mirror. he told bill, "daddy, i'm ready to be josiah again!" bill told him that he was josiah and his response was, "no i'm not, i'm alfalfa!!" ha!! we recently watched the little rascals:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Od5EJI_1Ckc/TayFrU79XqI/AAAAAAAACkc/7V9Ao5gM6Rg/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596995416315748002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Od5EJI_1Ckc/TayFrU79XqI/AAAAAAAACkc/7V9Ao5gM6Rg/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i'm not sure why this picture is messed up, but ella kate is the biggest "helper" with adalyn and to be honest, it freaks me out a little!! don't worry though, bill was right next to ek with his hands under the baby:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-051blhv6LO8/TayFq0KT92I/AAAAAAAACkU/JyDAD02gNtI/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596995407517579106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-051blhv6LO8/TayFq0KT92I/AAAAAAAACkU/JyDAD02gNtI/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;check out these bad boys!! pray for ella kate this week! she is having her tonsils removed on thursday and will be staying in the hospital overnight. bill will be staying with her, since i am nursing adalyn every 3 hours, so also pray for me and my hormonal self!! i really want to be with my baby during her surgery, so pray that i can juggle everything and everyone!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULQp3P8UZ3A/TayFqikoGsI/AAAAAAAACkM/4Ruk5ZK3KCg/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596995402796112578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULQp3P8UZ3A/TayFqikoGsI/AAAAAAAACkM/4Ruk5ZK3KCg/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i could watch my sweet adalyn grace sleep all day long!! what a doll! she makes me want 10 more babies!! ha!! no... really, she does:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a joy she has been!! we all loves her to pieces and have to fight for our turn to hold her and kiss her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lastly, i will leave you with this sweet moment! it will melt your heart!! i have rocked all of my babies and sang "you are my sunshine" to each of them since they were born. now, they all sing it to adalyn and i got this sweet video of miley singing to her baby sister:) LOVE!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3ac8792cf98b7910" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KAoWl3B-h70/TayFsQVpq0I/AAAAAAAACks/ZiC0dDoU7ow/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-43913961319747667</id><published>2011-04-12T19:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:14:47.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>adalyn's birth story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRSZyQacEZ8/TaT45bJU93I/AAAAAAAACjg/pNdAo4_eIDg/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594870302524110706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRSZyQacEZ8/TaT45bJU93I/AAAAAAAACjg/pNdAo4_eIDg/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHlz27mY_rI/TaT45HVuPxI/AAAAAAAACjY/tn_Y315BUj0/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594870297207389970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHlz27mY_rI/TaT45HVuPxI/AAAAAAAACjY/tn_Y315BUj0/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXIxrlkYwiU/TaT441ZDpyI/AAAAAAAACjQ/Mp1RcqBlYiI/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594870292389537570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXIxrlkYwiU/TaT441ZDpyI/AAAAAAAACjQ/Mp1RcqBlYiI/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;our sweet 4th born is already 3 weeks old and i want to make sure that i recorded all of the details of her birth day! what a sweet and special day it was!! some of the best days of my life are the births of my babies!! i would GLADLY re-live each and everyone of them again.. well, maybe not ella kate's, her's was quite painful.... and super long, but still just as sweet and special! the days that led up to adalyn's birth were hard. i have something that my dr calls "irritable uterus", and basically i contract like i am in labor, but nothing else happens. no dilation, no nothing.... just hard contractions every 2-3 minutes. we live close enough to the hospital, that we would just drive up there and get checked to make sure it wasn't labor, then be sent back home. however, one night they kept me over night thinking it was the real deal, but in the morning my contractions slowed down and they sent me home. talk about a major bummer... i think i cried more that day than i had in a long time. i guess thinking that i was so close to meeting my sweet baby, then having it prolonged further was just hard. so you can imagine my hesitation when friday night (march 18) rolled around and i was contracting every 3 minutes. i really didn't want to have our baby at home, so while bill was getting ready for bed i told him that i would just drive down to the hospital and get checked by myself. that would be easier than trying to find a sitter to come to the house last minute while ek, jos and miley sleep. especially since the chance of them sending me right back home was great. so i checked in the the triage and they got me all hooked up. after 30 minutes of monitoring me and seeing my contractions, they called the dr. i was only dilated 1cm, but the on-call dr wanted me to stay overnight again just in case. i told them that i would REALLY prefer going back home. my hormones couldn't take another let down of staying the night just to be sent home the next morning, but the nurse really expressed how much they wanted me to stay. even though we live really close, i told them that if they monitored me for another hour and i show some progression, then i would stay, but if not then i really would prefer to go back home. they agreed. so another hour went by with steady, hard contractions every 2-3 minutes. and when they checked me this time, i was dilated "one and a wiggle". i had changed... even though it was a small amount. they were ready to admit me, but i asked if i could call my husband first and see what he thought. after all, i was here at the hospital alone and without any overnight bags. bill and i were basically on the same page about not wanting to stay overnight, but for some reason i felt good about staying now. i told him that i would be fine to stay by myself, and that i would call him 1st thing in the morning when we knew something. so they wheel me to labor and delivery and start my iv - which is BY FAR the WORST part of the delivery!! i hate those things. they give me something to help me sleep through the contractions, and i try my best to get some rest. i wake up to the nurse coming in my room with a huge smile saying, "this is it! you are having a baby today!" my contractions were still going strong and i had dilated more, so they wanted to go ahead and start me on pitocin. however, with this being my 4th baby, they were concerned that the baby would be here fast, and they didn't want to start anything until i had someone with me. so i call bill and make arrangements for our 3 babies at home. by 9am, the nurse comes in and tells me that the anesthesiologist is here and can administer my epidural now if i want him to. although, i wasn't uncomfortable yet, i figured why wait?? so he came in and after inserting twice in 2 different spots, i was good to go! those things are amazing:) the hours passed and i was showing little progression... around 11am, the dr came in a broke my water in hopes that it would speed things up a bit and we could have a baby by early afternoon. however, early afternoon came and went and still no baby. i was feeling great though. no pain whatsoever, and i was able to get in a few catnaps:) around 6pm my family(and jenna) had all left to go home and get some supper. we told them that we would call if anything exciting happened. and wouldn't you know that about a half hour after everyone left, we went from being 6cm to 10cm. i could feel all kinds of pressure and knew that it was time:) we called everyone to come back to the hospital and that the baby would be here SOON! by that time i was starting to feel some pain in my stomach. i was still numb in all the important areas, but i felt some serious pain in my belly during each contraction. it felt like someone had their fingernails and was scratching and ripping the insides of my stomach every time i would contract. to make things worse, was that during this pain, the nurses were switching over from day shift to night shift and we no longer would have the nurse that we had gotten to know so well throughout the day. we had paged the nurses desk to ask for something for this pain, but it took a while for anyone to come in. finally another anesthesiologist came in to help ease some of the pain and by that time, jenna and my parents were here. the medicine was almost immediate and in a matter of seconds i was laughing and smiling again! praise the lord!! the dr came in and broke down the bed and turned on all of the lights to get ready for the delivery. my sister lauren was at home keeping all of our other babies and we were still waiting on erin to get back to the hospital. she, jenna and bill's mom were with us all day long and all left at about the same time to take a break. although nan couldn't make it back that night for the delivery, we knew that erin was frantically trying to make it back in time and we didn't want her to miss it! i had just started to push when we hear a knock on our door and a familiar voice say, "hey! it's erin!" she ran into the room and behind the dr. who was already in position, grabbed the video camera and could not have made better time! i only pushed 4 times, and at 8:12pm adalyn grace was born! all 7lb 2oz 19 3/4in long of perfection:) we were 37 weeks and 5 days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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story'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRSZyQacEZ8/TaT45bJU93I/AAAAAAAACjg/pNdAo4_eIDg/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-8667372311275403217</id><published>2011-04-04T21:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T22:17:22.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>catching my breath:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;our life is crazy these days, but it is also SO much fun:) we could not have dreamed of a smoother transition with our sweet 4th baby! sure, i am pooped and could pass out at any given moment, but our hearts are so full of love for this precious angel:) when i look at my sweet family, i am overwhelmed by god's goodness!!! thank you jesus for these sweet blessings!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i64bnwuijFU/TZpuuDQDYWI/AAAAAAAACiI/6EGyw3zbPuE/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591903624759566690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i64bnwuijFU/TZpuuDQDYWI/AAAAAAAACiI/6EGyw3zbPuE/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; adalyn is 2 weeks old and today at her 2 week check up, she weighed 8lb 3oz!! piggy piggy:) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4pdmbCzl4F0/TZpuklk_OVI/AAAAAAAACiA/El4LkbO4nXc/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591903462175488338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4pdmbCzl4F0/TZpuklk_OVI/AAAAAAAACiA/El4LkbO4nXc/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; josiah will kill me for this one day, but this is an every day (or what seems like an every hour) occurrence here at the davis house:) taking care of business while playing on daddy's "hi-pot" (ipod) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fbUP6oLGrhQ/TZpukr2mv8I/AAAAAAAACh4/-zaFMXgZqcM/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591903463859994562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fbUP6oLGrhQ/TZpukr2mv8I/AAAAAAAACh4/-zaFMXgZqcM/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; speaking of blessings... this man is amazing:) having 4 babies ages 4 and under would be a LOT harder if he weren't such an incredible daddy and hubby! he has totally taken over every responsibility that he can with ek, jos and miley so that i can heal, rest, recover, nurse and bond with adalyn. what a man!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsb4ugRNxNU/TZpukZ03BGI/AAAAAAAAChw/j2FqjotUxgI/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591903459020833890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsb4ugRNxNU/TZpukZ03BGI/AAAAAAAAChw/j2FqjotUxgI/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sweet hiney:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wsBKL34qBo/TZpukI6ICdI/AAAAAAAACho/MkVSoVjTr6s/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591903454479518162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wsBKL34qBo/TZpukI6ICdI/AAAAAAAACho/MkVSoVjTr6s/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we had to take a pic of this!! in the time that it takes for me to nurse the baby, my big 3 can do this to a clean and spotless room.... and it just so happened that my hormones were still raging at this point, so i cried! but my sweet hubby had them clean everything spic and span again:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqoPBe3rJ4M/TZpujwlXUUI/AAAAAAAAChg/YsOg8MyOMbo/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591903447949988162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqoPBe3rJ4M/TZpujwlXUUI/AAAAAAAAChg/YsOg8MyOMbo/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this swing has gone through all 4 of my babies... it works wonders for nap time:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDdMaR78Od8/TZptlkbddWI/AAAAAAAAChY/lG3XPap8zwI/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591902379535332706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDdMaR78Od8/TZptlkbddWI/AAAAAAAAChY/lG3XPap8zwI/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bright eyes:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hXbFgHG7oQ/TZptlODC-PI/AAAAAAAAChQ/MLGCz8PTFxo/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591902373527353586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hXbFgHG7oQ/TZptlODC-PI/AAAAAAAAChQ/MLGCz8PTFxo/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6m229YUiJY/TZptk_XbFrI/AAAAAAAAChI/R1wmLb1dlzQ/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591902369586288306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6m229YUiJY/TZptk_XbFrI/AAAAAAAAChI/R1wmLb1dlzQ/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; squishy face:o) i LOVE her juicy lips! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDSumHuXgvM/TZptktscWJI/AAAAAAAAChA/xvptqqEwWbQ/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591902364842612882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDSumHuXgvM/TZptktscWJI/AAAAAAAAChA/xvptqqEwWbQ/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the park!! everyone had turns on the monkey bars! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFggYGjp8cI/TZptkR-IVtI/AAAAAAAACg4/FWa2Cu8dB2A/s1600/208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591902357400606418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFggYGjp8cI/TZptkR-IVtI/AAAAAAAACg4/FWa2Cu8dB2A/s320/208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KRYCt3Lcbyw/TZps3yjPoUI/AAAAAAAACgw/b3tZhrIlOyg/s1600/189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591901593052094786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KRYCt3Lcbyw/TZps3yjPoUI/AAAAAAAACgw/b3tZhrIlOyg/s320/189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tD4sdA1U0l0/TZps3Trf8hI/AAAAAAAACgo/85IT9JiSKzk/s1600/185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591901584765219346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tD4sdA1U0l0/TZps3Trf8hI/AAAAAAAACgo/85IT9JiSKzk/s320/185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cYElt74Zyvw/TZps3UMicDI/AAAAAAAACgg/sOo7ByJBHDE/s1600/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591901584903794738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cYElt74Zyvw/TZps3UMicDI/AAAAAAAACgg/sOo7ByJBHDE/s320/180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; adalyn grace opted out of the monkey bars and chose to sit on the bench with me:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uaFpCS78J5o/TZps3DYHFtI/AAAAAAAACgY/1_oJKnbBDgU/s1600/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591901580388931282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uaFpCS78J5o/TZps3DYHFtI/AAAAAAAACgY/1_oJKnbBDgU/s320/163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; monkey see, monkey do! it is hard to believe that adalyn will be tagging along with them in no time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CLEORhy43bg/TZps21glSbI/AAAAAAAACgQ/UEvLrbD38kQ/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591901576666368434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CLEORhy43bg/TZps21glSbI/AAAAAAAACgQ/UEvLrbD38kQ/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just a skippin' .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Mi_j8KflD4/TZprPEnJ_uI/AAAAAAAACgI/Ryx4_B-rzJA/s1600/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591899794014076642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Mi_j8KflD4/TZprPEnJ_uI/AAAAAAAACgI/Ryx4_B-rzJA/s320/099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2 of my beautiful girls:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdr3EuMfffw/TZprOwhtQOI/AAAAAAAACgA/4az_I12zG5E/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591899788622512354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdr3EuMfffw/TZprOwhtQOI/AAAAAAAACgA/4az_I12zG5E/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my handsome boys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dHZjY-whgvc/TZprOoQAC-I/AAAAAAAACf4/KA7lsGuAd0o/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591899786400762850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dHZjY-whgvc/TZprOoQAC-I/AAAAAAAACf4/KA7lsGuAd0o/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; weeeeee........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Lp6FRaqooE/TZprOfY0SMI/AAAAAAAACfw/LLTRg1kYDt0/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591899784021821634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Lp6FRaqooE/TZprOfY0SMI/AAAAAAAACfw/LLTRg1kYDt0/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; going for a walk:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7-MAfe-nOI/TZprN6rnOZI/AAAAAAAACfo/uvxJlPPbT3A/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591899774168545682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7-MAfe-nOI/TZprN6rnOZI/AAAAAAAACfo/uvxJlPPbT3A/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i need to bullet point some funny things before i forget:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*josiah is completely and i mean COMPLETELY terrified of bees or any other flying insect. and i am talking shaking, crying and frozen in fear!! my mother in law recently bought us a trampoline for our back yard and the babies LOVE it, but josiah has recently opted out of jumping and preferred staying inside by himself to avoid any bees that might have been outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*when i was in my last few weeks of my pregnancy, the "nesting" was in full force! for some odd reason i felt like the bath mats in our bathroom needed to be clean before the baby came. so i washed them and happily laid them back on our floor all clean and fluffy. however, the first time the babies came in to use the restroom i made them walk around the mats, so they wouldn't get all matted and flat. ella kate was such a helper with my neurotic cleaning. one afternoon josiah was peeing and ella kate walked by and saw him standing on the mat, so she hollered, " 'siah!!!! get off the rug!! you're not supposed to step on it!!!" he got scared and was trying to spread his legs and straddle the mat while peeing and it was QUITE hilarious:) she got onto bill several times about standing on the rugs, too! but, he just ignored her.... oh well, at least she tried:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*my kids love to pretend play and their latest obsession is playing show and tell! (thanks erin!!) they are so cute to watch! each one runs to their room and gets something to share and they all meet back in the living room and sit in a circle. miley makes me laugh when she goes first: "good moanin' eddie-body! i'm miney and dis is a ________!" then she shows off whatever toy or stuffed animal that she has chosen to share with her siblings:) i love that miney!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*at the park last night, there was a lady running laps on the track. as soon as josiah saw her he said, "hey wook daddy! that girl is playing chase!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ella kate was watching a remake of the snow white movie with bill when she looked at him and said, "daddy, i think snow white has jesus in her heart." he looked at her said, "oh really? why?" then she said, "because she kept saying 'my lord' when she was talking to the king!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i think it is adorable that my girls associate every animal/creature with having a family. they try to encourage josiah when he is freaking out about a bee by saying, "it's ok 'siah! that bee's not going to hurt you! he's just looking for his momma!" or when they hear a dog howling, he is howling because he can't find his family.:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-8667372311275403217?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/8667372311275403217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/catching-my-breath.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8667372311275403217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/8667372311275403217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/04/catching-my-breath.html' title='catching my breath:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i64bnwuijFU/TZpuuDQDYWI/AAAAAAAACiI/6EGyw3zbPuE/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-3853014675140259430</id><published>2011-03-25T11:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:56:44.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so thankful..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CDyZCjJZ3wQ/TZE6fQg6p_I/AAAAAAAACe0/CZlSmPavnkY/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589312921226881010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CDyZCjJZ3wQ/TZE6fQg6p_I/AAAAAAAACe0/CZlSmPavnkY/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we are so thankful for this sweet face:) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8gVad1vNZQQ/TZE6fNBXVNI/AAAAAAAACes/5AqK5p1-dQw/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589312920289236178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8gVad1vNZQQ/TZE6fNBXVNI/AAAAAAAACes/5AqK5p1-dQw/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is what you get when you pray and pray for a bald baby:) although, i have fallen in love with this sweet, hairy little head! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pz1PrKI3m6M/TZE6e20QpxI/AAAAAAAACek/ksdXZFhzSNY/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589312914328692498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pz1PrKI3m6M/TZE6e20QpxI/AAAAAAAACek/ksdXZFhzSNY/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h1BVUVdSPGQ/TZE6e3kMdYI/AAAAAAAACec/WYrWrYXtjBA/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589312914529744258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h1BVUVdSPGQ/TZE6e3kMdYI/AAAAAAAACec/WYrWrYXtjBA/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tO3cWHlyLq8/TYyyzO3mFqI/AAAAAAAACeI/VQvFwJugq6U/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588037830894294690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tO3cWHlyLq8/TYyyzO3mFqI/AAAAAAAACeI/VQvFwJugq6U/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i could kiss those sweet lips all day long! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ArVMIUN4Rr0/TYyyy0r9tyI/AAAAAAAACeA/cnJ-2r8vxBU/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588037823866189602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ArVMIUN4Rr0/TYyyy0r9tyI/AAAAAAAACeA/cnJ-2r8vxBU/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her big sisters and brother can't get enough of her kisses either! i actually have to tell them to STOP loving on her so much:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588037380685487554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3hiucE7CMs/TYyyZBtc3cI/AAAAAAAACd4/v7edIZ5Btp8/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588037381251821074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6lmdy1fMzc/TYyyZD0ebhI/AAAAAAAACdw/_mdGAm3hHEM/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588037379818754610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JWn9Yg-kBRQ/TYyyY-ezkjI/AAAAAAAACdo/CIrw4QZedys/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588037374816360610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OYX-ED7cMaU/TYyyYr2JGKI/AAAAAAAACdg/-TAsdfH12fM/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588037368927368818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6l5UDjHaJMM/TYyyYV6GNnI/AAAAAAAACdY/PXwUq4ViXOA/s320/008.JPG" /&gt; adalyn is already a week old, and it has gone by too fast!! i want to savor every little moment! she is such a sweet baby, i cannot say it enough! she is a great eater, sleeper, pooper and snuggler:) we wouldn't change anything about her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ella kate has been asking alot of questions about babies lately. for instance, she wants to know how adalyn came out of my belly, and she wants to know why she can't make milk for her baby dolls, and why does adalyn not have any teeth, and why is her poop yellow?? i try to keep it as simple as possible, and if that doesn't work then i tell her to go ask her daddy:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-3853014675140259430?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/3853014675140259430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-thankful.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3853014675140259430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/3853014675140259430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-thankful.html' title='so thankful..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CDyZCjJZ3wQ/TZE6fQg6p_I/AAAAAAAACe0/CZlSmPavnkY/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-1757282746040529960</id><published>2011-03-21T19:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T20:51:35.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who is here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DjWrZRAG3E/TYfiYbFKa1I/AAAAAAAACc8/tVRjCJONk-M/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586682771990539090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DjWrZRAG3E/TYfiYbFKa1I/AAAAAAAACc8/tVRjCJONk-M/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our sweet adalyn grace was born saturday march 19, 8:12pm and weighed 7lb 2oz:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0mCUugdXd4/TYfiX-Ya8EI/AAAAAAAACc0/4u-uRx5jC4s/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586682764286685250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0mCUugdXd4/TYfiX-Ya8EI/AAAAAAAACc0/4u-uRx5jC4s/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she is the SWEETEST baby&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586682752176981826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WcC_rWgRnfo/TYfiXRRPh0I/AAAAAAAACcs/sWIz5NyzTCc/s320/Adalyn%2BGrace%2B004.JPG" /&gt;i LOVE this pic! this was taken right when my mom and sister brought ella kate, josiah and miley to the hospital to see me and the baby for the first time. they were SO excited:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586682750291394082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WP3YdCEZ43k/TYfiXKPrviI/AAAAAAAACck/UOWx5Etl6yE/s320/Adalyn%2BGrace%2B008.JPG" /&gt;proud big brother&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586682744123907314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4F_0TJHlZWs/TYfiWzRPXPI/AAAAAAAACcc/I6W8uPKmLXk/s320/Adalyn%2BGrace%2B028.JPG" /&gt;ella kate is a natural:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586682080588312962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYFMo-eked4/TYfhwLaBsYI/AAAAAAAACcU/DNBeKR0dcBI/s320/Adalyn%2BGrace%2B050.JPG" /&gt;miley could kiss her baby sister all day!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586682075612857154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OGfydikxSMI/TYfhv43yQ0I/AAAAAAAACcM/5g-J1bJHubw/s320/Adalyn%2BGrace%2B053.JPG" /&gt;i love how they are all 4 smiling:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586682069346710530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-juwi4XSTO1E/TYfhvhh0dAI/AAAAAAAACcE/DGNEH5JqFMY/s320/Adalyn%2BGrace%2B068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586682064792168226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny3SNvUAaeY/TYfhvQj7pyI/AAAAAAAACb8/nZ9IjLTylic/s320/Adalyn%2BGrace%2B079.JPG" /&gt;we are so blessed!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586682060886877650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pUh2hmea-4/TYfhvCA1pdI/AAAAAAAACb0/GXxEaR9KxwM/s320/Adalyn%2BGrace%2B082.JPG" /&gt;we got home from the hospital this afternoon and everyone seems to be adjusting well! the kids LOVE adalyn and are constantly kissing her, brushing her hair, squeezing her sweet feet, shoving a passy in her mouth... you name it! i dont think there is another baby alive who has been loved on as much as our sweet adalyn:) they can't keep their hands off of her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were discharged from the hospital yesterday and when we got home, it was close to the kid's naptime. ella kate was so upset that she wasn't going to get to play with the baby, so i told her that she could hold her and love on her as soon as she woke up. with big eyes, ella kate asked me, "how long is she gonna stay here?" i told her that she is going to live here with us forever, and as soon as i did, ella kate started jumping up and down squealing with delight:) apparently, she thought that adalyn was gonna have to go back to the hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella kate, josiah and miley were thrilled to see a "chicken" in our yard letting people know that we had a baby. (it's really just a stork!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-1757282746040529960?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/1757282746040529960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/03/guess-who-is-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1757282746040529960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/1757282746040529960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/03/guess-who-is-here.html' title='Guess who is here....'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DjWrZRAG3E/TYfiYbFKa1I/AAAAAAAACc8/tVRjCJONk-M/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-236898150646967168</id><published>2011-03-14T23:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:29:21.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my view from here..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmwlfPnTHdQ/TX7dA9F7O9I/AAAAAAAACbg/C2rEBNEa_40/s1600/belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584143596455148498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmwlfPnTHdQ/TX7dA9F7O9I/AAAAAAAACbg/C2rEBNEa_40/s320/belly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-236898150646967168?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/236898150646967168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-view-from-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/236898150646967168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/236898150646967168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-view-from-here.html' title='my view from here..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmwlfPnTHdQ/TX7dA9F7O9I/AAAAAAAACbg/C2rEBNEa_40/s72-c/belly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-6496873696883262224</id><published>2011-03-08T14:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T14:52:06.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy's panties:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok.. so it is no secret that i am BIG right now:) i have reached the point in pregnancy where i want absolutely NOTHING touching me (clothes wise). so typically, if we are home, i am wearing a sports bra and bill's boxers. (now, if we are going out in public, i will wearing something a little more conservative... but usually i am not happy about it! ha!) ella kate looked at me the other day while i was wearing my 'pregnancy uniform' and said, "momma... why do you wear daddy's panties EVERYDAY?? do you only like to wear your panties to church??" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and also, you know you watch a lot of the food network when your 3 and 4 year olds walk by the magazine aisle at the grocery store and yell, "hey! there's rachael ray!! and barefoot contessa!! and  paula deen!! and jade's mom! (giada de laurentis)" haha:) they begged for me to buy that food network magazine, but lately i have NOT had the desire to cook... so we just watch someone else cook on tv:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-6496873696883262224?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/6496873696883262224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/03/daddys-panties.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6496873696883262224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/6496873696883262224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/03/daddys-panties.html' title='daddy&apos;s panties:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-7105627963158642499</id><published>2011-03-07T14:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T14:57:39.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>been busy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;well folks... i feel like our baby girl will be here soon and we are SO excited:) ella kate and josiah ask everyday how much longer til they can hold her!! i can't wait:) the past 2-3 days, i have had pretty constant contractions every 7 minutes. but they don't get any closer or any harder.. so it is a bit frustrating. i did this a whole week before i had miley, but i am trying my best to tie up all loose ends here at home just in case adalyn decides to come now!!&lt;br /&gt;for any of you that know me during pregnancy, you know that i LOVE and crave raw baby carrots. i have with all 4 babies.. can't seem to eat them enough during those 9 months! well, the other day in the car ella kate hollered from the back seat, "hey mom!! i just saw some carrots!!" (on a billboard were some fresh long carrots with the green leaves still attached.) then she said, "you LOVE carrots!! oh wait... never mind! you don't like the big carrots that grow on a farm, you like the little ones that grow in the fridge!!" :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miley has been super nosey with all the new baby stuff! she loves looking at the tiny diapers and pacifiers:) it is sweet to watch but i have to keep my eyes on her, because she has snuck into the baby's room several times and gone through her 'already packed for the hospital' diaper bag and pulled everything out! i found adalyn's lovey and rattle downstairs in miley's bed and at any given moment, i can find one of miley's babydolls laying in adalyn's vibrating bouncy seat with the batteries wasting away:) she also likes to try out the pacifiers and bottles that we have already bought. this morning i saw her walking around with a passy in her mouth and a bottle in her hand:) i can already tell that she will be such a big "helper" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lately, josiah has been more outspoken than he usually is. he is quick to correct both miley and ella kate if they are being disobedient! last night, we loaded up in the car to go and get what my kids call a "fire subway". (firehouse sub) they LOVE them!! miley was getting antsy waiting on bill to bring the sandwiches out to the car so she started whining. alot. josiah looked at her and said, "miley, you gots to be patient and sweet wike jesus, ok? daddy is getting your fire subway wight now!!" or if one of the girls forgets their manners, josiah (mr. manner police) will be the first to correct them and say, "we don't say 'yeah' to momma, we say yes ma'am!!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-7105627963158642499?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/7105627963158642499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/03/been-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7105627963158642499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/7105627963158642499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/03/been-busy.html' title='been busy..'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-4346107407852455825</id><published>2011-02-25T09:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T09:46:48.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't remember if i shared this or not...</title><content type='html'>a while ago, ella kate's tummy was upset so she was using the bathroom. i am not sure where bill and the other kids were at the moment, but they weren't around us. i went into the restroom to check on ella kate, and at that moment she said, "shoooo-weeee!! it stinks! i can smell daddy all of the way in here!!!"  haha! poor bill... he was actually innocent this time and she was just smelling herself:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also... speaking of innocence (or the lack thereof..) bill has taught the kids that passing gas takes talent! for instance, josiah let out some air then politely said, "'xcuse me! that was just my talent!!" or when ella kate and bill have spent too much time together, she is always quick to tell me, "momma.. i heard daddy's talent ALL DAY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miley has a new cheesy pose/cheesy face when i take her picture. it frightens me a bit because she cocks her head to the side and either sticks our her booty or her hips. i have never in my life witnessed a 2 year old have so much sass and confidence while having her picture made!! wonder who she got that from:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and one more thing! all of my kids have had the "s" lysp and trouble with the "r" sound. ella kate and josiah both had trouble with the "L" sound, too. (josiah still has trouble with not pronouncing it as a "W") however, miley adds extra "L" sounds to everything! and she can actually pronounce it right!! her toys get "bloken" (broken) she LOVES going to "pluglix" (publix) and right now she is wearing a "cin-lella dwess" (cinderella). i love hearing her sweet voice:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-4346107407852455825?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/4346107407852455825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-cant-remember-if-i-shared-this-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4346107407852455825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/4346107407852455825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-cant-remember-if-i-shared-this-or-not.html' title='i can&apos;t remember if i shared this or not...'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1128598028395700252.post-674869303992527240</id><published>2011-02-24T20:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T20:20:28.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy spanks harder:)</title><content type='html'>Bill overheard Josiah and Ella Kate in their room just now... Ek: "Josiah if you hit me with that, I'm gonna tell daddy!" jos: "L Kate, if you hit ME with that, then i'mma tell momma!" ek: "daddy spanks harder than momma.." jos: "ok... If you hit me with that, then I'mma tell daddy!" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1128598028395700252-674869303992527240?l=yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/feeds/674869303992527240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/02/daddy-spanks-harder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/674869303992527240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1128598028395700252/posts/default/674869303992527240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourdailydavisdose.blogspot.com/2011/02/daddy-spanks-harder.html' title='Daddy spanks harder:)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12801342579497906616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Z9RiR9o6NA/SnnKl2WFgdI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4iQY30kM4GM/S220/pic3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
