<?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-14376300</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:47:04.291-07:00</updated><category term='Easter Bunny'/><category term='Vacation Time'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Pretty Princesses'/><category term='Skiing'/><title type='text'>The Monster in Pink and the Plum Princess</title><subtitle type='html'>My name is Devin and I’m 5 years old. My mommy and daddy dress me up in pretty pink dresses and tell me that I’m a little lady. At first they didn’t seem to know that I was really a little monster with a mission to destroy the universe, or at least our house, but I think they’re starting to catch on. In May 2006 I got a partner in crime, my baby sister Jordan! Together we are going to rule the world!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-2382829319328333167</id><published>2009-03-20T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:01:48.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skiing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Birthday!</title><content type='html'>It's my ballerina birthday party tomorrow! I'm so excited!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told everyone at the ski hill today about my party tomorrow and lots of people wished me happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until my party! I hope uncle Mark got me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thumelina&lt;/span&gt; doll :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have Mommy post some pictures after the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she also took some photos of us skiing today, so I'll get her to post those too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ALMOST 5!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-2382829319328333167?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2382829319328333167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=2382829319328333167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2382829319328333167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2382829319328333167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday.html' title='Birthday!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-3167297791329208509</id><published>2009-03-11T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:45:32.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skiing'/><title type='text'>Skiing at Grouse Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here's a video of us skiing up at Grouse Mountain. It was so much fun! Mommy doesn't know how to edit video yet, so she just uploaded everything she tapped yesterday :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8204accc8f955b4c" 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" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8204accc8f955b4c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330013034%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13DC7DBFF059325E65DA10FE16DEF532BF559609.7B9542672D6A85B9E1206D38813DF3951B182A9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8204accc8f955b4c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZc1qNjcTg84uKZXhOMoxRV4G0n0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8204accc8f955b4c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330013034%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13DC7DBFF059325E65DA10FE16DEF532BF559609.7B9542672D6A85B9E1206D38813DF3951B182A9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8204accc8f955b4c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZc1qNjcTg84uKZXhOMoxRV4G0n0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-3167297791329208509?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8204accc8f955b4c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3167297791329208509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=3167297791329208509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3167297791329208509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3167297791329208509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2009/03/skiing-at-grouse-mountain.html' title='Skiing at Grouse Mountain'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-8283330682397457425</id><published>2008-07-04T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:48.377-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation Time'/><title type='text'>Mara Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm fishing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8ZrSU0pxI/AAAAAAAAAhc/hyXPwhgvWXY/s1600-h/DSC05145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219418724589938450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8ZrSU0pxI/AAAAAAAAAhc/hyXPwhgvWXY/s320/DSC05145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8ZrggFc-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/cthvLbdCj98/s1600-h/DSC05148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219418728395273186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8ZrggFc-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/cthvLbdCj98/s320/DSC05148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a Canada Day Parade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8Zr-UImmI/AAAAAAAAAhs/WxFgzaONZ9Y/s1600-h/DSC05164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219418736398211682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8Zr-UImmI/AAAAAAAAAhs/WxFgzaONZ9Y/s320/DSC05164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8ZsNb8LmI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6dhN3srC5YQ/s1600-h/DSC05154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219418740457483874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8ZsNb8LmI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6dhN3srC5YQ/s320/DSC05154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8ZssdCnNI/AAAAAAAAAh8/yUgbg7Y5REA/s1600-h/DSC05186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219418748783598802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8ZssdCnNI/AAAAAAAAAh8/yUgbg7Y5REA/s320/DSC05186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-8283330682397457425?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8283330682397457425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=8283330682397457425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8283330682397457425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8283330682397457425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2008/07/mara-lake.html' title='Mara Lake'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SG8ZrSU0pxI/AAAAAAAAAhc/hyXPwhgvWXY/s72-c/DSC05145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-9010543439788413078</id><published>2008-06-02T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:49.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Princesses'/><title type='text'>Jordan Turns Two</title><content type='html'>My baby sister turned two years old on May 24. Here are some pictures from her party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETav7YKy6I/AAAAAAAAAg0/gE0fcvnXv1c/s1600-h/DSC05022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207527586074905506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETav7YKy6I/AAAAAAAAAg0/gE0fcvnXv1c/s320/DSC05022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are outside having a pre-party picnic of chocolate cake. Yummmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETawUtMhQI/AAAAAAAAAg8/qSh6JbnTG_8/s1600-h/DSC05039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207527592873985282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETawUtMhQI/AAAAAAAAAg8/qSh6JbnTG_8/s320/DSC05039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETawidQI0I/AAAAAAAAAhE/xZvkshAct0k/s1600-h/DSC05056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207527596565209922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETawidQI0I/AAAAAAAAAhE/xZvkshAct0k/s320/DSC05056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETaxPDR3cI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dB5Cw0ZjIGE/s1600-h/DSC05077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207527608535866818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETaxPDR3cI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dB5Cw0ZjIGE/s320/DSC05077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETaxgGGZAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/-u4Q6B-8ewY/s1600-h/DSC05062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207527613111100418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETaxgGGZAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/-u4Q6B-8ewY/s320/DSC05062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome party! I had so much fun!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-9010543439788413078?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/9010543439788413078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=9010543439788413078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/9010543439788413078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/9010543439788413078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2008/06/jordan-turns-two.html' title='Jordan Turns Two'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SETav7YKy6I/AAAAAAAAAg0/gE0fcvnXv1c/s72-c/DSC05022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-8079289458655818374</id><published>2008-04-24T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:04:22.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Nickname</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I leave a room, Jordan starts screaming, "Button!" Mom and Dad have been confused about the constant screams for Button, but we finally figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom asked Jordan who Button is and Jordan told her she meant "Devin!". She gave me a nickname!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble is, I'm not a button and don't want to be called button! So every time she calls me Button, I yell back that I'm not a button!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mommy keeps on telling me that I'm cute as a button. So maybe it isn't too bad. I'm still trying to decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-8079289458655818374?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8079289458655818374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=8079289458655818374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8079289458655818374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8079289458655818374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-nickname.html' title='New Nickname'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-8061870169230021623</id><published>2008-03-20T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:50.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with the camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day we went to Grammy and Bubba's to keep their animals company while they were out of town for the day. Mommy took some pictures of us clowning around just for fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-Laq3z12nI/AAAAAAAAAfo/-NQQVYpfxNg/s1600-h/DSC04649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179942951500241522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-Laq3z12nI/AAAAAAAAAfo/-NQQVYpfxNg/s320/DSC04649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-LarXz12oI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3OjbeIIektg/s1600-h/DSC04657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179942960090176130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-LarXz12oI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3OjbeIIektg/s320/DSC04657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Teeth," said Jordan. She loves pointing out her teeth to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-Lar3z12pI/AAAAAAAAAf4/nLUiXfVrekg/s1600-h/DSC04654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179942968680110738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-Lar3z12pI/AAAAAAAAAf4/nLUiXfVrekg/s320/DSC04654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't I cute?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-LasHz12qI/AAAAAAAAAgA/rY1ts9vQj-o/s1600-h/DSC04650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179942972975078050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-LasHz12qI/AAAAAAAAAgA/rY1ts9vQj-o/s320/DSC04650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Yummmmm..." Jordan asks for soup every day for lunch. So do I!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-Lasnz12rI/AAAAAAAAAgI/MwKmE7t3F9U/s1600-h/DSC04670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179942981565012658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-Lasnz12rI/AAAAAAAAAgI/MwKmE7t3F9U/s320/DSC04670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't my foot awesome! Smell it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-8061870169230021623?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8061870169230021623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=8061870169230021623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8061870169230021623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8061870169230021623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-with-camera.html' title='Fun with the camera'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R-Laq3z12nI/AAAAAAAAAfo/-NQQVYpfxNg/s72-c/DSC04649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-1966353444946594966</id><published>2007-12-26T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:55.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as I see it</title><content type='html'>I got a new camera for Christmas!!!!! Here are some pictures I took. Mommy says that it's interesting to see life from my perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K97XkvPZI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/epE2R8Vl-pg/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148386151675936146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K97XkvPZI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/epE2R8Vl-pg/s200/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K9k3kvPTI/AAAAAAAAAeg/3w52y2jSMs8/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148385765128879410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K9k3kvPTI/AAAAAAAAAeg/3w52y2jSMs8/s200/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K9k3kvPUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/MUnn2jmKbeM/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148385765128879426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K9k3kvPUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/MUnn2jmKbeM/s200/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K9lHkvPVI/AAAAAAAAAew/NVMOvq7hwfs/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148385769423846738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K9lHkvPVI/AAAAAAAAAew/NVMOvq7hwfs/s200/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K9lHkvPWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_Qe11FFAWUo/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148385769423846754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K9lHkvPWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_Qe11FFAWUo/s200/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148386147380968834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K97HkvPYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/4kn9AX1KgJg/s200/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K9lXkvPXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/V8P-IdYumpU/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148385773718814066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K9lXkvPXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/V8P-IdYumpU/s200/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-1966353444946594966?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1966353444946594966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=1966353444946594966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1966353444946594966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1966353444946594966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-as-i-see-it.html' title='Life as I see it'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R3K97XkvPZI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/epE2R8Vl-pg/s72-c/IMG_0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-2502144778310384575</id><published>2007-11-25T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:41:45.604-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Princesses'/><title type='text'>Disney Princesses on Ice</title><content type='html'>I went to see Disney Princesses on Ice on Friday night with Mommy and my best friend Cassie and her mommy. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said the most amazing part was that I actually sat still for the two hour performance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-2502144778310384575?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2502144778310384575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=2502144778310384575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2502144778310384575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2502144778310384575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/11/disney-princesses-on-ice.html' title='Disney Princesses on Ice'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-5873685585950558787</id><published>2007-11-09T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:55.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Princesses'/><title type='text'>Trick or Treat!!!</title><content type='html'>Jordan and I were pretty princesses for Halloween. Here are some photos to show off our cuteness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXpeUFeXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/FF0Sl906bmo/s1600-h/DSC04151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131033351737932146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXpeUFeXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/FF0Sl906bmo/s320/DSC04151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXp-UFeYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Zk-vdeE812k/s1600-h/DSC04161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131033360327866754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXp-UFeYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Zk-vdeE812k/s320/DSC04161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXqeUFeZI/AAAAAAAAAeA/HOQkEPo8Xyk/s1600-h/DSC04175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131033368917801362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXqeUFeZI/AAAAAAAAAeA/HOQkEPo8Xyk/s320/DSC04175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXquUFeaI/AAAAAAAAAeI/LP5m6lNe_0Y/s1600-h/DSC04180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131033373212768674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXquUFeaI/AAAAAAAAAeI/LP5m6lNe_0Y/s320/DSC04180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXrOUFebI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/bXp4Cf5dsqU/s1600-h/DSC04183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131033381802703282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXrOUFebI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/bXp4Cf5dsqU/s320/DSC04183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-5873685585950558787?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5873685585950558787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=5873685585950558787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/5873685585950558787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/5873685585950558787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/11/trick-of-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat!!!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RzUXpeUFeXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/FF0Sl906bmo/s72-c/DSC04151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-7553666610407419017</id><published>2007-10-18T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:57.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit to the Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBrNwiQDI/AAAAAAAAAc0/eREhpQSeTZY/s1600-h/n681692176_574151_1790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122916786817351730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBrNwiQDI/AAAAAAAAAc0/eREhpQSeTZY/s320/n681692176_574151_1790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBrtwiQEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/x25yZG8CRnk/s1600-h/DSC04094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122916795407286338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBrtwiQEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/x25yZG8CRnk/s320/DSC04094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBsdwiQFI/AAAAAAAAAdE/RdiyjzvMY9U/s1600-h/DSC04119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122916808292188242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBsdwiQFI/AAAAAAAAAdE/RdiyjzvMY9U/s320/DSC04119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBtNwiQGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/_4onqfiq_Zo/s1600-h/DSC04122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122916821177090146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBtNwiQGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/_4onqfiq_Zo/s320/DSC04122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBttwiQHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/jCs8FBLeTDM/s1600-h/DSC04127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122916829767024754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBttwiQHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/jCs8FBLeTDM/s320/DSC04127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122917212019114130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhCD9wiQJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/pKwTwV8QJzo/s320/DSC04130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122917203429179522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhCDdwiQII/AAAAAAAAAdc/MKIluYWfx6c/s320/DSC04132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-7553666610407419017?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7553666610407419017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=7553666610407419017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/7553666610407419017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/7553666610407419017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/10/visit-to-pumpkin-patch.html' title='A Visit to the Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RxhBrNwiQDI/AAAAAAAAAc0/eREhpQSeTZY/s72-c/n681692176_574151_1790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-4051790455224521875</id><published>2007-09-10T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:58.810-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Princesses'/><title type='text'>Wedding Fun</title><content type='html'>Here are some photos from Auntie Dorrain's wedding. We had so much fun!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdDjCJFKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/RPFnv0hXghs/s1600-h/DevinandBubba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108732405335266466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdDjCJFKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/RPFnv0hXghs/s320/DevinandBubba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdEjCJFLI/AAAAAAAAAcU/avY8dfVjRio/s1600-h/JordanandGrammy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108732422515135666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdEjCJFLI/AAAAAAAAAcU/avY8dfVjRio/s320/JordanandGrammy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdFDCJFMI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Lewcu8O_jlY/s1600-h/Jordanwedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108732431105070274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdFDCJFMI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Lewcu8O_jlY/s320/Jordanwedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdFzCJFNI/AAAAAAAAAck/MrVxrG08--Q/s1600-h/Jordanwedding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108732443989972178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdFzCJFNI/AAAAAAAAAck/MrVxrG08--Q/s320/Jordanwedding2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdGTCJFOI/AAAAAAAAAcs/uLj9rt8XLuw/s1600-h/Jordanwedding3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108732452579906786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdGTCJFOI/AAAAAAAAAcs/uLj9rt8XLuw/s320/Jordanwedding3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-4051790455224521875?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4051790455224521875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=4051790455224521875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4051790455224521875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4051790455224521875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/09/wedding-fun.html' title='Wedding Fun'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RuXdDjCJFKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/RPFnv0hXghs/s72-c/DevinandBubba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-6058536824195961726</id><published>2007-09-03T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:00.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even More Disney Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzC9sun4lI/AAAAAAAAAb0/nioeruKszF8/s1600-h/DSC03761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106170442765820498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzC9sun4lI/AAAAAAAAAb0/nioeruKszF8/s320/DSC03761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzC-cun4mI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FMPTu-1dZE4/s1600-h/DSC03859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106170455650722402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzC-cun4mI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FMPTu-1dZE4/s320/DSC03859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzC-sun4nI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ooEnErWwfR0/s1600-h/DSC03774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106170459945689714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzC-sun4nI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ooEnErWwfR0/s320/DSC03774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzCgcun4gI/AAAAAAAAAbM/j13S8Hd5saE/s1600-h/DSC03684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106169940254646786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzCgcun4gI/AAAAAAAAAbM/j13S8Hd5saE/s320/DSC03684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzChMun4hI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HmOL12zAHd0/s1600-h/DSC03687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106169953139548690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzChMun4hI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HmOL12zAHd0/s320/DSC03687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzChcun4iI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Jxu1bnJq76s/s1600-h/DSC03692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106169957434516002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzChcun4iI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Jxu1bnJq76s/s320/DSC03692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzChsun4jI/AAAAAAAAAbk/efpPYoH2_sc/s1600-h/DSC03706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106169961729483314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzChsun4jI/AAAAAAAAAbk/efpPYoH2_sc/s320/DSC03706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzCh8un4kI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Dnrr2hCudmA/s1600-h/DSC03749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106169966024450626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzCh8un4kI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Dnrr2hCudmA/s320/DSC03749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-6058536824195961726?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6058536824195961726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=6058536824195961726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/6058536824195961726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/6058536824195961726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/09/even-more-disney-photos.html' title='Even More Disney Photos'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzC9sun4lI/AAAAAAAAAb0/nioeruKszF8/s72-c/DSC03761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-6268016947083309500</id><published>2007-09-03T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:01.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Disney World Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106168604519817618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBSsun4ZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/lK0hRHY8loY/s320/DSC03636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBpcun4eI/AAAAAAAAAa8/7QFBKZe2_EU/s1600-h/DSC03710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106168995361841634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBpcun4eI/AAAAAAAAAa8/7QFBKZe2_EU/s320/DSC03710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBpsun4fI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jRJ5xN4B9Os/s1600-h/DSC03719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106168999656808946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBpsun4fI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jRJ5xN4B9Os/s320/DSC03719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBS8un4aI/AAAAAAAAAac/-KyTerOQfXU/s1600-h/DSC03640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106168608814784930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBS8un4aI/AAAAAAAAAac/-KyTerOQfXU/s320/DSC03640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBTcun4bI/AAAAAAAAAak/Vp_8xeyQEiY/s1600-h/DSC03643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106168617404719538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBTcun4bI/AAAAAAAAAak/Vp_8xeyQEiY/s320/DSC03643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBTsun4cI/AAAAAAAAAas/4C3CRhD5Mwg/s1600-h/DSC03647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106168621699686850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBTsun4cI/AAAAAAAAAas/4C3CRhD5Mwg/s320/DSC03647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBUMun4dI/AAAAAAAAAa0/UGq6IMMgEBw/s1600-h/DSC03657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106168630289621458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBUMun4dI/AAAAAAAAAa0/UGq6IMMgEBw/s320/DSC03657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-6268016947083309500?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6268016947083309500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=6268016947083309500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/6268016947083309500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/6268016947083309500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-disney-world-photos.html' title='More Disney World Photos'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzBSsun4ZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/lK0hRHY8loY/s72-c/DSC03636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-6714430839281646304</id><published>2007-09-03T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:02.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World Photos</title><content type='html'>We're back from Disney World and had an amazing time. It was the best vacation ever!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are on the bus to Disney World. It was late at night but we were so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAHsun4UI/AAAAAAAAAZs/MgBbJmOpBpg/s1600-h/DSC03598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106167316029628738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAHsun4UI/AAAAAAAAAZs/MgBbJmOpBpg/s320/DSC03598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAH8un4VI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/IeKtyjmu_rk/s1600-h/DSC03593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106167320324596050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAH8un4VI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/IeKtyjmu_rk/s320/DSC03593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first thing I wanted to do was meet Mickey Mouse, so, we went to his house the very first day at Disney World and met him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAIcun4WI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/RU7ctP-ayCg/s1600-h/DSC03623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106167328914530658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAIcun4WI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/RU7ctP-ayCg/s320/DSC03623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAI8un4XI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ZsjyGXTWWSs/s1600-h/DSC03613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106167337504465266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAI8un4XI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ZsjyGXTWWSs/s320/DSC03613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAJMun4YI/AAAAAAAAAaM/0kXPhQqtGCc/s1600-h/DSC03628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106167341799432578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAJMun4YI/AAAAAAAAAaM/0kXPhQqtGCc/s320/DSC03628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-6714430839281646304?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6714430839281646304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=6714430839281646304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/6714430839281646304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/6714430839281646304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/09/disney-world-photos.html' title='Disney World Photos'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RtzAHsun4UI/AAAAAAAAAZs/MgBbJmOpBpg/s72-c/DSC03598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-2421152173798627539</id><published>2007-08-09T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:03.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the lake</title><content type='html'>Here are some more photos from Mara Lake - just to show that Jordan and I weren't the only two people up there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDZ51oQRI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AIzMT15KQ2Y/s1600-h/DSC03513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096741515601395986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDZ51oQRI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AIzMT15KQ2Y/s320/DSC03513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with Nana on the boat. We're going to dip our legs in the water together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDaJ1oQSI/AAAAAAAAAY0/9R1MrOivpSw/s1600-h/DSC03511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096741519896363298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDaJ1oQSI/AAAAAAAAAY0/9R1MrOivpSw/s320/DSC03511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with Mommy and Jordan on Nana and Papa's new boat. Jordan loved riding on the boat - she snuggled with Mommy the whole time and seemed very happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDap1oQTI/AAAAAAAAAY8/41fLkTzsX4E/s1600-h/DSC03453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096741528486297906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDap1oQTI/AAAAAAAAAY8/41fLkTzsX4E/s320/DSC03453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am giving Papa hugs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDa51oQUI/AAAAAAAAAZE/D2IW7MRhogQ/s1600-h/DSC03458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096741532781265218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDa51oQUI/AAAAAAAAAZE/D2IW7MRhogQ/s320/DSC03458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John's so silly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDbZ1oQVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/WbBGQibq71k/s1600-h/DSC03487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096741541371199826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDbZ1oQVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/WbBGQibq71k/s320/DSC03487.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wasn't too sure about the boat. I was a little tired here and just wanted to have a sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-2421152173798627539?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2421152173798627539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=2421152173798627539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2421152173798627539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2421152173798627539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/08/fun-at-lake.html' title='Fun at the lake'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtDZ51oQRI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AIzMT15KQ2Y/s72-c/DSC03513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-4521838320497613418</id><published>2007-08-09T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:04.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The many faces of me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtCN51oQPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Ezhll0ZTaO4/s1600-h/DSC03477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096740209931337970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtCN51oQPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Ezhll0ZTaO4/s320/DSC03477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtCOZ1oQQI/AAAAAAAAAYk/et3kzPXfBTE/s1600-h/DSC03509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096740218521272578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtCOZ1oQQI/AAAAAAAAAYk/et3kzPXfBTE/s320/DSC03509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtB051oQKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/cqQRMjwqbI0/s1600-h/DSC03352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096739780434608290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtB051oQKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/cqQRMjwqbI0/s320/DSC03352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtB1J1oQLI/AAAAAAAAAX8/5ELTE2-Wjd8/s1600-h/DSC03372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096739784729575602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtB1J1oQLI/AAAAAAAAAX8/5ELTE2-Wjd8/s320/DSC03372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtB1Z1oQMI/AAAAAAAAAYE/i_RjeNA5IKA/s1600-h/DSC03400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096739789024542914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtB1Z1oQMI/AAAAAAAAAYE/i_RjeNA5IKA/s320/DSC03400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtB151oQNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/y-2e8SF2zKs/s1600-h/DSC03452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096739797614477522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtB151oQNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/y-2e8SF2zKs/s320/DSC03452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtB2J1oQOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/18uqQlBepUk/s1600-h/DSC03471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096739801909444834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtB2J1oQOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/18uqQlBepUk/s320/DSC03471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-4521838320497613418?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4521838320497613418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=4521838320497613418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4521838320497613418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4521838320497613418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/08/many-faces-of-me.html' title='The many faces of me!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtCN51oQPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Ezhll0ZTaO4/s72-c/DSC03477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-4444719192083420804</id><published>2007-08-09T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:06.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The many faces of Jordan</title><content type='html'>Isn't my baby sister cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAY51oQCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DtfluNLQaSg/s1600-h/DSC03345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096738199886643234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAY51oQCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DtfluNLQaSg/s320/DSC03345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAZJ1oQDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/1MViqlwmsCM/s1600-h/DSC03346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096738204181610546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAZJ1oQDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/1MViqlwmsCM/s320/DSC03346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAZZ1oQEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ducITzJodHU/s1600-h/DSC03349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096738208476577858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAZZ1oQEI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ducITzJodHU/s320/DSC03349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAZ51oQFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/04S4e60dmhI/s1600-h/DSC03356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096738217066512466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAZ51oQFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/04S4e60dmhI/s320/DSC03356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAaJ1oQGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/jLwQuuYY7ck/s1600-h/DSC03368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096738221361479778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAaJ1oQGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/jLwQuuYY7ck/s320/DSC03368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096738659448143986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAzp1oQHI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ENpMZWASL_E/s320/DSC03491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096738663743111298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAz51oQII/AAAAAAAAAXk/OSGZ-PkDJbk/s320/DSC03415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096738676628013202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtA0p1oQJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3MwKeNS0at4/s320/DSC03447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-4444719192083420804?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4444719192083420804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=4444719192083420804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4444719192083420804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4444719192083420804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/08/many-faces-of-jordan.html' title='The many faces of Jordan'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RrtAY51oQCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DtfluNLQaSg/s72-c/DSC03345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-6624183382123124344</id><published>2007-08-07T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:43:12.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at the Lake</title><content type='html'>We just got back from Nana and Papa's lake house and had so much fun! We played at the beach and on the playground, went for rides on the boat and even had a campfire! Mommy and Daddy did a good job of keeping me busy, although I did hear them say they could use a break (I don't know why!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also liked playing with the pups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like the puppies, Papa," I said on Sunday. "They drive me nuts all day long!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-6624183382123124344?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6624183382123124344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=6624183382123124344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/6624183382123124344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/6624183382123124344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/08/weekend-at-lake.html' title='Weekend at the Lake'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-1501169653136822256</id><published>2007-07-09T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T18:53:09.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whistler</title><content type='html'>We went up to Whistler on Sunday so that Daddy could ride his mountain bike with uncle Michael, so Mommy, me and Jordan visited with auntie Carrie and her friend Aimee. Boy did we have lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went for a gondola ride up to the top of the mountain! It was tons of fun. Mommy was going to take lots of pictures and was pretty disappointed to discover that the camera battery was dead. She should have recharged it before we went. But she said it's okay, that we would just have to do it again sometime real soon so that she could take pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having lunch on the very top of the mountain, we rode the gondola back down to the village. On the way down we were very quiet because Jordan was sleeping, but it was still lots of fun. Then we forgot about being quiet because I spotted a mommy bear with her baby bear! I pointed out the bears and we had a great time watching them eat. Some people on the mountain were getting pretty close to the bears with their cameras. Mommy said that was pretty stupid, that you never get close to a mommy and baby bear. I guess their mommies never told them that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the bear siting, we went for a long walk over to another part of the mountain called Blackcomb to visit the farmers market. Mommy bought be a big bag of organic blueberries and I ate almost the whole bag! They were so good. I love yummy blueberries! She also got some strawberries too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we stood in a really long lineup for some special popcorn called kettle corn. Mommy held me up so that I could see the man stirring up a big vat of popcorn. When we were waiting for our bags of popcorn (and sampling some free popcorn at the counter) a kernel flew out of the big vat and hit my arm! When the man came over to hand me the popcorn, I said, "You got me!" and showed him where the kernel hit me. Mommy said it mustn't have hurt, since I showed him the wrong arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked back to Whistler to meet Daddy and uncle Michael. They were both very dirty from their day of mountain biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said I did very good. I walked all by myself from the time we got there (10:30 a.m.) until we left (6:00 p.m.). I'm such a big girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-1501169653136822256?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1501169653136822256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=1501169653136822256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1501169653136822256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1501169653136822256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/07/whistler.html' title='Whistler'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-499512391820705713</id><published>2007-06-29T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:08.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Road Trip Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXx_07wXwI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k7zlfsgFuh0/s1600-h/DSC01306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081733833400803074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXx_07wXwI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k7zlfsgFuh0/s320/DSC01306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXyAU7wXxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NWvyuPjNU4M/s1600-h/DSC01315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081733841990737682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXyAU7wXxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NWvyuPjNU4M/s320/DSC01315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXyA07wXyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dol6uq9-WVM/s1600-h/DSC01317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081733850580672290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXyA07wXyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dol6uq9-WVM/s320/DSC01317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXyBU7wXzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/PA0nSgm8XV4/s1600-h/DSC01334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081733859170606898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXyBU7wXzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/PA0nSgm8XV4/s320/DSC01334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXyB07wX0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/K827REifWyI/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081733867760541506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXyB07wX0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/K827REifWyI/s320/DSC01333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-499512391820705713?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/499512391820705713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=499512391820705713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/499512391820705713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/499512391820705713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-road-trip-photos.html' title='More Road Trip Photos'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXx_07wXwI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k7zlfsgFuh0/s72-c/DSC01306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-605085122632676328</id><published>2007-06-29T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:10.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip Photos</title><content type='html'>I had a great time on our vacation with Teri, Cassie and Emily and can't wait to do it again! Mommy has a slightly different view on the subject - &lt;a href="http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-call-it-vacation-would-just-be-wrong.html"&gt;see here &lt;/a&gt;for her side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos from our great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwt07wXrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WLMPu3qaGxw/s1600-h/DSC01282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081732424651529906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwt07wXrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WLMPu3qaGxw/s320/DSC01282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwuU7wXsI/AAAAAAAAAU8/UESgIj86STk/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081732433241464514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwuU7wXsI/AAAAAAAAAU8/UESgIj86STk/s320/DSC01290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwuk7wXtI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2NwPgiEMEbE/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081732437536431826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwuk7wXtI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2NwPgiEMEbE/s320/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwvE7wXuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/X_Beax3Rs8Q/s1600-h/DSC01299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081732446126366434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwvE7wXuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/X_Beax3Rs8Q/s320/DSC01299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwvk7wXvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/UnwxzHXiwxw/s1600-h/DSC01301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081732454716301042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwvk7wXvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/UnwxzHXiwxw/s320/DSC01301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-605085122632676328?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/605085122632676328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=605085122632676328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/605085122632676328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/605085122632676328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/06/road-trip-photos.html' title='Road Trip Photos'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RoXwt07wXrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WLMPu3qaGxw/s72-c/DSC01282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-4297378044668381525</id><published>2007-05-30T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:47:24.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Libby</title><content type='html'>I have a new friend named Libby. Mommy calls her my imaginary friend. Each morning I make sure that Libby has a pair of underwear just like the pair I’m wearing. She plays in the sandbox with me and I share my Goldfish crackers with her at snack time. She spends a lot of time using the potty and is a very good girl. I like having her around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-4297378044668381525?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4297378044668381525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=4297378044668381525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4297378044668381525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4297378044668381525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-libby.html' title='My Libby'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-3086663096253063103</id><published>2007-05-27T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:12.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlotJM7WMWI/AAAAAAAAATk/nfWzJK9Ejis/s1600-h/DSC01128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069413966671130978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlotJM7WMWI/AAAAAAAAATk/nfWzJK9Ejis/s320/DSC01128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlotJs7WMXI/AAAAAAAAATs/dYYwoGLdO9s/s1600-h/DSC01129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069413975261065586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlotJs7WMXI/AAAAAAAAATs/dYYwoGLdO9s/s320/DSC01129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlotK87WMZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/cqq7t1lqCq8/s1600-h/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069413996735902098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlotK87WMZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/cqq7t1lqCq8/s320/DSC01171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlotLc7WMaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/46orwwOVNyg/s1600-h/DSC01182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069414005325836706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlotLc7WMaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/46orwwOVNyg/s320/DSC01182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rlorrc7WMSI/AAAAAAAAATE/hjg_jzJtiZU/s1600-h/DSC01097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069412356058394914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rlorrc7WMSI/AAAAAAAAATE/hjg_jzJtiZU/s320/DSC01097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Winnie the Pooh - Mommy made and decorated him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069413983851000194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlotKM7WMYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/jl61lwwVyzI/s320/DSC01151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rlorr87WMTI/AAAAAAAAATM/e9_gbVvBzQ0/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069412364648329522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rlorr87WMTI/AAAAAAAAATM/e9_gbVvBzQ0/s320/DSC01109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordan isn't too sure what to think of all the people watching her eat her lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rlorsc7WMUI/AAAAAAAAATU/mjElvWlnVkE/s1600-h/DSC01115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069412373238264130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rlorsc7WMUI/AAAAAAAAATU/mjElvWlnVkE/s320/DSC01115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's my friend Jacob with a fire truck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlortM7WMVI/AAAAAAAAATc/NzWuRnQ3GgY/s1600-h/DSC01116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069412386123166034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlortM7WMVI/AAAAAAAAATc/NzWuRnQ3GgY/s320/DSC01116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "My hero!" He came to my rescue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/14376300-3086663096253063103?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3086663096253063103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=3086663096253063103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3086663096253063103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3086663096253063103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/05/jordans-birthday-party.html' title='Jordan&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlotJM7WMWI/AAAAAAAAATk/nfWzJK9Ejis/s72-c/DSC01128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-1232084015329032187</id><published>2007-05-26T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T22:32:15.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for the Party</title><content type='html'>Today was a busy day getting ready for Jordan's party tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jordan went down for her nap, Mommy asked me if I wanted to help her run errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Run Aaron?" I asked, not sure what our neighbour Aaron had to do with anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Errands," said Mommy. "It means to quickly go out and get a few things done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah!" I shouted. It sounds like fun to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went to the bottle depot, to the produce store and to the grocery store. As we were driving to the bottle depot, Mommy told me to look out the window to see something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't see it, Mommy." I said. "I don't have a long neck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean you don't have a long neck?" Mommy asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't see that because I don't have a long neck," I explained. I mean seriously, does she really need more of an explanation? I Don't Have a Long Neck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love learning new words and learned something new the other day. I saw this worm-like bug and Daddy told me it's called a caterpillar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Caterpillar?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yup, Caterpillar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Caterpillar. I like that word!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what word I don't like? Spencer. Daddy rides his bike with Spencer sometimes. Whenever he does I remind him that I don't like that name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-1232084015329032187?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1232084015329032187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=1232084015329032187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1232084015329032187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1232084015329032187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/05/getting-ready-for-party.html' title='Getting Ready for the Party'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-5576440720763471997</id><published>2007-05-25T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:13.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Jordan!</title><content type='html'>It was Jordan's birthday yesterday. She turned 1 year old. We're going to have a big birthday party for her on Sunday. I can't wait to play with all the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068656922850635986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rld8nc7WMNI/AAAAAAAAASc/YHs-trtfmLs/s320/DSC01039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rld8_87WMOI/AAAAAAAAASk/_AlJQc-s6wk/s1600-h/DSC01046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068657343757431010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rld8_87WMOI/AAAAAAAAASk/_AlJQc-s6wk/s320/DSC01046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rld9Ac7WMPI/AAAAAAAAASs/GLCm8BdSxwM/s1600-h/DSC01061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068657352347365618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rld9Ac7WMPI/AAAAAAAAASs/GLCm8BdSxwM/s320/DSC01061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068658073901871362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rld9qc7WMQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Hgw758qdY2Y/s320/DSC01083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-5576440720763471997?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5576440720763471997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=5576440720763471997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/5576440720763471997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/5576440720763471997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-jordan.html' title='Happy Birthday, Jordan!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rld8nc7WMNI/AAAAAAAAASc/YHs-trtfmLs/s72-c/DSC01039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-8463774478956831298</id><published>2007-05-21T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:48:24.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, Car-tuna</title><content type='html'>We all went grocery shopping the other day and Daddy picked up a toy for me since I was such a good girl. It was a beautiful orange and black Hot Wheels car and I love it. It's my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, I proudly told Daddy the name of my new car, Cartuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cartoon?" asked Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, Cartuna!" Sometimes Mommy and Daddy just don't listen too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Car Tuna?" asked Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Cartuna!" I shouted happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan likes Cartuna too and is always trying to grab him when I'm not looking. Today I left Cartuna on the coffee table in the playroom and Jordan crawled over and grabbed him. I was not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cartuna!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and saved him from Jordan. Then Jordan started screaming (because she doesn't just cry, she screams).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Devin, let Jordan have a turn with the car," Mommy said. Probably because Jordan's screaming hurts her ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But Cartuna is my favourite!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then give Cartuna to Jordan and find something else to trade for it," Mommy said, making my theory about Jordan's screaming seem right on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave Cartuna back to Jordan and the screaming immediately stopped. Then I quickly found a baby toy and forced it into her other hand while taking Cartuna back. This time Jordan didn't cry and Cartuna was back where he belonged, safe with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-8463774478956831298?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8463774478956831298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=8463774478956831298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8463774478956831298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8463774478956831298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/05/yes-car-tuna.html' title='Yes, Car-tuna'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-493231053147841557</id><published>2007-05-18T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:05:19.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Roof and No Camera</title><content type='html'>Last week we got a new roof! I was very excited to have new people working around the house. Although the chain was on the front door, I opened it up as much as I could and yelled out the door to the roof guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi roof man!" I called over and over until he finally realized where I was calling from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Devin. Are you going to fix our roof?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make sure you fix it really good for Santa to land on," I told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay," he promised. "I'll build a really good roof for Santa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we have a brand new roof that is just waiting for Santa to come land on when he brings us presents at Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited my new little cousin Quinn the other day. She's so cute!!! While Mommy and I were having pizza in the kitchen, Daddy and Jordan were eating in the living room.  Jordan dug into the diaper bag and found our camera and was playing with it. Auntie Carrie noticed that Jordan was dunking the camera into a pot of water and got Daddy to stop her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says the camera should work once it dries out. We're waiting to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-493231053147841557?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/493231053147841557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=493231053147841557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/493231053147841557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/493231053147841557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-roof-and-no-camera.html' title='New Roof and No Camera'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-3756373345411467783</id><published>2007-05-12T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:15.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day at the Beach</title><content type='html'>One of my favourite things about summer is the beach. Mommy took Jordan and I to the beach on Friday with my best friend Cassie and her little sister Emily (and their mom Teri). It was so much fun! I didn't want to leave. But Mommy promised that we'd come back real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of us having tons of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaIVQtm_vI/AAAAAAAAARw/wzqyoFDqGxo/s1600-h/DSC01000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063884729869598450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaIVQtm_vI/AAAAAAAAARw/wzqyoFDqGxo/s320/DSC01000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaIVwtm_wI/AAAAAAAAAR4/W5GDp-eiJG0/s1600-h/DSC01015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063884738459533058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaIVwtm_wI/AAAAAAAAAR4/W5GDp-eiJG0/s320/DSC01015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaIWQtm_xI/AAAAAAAAASA/7fvdwbqdDqE/s1600-h/DSC01005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063884747049467666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaIWQtm_xI/AAAAAAAAASA/7fvdwbqdDqE/s320/DSC01005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaIWwtm_yI/AAAAAAAAASI/lW8ZB7QZjmY/s1600-h/DSC01021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063884755639402274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaIWwtm_yI/AAAAAAAAASI/lW8ZB7QZjmY/s320/DSC01021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaHvAtm_uI/AAAAAAAAARo/5o9MkDHfxhE/s1600-h/DSC01013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063884072739602146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaHvAtm_uI/AAAAAAAAARo/5o9MkDHfxhE/s320/DSC01013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-3756373345411467783?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3756373345411467783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=3756373345411467783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3756373345411467783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3756373345411467783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-another-day-at-beach.html' title='Just Another Day at the Beach'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RkaIVQtm_vI/AAAAAAAAARw/wzqyoFDqGxo/s72-c/DSC01000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-3340058167848044174</id><published>2007-05-09T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T23:15:41.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Texas on the way to heaven?</title><content type='html'>Today I was watching my new Dorothy swim and was missing my old Dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that don't know, Dorothy is my pet fish - I named her after Elmo's goldfish, even though my Dorothy is a Siamese fighting fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago my old Dorothy died, so we went to the pet store and found another Dorothy to replace her.  I'm still a little confused about this whole death and dying thing and can't quite figure out where old Dorothy REALLY is. But I think about it lots and ask tons of questions and will have it figured out in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after my old Dorothy died, I noticed that her bowl was empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where’s Dorothy,” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I flushed her down the toilet,” said Mommy. “That’s what you do when a fish dies.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s gone?” I asked. “Is she in the ocean with Nemo?” (I’ve seen Finding Nemo a million times a know that ALL drains lead to the ocean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, her body is probably floating in the ocean,” Mommy said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want Dorothy to be in the ocean, I want her to be here!” I cried as huge tears rolled down my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and I started a very long and confusing conversation death and about how all living things have to die one day, just like how Nemo’s mommy died in the very beginning of the movie. Once I seemed to understand, Mommy said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dorothy’s soul is in heaven with Jesus now. Isn’t that great to know that she’s up in heaven with Jesus?.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want Jesus to have my Dorothy, I want my Dorothy,” I shouted and cried. Then I looked up to heaven and shouted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“GIVE HER BACK!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today when I thought about Dorothy, I decided to talk to Mommy about her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I miss old Dorothy,” I told Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know sweetie, but you have a new Dorothy now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I miss Daddy,” I said, continuing on with the theme of people and animals I miss right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know sweetie,” Mommy said. “But Daddy will be home from Texas in only two more sleeps.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did Daddy go to heaven on his way to Texas?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No sweetie, heaven isn’t on the way to Texas,” she said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-3340058167848044174?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3340058167848044174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=3340058167848044174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3340058167848044174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3340058167848044174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-texas-on-way-to-heaven.html' title='Is Texas on the way to heaven?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-7882277066624546308</id><published>2007-05-04T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T19:30:29.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of exciting news!</title><content type='html'>I decided to start using the potty all by myself - I'm a big girl now! That's right, I'm wearing big girl underpants and using the potty for everything. In fact, I didn't have one accident today! I'm such a big girl. Now I can go to preschool!!!! I can hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even bigger news... Daddy bought me a big girl bike for learning how to use the potty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Jordan took her first step today. It was kind-of annoying. I wanted Mommy and Daddy to watch me riding my bike, but they just wanted to take pictures of Jordan's first step. After Jordan took a step, she stood and clapped. But by the time they grabbed the camera, Jordan didn't want to do it anymore. So they kept on trying to get her to clap, smile and walk, when they should have focused their attention on me! I was happy and wanted my picture taken. Sometimes parents just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a big girl now. Preschool, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-7882277066624546308?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7882277066624546308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=7882277066624546308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/7882277066624546308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/7882277066624546308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/05/lots-of-exciting-news.html' title='Lots of exciting news!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-653087954248378763</id><published>2007-04-30T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:16.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Birthday Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are some more photos from my birthday. Here I am with my little cousin Brynn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4wwtm_pI/AAAAAAAAARA/rIviLRQjT4Y/s1600-h/DSCN0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059434379246763666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4wwtm_pI/AAAAAAAAARA/rIviLRQjT4Y/s320/DSCN0675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4xAtm_qI/AAAAAAAAARI/m9Znb5_6lHg/s1600-h/DSCN0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059434383541730978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4xAtm_qI/AAAAAAAAARI/m9Znb5_6lHg/s320/DSCN0679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4xgtm_rI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6dxIZE4Sqsc/s1600-h/DSCN0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059434392131665586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4xgtm_rI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6dxIZE4Sqsc/s320/DSCN0681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4xwtm_sI/AAAAAAAAARY/N7lMpt_bA9Q/s1600-h/DSCN0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059434396426632898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4xwtm_sI/AAAAAAAAARY/N7lMpt_bA9Q/s320/DSCN0688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4yAtm_tI/AAAAAAAAARg/BJ_rk1IVa2I/s1600-h/DSCN0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059434400721600210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4yAtm_tI/AAAAAAAAARg/BJ_rk1IVa2I/s320/DSCN0685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-653087954248378763?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/653087954248378763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=653087954248378763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/653087954248378763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/653087954248378763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/04/more-birthday-pictures.html' title='More Birthday Pictures'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rja4wwtm_pI/AAAAAAAAARA/rIviLRQjT4Y/s72-c/DSCN0675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-5271643552443557582</id><published>2007-04-25T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:17.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel's Birthday at the Park</title><content type='html'>Here are some photos from Daniel's super fun party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RjAslgtm_lI/AAAAAAAAAQg/fngr6N1BODg/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057591404485082706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RjAslgtm_lI/AAAAAAAAAQg/fngr6N1BODg/s320/DSC00868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Why did you wake me up and where are we?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RjAslwtm_mI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TT5vSqaRIeA/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057591408780050018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RjAslwtm_mI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TT5vSqaRIeA/s320/DSC00892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I love playgrounds!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RjAsmQtm_nI/AAAAAAAAAQw/eskJjZqaTjU/s1600-h/DSC00905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057591417369984626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RjAsmQtm_nI/AAAAAAAAAQw/eskJjZqaTjU/s320/DSC00905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I see you!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RjAsmwtm_oI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3wVYAXAoGWI/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057591425959919234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RjAsmwtm_oI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3wVYAXAoGWI/s320/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally having fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-5271643552443557582?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5271643552443557582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=5271643552443557582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/5271643552443557582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/5271643552443557582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/04/daniels-birthday-at-park.html' title='Daniel&apos;s Birthday at the Park'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RjAslgtm_lI/AAAAAAAAAQg/fngr6N1BODg/s72-c/DSC00868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-7903797202832407943</id><published>2007-04-12T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:18.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I had my very first ballet class today with my best bud Cassie. Her mommy brought a camera and took these pictures. The class was so much fun! I can't wait for our next class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and don't I look like a pretty princess? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74fOjZf2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/PjNfMOGM1mI/s1600-h/DSCN2534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052749047322476386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74fOjZf2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/PjNfMOGM1mI/s320/DSCN2534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74g-jZf3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/SA75NW2eZH0/s1600-h/DSCN2533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052749077387247474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74g-jZf3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/SA75NW2eZH0/s320/DSCN2533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74iejZf4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/fy5BbYltYQo/s1600-h/DSCN2537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052749103157051266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74iejZf4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/fy5BbYltYQo/s320/DSCN2537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74j-jZf5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/QunECf28DjM/s1600-h/DSCN2542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052749128926855058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74j-jZf5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/QunECf28DjM/s320/DSCN2542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74lujZf6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/fB7WcsalucA/s1600-h/DSCN2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052749158991626146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74lujZf6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/fB7WcsalucA/s320/DSCN2559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052749416689663922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh740ujZf7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/1ZrnEjy_5TY/s320/DSCN2555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-7903797202832407943?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7903797202832407943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=7903797202832407943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/7903797202832407943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/7903797202832407943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/04/ballet-class.html' title='Ballet Class'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rh74fOjZf2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/PjNfMOGM1mI/s72-c/DSCN2534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-2530798658898072100</id><published>2007-04-09T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:19.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Easter Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After I devoured lots of chocolate we had an Easter egg fight. It was so much fun. I won two out of our three fights. I don't think Mommy is very good at Easter egg fights, not like me :) Here's a picture of the eggs after we cracked them and I tore them open in half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsQbejZfxI/AAAAAAAAAPI/JrkArZxfFb8/s1600-h/DSCN0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051649471270190866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsQbejZfxI/AAAAAAAAAPI/JrkArZxfFb8/s320/DSCN0769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a picture of Jordan and me with Mommy just before we went to church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsQb-jZfyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ir2fjalcNMA/s1600-h/DSCN0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051649479860125474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsQb-jZfyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ir2fjalcNMA/s320/DSCN0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's Jordan in her Easter outfit - doesn't she look cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsQcOjZfzI/AAAAAAAAAPY/fs-esQnRjdY/s1600-h/DSCN0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051649484155092786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsQcOjZfzI/AAAAAAAAAPY/fs-esQnRjdY/s320/DSCN0783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsQcejZf0I/AAAAAAAAAPg/EPwo8tADq6s/s1600-h/DSCN0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051649488450060098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsQcejZf0I/AAAAAAAAAPg/EPwo8tADq6s/s320/DSCN0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am in my Easter dress - I look just like a ballerina! So here I am spinning in circles, just like a ballerina. Mommy says that I get to start my ballet class this week - I can't wait! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051828472622186322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhuzOujZf1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/jr6BHNRhY2Q/s320/DSCN0779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-2530798658898072100?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2530798658898072100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=2530798658898072100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2530798658898072100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2530798658898072100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/04/more-easter-pictures.html' title='More Easter Pictures'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsQbejZfxI/AAAAAAAAAPI/JrkArZxfFb8/s72-c/DSCN0769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-3924742841408129142</id><published>2007-04-09T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:19.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Easter Bunny Came!</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure why, but there's a big bunny that delivers candy on Easter morning and he brought me lots!!! I rain down the stairs this morning asking Mommy, "Has the bunny been here? Has the bunny been here?" And he had! Look at what he left me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMpejZfsI/AAAAAAAAAOg/IKOa-_ScRqw/s1600-h/DSCN0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051645313741848258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMpejZfsI/AAAAAAAAAOg/IKOa-_ScRqw/s320/DSCN0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's what he left Jordan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMpujZftI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fnOw_rkDtug/s1600-h/DSCN0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051645318036815570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMpujZftI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fnOw_rkDtug/s320/DSCN0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The bunny left chocolate eggs for me all over my play room!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMp-jZfuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/wA7NigUI6q4/s1600-h/DSCN0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051645322331782882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMp-jZfuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/wA7NigUI6q4/s320/DSCN0743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMqejZfvI/AAAAAAAAAO4/gIT8wBc85Bw/s1600-h/DSCN0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051645330921717490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMqejZfvI/AAAAAAAAAO4/gIT8wBc85Bw/s320/DSCN0756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate! I ate so much chocolate that I ended up getting a tummy ache.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMqujZfwI/AAAAAAAAAPA/CzfTYILX-_0/s1600-h/DSCN0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051645335216684802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMqujZfwI/AAAAAAAAAPA/CzfTYILX-_0/s320/DSCN0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doesn't my little sister look happy? Mommy said that the Easter Bunny knew that she's too little to eat chocolate so he brought her some toys instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-3924742841408129142?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3924742841408129142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=3924742841408129142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3924742841408129142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3924742841408129142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-bunny-came.html' title='The Easter Bunny Came!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsMpejZfsI/AAAAAAAAAOg/IKOa-_ScRqw/s72-c/DSCN0740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-4482641988747795595</id><published>2007-04-09T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:21.232-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter Bunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'>Getting ready for Easter</title><content type='html'>Mommy said that the Easter Bunny is coming tomorrow with lots of treats and presents! So here we are getting ready for the big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKnejZfnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Wjl611ikWXQ/s1600-h/DSCN0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051643080358854258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKnejZfnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Wjl611ikWXQ/s320/DSCN0714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here Grammy is helping me make a Rice Krispie basket - the Easter Bunny is going to fill it up tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKnujZfoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/AX6WWBKQ1UU/s1600-h/DSCN0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051643084653821570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKnujZfoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/AX6WWBKQ1UU/s320/DSCN0718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marky and Jen came over to enjoy the fun with us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKoOjZfpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/pJBcHbwmQs4/s1600-h/DSCN0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051643093243756178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKoOjZfpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/pJBcHbwmQs4/s320/DSCN0722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's decorate eggs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKoujZfqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_ACBS5iUG-s/s1600-h/DSCN0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051643101833690786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKoujZfqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_ACBS5iUG-s/s320/DSCN0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at all my pretty eggs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKo-jZfrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/GvYTXKB1WyI/s1600-h/DSCN0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051643106128658098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKo-jZfrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/GvYTXKB1WyI/s320/DSCN0738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubba read me a bunch of stories before bedtime. I love stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-4482641988747795595?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4482641988747795595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=4482641988747795595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4482641988747795595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4482641988747795595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/04/getting-ready-for-easter.html' title='Getting ready for Easter'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RhsKnejZfnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Wjl611ikWXQ/s72-c/DSCN0714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-452517471895276915</id><published>2007-04-03T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T09:05:38.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Otters Holding Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/1HhrJNnVBXU' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/1HhrJNnVBXU'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy and I heard about these Cute Otters from the Aquarium holding hands, so I asked if I could see it. Then I watched it about a hundred times!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-452517471895276915?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/452517471895276915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=452517471895276915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/452517471895276915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/452517471895276915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/04/cute-otters-holding-hands.html' title='Cute Otters Holding Hands'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-532067638965548398</id><published>2007-03-24T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:21.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kids Party</title><content type='html'>Mommy took lots of pictures at my kids party today - she will hopefully get them loaded onto the computer on Monday. She had to use my mom's camera because our's is broken. Anyway, Teri took some photos and e-mailed them over - so here are some pictures from my totally awesome kids party today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Mommy made me a great cake that looked just like Lightning McQueen from Cars. It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX8ko2Q_AI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/u0lcub7Dkuw/s1600-h/BabyDevin"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045716663909022722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX8ko2Q_AI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/u0lcub7Dkuw/s400/BabyDevin" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am pretending to be a baby while my best bud Cassie feeds me a bottle :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX8lI2Q_BI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sz3arWbsFC0/s1600-h/DevinWatermelon"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045716672498957330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX8lI2Q_BI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sz3arWbsFC0/s400/DevinWatermelon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummmm, I love watermelon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX8lI2Q_CI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Fz_i_l2IX84/s1600-h/Jordan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX8lo2Q_DI/AAAAAAAAAMo/H9IOIEoZ-Ac/s1600-h/Jordan2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045716681088891954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX8lo2Q_DI/AAAAAAAAAMo/H9IOIEoZ-Ac/s400/Jordan2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordan was being silly with her birthday hat on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX8l42Q_EI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MBehToHVMNE/s1600-h/Jordan3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045716685383859266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX8l42Q_EI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MBehToHVMNE/s400/Jordan3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-532067638965548398?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/532067638965548398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=532067638965548398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/532067638965548398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/532067638965548398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-kids-party.html' title='My Kids Party'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX8ko2Q_AI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/u0lcub7Dkuw/s72-c/BabyDevin' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-5068678326043277187</id><published>2007-03-24T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:22.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake!</title><content type='html'>Here I am blowing out the candles on my cake on my birthday - Grammy made the cake for me and it had special Dora candies on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX71Y2Q--I/AAAAAAAAAMA/oK5z9rJshyw/s1600-h/DevinCake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045715852160203746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX71Y2Q--I/AAAAAAAAAMA/oK5z9rJshyw/s400/DevinCake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX71Y2Q-_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/ftgpPIPNOms/s1600-h/DevinCandle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045715852160203762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX71Y2Q-_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/ftgpPIPNOms/s400/DevinCandle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-5068678326043277187?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5068678326043277187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=5068678326043277187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/5068678326043277187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/5068678326043277187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/03/cake.html' title='Cake!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX71Y2Q--I/AAAAAAAAAMA/oK5z9rJshyw/s72-c/DevinCake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-4775746445237037204</id><published>2007-03-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:23.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents, Presents, Presents!</title><content type='html'>It was my birthday on Thursday (March 22) and we started the day with presents!!!! We also ended the day with presents too, when Bubba, Grammy, MarkyJen and Great-Grandma and Grandpa came over for my special birthday dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX6io2Q-5I/AAAAAAAAALY/uzk25t1NkkU/s1600-h/DevinPresent1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045714430526028690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX6io2Q-5I/AAAAAAAAALY/uzk25t1NkkU/s400/DevinPresent1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045714439115963346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX6jI2Q-9I/AAAAAAAAAL4/d6ZGW8vpln0/s400/DevinPresent5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045714439115963330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX6jI2Q-8I/AAAAAAAAALw/gF3SMI6HUbA/s400/DevinPresent4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX6i42Q-6I/AAAAAAAAALg/4aCG_myKXks/s1600-h/DevinPresent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045714434820996002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX6i42Q-6I/AAAAAAAAALg/4aCG_myKXks/s400/DevinPresent2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX6i42Q-7I/AAAAAAAAALo/sC1iQa5bkFU/s1600-h/DevinPresent3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045714434820996018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX6i42Q-7I/AAAAAAAAALo/sC1iQa5bkFU/s400/DevinPresent3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/14376300-4775746445237037204?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4775746445237037204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=4775746445237037204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4775746445237037204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4775746445237037204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/03/presents-presents-presents.html' title='Presents, Presents, Presents!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RgX6io2Q-5I/AAAAAAAAALY/uzk25t1NkkU/s72-c/DevinPresent1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-3954981461781690973</id><published>2007-03-18T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:24.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like Daddy</title><content type='html'>Whenever Daddy goes to the mountain to ride his bike, he always washes it after. Since I want to be just like Daddy, tonight I washed my bike while he washed his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rf4pO2O8E5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/E-8pUhAoE-4/s1600-h/DSCF5446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043513967754613650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rf4pO2O8E5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/E-8pUhAoE-4/s320/DSCF5446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like taking good care of my bike, just like Daddy does. And just like Daddy, one of my favourite places to go shopping is the bike store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rf4pPWO8E6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/8j0FSg85c5c/s1600-h/DSCF5448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043513976344548258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rf4pPWO8E6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/8j0FSg85c5c/s320/DSCF5448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, Daddy is spraying water on his bike, I better go help him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rf4pP2O8E7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/dej1wE2GgHY/s1600-h/DSCF5454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043513984934482866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rf4pP2O8E7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/dej1wE2GgHY/s320/DSCF5454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Daddy were upset after taking these two pictures. The camera is acting weird (that's my newest word - WEIRD - I say it all the time right now). Daddy said that we better get a new camera soon so we don't miss out on all these precious memories. Since it's my birthday on Thursday (I'll be 3), they better hurry. After all, what could be more precious than my third birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rf4pQWO8E8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/18vA1xUx6NA/s1600-h/DSCF5455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043513993524417474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rf4pQWO8E8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/18vA1xUx6NA/s320/DSCF5455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't wait for my birthday. I want ponies (My Little Ponies), Thomas the train and a new house! That's right, I just added a brand new house to my wish list.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Friday when we went to see Nanna, Mommy drove by some new houses and said, "Aren't they nice?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yeah," I replied. "I want a new house for my birthday!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But apparently I won't get a new house for my birthday. Maybe next year...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And speaking of my birthday, Mommy made a practice birthday dinner tonight. She made lasagna (but I kept on calling it pizza because lasagna is just too hard to say). She was worried that it wasn't good enough and asked how we liked it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It's so good," I told her. "You make the best food in the whole wide world!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Really?" Mommy asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yes, you cook the very best and this dinner is so yummy!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy felt very encouraged and said she would make the lasagna for the family when they come over on Thursday night. Only 4 more sleeps!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-3954981461781690973?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/3954981461781690973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=3954981461781690973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3954981461781690973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/3954981461781690973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-like-daddy.html' title='Just Like Daddy'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rf4pO2O8E5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/E-8pUhAoE-4/s72-c/DSCF5446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-7133412782543986347</id><published>2007-03-14T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:31:45.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love the Sun!</title><content type='html'>It's been raining so much lately that Mommy taught me a new song, "Rain, rain, go away, come again another day!" We've been singing it LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today the sun was out!!!! We were so excited that we walked up to a park and played and played and played. I got to run around with my friend Matthew, while my Mommy and his mommy talked and held our baby sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy put Jordan in the little kids swing and she really liked it. She laughed and giggled. I went on the same swing and Mommy pushed me so high that I could almost touch the sky! I keep on yelling, "higher, higher!" She gave me lots of really big pushes. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nap time we went for a long walk, but Mommy bought me some cookies, so it wasn't that bad. We walked for about an hour and a half to get our car from the garage. It had a check up and did good. I asked Mommy, "Does the car need a band-aid?" But it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's sunny again tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-7133412782543986347?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7133412782543986347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=7133412782543986347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/7133412782543986347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/7133412782543986347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-sun.html' title='I Love the Sun!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-693424434722031439</id><published>2007-02-26T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:25.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RePPoxedCbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uKa-QFpoN-c/s1600-h/DSCF5412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036097107713132978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RePPoxedCbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uKa-QFpoN-c/s320/DSCF5412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jordan with her friend Emily. They get to play together whenever Cassie and I hang out! The little sisters are great for distracting our mommies. While they are standing here smiling, Cassie and I are busy getting into trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RePPpRedCcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/MUr6fn9QL-g/s1600-h/DSCF5413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036097116303067586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RePPpRedCcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/MUr6fn9QL-g/s320/DSCF5413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordan loves playing her piano - just as much as I love playing our big piano. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RePPphedCdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/tN7ec9fbjDw/s1600-h/DSCF5430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036097120598034898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RePPphedCdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/tN7ec9fbjDw/s320/DSCF5430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy thinks that Jordan looks a lot like Daddy. What do you think? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RePPqBedCeI/AAAAAAAAAJE/VZDOg3atgwI/s1600-h/DSCF5424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036097129187969506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RePPqBedCeI/AAAAAAAAAJE/VZDOg3atgwI/s320/DSCF5424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am being silly. Aren't I cute! I am so funny and pretty and tell my Mommy and Daddy that constantly. Mommy says that she's glad I have good self-esteem (whatever that means!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-693424434722031439?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/693424434722031439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=693424434722031439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/693424434722031439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/693424434722031439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/02/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RePPoxedCbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uKa-QFpoN-c/s72-c/DSCF5412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-8373581952940291593</id><published>2007-02-22T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:25.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures, Pictures, Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's me and Jordan riding the Sky Train!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rd5jaxedCWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HxbCfvwJ_D8/s1600-h/DSCF5394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034570745055611234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rd5jaxedCWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HxbCfvwJ_D8/s320/DSCF5394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rd5jbRedCXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/WYglo5WQFBg/s1600-h/DSCF5396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034570753645545842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rd5jbRedCXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/WYglo5WQFBg/s320/DSCF5396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tub Time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rd5jbhedCYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3H5stzPO3ps/s1600-h/DSCF5371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034570757940513154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rd5jbhedCYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3H5stzPO3ps/s320/DSCF5371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rd5jcBedCZI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vnw_zLICQ3g/s1600-h/DSCF5372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034570766530447762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rd5jcBedCZI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vnw_zLICQ3g/s320/DSCF5372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-8373581952940291593?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8373581952940291593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=8373581952940291593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8373581952940291593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8373581952940291593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/02/pictures-pictures-pictures.html' title='Pictures, Pictures, Pictures'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rd5jaxedCWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HxbCfvwJ_D8/s72-c/DSCF5394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-1613603197134752296</id><published>2007-01-31T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:10:01.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I rode the Sky Train</title><content type='html'>On Saturday I got to ride the Sky Train! It was so much fun!!!!! I jumped all around, looked out the window and chatted with EVERYONE that got on board the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the end of the line, we went to Missions Fest for a few hours. It was lots of fun - there were tons of people to talk to and Mommy even bought me an awesome video from the &lt;a href="http://www.insightforliving.ca/public.php?page_id=2&amp;level=0"&gt;Paws &amp;amp; Tales series&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got to ride the train home again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-1613603197134752296?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1613603197134752296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=1613603197134752296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1613603197134752296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1613603197134752296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-rode-sky-train.html' title='I rode the Sky Train'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-2846768429290705003</id><published>2007-01-18T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:26.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Polly Pocket dolls have been given good names</title><content type='html'>Today Mommy was playing with me and my Polly Pocket dolls. I grabbed the boy doll and told Mommy, "Marky wants to go into the pool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who is Marky?" Mommy asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Him," I said as I held up my boy Polly Pocket doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh," Mommy replied. "I didn't know you named them. What are the girl's names?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This one is Jen," I said holding up the one with long brown hair like my auntie Jen. "And this one is Devin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are my dolls -Jen, Marky and Devin. Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Ra-_2HA38lI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Z733gC4ETw8/s1600-h/DSCF5387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021443045857948242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Ra-_2HA38lI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Z733gC4ETw8/s320/DSCF5387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-2846768429290705003?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2846768429290705003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=2846768429290705003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2846768429290705003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2846768429290705003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-polly-pocket-dolls-have-been-given.html' title='My Polly Pocket dolls have been given good names'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Ra-_2HA38lI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Z733gC4ETw8/s72-c/DSCF5387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-2205718450444363908</id><published>2007-01-12T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:34:05.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Potty</title><content type='html'>I've discovered a really neat way to get mommy and daddy out of bed early in the morning - I shout, "I have to go to the potty!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those simple little words get mommy and daddy out of bed instantly as we rush to the potty. That doesn't mean anything happens - in fact, most mornings nothing happens at all - but mommy says it will happen soon. Soon I'll be a big girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-2205718450444363908?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2205718450444363908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=2205718450444363908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2205718450444363908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/2205718450444363908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2007/01/early-morning-potty.html' title='Early Morning Potty'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-1384903189703577767</id><published>2006-12-24T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:27.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early Merry Christmas at Nanna and Papa's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68DVYz_3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/elNTQMSkzc0/s1600-h/DSCF5123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012150200776785778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68DVYz_3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/elNTQMSkzc0/s320/DSCF5123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68D1Yz_4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/LwS9oDyM5Tg/s1600-h/DSCF5135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012150209366720386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68D1Yz_4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/LwS9oDyM5Tg/s320/DSCF5135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68EVYz_5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ti3Cw4CwAZ4/s1600-h/DSCF5151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012150217956654994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68EVYz_5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ti3Cw4CwAZ4/s320/DSCF5151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68ElYz_6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/l3zne0v495E/s1600-h/DSCF5168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012150222251622306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68ElYz_6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/l3zne0v495E/s320/DSCF5168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68FFYz_7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/n0sLNhgfvLY/s1600-h/DSCF5149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012150230841556914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68FFYz_7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/n0sLNhgfvLY/s320/DSCF5149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-1384903189703577767?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1384903189703577767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=1384903189703577767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1384903189703577767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1384903189703577767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/early-merry-christmas-at-nanna-and.html' title='An Early Merry Christmas at Nanna and Papa&apos;s'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RY68DVYz_3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/elNTQMSkzc0/s72-c/DSCF5123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-613918099741185652</id><published>2006-12-15T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:28.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Hero</title><content type='html'>Look at me, I'm a super hero! I have a really great mask that Mommy made for me and we turned my blanket into a cape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYOILlYz_wI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XX5r34W2JLU/s1600-h/DSCF5101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008996943162244866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYOILlYz_wI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XX5r34W2JLU/s320/DSCF5101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First I saved my kitty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we flew around the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYOIMlYz_xI/AAAAAAAAADY/o_uauqBHrOk/s1600-h/DSCF5106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008996960342114066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYOIMlYz_xI/AAAAAAAAADY/o_uauqBHrOk/s320/DSCF5106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYOIOlYz_yI/AAAAAAAAADg/9u78oavMWo0/s1600-h/DSCF5107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008996994701852450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYOIOlYz_yI/AAAAAAAAADg/9u78oavMWo0/s320/DSCF5107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordan thought I was pretty funny. Here she is looking silly with Daddy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYOIPVYz_zI/AAAAAAAAADo/YUsC1miA7xM/s1600-h/DSCF5110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008997007586754354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYOIPVYz_zI/AAAAAAAAADo/YUsC1miA7xM/s320/DSCF5110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy says that Jordan looks tired here - but she mustn't be. She was up all last night and doesn't want to sleep tonight either. Mommy says it's because she's teething, but I just think that Jordan doesn't like sleeping much. It makes sense, I don't like sleeping much either - I don't want to miss out on all the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-613918099741185652?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/613918099741185652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=613918099741185652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/613918099741185652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/613918099741185652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/super-hero.html' title='Super Hero'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYOILlYz_wI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XX5r34W2JLU/s72-c/DSCF5101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-8832142024646809695</id><published>2006-12-13T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:29.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Jordan</title><content type='html'>I really love my little sister, Jordan. She always watches everything I do and usually giggles at my silly faces. Whenever she is crying, Mommy asks me if I will cheer her up by playing with her - and it usually works. Well, except for today. Mommy said that Jordan's getting teeth and that it really hurts. I wish the teeth would just come soon, because I couldn't hear the TV very well when I was trying to watch Toy Story and Jordan wouldn't stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of my little sister. Here we are in bed cuddling on Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD55qAwMcI/AAAAAAAAACg/dmlLVT6xRQw/s1600-h/DSCF4996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008277554561298882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD55qAwMcI/AAAAAAAAACg/dmlLVT6xRQw/s320/DSCF4996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Jordan crying at my soccer practice on Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD556AwMdI/AAAAAAAAACo/uZsTOiNOUP8/s1600-h/DSCF5021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008277558856266194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD556AwMdI/AAAAAAAAACo/uZsTOiNOUP8/s320/DSCF5021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Jordan's friend Emily. I'm friend's with Emily's sister Cassandra.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD56KAwMeI/AAAAAAAAACw/CGSVprT1JgU/s1600-h/DSCF5079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008277563151233506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD56KAwMeI/AAAAAAAAACw/CGSVprT1JgU/s320/DSCF5079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's Daddy holding Jordan at my soccer practice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD56qAwMfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/apTVPd6C6vQ/s1600-h/DSCF5042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008277571741168114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD56qAwMfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/apTVPd6C6vQ/s320/DSCF5042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-8832142024646809695?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8832142024646809695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=8832142024646809695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8832142024646809695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/8832142024646809695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-jordan.html' title='I Love Jordan'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD55qAwMcI/AAAAAAAAACg/dmlLVT6xRQw/s72-c/DSCF4996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-7385990924815843772</id><published>2006-12-13T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:29.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa, Santa, Santa!</title><content type='html'>On Saturday we went to the mall. Mommy just wanted to do some Christmas shopping, but I knew Santa would be there, so I just kept on chanting, "I want to see Santa". Since I said it so many times, Mommy and Daddy decided to stand in line so that we could all see him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited and when we walked through the gate I felt completely overwhelmed. I covered my eyes and hid behind Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Mommy and Daddy joined Jordan and I for our picture with Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD2jKAwMbI/AAAAAAAAACU/2zg7ZtXtXJU/s1600-h/Santa1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008273869479358898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD2jKAwMbI/AAAAAAAAACU/2zg7ZtXtXJU/s320/Santa1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Santa asked me what I want for Christmas I said, "An Apple!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Don't you want anything else? Would you like a toy for Christmas?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just smiled, I know he'll bring me lots of toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he handed me an apple and I ate it whole - without having it cut up or anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great trip to see Santa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-7385990924815843772?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/7385990924815843772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=7385990924815843772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/7385990924815843772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/7385990924815843772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/santa-santa-santa.html' title='Santa, Santa, Santa!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RYD2jKAwMbI/AAAAAAAAACU/2zg7ZtXtXJU/s72-c/Santa1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-1414288719437873227</id><published>2006-12-11T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:29.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no Merry Christmas at my house...</title><content type='html'>I was at Grammy's house last week and noticed some pretty lights on her house. I asked her if they were for Halloween - she said, "No, they are Christmas lights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "There's no ho, ho, ho at my house." Grammy told Mommy this as soon as she came to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we were driving home I saw more Christmas lights. I pointed excitedly and yelled, "Look! Merry Christmas!" But when we got home, there were no lights up around our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "There's no Merry Christmas at our house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mommy decided that we needed Merry Christmas at our house and last night we put up our Christmas tree and lots of decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "It's Merry Christmas!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of us making it Christmas at our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5WbpyStEI/AAAAAAAAABk/pux3kIarx8c/s1600-h/DSCF5007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007534868755821634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5WbpyStEI/AAAAAAAAABk/pux3kIarx8c/s320/DSCF5007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I helped Daddy put the tree together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5WcJyStFI/AAAAAAAAABs/n42R0D03uMY/s1600-h/DSCF5010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007534877345756242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5WcJyStFI/AAAAAAAAABs/n42R0D03uMY/s320/DSCF5010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordan's too little to help, so she just watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007534894525625458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5WdJyStHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/HaNGHpUJNe8/s320/DSCF5015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I loved decorating the tree. It was fun to play pretend with all the oraments. I just don't understand why I can't play with them all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5WcpyStGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oAigoWl90S4/s1600-h/DSCF5013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007534885935690850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5WcpyStGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oAigoWl90S4/s320/DSCF5013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After Mommy and I finished putting all the ornaments on the tree, I didn't want it to be done, so I grabbed this pretty Christmas tree thing to put on the tree. Mommy took it off and told me it's a pot holder. I'm not sure why it can't go on the tree, but Mommy did hang it up in the kitchen, so that's good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we finished putting up Merry Christmas at myhouse, I told Mommy and Daddy that I wanted to sleep in the chair beside the tree until Santa came, but they wouldn't let me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning I woke up and looked for signs that Santa had been here, but he hasn't come yet. Mommy says that he will come, but it's too far away for me to count. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't think she's right. I'll get up bright and early tomorrow to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-1414288719437873227?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1414288719437873227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=1414288719437873227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1414288719437873227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/1414288719437873227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/theres-no-merry-christmas-at-my-house.html' title='There&apos;s no Merry Christmas at my house...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5WbpyStEI/AAAAAAAAABk/pux3kIarx8c/s72-c/DSCF5007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-4608014055466960704</id><published>2006-12-11T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:28:30.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you tell what sport this is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Monday is one of my favourite days of the week because I have a fun sports class with my best bud Cassandra. Can you tell what sport we're playing? Take a guess and I'll tell you at the end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5U_JySs_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/dkEc-nX1DFw/s1600-h/DSCF5059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007533279617922034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5U_JySs_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/dkEc-nX1DFw/s320/DSCF5059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here Cassie and I are chasing each other around the gym! I love running!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5U_pyStAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/YnDO0wzE5SA/s1600-h/DSCF5065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007533288207856642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5U_pyStAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/YnDO0wzE5SA/s320/DSCF5065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy says that it looks like we're wrestling, but we're really giving each other BIG HUGS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5VAJyStBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4FKx7Q06UW8/s1600-h/DSCF5066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007533296797791250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5VAJyStBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4FKx7Q06UW8/s320/DSCF5066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We almost always fall to the ground after a big hug.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5VApyStCI/AAAAAAAAABA/sx3IIVhp7xc/s1600-h/DSCF5072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007533305387725858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5VApyStCI/AAAAAAAAABA/sx3IIVhp7xc/s320/DSCF5072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love being the tickle monster and couldn't resist tickling Cassie once I tackled her, I mean hugged her, to the ground.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5VBJyStDI/AAAAAAAAABI/TFErJRdVuys/s1600-h/DSCF5070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007533313977660466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5VBJyStDI/AAAAAAAAABI/TFErJRdVuys/s320/DSCF5070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we are comparing owie's - we both have lots of brusies on our legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you guess what sport we played today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was SOCCER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-4608014055466960704?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4608014055466960704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=4608014055466960704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4608014055466960704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/4608014055466960704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/can-you-tell-what-sport-this-is.html' title='Can you tell what sport this is?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RX5U_JySs_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/dkEc-nX1DFw/s72-c/DSCF5059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-116482525433544013</id><published>2006-11-29T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T10:34:14.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting is fun!</title><content type='html'>This morning we made crafts! It was so much fun. Mommy says that I'm such a good artist. Here are some of the things I made today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/320/591450/DSCF4963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my stop light - I know that red means stop and green means go. But I always want to go fast!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/1600/761713/29Nov06b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/320/781820/29Nov06b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/1600/187777/29Nov06c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/320/207258/29Nov06c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/1600/666550/29Nov06e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/320/227116/29Nov06e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Elmo and he has my hands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/1600/727362/DSCF4962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/320/983981/DSCF4962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/14376300-116482525433544013?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116482525433544013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=116482525433544013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/116482525433544013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/116482525433544013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/11/painting-is-fun.html' title='Painting is fun!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-116475899220478837</id><published>2006-11-28T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:09:52.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Snow,  Snow!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/1600/118025/DSCF4907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/320/25000/DSCF4907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Jesus made snow!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/1600/359399/DSCF4886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/320/139904/DSCF4886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Mommy and Jordan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/1600/545862/DSCF4897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/320/213773/DSCF4897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at all the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/1600/106282/DSCF4880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7998/1176/320/841892/DSCF4880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm helping Daddy shovel the driveway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-116475899220478837?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116475899220478837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=116475899220478837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/116475899220478837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/116475899220478837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/11/snow-snow-snow.html' title='Snow, Snow,  Snow!!!!!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-116269989973596676</id><published>2006-11-04T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:11:39.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy, Busy</title><content type='html'>I've been so busy lately that it seems like there is never time to get everything done! Take today, between playing, eating, bathing, napping and begging to eat my Halloween candy, there just wasn't enough time to do everything I wanted to do! What I really wanted was for Daddy to take me to the beach, but he said no. Apparently, he thinks that the wind and rain happening outside of our house will be happening at the beach too. Silly daddy! Doesn't he know that it's always nice at the beach! That's why it's one of my favourite places to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of what I've been up to lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like helping mommy give Jordan her baths. She's getting to be so big now that she's too big for her little baby tub.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm such a big girl now that I have BUNK BEDS!!!!! I just love my bunk bed. Uncle Marky and Auntie Jen helped bring them to our house in their big red truck. Then Uncle Marky helped daddy put the bunk beds together while I played with Auntie Jen. I make sure that I tell everyone that I see about my new bunk beds and about how fun they are!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We did the corn maze on the Thanksgiving weekend and I met this little boy while we were there. We held hands for a bit and had fun playing together in the maze. But then we got seperated and didn't find each other again. He was so cute! But I did get to pick which way we went and made lots of good choices - although near the end I got really tired and daddy took over and carried me out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am with my cousin Brynn playing at Nanna's house before Thanksgiving dinner. I always wear buckets on my head like a hat and Brynn decided to copy me. So we held hands and danced around for a bit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-116269989973596676?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116269989973596676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=116269989973596676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/116269989973596676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/116269989973596676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/11/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy, Busy'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-115600520592334167</id><published>2006-08-19T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T09:33:25.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love going to the park to watch ducks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4349.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love looking at the duckies - I wonder what he's thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Jordan, she can't run and play and have fun yet. I can't wait until she's bigger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with my buddy Cassie - we're having a quick snack while keeping our eyes on the ducks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-115600520592334167?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/115600520592334167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=115600520592334167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115600520592334167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115600520592334167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-going-to-park-to-watch-ducks.html' title='I love going to the park to watch ducks!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-115584933279045023</id><published>2006-08-17T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T14:15:32.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Terrible Potty</title><content type='html'>Mommy and Daddy think it's time that I start learning how to learn the potty, but I really don't want to. During the past week I've been peeing on the potty once a day for candies (M&amp;amp;Ms), but that's about it. Whenever Mommy asks if I have to pee, I say "no" and run away. It's just not any fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I went pee-pee on the potty this morning, Mommy put on my big girl panties and said that we were going to focus on using the potty today. Then she kept on asking me if I had to go pee and I just kept on saying no, and then kept on peeing my pants. I don't know why it bothered Mommy that I kept on wetting my pants, because it didn't bother me at all. But after having three accidents, Mommy said she was tired of cleaning the mess and decided it was time to go outside. The minute I got outside, I had another accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy asked me if I went pee-pee in my pants and I said, "no!" and ran away. She must have believed me because she let me play in my soaking wet pants. It wasn't very comfortable and I walked with my legs wide apart, but it didn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After staying in my wet pants for a while, I decided it was time to get clean, so I told Mommy that I had to use the potty. When she took off my stinky pants, she knew I already went, but she sat me on the potty anyway. But I didn't really have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute she left the room, I hopped off the potty and started playing - even though she told me to stay on it. Jordan was laying on the floor, so I decided to play with her by jumping over her. When Mom came back after switching over the laundry, she freaked out that I was playing with Jordan. I'm such a good jumper - I don't know why it bothered her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that I'm done trying to use the potty today. It isn't any fun. Well, it's nap time - at least I get to wear my diaper for nap time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-115584933279045023?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/115584933279045023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=115584933279045023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115584933279045023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115584933279045023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/08/terrible-potty.html' title='The Terrible Potty'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-115527802926049614</id><published>2006-08-10T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:33:49.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>I don't really have time to tell you about all the fun stuff that we've been up to this summer, but I thought I would at least show you some pictures. We've been visiting fishies at the aquarium lots, swimming in Grammy's pool, playing with Jordan, learning to use the potty, learning to ride a bike and so much more! Mommy is also going to the gym a lot, which is awsome because I get to play with kids and make crafts! I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love this dress and ask to wear it almost every day - even when it's cold out and Mommy makes me wear pants with it to stay warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a picture of Jordan sleeping. Mommy says that she's getting too big for her bassinett and will need my crib soon. I'm going to get a big girl bed any day now - Mommy and Daddy ordered it a few weeks ago. I'm pretty excited. I'm learning to use the potty for candies and will be getting a big bed! What's next?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4131.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4131.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are with Daddy taking a little break after a long day of playing in the backyard and running through the sprinkler.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy wanted to take my picture, but I just wanted to get outside and ride! Apparently I'll be able to go faster when I learn to use the pedals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCN1241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCN1241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCN1231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCN1231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-115527802926049614?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/115527802926049614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=115527802926049614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115527802926049614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115527802926049614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/08/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-115259297148184289</id><published>2006-07-10T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:42:51.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about Daddy!</title><content type='html'>Daddy took last week off work and we had so much fun together. Daddy and I went to the zoo, to the aquarium, to the park and did tons of fun stuff together - oh, Mommy and Jordan came everywhere with us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't very happy that Daddy had to go back to work today. I kept telling Mommy, "I need Daddy!", but she wouldn't make him come home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some photos from our super fun week together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are watching the big whales at the aquarium!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Jordan with her WubbaNubb - Mommy says it's the best thing ever because it makes Jordan happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and I rode on a train at the zoo while Mommy fed Jordan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm trying to show Daddy which way to go, but he's not paying much attention.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-115259297148184289?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/115259297148184289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=115259297148184289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115259297148184289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115259297148184289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-all-about-daddy.html' title='It&apos;s all about Daddy!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-115189864514721727</id><published>2006-07-02T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T20:50:45.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've had a big week full of water fun! Grammy has been teaching me how to swim and jump into her pool. I'm getting really good at it. With my special bathing suit, I can swim to the ladder all by myself. Grammy says that if I use both arms to swim that I'll go straight instead of in circles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy's been walking all over White Rock lately - she says she needs the exercise. This week she took me to a new park, a water park! Here I am playing in the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are heading home from the water park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back again the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF4015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF4015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met up with my friend Cassie. We mostly ignored each other or fought over the bucket. It was lots of fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy says that we need to add some photos of Jordan since she's getting so big now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-115189864514721727?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/115189864514721727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=115189864514721727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115189864514721727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115189864514721727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/07/water-wonder.html' title='Water Wonder'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-115094827180625892</id><published>2006-06-21T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T20:51:11.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I love my Daddy so much and was very excited when Mommy told me that today was a special day just for him. I thought that we should celebrate with a bike ride to the beach or park, but spending the day with Daddy at Grammy and Bubba's house was just as much fun. Here are some pictures Mommy took of us celebrating my Daddy's special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here Daddy is opening the present we got him. He's really tired, so Mommy let him go back to bed after he opened his gift. But she made him get up after an hour so that she could sleep. Poor Mommy is really tired all the time now. My baby sister Jordan doesn't sleep much at night, which means Mommy doesn't sleep either.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(A side note from Mommy: &lt;em&gt;the doctor says that Jordan might have acid reflux - so we're going to try keeping her head slightly elevated when she tries to sleep to see if that helps. I'm willing to try anything at this point. Last night I got a grand total of 3 hours of sleep and was really looking forward to nap time today. Devin napped, but Jordan didn't.&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't I pretty? Here I am the day before Father's Day driving out to Nanna and Papa's house. It was a long drive and Mommy tried her best to entertain me. Taking pictures was part of the fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here we are swimming in Grammy's pool. I had tons of fun with Daddy splashing and learning to swim. The best part of all was sitting on the pool ladder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nothing beats a good slice of watermelon. Yummy! Although it is a messy fruit to eat. Mommy had to clean off my hands, face and tummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I just love my auntie Jen - she's the funnest! We played catch and soccer together and ran around the pool and yard all day. We played hide-and-seek and I only wanted auntie Jen to find me. Mommy came looking and I said, "No Mommy! Jen is funnest!" After having lots of fun, it was time for a short break with auntie Jen.  I can't wait until the next time she comes over to play! Mommy says that she can't wait either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-115094827180625892?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/115094827180625892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=115094827180625892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115094827180625892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/115094827180625892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/06/daddys-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114904560709020312</id><published>2006-05-30T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:20:07.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More about my baby sister</title><content type='html'>When I saw Jordan wearing this outfit, I told Mommy, "Baby Jordan's a princess!" Doesn't she look so cute? Mommy agreed and told me that we are both her little princesses. Of course, I thought, don't I always tell you that I'm a pretty princess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy says that I smile just like Bubba. Which is cool, 'cuz I always want to be around Bubba!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; The other night night Nanna and Papa came over when their flight landed from Mexico. After playing with Jordan for a bit, Mommy let me stay up late to visit. After a while of listening to boring adult talk, I cracked open a new book and sat like a lady to read it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here Jordan and I am with Nanna and Papa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with uncle Marky and auntie Jen. When Mommy told me they were coming over, I chanted "Marky, Jen, Marky, Jen," until they arrived. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Auntie Jen is so much fun, she played with me for a long time - we built with blocks, bounced balls, coloured pictures (including auntie Jen's famous "flower Elmo")  and lots more. I just love it when they come over to play!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114904560709020312?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114904560709020312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114904560709020312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114904560709020312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114904560709020312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/05/more-about-my-baby-sister.html' title='More about my baby sister'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114869942307136316</id><published>2006-05-26T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T20:10:23.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Baby, a baby, a baby!</title><content type='html'>I'm a big sister. On Wednesday night Mommy gave birth to my baby sister Jordan. She is so cute and I just want to share all my dollies with her and tickle her! I knew it was going to be a baby sister. I started telling Mommy and Daddy that the baby was a girl over the weekend, but they didn't believe me! But I just knew and kept on telling them that I was going to have a baby sister soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos. Mommy said that she'll put more up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/DSCF3866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/DSCF3866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114869942307136316?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114869942307136316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114869942307136316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114869942307136316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114869942307136316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/05/baby-baby-baby.html' title='A Baby, a baby, a baby!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114808465775267968</id><published>2006-05-19T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T17:27:22.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Apparently there is a day just for Mommies called Mother's Day. Daddy and I made a very pretty card for Mommy and I gave her some nice flowers. Then I got to put on one of my favourite dresses and we all went out for brunch. I felt so pretty and kept on twirling around. I just love getting all pretty. Mommy looked very pretty too and seemed happy when I said, "Mommy's pretty".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/MothersDay%20007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At brunch I got to see Grammy and Bubba, Uncle Marky and Auntie Jen, and Nanny and Great-Grandpa. I had lots to say and could see that everyone was interested in my running commentary. Although I was a little concerned that KC (Grammy and Bubba's doggy) wasn't at the brunch. I don't know how she got left out of the fun. I thought perhaps she was hidding, even though Grammy insisted that KC was at her house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/MothersDay%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After brunch, we went out to Nanna and Pappa's house. It's a long ride out to where they live in Abbotsford, but I was able to watch Dora and Boots, so that helped the trip go quickly. For some odd reason, Mommy brought a pair of play clothes with her and made me change out of my pretty dress once I started running and jumping in Nanna's back yard. I was sad to have to take off my super pretty dress, but since the play clothes had Dora and Boots on them, it was okay. I jumped and played the night away and really enjoyed digging out toys from Nanna's toy box. (Did I mention lately that I'm totally obsessed with Dora the explorer? I just can't get enough of the show and the toys. I can watch the same video over and over and over again and not get bored of it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/MothersDay%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next morning Mommy and me were both a little worn out from all the fun. We cuddled on the couch for a little bit and had a nice long afternoon nap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy says that the baby in her tummy makes her tired and she hopes it comes out soon. I'm not too sure whether or not this baby will be a good thing. I guess I'll just wait and see what happens when the baby comes out - whenever that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114808465775267968?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114808465775267968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114808465775267968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114808465775267968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114808465775267968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114580798285508178</id><published>2006-04-23T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T08:59:42.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Easter%20004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Easter%20004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Easter%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Easter%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Easter%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Easter%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114580798285508178?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114580798285508178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114580798285508178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114580798285508178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114580798285508178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114508143546225420</id><published>2006-04-14T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T23:10:35.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my favourite places</title><content type='html'>The other week we all went out to Stanley Park and the Aquarium. We had so much fun together! Here are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/april%20024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/april%20024.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How cool is this? Here is a cho0-choo train that we got to go for a ride in. It was so much fun that I could hardly hold still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/april%20043.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/april%20043.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am pointing out all the neat sharks and rays out to Mommy and Daddy. I could have stood there for hours, but before I knew it, Mommy and Daddy were ready to look at some other fish. There were almost too many fishies to see!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/april%20039.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/april%20039.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a really neat area of the aquarium - we got to look at lots of neat birdies. There were red ones that were as bright as the red flowers they sat next too. There was also a really funny parot that I loved watching. I think he was eating a nut. What a funny birdie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/april%20041.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/april%20041.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are at the end of the day. Mommy said she needed a break and sat down to watch the whales. She dug out a snack, so I decided to join her. Mommy things I'm being crazy in this picture, but it's pretty obvious what I'm doing. (Isn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114508143546225420?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114508143546225420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114508143546225420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114508143546225420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114508143546225420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-of-my-favourite-places.html' title='One of my favourite places'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114394959211866260</id><published>2006-04-01T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T19:46:32.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>City Girl</title><content type='html'>My great-grandparents (Nanny and Great-Grandpa) got me this awesome car for my birthday. What makes it better than any other car is the pretty pink cell phone and cell phone holder in the car. It only took me about two seconds to find it. Don't worry, I'm a safe driver and always stop when I'm chatting on the phone. Right now I call Bubba and Daddy from it constantly. And since it's not just a car phone, I now carry it everywhere I go - just in case Bubba or Daddy need to get in touch with me! All I need is a cup holder for my Starbucks coffee and I'll be a real city girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Constantly stopping to get in and out is part of the fun. I just love opening and closing the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bye-bye Daddy, I'm going for a drive down the street!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my new friend Cassy. I just love playing with her! "Cassie, knock," is what I say to Mommy when I want her to come over and play. And we don't just play together at home, we also see each other at church. The nursery ladies told Mommy how cute we were as friends just last week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy agrees that we actually play together very well (whatever that means - I wouldn't play with her at all if I didn't like her). I agree that it's all good, just as long as she doesn't try using my new pink cell-phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114394959211866260?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114394959211866260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114394959211866260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114394959211866260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114394959211866260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/04/city-girl.html' title='City Girl'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114325956357925383</id><published>2006-03-24T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:06:03.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun, Fun, Fun</title><content type='html'>After my super fun birthday party, I had a hard time falling asleep and stay away very late. The next day I just wanted to veg out in from of the house. Fortunately, I got my second wind back in the evening when Mommy and Daddy dropped me off at Grammy and Bubba's for the night. In the morning when they came back to get me, Grammy said that I really tired her out. I can't imagine why!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114325956357925383?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114325956357925383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114325956357925383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114325956357925383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114325956357925383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/03/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun, Fun, Fun'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114325896438173709</id><published>2006-03-24T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T19:56:04.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Two!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Wednesday I turned two years old. Mommy and Daddy had been telling me that this special day was coming, but I didn't understand how special it was until I saw the presents for me! "Santa, ho, ho, ho?" I asked, thinking it must be Christmas again. But it isn't, it's my birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening presents is the perfect way to start the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20031.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20031.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy threw a big party for my birthday. All my favourite people where there: Grammy and Bubba, Uncle Mark and Auntie Jen, Nanna and Papa, Uncle Nathan, Uncle Jason, Auntie Jaibee and my little cousin Brynn. We all enjoyed the pizza.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided that since Dora was on the cup, that I needed to drink out of it like a big girl. I got a little wet, but it was totally worth it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20049.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's by birthday cake. It's a pink car! I picked out the cake pan for the cake, after passing up on princesses, teddy bears and more. A car is way more cool. Apparently it took Mommy a long time to decorate the cake. So I'm just going to admire it for a second here before I dive right in to my yummy chocolate car cake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114325896438173709?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114325896438173709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114325896438173709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114325896438173709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114325896438173709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-two.html' title='I&apos;m Two!!!!!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114325832030171892</id><published>2006-03-24T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T19:32:14.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More party photos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't want to get dirty, so I made Grammy feed me the cake. When I got bored of cake, Auntie Jen took me into my play room to play while everyone finished up. I'm really not sure why it takes adults so long to eat, but as long as I get to go play, it doesn't really matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Present time! I was so excited to open presents and barely needed any help. While Mommy actually read cards, I torn open each present with enthusiasum and couldn't wait to get playing with my new toy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't realize it at the time (because I was too busy playing with toys), but in this picture, my little cousin Brynn is stealing the spotlight. In this picture everyone is smiling at how cute Brynn is while playing with some of my toys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Uncle Jason, Auntie Jaibee and my cousin Brynn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Auntie Jen and Uncle Mark stop for a photo, while I keep on playing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At this point Mommy wanted me to take pictures with other people and I really didn't want that. Here I'm showing Mommy just what a bad idea it is as uncle Nathan tries to hold me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a good think that Grammy and Bubba are so special, other wise I wouldn't be this cooperative.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with Nanna and Papa and my little cousin Brynn. She turns one year old next week. I can't wait to go to her party and play with all her toys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Birthday%20097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Birthday%20097.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now of all people, who thought Mommy and Daddy would want a picture. Although I may look happy in the photo, I'm really very angry. They pulled me away from my toys to take a picture. How inconsiderate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114325832030171892?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114325832030171892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114325832030171892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114325832030171892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114325832030171892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-party-photos.html' title='More party photos...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114256799615952989</id><published>2006-03-16T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T11:49:22.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Party Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some photos of me having lots of fun at the wedding last weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/March06%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/March06%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We clapped lots! It was so much fun. Plus, I spent lots of time with Grammy - something about giving mommy a break. I'm not sure from what, but Grammy and I had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/March06%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/March06%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy is holding up the fishy that I got to take home. Yesterday Grammy asked me if my fishy had a name. I nodded, of course! "Dorthy," I replied. Just like Elmo's goldfish. "Dorthy, Elmo," I repeated. Just so they understood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/March06%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/March06%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/March06%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/March06%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was so much fun running back and forth and jumping off this. Bu the fun ended when a bunch of people sat down here. Mommy said I couldn't play at the head table any more. What a party pooper! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/March06%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/March06%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got my trusty red car with me (of course)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114256799615952989?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114256799615952989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114256799615952989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114256799615952989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114256799615952989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-party-girl.html' title='I&apos;m a Party Girl!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114219696285107716</id><published>2006-03-12T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T12:59:30.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishies, froggies and more!</title><content type='html'>I have discovered a few new loves lately. Toping my list this past week as been frogs - as in my Baby Enstein, Baby Shakespeare™ World of Poetry DVD. Bard the dragon does funny stuff all through the video, including pushing a frog off of his lilly pad - it's so funny that I just laugh and laugh and ask for frog all day long. Mommy is a little worried that it sounds like the F-word when I say frog (whatever that means), but I don't really care since she knows what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars and choo-choo trains are still at the top of my list. I take them everywere and when I can't find them, I just know they are hiding. "Car hiding," I tell Mommy over and over again until she discovers their latest hiding spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off course, I am a big fan of fishies! Last night we went to a wedding and to my utter delight, every table had a fishy on it. My mom said that the pretty blue fish was a fighter fish and that we could take him home! I spent the entire night admiring the fish and was so disappointed when mommy wouldn't let me hold him on the drive home. This morning we tried to feed the fish, but he wasn't hungry and didn't eat. Mommy said that she hopes the fishy will eat soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my all-time favourite activity this past week has been irritating Mommy. I completely ignoring Mommy when she calls or run the other way and hide. I've been throwing temper tantrums in stores and at home every chance I get, plus if I'm mildly frustrated, I'll throw stuff, yell "oh, oh," and throw a tantrum. After having fun doing all that, I like to tell mommy that she's no fun. A few days ago she wouldn't play with me because she was folding laundry. Instead she put on a video and got out my crayons, but that really wasn't good enough. I told her that she had to come play with me and she actually refused, saying that she had to get the laundry done. So I told her, "Daddy's fun!" and stormed off. She didn't seem to get the point, so I repeated it several more times that day. What made it even funnier is that she got mad at daddy for it when he got home from work! What a busy week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114219696285107716?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114219696285107716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114219696285107716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114219696285107716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114219696285107716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/03/fishies-froggies-and-more.html' title='Fishies, froggies and more!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114019680741266198</id><published>2006-02-17T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T09:20:07.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Daddy's Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Feb06%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Feb06%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and I like to chill out and listen to music together. Our current favourite is INXS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Feb06%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Feb06%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are so neat. I didn't want them on my head at first, but then when I discovered that they play music, I was ready to dance!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-114019680741266198?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114019680741266198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114019680741266198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114019680741266198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114019680741266198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-daddys-girl.html' title='I&apos;m Daddy&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-114015725654085977</id><published>2006-02-16T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T22:20:56.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing with a Hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/February%2016,%202006%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/February%2016%2C%202006%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Hat", I said as Mommy took the photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/February%2016,%202006%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/February%2016%2C%202006%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can see to draw with my hat on, honestly!&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/14376300-114015725654085977?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/114015725654085977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=114015725654085977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114015725654085977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/114015725654085977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/02/drawing-with-hat.html' title='Drawing with a Hat'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-113988496075228091</id><published>2006-02-13T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T18:42:40.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A-CHOO!</title><content type='html'>Mommy can't believe it, but I'm sick again. Fortunately, I'm such a big girl that I can tell her what hurts. So last week on Thursday night when I woke up crying, I immediately told Mommy, "Ear hurts!" She rushed me up to emergency at the hospital (she over-reacts sometimes). After waiting for almost two hours and learning that we'd have to wait lots longer, we decided to come home and see a doctor in the morning. It was a rough night. I couldn't sleep and needed Mommy to help me feel better. The next morning the doctor said I had a bad ear infection and that my ear was red and buldging. "Ear hurts," I said and they all agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking my medication like a good girl and hope that my ear will start feeling better soon. But now other things are starting to hurt. My nose is running and my throat hurts. Since good girls tell Mommy what hurts, I make sure to tell her very often what hurts. "Mommy, ear hurts, nose hurts," and then I point to my throat and say, "hurts".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I got sick, we were having lots of fun playing outside. Here are some pictures of me at the park:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/9Feb06%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/9Feb06%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/9Feb06%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/9Feb06%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-113988496075228091?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113988496075228091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=113988496075228091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113988496075228091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113988496075228091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/02/choo.html' title='A-CHOO!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-113903605510757129</id><published>2006-02-03T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T22:54:15.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you sure this is clean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/January%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/January%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy, are you sure that you cleaned the tub? I think I see a spot here. Oh, and here's another spot. It looks like I'm going to have to clean before I can really enjoy my bath. I honestly don't know what my mommy would do without all my help and hard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/January%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/January%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that the tub is up to my standards of clean, I can finally clean myself. True, mommy already helped me clean, but I think she missed a spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/January%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/January%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-113903605510757129?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113903605510757129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=113903605510757129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113903605510757129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113903605510757129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/02/are-you-sure-this-is-clean.html' title='Are you sure this is clean?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-113815070864629298</id><published>2006-01-24T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T16:58:28.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Fever</title><content type='html'>The other night I woke up and felt terrible - so I called and cried for mommy. After soothing me back to sleep, she flipped on the light, pulled out a thermometer and stuck it under my arm. I hate having that thing under my arm and screamed and cried until she finally stopped. She soothed me back to sleep once again, while telling me what a poor little girl I was. She said I had a fever. It must not be good, because I woke up every hour and needed mommy for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By morning, I was so tired, hot and cranky. I just snuggled with mommy all day and tried to tell her how horrible I felt. "Arms hurt," I told her and she rubbed them for a bit to make them feel better. My nose was running and it was gross. Mommy said she's never seen so much snot before in her life! Which would be fine, but she kep on wiping my nose with a kleenex and that isn't any fun. Plus she kept on taking my temperature and getting upset that it wasn't going down. Since I don't like having that thing under my arm, I was pretty upset too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When daddy got home from work, mommy said she had to go vote and left me with him. I was very unhappy about that. It's not that I don't love daddy tons, but I need mommy when I'm sick! So I screamed and cried for mommy the entire time. Daddy couldn't do anything to make it better. By the time mommy got home, daddy was as cranky as I was about her leaving us alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally went to bed for the night, I made sure I woke up every hour to call for mommy. Since she came every time I called, I decided that I'd let her get a little bit of sleep and stopped calling for her around midnight. But mommy loves me so much that she came to see me again at around 3 in the morning. Apparently my fever was all gone and she felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a little better, but I'm still pretty cranky about not feeling good. I can't decide what I want to do - nothing interests me for long. Mommy says that she hopes that I'm back to normal by tomorrow. But I guess we'll just have to wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-113815070864629298?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113815070864629298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=113815070864629298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113815070864629298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113815070864629298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/01/baby-fever.html' title='Baby Fever'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-113781699509115021</id><published>2006-01-20T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T20:16:35.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much fun!</title><content type='html'>Today was such a fun day. Mommy took me to a special gym just for toddlers! I got to run, jump, slide, climb, chase bouncy balls and play with cars. It was great. Mommy even had fun. She played with me and chased me all over the gym. After over an hour, I decided to let mommy sit down for a little while and talk to some of the other mommies there. I hope we do it again next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to be out of the house all morning. It’s still a huge mess that stresses me out. Mommy says that in a few weeks, the mess should get better, but she seems kind-of sceptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I’m becoming such a big, smart girl. I’m starting to put words together into sentences. I love running around the house yelling, “Mommy, where are you? Daddy, where are you?” They are usually right when I can see them, but it drives them nuts, so it’s totally worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-113781699509115021?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113781699509115021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=113781699509115021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113781699509115021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113781699509115021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-much-fun.html' title='So much fun!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-113748101797706033</id><published>2006-01-16T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:56:57.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's still a mess!</title><content type='html'>Mommy had told me that the kitchen would be all done by now, but it's a bigger mess than it was before. I guess something went wrong. We had men here working all weekend, but not much changed. They apologized to mommy for using bad words and said that they hoped that I hadn't learned any new words. I usually try to repeat everything, but so much was happening that I guess I didn't hear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the mess looks like it would be lots of fun to play in. There's new kitchen cabinets all over the place, and long pieces of wood that would be perfect to walk all over, but mommy is pretty cranky about it and won't let me touch anything. In fact, there's been lots of cranky people around here lately. Mommy says it's because of the mess and that things will return to normal one day soon. Is two month's soon, because it sounds like a long time away. I hope she's joking. Anyway, she says that I'm cranky too because I'm not napping. But seriously, how can I sleep when so much is going on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-113748101797706033?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113748101797706033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=113748101797706033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113748101797706033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113748101797706033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-still-mess.html' title='It&apos;s still a mess!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-113718371359621049</id><published>2006-01-13T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T12:21:53.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The house is a mess!</title><content type='html'>Each morning when I come down the stairs, I notice that the big mess hasn't changed. "Mess, mess, mess!" I yell as I walk down the stairs. Hopefully mommy and daddy clean up the mess soon. They say that it's such a mess because we have no kitchen. Daddy and mommy ripped it out last week and daddy's been working in there every night after work. But they just seem to be making a bigger mess instead of fixing it. Then today some men brought a bunch of big boxes too our house. Maybe there are present's inside! Mommy says that it's our kitchen cabinets, but that doesn't sound like too much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like it when daddy bangs in the kitchen. I yell "bang, bang, bang," and pretend to hammer like daddy does. But I don't like the saw. Whenever he turns it own, I run to mommy and say, "it's scary!" She agrees, but doesn't make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the mess will be cleaned up soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-113718371359621049?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113718371359621049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=113718371359621049&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113718371359621049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113718371359621049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2006/01/house-is-mess.html' title='The house is a mess!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-113605022215602910</id><published>2005-12-31T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T09:30:22.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Aquarium%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Aquarium%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Devin and her cousin Brynn hang out the night before Devin's big trip to the Vancouver Aquarium. Brynn and Devin and a year apart in age and are finally reaching the point where they can play together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Aquarium%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Aquarium%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we walked to the Aquarium from the parking lot, a big fat squirrel ran out to greet us. Devin couldn't believe her luck and just wanted to chase the squirrel around for the morning. We tried feeding it some raisins, but I think he wanted some nuts instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Aquarium%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Aquarium%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Devin loved the sea otters. The minute she saw them she yelled, "Elmo!" and pressed her face up against the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Aquarium%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Aquarium%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Aquarium%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Aquarium%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-113605022215602910?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113605022215602910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=113605022215602910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113605022215602910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113605022215602910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/12/fun-with-fish.html' title='Fun with Fish'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-113579019578762386</id><published>2005-12-28T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T09:16:35.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Christmas started out being so much fun. We celebrated Christmas Eve at Grandma and Grandpa's house. I ran around and played with my older cousins (cousin Ronnie babysits me sometimes and we always have fun playing together). After dinner, Santa took a break from delivering presents and came to see me! I was a little star-struck and ended up crying, but I think Santa understood that it was just because I was so excited to see him. Then on Christmas day Santa left a stocking full of goodies for me as well as a kitchen set for me under the tree. I had so much fun opening my stocking. I found two hot wheel cars in it and they were my favourite part of Christmas - I wouldn't let go of them to open my other presents! There were almost too many presents under the tree - I couldn't open all of them, so Mommy said that I could open some later. Then we went to Grandma and Grandpa's house to open more presents and then out to Nanna and Pappa's house for even more presents. I only opened a few presents at Nanna's house before I felt kind-of overwhelmed. Mommy thought a nap would help, but I just couldn't sleep! There was just so much to do. What a busy day! Fortunately, we just stayed home on boxing day and played with all my new toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some photos from my big busy Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Christmas%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Christmas%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Christmas%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Christmas%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Christmas%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Christmas%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Christmas%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Christmas%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Christmas%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Christmas%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy made this stocking just for me. I especially like the rocking horse and cat on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Christmas%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out the cool kitchen that Santa got me. I didn't want to open any other gifts once I saw this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Christmas%20068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Christmas%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Christmas%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Christmas%20078.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Christmas%20078.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Christmas%20085.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Christmas%20085.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-113579019578762386?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113579019578762386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=113579019578762386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113579019578762386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113579019578762386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-fun.html' title='Christmas Fun'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-113540127686570631</id><published>2005-12-23T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T21:14:36.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Wait for Christmas!</title><content type='html'>I know Christmas is coming up soon and I just can't wait. Two days ago Mommy showed me the stocking she made me and then she hung it up by the fireplace. She said that on Christmas Eve Santa would come down the chimney and fill it with goodies and toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Santa&lt;/em&gt;!” I shouted. I know who Santa is – I saw him at the mall and Mommy has three little Santa dolls around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, sweetie, Santa will come in just a few days.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Santa, apple&lt;/em&gt;,” I yelled. Santa gave me an apple when I saw him at the mall. It was a magic apple and tasted so good. So I know that he will leave me one on Christmas Eve. Mommy agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I just couldn’t sleep. “&lt;em&gt;Yiee-hah! Meow! Yiee-hah! Meow&lt;/em&gt;!” I chanted over and over again. I wanted to see my stocking again and look at the picture of the rocking horse and the kitty cat on it. Maybe Santa had come down the chimney and filled it up already! But Mommy eventually came upstairs and explained to me that I had to take four more big sleeps before Santa came down the chimney.  I don’t know how I managed to fall asleep, but eventually I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammy got me a great book last week called “The Night Before Christmas”. When I want my book I just call “Santa” and Mommy knows that I want to read about him. I pack it all around the house with my favourite blanket (my night-night) and look at it whenever I want to see Santa. Last night when Daddy put me into bed, I wasn’t ready to put my Santa book down, but he took it away and put it on my dresser. So, I stood up in my crib and cried for Santa until he came back in and gave me the book. I was so happy that I settled down in bed and cuddled my Santa book until I fell asleep. Only three more sleeps until Santa comes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there’s only two more sleeps until Santa comes! I can’t wait to see what he brings. I hope there’s an apple in my stocking, because I just love magic apples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-113540127686570631?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113540127686570631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=113540127686570631&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113540127686570631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113540127686570631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-cant-wait-for-christmas.html' title='I Can&apos;t Wait for Christmas!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-113388921657268361</id><published>2005-12-06T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T09:13:36.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Pictures</title><content type='html'>I've been begging mom to let me get on the computer to post more pictures and stories, but she's been sick lately. She tells me that she has a baby in her belly and that it's making her feel sick. Apparently, I'll be a big sister in May (whatever that means).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are a bunch of photos. Mommy and I went up to Prince George a few weeks ago to visit my good friend David (and mommy's good friend Laura). I used to play with David all the time until his family moved to Prince George last summer. When we arrived, I sort of forgot who he was. But by the end of the week, we were best buds once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we got home it snowed! I was so excited and have loved playing out in the snow. My favourite is when Mommy makes snowballs for me to throw. Daddy even helped me make a snowman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Prince%20George%20Nov05%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Prince%20George%20Nov05%20014.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Prince%20George%20Nov05%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Prince%20George%20Nov05%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-113388921657268361?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113388921657268361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=113388921657268361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113388921657268361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/113388921657268361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/12/lots-of-pictures.html' title='Lots of Pictures'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112637144094835568</id><published>2005-09-10T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T09:57:20.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring the Neighbourhood</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we visited some friends and they had this amazing tricycle that they said I could borrow. I was so excited! When we got home, mommy put it in the garage and I almost forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning when daddy left for work, I saw it and remembered what I wanted to do. “Bike, bike,” I said, as I ran over to hop on my new bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not now,” mommy said. “You can ride your bike after breakfast.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after breakfast, I jumped on my bike and set off to explore the neighbourhood. Mommy wanted me to ride around the cul-de-sac, but that was just so boring. So I set off in the opposite direction down the middle of the road. Mommy muttered something about it not being worth the fight under her breath and followed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within minutes, I discovered a little dog named Bell. She barked and barked when I came by the fence, so I decided to stop and listen to her say hello. Then a big boy popped his head over the fence. His name was Kegan and he was three years old. I liked looking at him and smiling. Soon his mommy came out and opened the fence. Since they had a very neat ride on car inside their yard, I jumped off my bike and ducked into the yard before mommy could stop me. It’s a good thing I did, because Kegan’s mom invited us into play. Not only did they have a great car, but they also had a neat play center with swings for big kids. I wanted to ride the big swings, but couldn’t stay on the swing by myself, so I guess I’ll stick to the little girl swings at the park for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun playing in Kegan’s back yard, that now whenever I ride my bike I head over to his yard to see if he’s outside. Just the other day, I was in luck. Kegan was outside with his big sister and their mom! His big sister is in school (she’s 9) and learned about Hurricane Katrina. She decided to set up a lemonade stand and her mom was going to send all the donations in to the Red Cross for the hurricane victims. I’m not old enough to understand any of that, but Nichole did give me a cup of lemonade and it was good. I in a little chair and drank my lemonade out of a big girl cup while other kids and adults came by to get some lemonade too. It was lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait to go out for a bike ride again. I wonder what will happen next time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112637144094835568?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112637144094835568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112637144094835568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112637144094835568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112637144094835568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/09/exploring-neighbourhood.html' title='Exploring the Neighbourhood'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112520518552208913</id><published>2005-08-27T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T21:59:45.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's all go for a bike ride!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Bike%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Bike%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy brought a surprise home from work for me - a bike trailer. Now we can go for bike rides all together. We're going to ride to the beach, to grandma and grandpa's house and to the park and lots of other fun places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Bike%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Bike%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Bike%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Bike%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is fun! I like playing in this new fort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Bike%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Bike%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and daddy said that I had to wear this helmet, but I didn't really like it at first. But mommy held me close and told me it was all right. Then everyone put on their helmets and it was okay. Then daddy took me for a bike ride around the block and we had lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Bike%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Bike%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy and daddy went out tonight so I got to go play with uncle Mark and auntie Jen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Bike%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Bike%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got so tired waiting for mommy and daddy that I fell asleep on uncle Mark. He was very cuddly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Bike%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Bike%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We rode down to the beach on our bikes and had a great time playing and eating ice cream. I just love riding in my new bike trailer. I get to wave at people as we pass and always say "hi" and "see ya!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Bike%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Bike%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Bike%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Bike%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking with daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Bike%200231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Bike%200231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't the seagull let me catch him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112520518552208913?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112520518552208913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112520518552208913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112520518552208913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112520518552208913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/08/lets-all-go-for-bike-ride.html' title='Let&apos;s all go for a bike ride!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112459253799334632</id><published>2005-08-20T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T19:48:58.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Sick is No Fun</title><content type='html'>Achoooo! Being sick is no fun. I’m not sure what meanie gave me a cold, but it came on strong Thursday night and is still bugging me today. I want to run and play and have fun, but my nose is running, I’m sneezing, coughing and my eyes are running. I feel so tired, but it’s hard to sleep. So for the last few days I’ve spent most of the day snuggled up with mommy on the couch watching all my favourite shows and drinking apple juice. Today mommy said that if she had to watch &lt;em&gt;Four Square&lt;/em&gt; one more time she was going to go insane. I’m not sure what she meant; &lt;em&gt;Four Square&lt;/em&gt; is one of my favourite shows! Fortunately the show &lt;em&gt;Daniel Cook&lt;/em&gt; came on, so mommy didn’t have to go insane. But I’m not sure why she started pulling out her hair. Perhaps she’s not feeling too good either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112459253799334632?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112459253799334632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112459253799334632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112459253799334632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112459253799334632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/08/being-sick-is-no-fun.html' title='Being Sick is No Fun'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112421908073574083</id><published>2005-08-16T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T12:04:40.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what daddy got for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/China%202005%20170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/China%202005%20170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/China%202005%20132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/China%202005%20132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy brought this cute outfit home from Hong Kong for me! He wanted me to hold still so that he could get a picture. Silly daddy, monsters don't stay still! We have to constantly run and move and play!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112421908073574083?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112421908073574083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112421908073574083&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112421908073574083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112421908073574083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/08/look-what-daddy-got-for-me.html' title='Look what daddy got for me!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112387852808632158</id><published>2005-08-12T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T13:28:48.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy is back!</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago mommy got me out of bed really early—so early that it was still dark outside. She said we were taking daddy to the airport because he was going on a trip to Hong Kong. I’ve never heard of Hong Kong before, but I did know what the airport was. Last month mommy and I drove my good friend David and his mommy to the airport and I haven’t seen them since. I didn’t think driving daddy to the airport was such a good idea. But I silently drank my formula while mommy drove the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, daddy kissed me good-bye and said he would miss me. I enthusiastically waved good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“See you,” I called as daddy picked up his luggage and started to walk into the big building. I waved good-bye for almost half the trip home, just in case daddy could still see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next few days, I kept on forgetting that daddy wasn’t at home. Each morning I ran to his side of the bed and tugged at the covers, only to be greeted by empty space. Where is my daddy? Then I threw myself to the ground crying. I want my daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess after a while, I got used to it being just mommy and I. She kept me pretty busy. We went to the beach and played in the sand and ocean with some friends. Then we went on a few play dates and of course, I got to play with grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week, mommy said it was time to pick up daddy from the airport. She was so excited that daddy was coming home. I was so excited that I could barely nap. Daddy’s coming home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we drove to the airport, but daddy wasn’t there. We walked around, we climbed some stairs, we checked out some payphones and climbed the stairs again. When we were halfway up the long flight of stairs, mommy announced that daddy had arrived. She picked me up and raced down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally noticed daddy, I felt strangely shy. But by the time we walked to the car, I was ready to give him a big hug and didn’t want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that daddy has been home for a few days, it is like he never left. I’m so glad things are back to normal. I hope I don’t have to take anyone else to the airport for a very long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112387852808632158?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112387852808632158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112387852808632158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112387852808632158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112387852808632158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/08/daddy-is-back.html' title='Daddy is back!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112312158542387833</id><published>2005-08-03T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:13:35.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Limerick about Devin</title><content type='html'>My mommy wrote this limerick about me. Since I like to encourge her, I'm going to let her post it below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a monster named Devin&lt;br /&gt;Who ran around twenty-four seven&lt;br /&gt;It’s always such a sight&lt;br /&gt;To see her earnest plight&lt;br /&gt;To catch the kitty cat each night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the little girl can be a terror&lt;br /&gt;Of this there is no error&lt;br /&gt;Other times she’s cute and sweet&lt;br /&gt;A little doll and quite a treat&lt;br /&gt;Always eager to meet and greet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112312158542387833?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112312158542387833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112312158542387833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112312158542387833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112312158542387833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/08/limerick-about-devin.html' title='A Limerick about Devin'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112304165517559198</id><published>2005-08-02T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T21:00:55.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone Monster</title><content type='html'>I can almost say the word "phone" - it comes out "foom", but mommy knows what I mean. Today she was talking on the phone lots and I wanted to join in the fun. So I jumped on her lap, while pointing and saying, "foom, foom, foom!" Mommy seemed to think it was funny. Since she was having such a good giggle, I decided to really make her laugh and started roaring like a monster. Even the lady she was talking to on the phone started laughing. Mommy said she might even record my monster roar and put it up on my blog. I'm such a funny little monster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112304165517559198?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112304165517559198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112304165517559198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112304165517559198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112304165517559198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/08/phone-monster.html' title='Phone Monster'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112304104133723136</id><published>2005-08-02T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T20:50:41.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/00%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/00%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have I told you lately how much I love KC?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/00%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/00%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just relaxing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/00%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/00%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monsters love peanut butter and jam! &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/14376300-112304104133723136?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112304104133723136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112304104133723136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112304104133723136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112304104133723136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/08/monster-photos.html' title='Monster photos'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112269711829096631</id><published>2005-07-29T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T21:18:38.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saxophone playing baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/24July05%200761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/24July05%200761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112269711829096631?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112269711829096631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112269711829096631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112269711829096631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112269711829096631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/saxophone-playing-baby.html' title='Saxophone playing baby'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112269676619168229</id><published>2005-07-29T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T21:12:46.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery Store Antics</title><content type='html'>Yesterday mommy took me to the grocery store. She never takes me grocery shopping, but we had to quickly run in and grab something for lunch. I new this was my opportunity to be the perfect monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mommy tried to put a package of hot dog buns into the buggy, I new I needed to have them. So I put my hands up and started grunting and whining. Mommy actually handed me the hotdog buns! So I hugged the buns close, just like I cuddle with my teddy bear. Then, out of the blue, mommy decided that I was crushing the buns and took them away from me. That made me so mad. Naturally I screamed and cried at the top of my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tears streaming down my face and sobs racking my tiny body, mommy tried to calm me down, while rushing to finish getting her groceries. Everyone in the store started staring at us and with each glance, I cried and screamed even more. Mommy had now idea what to do. Then she thought of something pretty smart, she grabbed a package of Animal Crackers off the shelf and gave it to me. I cuddled with the package and sucked my thumb while my sobs subsided. Mommy said that I could go ahead and crush the cookies, since I’d just have to eat them anyway. I didn’t care—I just like to hug food in the grocery store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112269676619168229?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112269676619168229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112269676619168229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112269676619168229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112269676619168229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/grocery-store-antics.html' title='Grocery Store Antics'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112244035809021991</id><published>2005-07-26T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T22:21:12.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Hard - Monster Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/26July05%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/26July05%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am cleaning the car all by myself. I don't know what my parents would do without my help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/26July05%20035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/26July05%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just kidding, I'm helping Daddy. Here he is checking out what an awesome job I've done washing the car! He's surprised that I'm now dirtier than the car ever was. Silly Daddy, he still doesn't know that monster's have special skills when it comes to getting wet and dirty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/26July05%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/26July05%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monsters love french fries and chicken mcnuggets from McDonalds - especially after a hard day's work! But don't let this cute smile fool you. Once I finish eating, I want to go. NOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112244035809021991?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112244035809021991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112244035809021991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112244035809021991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112244035809021991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/working-hard-monster-style.html' title='Working Hard - Monster Style!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112209206363942685</id><published>2005-07-22T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T21:15:54.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've almost destroyed the house!</title><content type='html'>Today mommy brought some of my toys from home over to grandma and grandpa’s house because she thought I might be bored. Silly mommy, a monster can’t get bored in a house full of drawers to empty, candles and coasters to carry, and a dog and cat to chase. But for some reason, she thought that I was destroying the house because I had nothing to play with. So I humoured her for a little while this morning, playing with my Little People barn and laughing as mommy made animal noises. Then I decided to get back to the job at hand—destroying grandma and grandpa’s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tipped over a big candle in grandma’s front room, ripped apart a couple of magazines, emptied out the pots and pans drawer and then made an amazing find! I found a box full of grandpa’s business cards. I dumped them out all over the floor and started inspecting the cards. They weren’t that interesting on their own, but once I folded them and crumpled them up, they became a lot more fun. When mommy noticed me, I dropped the cards and ran over to talk on the phone. I don’t know why it started making a strange beeping sound. But mommy took it away and it stopped, so it mustn’t have been important. Then I ran down the hallway screaming and decided to start my rampage all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun came out, mommy and I went outside to play. Grandma has big flower gardens and I ran around in the dirt, hiding behind big plants and playing peak-a-boo with mommy. It was lots of fun. I found a couple of neat rocks and brought then back up to the pool. Then when mommy least expected it, I threw them into the pool and watched then sink to the bottom. What fun! Mommy got a net and pulled the rocks out of the pool. She gave them back to me, so I threw them in again. This is a great game, I thought. Mommy pulled the rocks out one more time, but didn’t give them back to me again. Oh well, I decided, I’ll find something else to do. So I sat down beside KC’s water bowl and washed my hands and splashed water all over the deck. Mommy seemed pleased that I cleaned my own hands. I’m such a good little monster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112209206363942685?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112209206363942685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112209206363942685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112209206363942685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112209206363942685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-almost-destroyed-house.html' title='I&apos;ve almost destroyed the house!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112190119069271991</id><published>2005-07-20T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T16:13:10.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from a day in the life of a monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We're looking after Grandma and Grandpa's house and pets while they are on holidays. Their house hasn't been monster proofed yet, so I'm having lots of fun getting into everything. Here's a brief glimspe of a typical day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/18-20July05%200061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/18-20July05%200061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is no better way to start your morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/18-20July05%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That feels interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/18-20July05%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Time to help mommy water the flowers. Hummmm, what's in here?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/18-20July05%20061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Who put this towel here? I better throw it on the ground!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/18-20July05%20076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Time to wash my hair in the dog's water dish!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/18-20July05%20096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a perfect way to end the day -- back into another exciting drawer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112190119069271991?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112190119069271991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112190119069271991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112190119069271991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112190119069271991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/pictures-from-day-in-life-of-monster.html' title='Pictures from a day in the life of a monster'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112173531642481148</id><published>2005-07-18T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T18:08:36.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmmmmm, Ice Cream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/1600/Cultus%20Lake%20059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7998/1176/320/Cultus%20Lake%20059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am enjoying my ice cream cone at Cultus Lake!&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/14376300-112173531642481148?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112173531642481148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112173531642481148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112173531642481148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112173531642481148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/mmmmmmmm-ice-cream.html' title='Mmmmmmmm, Ice Cream!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14376300.post-112165937866168876</id><published>2005-07-17T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T21:02:58.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Fun and Sun</title><content type='html'>Today mommy and daddy put me in the car and drove for what seemed like forever. Monsters don’t like to be trapped in a car, we like to run and play, I though as I whined in the back seat, but they didn’t really listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally arrived I saw the biggest swimming pool that I had ever seen—mommy said it was called Cultus Lake. And what a lake it was! I ran straight down to the water and laughed as the waves lapped at my feet. Then I noticed the most amazing thing—there were rocks everywhere! Monsters love rocks. So I squatted in the water and spent the next hour or so picking up rocks and throwing them back into the water. It was great. Mommy sat beside me the entire time and even handed me rocks from time to time. What fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then daddy came back from playing with his friends on their boat and we had dinner at a campsite. There was a really neat whole full of sticks called a fire pit. It was so much fun to grab the sticks, even if I did get really dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a fun afternoon of playing in the water, pulling sticks out of a fire pit and chasing a doggie around, I had a delicious chocolate ice cream cone! Then we called it a day and climbed back in the car. I fell asleep almost immediately, but only needed a quick cat nap to feel refreshed. What, we aren’t home yet? I thought when I woke up. So I tried asking mommy and daddy over and over again how long it would take to get home and since their responses weren’t good enough, I decided to cry and whine the rest of the way home. Whew, what a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - I'll get mommy to post the picture of me with my ice cream cone soon! I was totally adorable. Everyone thought so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14376300-112165937866168876?l=monsterinpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112165937866168876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14376300&amp;postID=112165937866168876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112165937866168876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14376300/posts/default/112165937866168876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterinpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/day-of-fun-and-sun.html' title='A Day of Fun and Sun'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
