<?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-7544011566416953166</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:35:36.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Men &amp; Me</title><subtitle type='html'>My Fabulously Crazy Life..with Five Men!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6477826181339852704</id><published>2009-12-08T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:39:12.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official!</title><content type='html'>I'm happy to announce that my Christmas shopping is DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, you heard me right! Done... D-O-N-E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to: get it all wrapped, shipped, tracked, and thank the stars above that it all arrives on time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break out the Prosecco cuz Mama's gonna celebrate! (Ok so perhaps my celebration is a wee premature.. but hey.. we all need little incentives to keep going! WINK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6477826181339852704?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6477826181339852704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6477826181339852704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6477826181339852704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6477826181339852704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4770149426752812077</id><published>2009-12-07T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:28:15.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a sad sad thing...</title><content type='html'>Truly... I am lame. There is not even an excuse for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN months and no posts.    (hrmph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of time has past. And while I would love to show you everything that has happened, I'm apparently *NOT* very good at keeping my word. (my word, as in saying that I will actually come on here and actually blog about the happenings of the fam.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO keep my word, maybe I should state instead that I can't seem to keep my "cyber word"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all of you out there who have been wondering where I have been and giving me swift kicks in the butt... I'm here I promise, I'm just not here here apparently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't even do my usual.. I will be good and keep up with posts cuz who knows if it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I will say that my laptop went kaput and I had to reinstall everything onto a desktop and I found my way back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I continue to install numerous programs onto my computer I will think of something clever and wordy to post. Perhaps I should even change up the blog a bit with  fresh new look?&lt;br /&gt;(wow now I am really talking out my ass! But hey it sounds like a good plan in my head!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck... cuz as you've seen before time and time again... I obviously need some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WINK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-4770149426752812077?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4770149426752812077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4770149426752812077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4770149426752812077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4770149426752812077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-sad-sad-thing.html' title='Its a sad sad thing...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6817621746069982426</id><published>2009-05-15T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:47:54.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feature Friday!</title><content type='html'>Well our next feature would have to be the twins' baptism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were baptized on Feb 22,2009&lt;br /&gt;It was a private baptism right after mass. The twins were wonderful despite the ceremony interfering with their usual daily routine. (they thrive on a set schedule and boy oh boy watch out when we divert from the set schedule! wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2IQRVynGI/AAAAAAAAAlM/JRT8jyeYMDo/s1600-h/AfterChurch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2IQRVynGI/AAAAAAAAAlM/JRT8jyeYMDo/s200/AfterChurch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336070946617990242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the boys in their baptismal outfits relaxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2IQS1f6RI/AAAAAAAAAlc/MdviIAqLrbo/s1600-h/GriffinBaptised.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2IQS1f6RI/AAAAAAAAAlc/MdviIAqLrbo/s200/GriffinBaptised.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336070947019417874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Griffin getting baptized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2IQud00SI/AAAAAAAAAlk/V8g1ApWN-dI/s1600-h/OliverBaptised.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2IQud00SI/AAAAAAAAAlk/V8g1ApWN-dI/s200/OliverBaptised.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336070954436317474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oliver getting baptized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that photos always tell more than the words ..so.. on with the pictorial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2KDO9XEDI/AAAAAAAAAls/3dPdWe9lp_4/s1600-h/Mommy%26Fin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2KDO9XEDI/AAAAAAAAAls/3dPdWe9lp_4/s200/Mommy%26Fin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336072921663606834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2KDlUFPxI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qdaFv5BGm5A/s1600-h/IMG_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2KDlUFPxI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qdaFv5BGm5A/s200/IMG_1636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336072927664488210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2KDT9WKyI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-5GwACujVnQ/s1600-h/DSCN1279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2KDT9WKyI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-5GwACujVnQ/s200/DSCN1279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336072923005725474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2LjhfmhII/AAAAAAAAAmM/PPvNGjSDDNo/s1600-h/DSCN3147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2LjhfmhII/AAAAAAAAAmM/PPvNGjSDDNo/s200/DSCN3147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336074575906505858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2MQHMwJMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/sheb8nMbZGM/s1600-h/DSCN3146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2MQHMwJMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/sheb8nMbZGM/s200/DSCN3146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336075341942236354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate ribs and all the yummy fixins that go along with them!&lt;br /&gt;(as you can see only one baby is pictured here... the other was napping!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2MQnmukxI/AAAAAAAAAms/yI-xrEtnwyQ/s1600-h/DSCN3150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2MQnmukxI/AAAAAAAAAms/yI-xrEtnwyQ/s200/DSCN3150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336075350641120018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate Cake! I made the cake and I thought it turned out OK. (seeing as I was rushed because what mom isn't running around like a crazy woman on big days like these?)&lt;br /&gt;As you can see we were slowly losing poor Bus. He posed for the picture and he was done. Literally. His day had been crazy and napping not at the normal times, as while I would love to tell you all the day was utterly and totally fabulous- I would be lying. So for posterity reasons I will note that Bus pitched the biggest fit that day that any of my children ever had. It continued for 1. 1/2 hrs! Needless to say he and I were both exhausted by days end. From that day on I realized the importance of keeping as close to our daily schedule as possible no matter how hard it is! *Wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2KDzSp2AI/AAAAAAAAAmE/eOQ9A9YvwSc/s1600-h/IMG_1691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2KDzSp2AI/AAAAAAAAAmE/eOQ9A9YvwSc/s200/IMG_1691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336072931416594434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading!&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/7544011566416953166-6817621746069982426?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6817621746069982426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6817621746069982426' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6817621746069982426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6817621746069982426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2009/05/feature-friday.html' title='Feature Friday!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/Sg2IQRVynGI/AAAAAAAAAlM/JRT8jyeYMDo/s72-c/AfterChurch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-7408370379944527270</id><published>2009-05-10T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:22:01.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mom's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SgnoBkqqooI/AAAAAAAAAlE/dcRnhNeoPhc/s1600-h/supermom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SgnoBkqqooI/AAAAAAAAAlE/dcRnhNeoPhc/s320/supermom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335050347317207682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day- upset sleepy boys, hysterical Mom, and of course a 10 yr old boy wielding a camera... sigh... you gotta love being caught in your crazy Mom moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day to You All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-7408370379944527270?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7408370379944527270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=7408370379944527270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7408370379944527270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7408370379944527270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-moms-day.html' title='Happy Mom&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SgnoBkqqooI/AAAAAAAAAlE/dcRnhNeoPhc/s72-c/supermom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-7284451635217475219</id><published>2009-04-17T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:30:58.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feature Friday!</title><content type='html'>So its Friday! Hooray! And I thought to help me catch up on so much "back postings" that I *should* have done, I will start doing a feature story each Friday! (In the hopes that I will catch up somehow- now the only problem is where to begin?! *sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I will start with Scout Crossovers first seeing as I believe that was the first major event to happen since my *falling out* &lt;--Ugh it sounds soooo horrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now.. I bring you... Feature Friday: Scout Crossover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(did you happen to notice that I started each paragraph with so? Haha.. I noticed too but instead of editing and taking it out- I thought I would leave it in, you know, so the future me could see my lack of skills! Wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouting has been a big thing in our family lately. With both Chugo and Kata in it its hard for it to NOT be a big thing. Chugo had just started scouts in May of 08. The crossover was in Feb. 09. Yes dates blah blah.. my point in telling you this timeframe is that within the 9mos since starting scouts he earned all 20 webelos activity badges and received the heavy shoulder award! I was so proud of him. He had so much catching up to do with the other boys and did it in no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKdCZW1tI/AAAAAAAAAk8/PUqj3w2aOfk/s1600-h/IMG_1589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKdCZW1tI/AAAAAAAAAk8/PUqj3w2aOfk/s200/IMG_1589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325729159573853906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who aren't familiar with the scouting world... Crossing over means leaving Cub Scouts and entering into Boy Scouts. They had a big ceremony called the Blue and Gold. After dinner and cake (yum!) They had the crossover ceremony and it was so wonderful to see Chugo entering into this new arena. He was so proud of himself that I had one of those, "Omg don't be a tard and cry" moments that we so often find ourselves in as Mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With out further ado I give you Chugo... The Boy Scout Boy Wonder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKclBYrhI/AAAAAAAAAks/mYtqodMR14U/s1600-h/hesaboyscoutnow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKclBYrhI/AAAAAAAAAks/mYtqodMR14U/s200/hesaboyscoutnow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325729151688683026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKcdDR6jI/AAAAAAAAAkc/hr3C9QYVFPA/s1600-h/Arrowoflight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKcdDR6jI/AAAAAAAAAkc/hr3C9QYVFPA/s200/Arrowoflight.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325729149549144626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKctCBJNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/DVsN-skNoe4/s1600-h/onthejourney.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKctCBJNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/DVsN-skNoe4/s200/onthejourney.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325729153838818514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKc7C7NhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/_KVVNGnlMe0/s1600-h/thecrew.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKc7C7NhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/_KVVNGnlMe0/s200/thecrew.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325729157600720402" 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/7544011566416953166-7284451635217475219?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7284451635217475219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=7284451635217475219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7284451635217475219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7284451635217475219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2009/04/feature-friday.html' title='Feature Friday!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SejKdCZW1tI/AAAAAAAAAk8/PUqj3w2aOfk/s72-c/IMG_1589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-3041821842454685643</id><published>2009-04-15T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:30:25.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SeZt1Z7mI5I/AAAAAAAAAkU/lhArCNJDDd0/s1600-h/IMG_1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SeZt1Z7mI5I/AAAAAAAAAkU/lhArCNJDDd0/s200/IMG_1738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325064373673534354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We represent the Lollipop Guild and We wish to welcome you to Munchkin Land!&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/7544011566416953166-3041821842454685643?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3041821842454685643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=3041821842454685643' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3041821842454685643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3041821842454685643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2009/04/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SeZt1Z7mI5I/AAAAAAAAAkU/lhArCNJDDd0/s72-c/IMG_1738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4666978947458944181</id><published>2009-04-08T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:33:03.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BANANAS!</title><content type='html'>Sigh... I dunno how many times I am going to have to promise to make time for this.. but here we go again... round two.. BING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say for good, but well my track record isn't looking so hot. It has been quite some time since my last post and about a bazillion things have happened since then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chugo made his First Communion, crossed over to boy scouts and is now starting up baseball.&lt;br /&gt;Kata got his tonsils out and is in scouts and also has started baseball&lt;br /&gt;(baseball is seems keeps up busy almost every evening during the week and on the weekends too!)&lt;br /&gt;Moose and Bus have hit the 18 mos milestone YAY! they were also baptized in Feb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents came for the holidays and stayed through the winter- just having left a couple weeks ago! :(  It was so wonderful to have all the extra hands around the house thats for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND... drum roll please... the super gates have been taken down and the twins have free range of the living room and dining room! The place has become somewhat of a large playroom I have to admit. I do try to clean it up umpteen times during the day but I swear as soon as I turn my back its a mess again! (I know you twin mommies will feel my pain on this one!) We have also had to hide the dining room chairs seeing as our wee monkeys have discovered climbing! I have never baby proofed a house as I did with these two boys! (It amazes me how many safety items are on the market these days- I never would have even guessed the uses of half of them- or even thought they were needed until we took down the gates... and now.. They are MUST HAVES! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really- its been wonderful. I love to see them growing and coming into their own little people! They are like day and night as far as personalities- which is great as far as helping us to tell them apart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is about all the time I have for the moment. I will attempt to catch up on each of the aboved mentioned events- Seeing as we have some great pictures of them all!&lt;br /&gt;But until then... I VOW... yes VOW.. to get back on here. I think I need the support!&lt;br /&gt;*Wink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-4666978947458944181?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4666978947458944181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4666978947458944181' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4666978947458944181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4666978947458944181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2009/04/bananas.html' title='BANANAS!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-7319729470828802790</id><published>2009-01-26T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:29:56.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampires, Werewolves &amp; Shifters.. OH MY!</title><content type='html'>I've fallen down the dark path.. Yes, sigh.. I never thought it would happen but it has, and I blame it all on Sara!! Wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept on and on and on about these books. Twilight (*gasp* I know right!?). So I finally gave in and read them. I couldn't put them down. It was one right after the other until I came to book three and she had loaned it out to someone else! I ended up making my husband go find a copy for me somewhere. (He went to multiple stores and they were all out! ...talk about suck!) But now, thanks to both Christmas and my birthday I am the proud owner of the entire set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does one do after the Edward and Bella saga is over? Cry, mourn?! NO!! You find the next series of undead books to suck you!  Luckily I had fallen for True Blood. It was a series that premiered on HBO this past year and as quirky as it was, I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;While on a quest to the Library to find something good, I happened to stumble across the Sookie Stackhouse&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SX5VP5lLFFI/AAAAAAAAAkM/wG4l9iHCdb0/s1600-h/sookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SX5VP5lLFFI/AAAAAAAAAkM/wG4l9iHCdb0/s200/sookie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295763943477417042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; series, which.. YAY ME.. was the books that True Blood was based on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 7 books later and waiting on the 8th to come into the library (-its on hold and I never ever imagined myself being one of those people that put a book on hold so as soon as the person checked it back in I could go get it! ....desperate housewife? or maybe just book nut!? I dunno.. but I've become that lady!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've happened upon a couple of other books that might peak that crazy undead interest but any other recommendations would be great! After all I am in this new "spoiling me with reading" phase! Wink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-7319729470828802790?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7319729470828802790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=7319729470828802790' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7319729470828802790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7319729470828802790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2009/01/vampires-werewolves-shifters-oh-my.html' title='Vampires, Werewolves &amp; Shifters.. OH MY!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SX5VP5lLFFI/AAAAAAAAAkM/wG4l9iHCdb0/s72-c/sookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-2319933059332152782</id><published>2009-01-20T09:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:56:03.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>Life gets hectic and life gets crazy. It throws you around and drags you by your hair (sometimes..)&lt;br /&gt;It can be great or it can be boring. (I've yet to find it boring, but I'm still waiting!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point of this post (well yes, I AM getting that I promise! Wink) I've been busy. Well OK perhaps busy is a wee bit of an understatement, or well on some days I guess that could be more seen as an overstatement- but I think you catch my drift. The twins are mobile in a BIG way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The following is a statement from my tiny twosome=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We run , we climb and we never seem to go in the same direction. We don't sleep through the night, we are up about every 1 and a half hours (sometimes Mommy gets lucky and gets two straight hours of sleep- but that's rare especially now that we are teething- yep FOUR teeth all at once- each of us!) We worry mommy with our small size and well lately the lady can't seem to cook anything that even remotely seems appealing to us. (We just don't understand why she thinks we can't live on baby cheese puffs and bananas alone?) We like to play with each other, although we just learned how to push and fight. Thank goodness we have big brothers to watch and take notes from!  Life for us... its a breeze! (especially now that we know how to pitch a fit and throw ourselves onto the floor kicking and screaming!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess you can see now why my posts have been lacking in numbers. I can't believe it has been a month now since my last one! I would love to say that for posterity purposes I would go back and post about everything that happened over the holidays and into the new year- but well.. I just don't think I for one, have the time, and two I don't know if I can even remember that far back! What was that.. My name you asked? Gees, I'm not at all sure I can remember that either! Wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto a new future, One where I don't put as much pressure on myself to get everything done in the day. One that lets me sit back and read a book, or slack off on my blog and not feel amazingly guilty that everyone else seems to be able to write a bazillion posts (that I find the time to read by the way) and I write none. There is 24 hours in a day, somewhere in that time-frame has to be some time for me? I guess I just have to find where it is! SMILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers to the day and I'm raising my martini glass full of fabulous lemondrop goodness to you all- I welcome myself back to the blogging world- and here's to hoping I can find my 'me' time and stick with it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-2319933059332152782?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2319933059332152782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=2319933059332152782' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2319933059332152782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2319933059332152782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2009/01/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8372203810067150417</id><published>2008-12-17T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:17:39.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Beginning to look a lot like Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>S~N~O~W~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Oregon! Its heavenly I have to say. Sigh.. I miss the winter snows of Montana, but it seems that this year it has come to visit us here! We got a couple inches the other day and now we are getting dumped on again- and the forecast says yet another storm is headed our way on Sunday! Needless to say this week has been a snow week for the kids- well yes it is only wednesday but I'm fairly positive they will be calling the nest two days as well! Looks like my boys will get a 3 week Xmas vacation instead of two! Wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on a belated note- I;ve been a slacker. I have had tons to blog about but by the end of the day it seems sleep has been more important! The holidays have not only brought stress and fatigue- as per usual they've brought all the yummy germs along with it! (I even got strep.. UGH!) So in my attempt to keep those pesky buggers at bay- I have now implemented the "Sanitize or I sterilize you rule!" I'm still working on that front door decontamination room.. although somehow I don't think it will be welcomed open armed by the public! HA HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will... attempt to do my best at keeping up with all the news as this year slowly winds down... as always.. Thanks for your patience! *cheers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-8372203810067150417?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8372203810067150417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8372203810067150417' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8372203810067150417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8372203810067150417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='Its Beginning to look a lot like Christmas!!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1627485491094271195</id><published>2008-11-21T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:59:00.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~From Trash To Treasure~</title><content type='html'>I am addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets say I have a new obsession. Its treasure hunting at the Goodwill Outlet. Did you know they even had those?  Its FABULOUS with a capitol F. (no.... seriously!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I went I admit I was taken back, I walked in with my sons and noticed there was quite a few people with not only gloves, but surgical face masks. (I just about walked out.)&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm not one to be frightened off that easily, so I took my time and walked around a bit before I dove in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove in? Yep... Diving in to a table that is. The Outlet is filled with these extremely long table bins. A table bin?!- I guess you would describe it like the old cafeteria tables in elementary school, only instead of a table top its one huge long bin. The bins are random. (By random I mean they don't sort anything out other than shoes, books and clothes. everything else goes into catch all bins.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bargain hunter. I dunno if I would call myself a diver, but I found my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this last trip I took I made out like quite the bargain bandit! I've never been one to be huge into brand names, I just liked clothes that fit me nice and looked good and didn't break my pocketbook. Since finding this Diamond in the rough, I've become a brand name snob! (teehee)&lt;br /&gt;Fendi, Banana Republic, Gap, Armani,BCBG, DKNY, Ralph Lauren, only to name a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even found an adorable REI vest for one the of the twins and some North Face sweats for my oldest. (which he hasn't even taken off the past couple days!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short (I know too late right!) I brought home my loot and started sorting. Some of the clothing had tags on it from the regular goodwill stores.&lt;br /&gt;This gave me an idea, a wonderful money saving show-my-husband-how-much-I-saved idea! I counted the items I purchased (which mind you was THREE huge garbage bags full) and then added up the total of each of the items that had tags and took that total to the Hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Outlet charges you by weight.&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that?&lt;br /&gt;AND its cheap!&lt;br /&gt;Like 1.69 a pound for up to the first 10 lbs then the price gets cheaper for the more weight you have! So its a bonus to find more and save more! Wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My totals were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62 items (in the three bags)&lt;br /&gt;Of those 62 items- 15 had price tags&lt;br /&gt;Total of price tags: $90.85&lt;br /&gt;How much I paid for my loot: $27.25&lt;br /&gt;A Savings of: $63.60&lt;br /&gt;~And that's just the total for the items that HAD tags! AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I am obsessed. Its a wonderful place, its a treasure hunt every time. Why go to a store and window shop for stuff I know I don't have the money for when I could go here and find other people's trash that I can make my treasures!&lt;br /&gt;(and the best part- if the kids destroy it I don't feel so bad as I didn't pay an arm and a leg for it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Goodwill for your Outlet stores! Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-1627485491094271195?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1627485491094271195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1627485491094271195' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1627485491094271195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1627485491094271195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/from-trash-to-treasure.html' title='~From Trash To Treasure~'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-9021354400176738906</id><published>2008-11-18T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:11:01.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOTS!</title><content type='html'>Flu season is yet upon us again... UGH&lt;br /&gt;We have never taken part in the whole flu shot event. I have always believed that you would get sick from the shot, I mean after all practically every story I had ever heard about someone getting horrible sick had been after they had gotten the shot.&lt;br /&gt;Our fabulous in home nurse assured me that you can't get sick from the shot. (possibly the new flu mist as it is live virus, but not the shot.. its dead. wink)&lt;br /&gt;I agreed, after she told me how badly the flu could affect the twins if they did in fact get it. My kids are my everything, and the idea that one of them would end up back in the hospital was not an option for me. After a wee but of persuasion, the hub agreed too.&lt;br /&gt;(and besides my good friend's family all got them and no one got sick-and they even got the mist!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. we got the shot. It was free and she even did it in the comfort of my own home.&lt;br /&gt;As a Mom, especially a scrapbooking Mom, I felt it only necessary to capture the moment. (granted not ME getting it done, just the boys! teehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the proof.. that we are in fact Flu immunized----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSW2DEx_wbI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Worak7snRJ0/s1600-h/LiamShots.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSW2DEx_wbI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Worak7snRJ0/s200/LiamShots.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270819102846337458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSW2DXDVLAI/AAAAAAAAAjg/cWhvmbPcvIE/s1600-h/EthanShots.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSW2DXDVLAI/AAAAAAAAAjg/cWhvmbPcvIE/s200/EthanShots.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270819107750882306" 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/7544011566416953166-9021354400176738906?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/9021354400176738906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=9021354400176738906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/9021354400176738906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/9021354400176738906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/shots.html' title='SHOTS!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSW2DEx_wbI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Worak7snRJ0/s72-c/LiamShots.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1398370840403586543</id><published>2008-11-11T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:03:06.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY WELLA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSW0QsFbPGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/4sj1Qi3yPXw/s1600-h/Wella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSW0QsFbPGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/4sj1Qi3yPXw/s320/Wella.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270817137711856738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother in law is an amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;Its not often that a woman can say that she truly likes her husband's Mom. (are you with me here girls?) From the very moment I met her she had welcomed me with open arms. I have known her since I was 15 years old. I recall the first time I met her, she had her long curly hair down to her shoulders and came into the room doing spins in her car wash dress. (as she called it because the dress had long strips cut almost fringe like that twirled out when she spun) She was going out on a date with a tall man in a cowboy hat. (but he wasn't much for me to remember)&lt;br /&gt;She was, and is now still so full of life. She would do anything for you and always remembers the dates of everyone who had ever had a birthday, anniversary, or even their death. She is a woman of God and some days I truly believe that she has a phone line directly up to the big Man himself. If ever a prayer was needed, she is the woman to call and pray with.&lt;br /&gt;She has always excepted me for who I am, even in my dark days-and I thank her for that.&lt;br /&gt;We have been so blessed to have her in our lives.. so today.. Its her day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mama&lt;/span&gt;-Lupita-Wella-Sticker-Babes..and every other name you go by!&lt;br /&gt;When God made you.. he truly did break the mold! XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-1398370840403586543?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1398370840403586543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1398370840403586543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1398370840403586543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1398370840403586543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-wella.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY WELLA!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSW0QsFbPGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/4sj1Qi3yPXw/s72-c/Wella.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-2815633878745639065</id><published>2008-11-10T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:47:10.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Being Thankful on our Early Thanksgiving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWvc20bVuI/AAAAAAAAAiY/DJuPQoMy-3s/s1600-h/Liam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWvc20bVuI/AAAAAAAAAiY/DJuPQoMy-3s/s200/Liam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270811849193641698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWvlvR3fTI/AAAAAAAAAig/chx6UgyOCU0/s1600-h/Ethan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWvlvR3fTI/AAAAAAAAAig/chx6UgyOCU0/s200/Ethan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270812001788460338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWvlmr5AQI/AAAAAAAAAio/0f-NSqeQHUE/s1600-h/Tito.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWvlmr5AQI/AAAAAAAAAio/0f-NSqeQHUE/s200/Tito.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270811999481692418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been three years now that we have had an early Thanksgiving. My brother, who resides in Seattle, comes over when he can get away from school and work to spend it with us. (Seeing as he works in retail and we all know how big the shopping days right around Thanksgiving are.)&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderfully Big Turkey bird and all the fixing- most of which I only make once a year!&lt;br /&gt;With the old we did have some new, in the form of a pumpkin cheesecake. ( I was informed only this year that my hub dislikes pumpkin pie.) It turned out great and I was sooo happy to get off my feet and enjoy the meal!&lt;br /&gt;As the holidays get closer I start to reminisce about my childhood and all the wonderful memories I had around the holidays. I KNOW that sometimes I go above and beyond what is necessary for my kids but I just want them to sit back when they are my age and remember all the wonderful times we shared together. To me, its worth it. All the stress and all the Holiday Hub bub fades when I see my sons smiling with holiday glee! (but this all in itself is a whole other post... we'll get to it soon enough! Wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWv6oDDJiI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tNZm5j3v-Lk/s1600-h/Chowingdown.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWv6oDDJiI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tNZm5j3v-Lk/s320/Chowingdown.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270812360624514594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWv6iOXNZI/AAAAAAAAAjI/IMz1rteEovc/s1600-h/LickingThePlatterClean.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWv6iOXNZI/AAAAAAAAAjI/IMz1rteEovc/s320/LickingThePlatterClean.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270812359061353874" 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/7544011566416953166-2815633878745639065?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2815633878745639065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=2815633878745639065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2815633878745639065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2815633878745639065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/being-thankful-on-our-early.html' title='...Being Thankful on our Early Thanksgiving...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWvc20bVuI/AAAAAAAAAiY/DJuPQoMy-3s/s72-c/Liam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-2670388491356476643</id><published>2008-11-08T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:29:16.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strep*da*ditty*do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Luck.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;If it can happen, it will happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;And it always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWp0NEKDuI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/OlrMwto6lvA/s1600-h/sickie3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWp0NEKDuI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/OlrMwto6lvA/s320/sickie3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270805653232422626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its Scarlatina, yep.. that fabulous rash you get when you get strep.. only problem is between that and his Eczema it was a recipe for disaster. While he never complained about a sore throat, never even had a fever.. we didn't know what was wrong at all. We were shopping when he broke out and he told me in the dressing room how he was going to leave his jacket on so that people wouldn't think he was a freak. I could have cried :(&lt;br /&gt;-The first Dr. we saw told us it was just an Eczema break out. But me, as Mom, knew this couldn't be true as he had Never had one like this before. (by the way his legs were even worse!!)&lt;br /&gt;-The 2nd Dr. (at the Urgent Care- which I think they should rename Slow Care!) said she had no idea what was wrong with him. Each area of his body seemed to have a different look and she just couldn't seem to pinpoint it. She then told us to try to get in with our regular Dr. in the morning or go to the ER.&lt;br /&gt;-The 3rd and Final Dr. finally tells us it is a Strep rash and the most horrible one she had ever seen! Lots of strong meds and 10 days later we are looking better. Granted He still has a rash on his arms and legs which won't seem to go away but I have a call in for a referral to a Dermatologist. Lets hope we can get to the bottom of this!&lt;br /&gt;(I have done some medical research of my own, I mean come on this IS the digital age and all- But alas I am no doctor so I will get the referral and hopefully they will be able to tell us what I think I may have concluded on my own!) &lt;--I'll keep ya posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-2670388491356476643?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2670388491356476643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=2670388491356476643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2670388491356476643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2670388491356476643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/strepdadittydo.html' title='Strep*da*ditty*do'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWp0NEKDuI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/OlrMwto6lvA/s72-c/sickie3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4003899066778715986</id><published>2008-11-02T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:15:58.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh when the Saints...</title><content type='html'>This year was our first year participating in the Saints Alive! Parade as Church. The boys had to come up with a Saint they wanted to be and then I got the pleasure of trying to figure out just exactly how I was going to make it work. As per usual, myself, the last minute Queen, whipped up both costumes the night prior to said event. I think they came out alright.. but no worries I won't break my arm off patting myself on the back or anything! *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWoPIs818I/AAAAAAAAAiA/NQsT_AgvFkk/s1600-h/LiamasStPatrick.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWoPIs818I/AAAAAAAAAiA/NQsT_AgvFkk/s200/LiamasStPatrick.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270803916894558146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chugo went as St. Patrick              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWoPBMiOHI/AAAAAAAAAiI/MQ8MaVnfp48/s1600-h/EthanasNoah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWoPBMiOHI/AAAAAAAAAiI/MQ8MaVnfp48/s200/EthanasNoah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270803914879547506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata went as Noah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had a really good time. Each one was able to get up in front of the church and tell who they were and why they chose the Saint they did.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the teenie kids were adorable and couldn't remember who they were- or if they did they didn't know how to say the name. So glad we participated!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-4003899066778715986?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4003899066778715986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4003899066778715986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4003899066778715986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4003899066778715986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-when-saints.html' title='Oh when the Saints...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWoPIs818I/AAAAAAAAAiA/NQsT_AgvFkk/s72-c/LiamasStPatrick.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-193998128248358162</id><published>2008-10-31T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:08:02.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooo0 Happy Halloween!! 0ooO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWj-xOrhdI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bXV8p4pT80A/s1600-h/BobafettEthan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWj-xOrhdI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bXV8p4pT80A/s200/BobafettEthan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270799237669160402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata as Boba Fett (he even had a backpack jet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWkmObGreI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/dQrXQalvrWY/s1600-h/RoboLiam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWkmObGreI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/dQrXQalvrWY/s200/RoboLiam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270799915520798178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chugo was my Robot. (So GQ with his sweet tie too!)&lt;br /&gt;We spend many hours wandering Ace hardware and brainstorming our plans for this suit! I am so glad it turned out so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWlPktZg4I/AAAAAAAAAhY/syfeJqnE35Y/s1600-h/Thing1Thing2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWlPktZg4I/AAAAAAAAAhY/syfeJqnE35Y/s200/Thing1Thing2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270800625877746562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how could we not forget Thing 1 and Thing 2! I lucked out having a great friend who found these blue furry pimp hats that I was able to cut the brim off and size down for the wee lads!&lt;br /&gt;They got their first taste of candy in the sucker form and booooooy did they LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;(then they continued to run ramp id for the next couple hours!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWlfusXl3I/AAAAAAAAAhg/DIj6uuHfcmM/s1600-h/Griffin%26thesucker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWlfusXl3I/AAAAAAAAAhg/DIj6uuHfcmM/s200/Griffin%26thesucker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270800903435687794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWlf2mhZTI/AAAAAAAAAho/B5BKOEQlpGk/s1600-h/Oli%26thesucker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWlf2mhZTI/AAAAAAAAAho/B5BKOEQlpGk/s200/Oli%26thesucker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270800905558648114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then ofcourse there is all the loot the boys made out with after their trick or treating extravaganza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWmGd_OSwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/NNc2uwaU-0c/s1600-h/Boys%26theLoot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWmGd_OSwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/NNc2uwaU-0c/s200/Boys%26theLoot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270801568966265602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for your viewing pleasure... yep... you guessed it me! As Pipi Longstockings herself! Wink&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWm8H2oHJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/BNcm0SaX5Vc/s1600-h/PipiMommy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWm8H2oHJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/BNcm0SaX5Vc/s200/PipiMommy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270802490737564818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-193998128248358162?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/193998128248358162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=193998128248358162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/193998128248358162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/193998128248358162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/ooo0-happy-halloween-0ooo.html' title='Ooo0 Happy Halloween!! 0ooO'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWj-xOrhdI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bXV8p4pT80A/s72-c/BobafettEthan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1401070653354664495</id><published>2008-10-30T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T09:51:55.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin time..</title><content type='html'>Carving pumpkins, always such fun. (and of course messy!) This year was no different, well other than the two additional bodies sitting around (or ON rather) the table hard at work. I look back at last year and having spent so much time in the hospital crying and praying- waiting for my sons to arrive home. And now here they are- home where they belong with us making huge messes along side their older brothers! Its been WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;So... onto pumpkin carving-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWiz1X7eII/AAAAAAAAAgY/6LD-_XCRqCY/s1600-h/ethancarving.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWiz1X7eII/AAAAAAAAAgY/6LD-_XCRqCY/s200/ethancarving.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270797950291507330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWi-MaTEqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3xIPxtfueKg/s1600-h/Liamcarving.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWi-MaTEqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3xIPxtfueKg/s200/Liamcarving.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270798128274150050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWjLKE9EaI/AAAAAAAAAgo/8x7hTcAMxkM/s1600-h/pumpkinbabies1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWjLKE9EaI/AAAAAAAAAgo/8x7hTcAMxkM/s200/pumpkinbabies1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270798350986056098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWjLB9zTJI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ohWyXIy9wCk/s1600-h/pumpkinbabies2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWjLB9zTJI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ohWyXIy9wCk/s200/pumpkinbabies2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270798348808572050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how could I not add in the finished products.. all the hard work that went into these bad boys made them all the much more awesome! (wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWjilS_XoI/AAAAAAAAAg4/q4O-qPZOKdE/s1600-h/3pumpkins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWjilS_XoI/AAAAAAAAAg4/q4O-qPZOKdE/s200/3pumpkins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270798753429675650" 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/7544011566416953166-1401070653354664495?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1401070653354664495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1401070653354664495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1401070653354664495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1401070653354664495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-time.html' title='Pumpkin time..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWiz1X7eII/AAAAAAAAAgY/6LD-_XCRqCY/s72-c/ethancarving.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-7233127064321058824</id><published>2008-10-25T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T09:44:48.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWiApvRbEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/b90C7V1RF7w/s1600-h/kata.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWiApvRbEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/b90C7V1RF7w/s320/kata.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270797070994861122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Kata.....&lt;br /&gt;Always so full of energy- your imagination never ceases to amaze me! Your costume collection has grown so big over the years that we had to buy a new larger bin!&lt;br /&gt;You've taught me so much over these past SEVEN years:&lt;br /&gt;-How to love unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;-How to laugh at myself&lt;br /&gt;-The names of every superhero and villain known to man! (and then even some of your own made up ones!)&lt;br /&gt;*And those are just to name a few!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being you- For never changing even though as we get older and meet knew people it gets harder to still be yourself! (You still wear your batman mask to the grocery store- and I love that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWgghmT9bI/AAAAAAAAAgI/M13rKPRqsbE/s1600-h/birthdaygang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWgghmT9bI/AAAAAAAAAgI/M13rKPRqsbE/s320/birthdaygang.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270795419542353330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he wasn't able to have the kid party he wanted last year as I was fresh out of the hospital from having the twins- we did this year! It was a costume party and everyone had a wonderful time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-7233127064321058824?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7233127064321058824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=7233127064321058824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7233127064321058824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7233127064321058824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-kata.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATA!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SSWiApvRbEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/b90C7V1RF7w/s72-c/kata.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1068329878325958769</id><published>2008-10-06T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:10:52.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Party for the ONE Boys!</title><content type='html'>I have to say, I was stressed out trying to make sure that everything would be done around the house before the guests arrived! Luckily for me, I always worry more than I should and it all turned out great! The food was done on time just as everyone was arriving. It still hits me at odd times during the day, My babies are ONE! How did this happen? More importantly...When?!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I made it through the party, I teared up just a little when people were looking through the NICU scrapbook. I can't believe they were ever that small!  With no further ado.... onto the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpQiWnMlKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/k-0WjqFc2Bc/s1600-h/Birthdaycakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpQiWnMlKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/k-0WjqFc2Bc/s320/Birthdaycakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254100466396861602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cakes! I made them each their own little mini cakes so they could "have at it". (and of course a bigger one for all the guests!) Moose was careful with his cake and picked it up to nibble off it. Bus, well when he got his cake he grabbed it with both hands, squeezed it through his fingers and shoved cake into his mouth with both hands! (this was truly the first experience the boys had with sugar and omg they were on the craziest sugar high! Didn't end up going to bed until 10:30pm! Needless to say we did a lot of sleeping the next day to make up for it! *wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpQztA0--I/AAAAAAAAAfY/zRItHEO60dk/s1600-h/birthdayboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpQztA0--I/AAAAAAAAAfY/zRItHEO60dk/s320/birthdayboys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254100764467723234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They boys loved their birthday blowers. They kept trying to figure them out and then said, what the heck lets just chomp on them instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpRo0885rI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ACZFc9g-8wE/s1600-h/fin%26birthdayblower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpRo0885rI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ACZFc9g-8wE/s320/fin%26birthdayblower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254101677132015282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpRpR1lScI/AAAAAAAAAf4/KJJROux5Dp4/s1600-h/OliEATINGthebirthdayblower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpRpR1lScI/AAAAAAAAAf4/KJJROux5Dp4/s320/OliEATINGthebirthdayblower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254101684885735874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpRpvR_mPI/AAAAAAAAAgA/mKmKLqfHags/s1600-h/singingHappyBirthday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpRpvR_mPI/AAAAAAAAAgA/mKmKLqfHags/s320/singingHappyBirthday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254101692789528818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singing Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Both Chugo and Kata helped blow out the candles and when it came time for presents no help was needed, well for Bus that is! Its like he had been opening present all his life! He ripped the paper open and kept banging on the present in excitement! He even looked over at Moose during one point, who seemed in his eyes to be taking waaaay to long to open his and crawled over his own gift in order to starting ripping away at Moose's! It was too cute! (maybe it was the sugar I dunno, but they both really enjoyed the day!)&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, I can't Wait for Christmas! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On a silly note, I seemed to have dressed the twins for their personalities: Moose in a button up and sweater vest and Bus in a Hawaiian shirt. My BIL thought this was quite comical and has decided on nicknaming the boys Gene Hackman and Tom Selick. Maybe for the hair, I dunno. I can't wait til his daughter is born and we can come up with silly nicknames for her! *Wink)&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/7544011566416953166-1068329878325958769?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1068329878325958769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1068329878325958769' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1068329878325958769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1068329878325958769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/party-for-one-boys.html' title='The Party for the ONE Boys!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOpQiWnMlKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/k-0WjqFc2Bc/s72-c/Birthdaycakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6477421565873809560</id><published>2008-10-04T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:19:34.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY!</title><content type='html'>Mom... I don't even know where I should begin!&lt;br /&gt;You are the woman I aspire to become everyday. You have taught me so much about life, and being a mom. You have helped me through so many rough times, I don't know if there is ever any way I could repay you for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the woman who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthed me&lt;br /&gt;Taught me right from wrong&lt;br /&gt;Bought me my first bra&lt;br /&gt;Told me that when a boy broke up with me, it was his loss, not mine&lt;br /&gt;Went through Lamaze classes with me&lt;br /&gt;Counted my breaths as I pushed&lt;br /&gt;Shared in the joy when I became a mother for the first time, and the second, and the third!&lt;br /&gt;Taught me how to play the Glad game :)&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me everyday to be a better person&lt;br /&gt;And for all of the stuff you still have to teach me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed having you as a mother, and a friend.&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful that we have had such an amazing relationship over the years and I look forward to all the new memories and stories we still have yet to share!&lt;br /&gt;All my love and hugs and Kisses to you on your big day! Wish I could be there to Help you Celebrate!! XOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6477421565873809560?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6477421565873809560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6477421565873809560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6477421565873809560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6477421565873809560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-mommy.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-7209048254817268179</id><published>2008-10-03T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:17:16.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUS! &amp; HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOOSE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                 ....and then they were ONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOW_khjnTuI/AAAAAAAAAdY/HPkT7-uekjc/s1600-h/olisized.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOW_khjnTuI/AAAAAAAAAdY/HPkT7-uekjc/s320/olisized.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252815174601494242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BUS&lt;/span&gt;- Carrying you was a dream! You were so predictable and loved t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o snuggle in down on my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; left s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ide. The nurses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never had any problems f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;inding you to monitor! Little did we know that once you were born that would all change! *wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your first two weeks of life were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so hard, an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;d yet you proved to me just how much of a f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ighter you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;were! Everyday y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;surprised me with your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;progress! You w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;baby home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just as you were the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXEnTfypxI/AAAAAAAAAdg/RCw-RXtXwqw/s1600-h/bathtimeOli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXEnTfypxI/AAAAAAAAAdg/RCw-RXtXwqw/s320/bathtimeOli.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252820719925110546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;out and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;immediately sc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reamed and peed on the doctors; I should have known then that you were going to be my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wild child! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your laughter is infectious and your dancing makes us all smile! Your adve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nturous nature will definite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ly keep me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my toes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love it whe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sing to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and all th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ories you tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! (even if I can't understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;them I can tell by the look in your eyes how excited you are to share them!) Happy Birthday my sweet boy! Happy First Birthday to YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXIJyDk7CI/AAAAAAAAAeA/uLw6qQianmw/s1600-h/DSCN1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXIJyDk7CI/AAAAAAAAAeA/uLw6qQianmw/s320/DSCN1317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252824610778704930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXE7-nPjoI/AAAAAAAAAdo/FHQ8WSTsDmE/s1600-h/Oligrowingup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXE7-nPjoI/AAAAAAAAAdo/FHQ8WSTsDmE/s320/Oligrowingup.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252821075096473218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXJPxy7xdI/AAAAAAAAAeI/vY4mEGrzeEY/s1600-h/laundrytime.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXJPxy7xdI/AAAAAAAAAeI/vY4mEGrzeEY/s320/laundrytime.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252825813299742162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXFfoW6b5I/AAAAAAAAAdw/dqWf6gUWT-w/s1600-h/griffinsized2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXFfoW6b5I/AAAAAAAAAdw/dqWf6gUWT-w/s320/griffinsized2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252821687597690770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MOOSE-&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You were the wild child in my b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lly! The nu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rses always had to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; up cal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ling in the ultrasoun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;d tech to find you for monitoring! Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ou were always kicking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; me but w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ould settle when I would sing to you. I loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;being pr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;egnant with you! You came out silent but fighting, everyone reassured me that you were ok, just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; needed a wee bit of stimulation to get you going. You are so patient with everyone and so shy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (who would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; have thought it!) Your "Hotcha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chacha" Smiles sends me into a giggling fren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;zy! Even t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hough you were second born you have taken command being the first to both craw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXKkvoz2gI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/h7Wgll-VTT8/s1600-h/FuzzyFin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXKkvoz2gI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/h7Wgll-VTT8/s320/FuzzyFin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252827273009289730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;l and now walk! It amazes me to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; hobble around everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and even try to dance! You are such a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; professor, always watching to see how things work. You've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;even mastered how to find the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; weak spot in the baby fence and push your way to freedom! (with of course your brother in tow behind you!) Happy Birthday my big boy! Happy First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Birthday to YO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXMOmobuXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/xI03-I87CZY/s1600-h/fin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXMOmobuXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/xI03-I87CZY/s320/fin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252829091657922930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXNQmltIVI/AAAAAAAAAeo/b39O0_PrH3M/s1600-h/naartjie1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXNQmltIVI/AAAAAAAAAeo/b39O0_PrH3M/s320/naartjie1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252830225517846866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXPNcjP6KI/AAAAAAAAAfA/M2KpKn4z0f8/s1600-h/graduationtime.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXPNcjP6KI/AAAAAAAAAfA/M2KpKn4z0f8/s320/graduationtime.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252832370306836642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOXOEKfwtSI/AAAAAAAAAew/IHMdNPrg-_8/s1600-h/graduationtime.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-7209048254817268179?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7209048254817268179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=7209048254817268179' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7209048254817268179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7209048254817268179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-bus-happy-birthday-moose.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUS! &amp; HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOOSE!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOW_khjnTuI/AAAAAAAAAdY/HPkT7-uekjc/s72-c/olisized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-2873458761163609260</id><published>2008-10-02T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:28:17.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day before...this time last year...</title><content type='html'>Everyone says the first birthday is emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twins..&lt;/span&gt; that means emotional times two right?&lt;br /&gt;Last year was a whirlwind of ups and downs. Tears of fear and tears of joy, so many tears I recall telling my family that I wish I could take my eyeballs out and soak them they stung so bad! We're almost there, one more day, and as I prep the "party" I recall thinking back to this time last year.&lt;br /&gt;Baby B's heart rate had been having decels. The rate at which they were deceling was increasing and his heart started dipping into the 'not so good' zone. The team of doctors had come in and told me that I was going to be put onto 24 hour monitoring so they could see if a decel pattern was forming. I admit I was scared and I kept thinking, I know I told the nurses the other day that I was so uncomfortable and ready to be done.. BUT I really wasn't! (Especially now that they told me things were getting iffy.)  I had made it to that 30+ wk milestone, and everyone kept assuring me that if the boys needed to be taken they would have a great chance. So scared, sitting in that little hobbit hole of a hospital room alone and praying that everything would be all right. I think I had squeezed my cross pendant so hard and for so long that it was embedded into my hand!&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how fast time passes. God does work miracles, he works them everyday, and I guess it took me 7 mos of hard pregnancy to finally see it.&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo glad that we've made it through this first year mostly unscathed, but even though I sit here now, watching these two little men come into their own, I still can't shake the emotions of their pregnancy and their birth. I'm sure one day it will go away, or maybe it won't.. perhaps it will be a little like ptsd, only post traumatic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pregnancy &lt;/span&gt;disorder instead! *Wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So To celebrate the months of carrying the twins I give to you... An Homage to the Belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUNJk1IWQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/8PgYUyC2tWM/s1600-h/14weekbelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUNJk1IWQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/8PgYUyC2tWM/s200/14weekbelly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252618998554056962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUNbgaTviI/AAAAAAAAAbI/catCDs7IZZE/s1600-h/5mosbelly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUNbgaTviI/AAAAAAAAAbI/catCDs7IZZE/s200/5mosbelly1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252619306605461026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUNpPv-3DI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0ma19dIZJWg/s1600-h/0728071251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUNpPv-3DI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0ma19dIZJWg/s200/0728071251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252619542651132978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUO22QRGGI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mD31m1GNuOs/s1600-h/bellypic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUO22QRGGI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mD31m1GNuOs/s200/bellypic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252620875837020258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOURXKFPkuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/__VDsVliUWQ/s1600-h/meandthebelly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOURXKFPkuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/__VDsVliUWQ/s200/meandthebelly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252623629938561762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUP5AVkfJI/AAAAAAAAAbo/sWv2H7LD5O0/s1600-h/bellypic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUP5AVkfJI/AAAAAAAAAbo/sWv2H7LD5O0/s200/bellypic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252622012414983314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUQLMJEb-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/uSd2Q9vs52s/s1600-h/hospitalbelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUQLMJEb-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/uSd2Q9vs52s/s200/hospitalbelly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252622324821422050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUQXecDG7I/AAAAAAAAAb4/0-Ks7AXRkAo/s1600-h/hospitalbelly2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUQXecDG7I/AAAAAAAAAb4/0-Ks7AXRkAo/s200/hospitalbelly2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252622535891295154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOURqrZj4aI/AAAAAAAAAcI/4d7-Cx7UaPU/s1600-h/26wk5daybelly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOURqrZj4aI/AAAAAAAAAcI/4d7-Cx7UaPU/s200/26wk5daybelly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252623965299663266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUSBuw2lRI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/rPbuR02vDpc/s1600-h/stuffingface.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUSBuw2lRI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/rPbuR02vDpc/s200/stuffingface.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252624361339655442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUSThBnFWI/AAAAAAAAAcY/JmBYc9568_E/s1600-h/0923071711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUSThBnFWI/AAAAAAAAAcY/JmBYc9568_E/s200/0923071711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252624666889491810" 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/7544011566416953166-2873458761163609260?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2873458761163609260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=2873458761163609260' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2873458761163609260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2873458761163609260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-beforethis-time-last-year.html' title='The day before...this time last year...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUNJk1IWQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/8PgYUyC2tWM/s72-c/14weekbelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-374122042864370900</id><published>2008-10-01T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:02:02.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordful Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUaUKS54nI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/1KCuQnpSRxc/s1600-h/cordtanglesweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUaUKS54nI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/1KCuQnpSRxc/s320/cordtanglesweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252633474060903026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the worry for all those months.&lt;br /&gt;The cord tangles, knots, twists.. the two of them seemed to use them like jump ropes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUVWWmGXUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/AGb-P8ZyuHE/s1600-h/THETWINS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUVWWmGXUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/AGb-P8ZyuHE/s320/THETWINS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252628014164237634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Together they snuggled in to sleep and grow for the next 5 mos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUYpGn7AhI/AAAAAAAAAdA/l-LQX9B1NZ0/s1600-h/BabyAhospitalpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUYpGn7AhI/AAAAAAAAAdA/l-LQX9B1NZ0/s320/BabyAhospitalpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252631634829312530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby A Sleeping soundly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUY13vjPvI/AAAAAAAAAdI/z_EoRjOIMwk/s1600-h/BabyBhospitalpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUY13vjPvI/AAAAAAAAAdI/z_EoRjOIMwk/s320/BabyBhospitalpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252631854173077234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby B sleeping soundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even then they slept alike, and even looked sooo much alike!&lt;br /&gt;They each had their own sides of the belly and always stayed on that side.&lt;br /&gt;To this day they have to be rocked in the correct arm or they are restless and won't fall asleep. They will wiggle and crawl over one another to get to the correct sleeping side.&lt;br /&gt;I Loved having them in my belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-374122042864370900?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/374122042864370900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=374122042864370900' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/374122042864370900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/374122042864370900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/wordful-wednesday.html' title='Wordful Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOUaUKS54nI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/1KCuQnpSRxc/s72-c/cordtanglesweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-3618220630343973428</id><published>2008-09-30T16:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:40:24.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....*sigh*....Its ALMOST here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOK33-gjTgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/D7XH2aE0lTc/s1600-h/forweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOK33-gjTgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/D7XH2aE0lTc/s400/forweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251962287767637506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up these announcements as I never had a chance to send out birth announcements once the boys were born. *sigh* It was so hectic as is with all the trips to the NICU and then when were you suppose to celebrate, when they were born or once they got home from the NICU?! It was all so undecided. I vowed that for their first birthday I would send out announcements to announce both their birth and their big day.&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 more days left until they turn one- and I want to cry just thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;(crying because &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;- I am excited they are with us today and doing so well &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;- because I am stressed out about the birthday and the obvious and usual reason for my tears lately &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;- I am just too darn exhausted!! Wink)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-3618220630343973428?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3618220630343973428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=3618220630343973428' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3618220630343973428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3618220630343973428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/sighits-almost-here.html' title='....*sigh*....Its ALMOST here!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOK33-gjTgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/D7XH2aE0lTc/s72-c/forweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4378522223197872760</id><published>2008-09-30T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:35:06.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobcat.. YAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOK3SJAYooI/AAAAAAAAAaw/guSwrkWTJDE/s1600-h/BobcatPaint.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOK3SJAYooI/AAAAAAAAAaw/guSwrkWTJDE/s200/BobcatPaint.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251961637750481538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouting has been.... an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;Both Chugo and kata have embarked on this adventure- pulling me into the mix of it all! (what a pro I will be once the twins are old enough to join!) We had our first Pack meeting of the year, and while Chugo had already earned his Bobcat badge at the end of the scouting year (right before summer) he didn't get to partake in the ceremony until this last meeting. Not only has he received that badge but as it was mentioned at the meeting, since his joining in May, he has received 11 badges including his Weeblos badge and a compass point! Now, as impressive as this would make me look saying that I helped him earn all of those badges- his scout leader gets all the credit. We did do a lot at home, but she was great about meeting with him to catch him up outside of the meetings! YAY MJ!&lt;br /&gt;(picture is from after the meeting at home before he popped in the shower to wash off that itchy paint! Wink)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-4378522223197872760?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4378522223197872760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4378522223197872760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4378522223197872760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4378522223197872760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/bobcat-yay.html' title='Bobcat.. YAY!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SOK3SJAYooI/AAAAAAAAAaw/guSwrkWTJDE/s72-c/BobcatPaint.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6740144383211661999</id><published>2008-09-18T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:47:56.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..M*I*A</title><content type='html'>Yes, its true, I have been MIA for the past couple days (weeks... I dunno I seem to have lost count.)&lt;br /&gt;It all started with school. *sigh* I would have thought starting school would have given me more free time, yet I seem to be so much busier! (whats with that?!)&lt;br /&gt;Soccer four nights a week, cub scouts and homework.. I feel doomed! Did I also mention that the Hub has started playing Handball once a week? (now before you take that the wrong way.. I am super excited that he has started this. I've been telling him for years now that he needed to go out and do something physical/active with his brothers and now he is.. plus then I can get the kids to bed early and go to sleep myself without feeling guilty about not watching tv with him! *smiles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on planning the twins' first birthday... Gees, I can't believe it is in a couple weeks already! &lt;--I'll write more about that later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has just been too nice lately for me to be staying cooped up in the house so I have been a crazy walking mama walking everywhere around town that I can! (I'm sure once the weather turns nasty I will be spending more time on here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all my readers who still come and check me out when I do post a new post! Also thank you for bugging me and asking me where the heck I am! I'm here.. just slacking!&lt;br /&gt;The twins are doing awesome (to answer your q's) Bus has a whooping 6 teeth now and Moose is still working on breaking in those top two to make it 4 total. Both are showing signs of wanting to walk. We've even taken a couple calculated steps and then of course fall) Bus wants to skip walking altogether and just start running! I went to Babies R Us and purchased all the necessary baby proofing items and have been working on getting my house ready for these two little men! (although I can't help but feel that no matter how ready I am.. I won't be!!)&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of twins... nap time is over so I better run...literally...*WINK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6740144383211661999?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6740144383211661999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6740144383211661999' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6740144383211661999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6740144383211661999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/mia.html' title='..M*I*A'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-307607522562375285</id><published>2008-09-08T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T16:46:10.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS A GIRL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMr-VXZQkDI/AAAAAAAAAao/nPTyJ_FD2GA/s1600-h/SweetEvelyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMr-VXZQkDI/AAAAAAAAAao/nPTyJ_FD2GA/s320/SweetEvelyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245284359037030450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMr-FxPbCyI/AAAAAAAAAag/u6QnzO5WlHA/s1600-h/evieJ1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMr-FxPbCyI/AAAAAAAAAag/u6QnzO5WlHA/s320/evieJ1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245284091097189154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WELCOME TO THE FAMILY!&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn Jane&lt;br /&gt;9lbs 3 oz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She looks just like her sister! My sister thought she had given birth to her daughters twin! LOL&lt;br /&gt;They are both home and resting now up in Ontario. I wish I was closer to snuggle my not so wee new niece! Sending many hugs and kisses their way though!&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/7544011566416953166-307607522562375285?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/307607522562375285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=307607522562375285' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/307607522562375285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/307607522562375285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-girl.html' title='ITS A GIRL!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMr-VXZQkDI/AAAAAAAAAao/nPTyJ_FD2GA/s72-c/SweetEvelyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-5588577078323679693</id><published>2008-09-06T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:14:57.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer...</title><content type='html'>I was laying in bed the other night and a thought popped into my head...&lt;br /&gt;I have two sons playing soccer- I own a minivan- Dear God I am a soccer Mom!&lt;br /&gt;When did this happen? How? I guess with four boys it was inevitable that eventually I would be some sort of sports mother.&lt;br /&gt;The boys had their first game today and it was awesome. I didn't have a voice by the end of the day and was a wee bit sun burnt. (I say a wee bit cuz it would be embarrassing to actually say that I didn't put sunscreen on and ended up with sun poisoning- which is basically a sunburn with minor side effects of headache, dizziness and nausea- Yay me.. live and learn eh?!) &lt;--Of course my kids were lathered up! Kata made 6 goals! I think he may be a sort of a ball hog but hey when your 6 its all about being in charge of that ball! Wink Chugo plays defense and while this is the first year he has played since he was four I think he did AWESOME! He was all over his guy defending the goal and when the ball came at him he charged right up to it! I can't wait for the rest of the season- WHOOHOO! (by the way they won their game shut out style 6-0! It was fabulous and such a great way to start the season!)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chugo in action. (orange tee)   &lt;br /&gt;Kata and his soccer Buddy&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWHCqXm3AI/AAAAAAAAAaY/J2scJDzXal8/s1600-h/DSCN2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWHCqXm3AI/AAAAAAAAAaY/J2scJDzXal8/s200/DSCN2355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243745820945603586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWHCdKFmwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/SuVu_yEBW74/s1600-h/DSCN2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWHCdKFmwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/SuVu_yEBW74/s200/DSCN2351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243745817399237378" 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/7544011566416953166-5588577078323679693?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5588577078323679693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=5588577078323679693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5588577078323679693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5588577078323679693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/soccer.html' title='Soccer...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWHCqXm3AI/AAAAAAAAAaY/J2scJDzXal8/s72-c/DSCN2355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-2838747133545919800</id><published>2008-09-03T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:05:45.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~11 mos old ALREADY~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWFH8tXZvI/AAAAAAAAAaA/juTSOKllADM/s1600-h/Griffinsm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWFH8tXZvI/AAAAAAAAAaA/juTSOKllADM/s320/Griffinsm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243743712744793842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWFHyAPv6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/J7r-dzmBrrA/s1600-h/Oliversm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWFHyAPv6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/J7r-dzmBrrA/s320/Oliversm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243743709871194018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has really flown by. I can't believe they are already 11 mos old and standing on their own for a wee bit of time and starting to want to take steps! Its seems like just yesterday I was rubbing my big pregnant belly willing them to arrive safely! *sigh*&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/7544011566416953166-2838747133545919800?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2838747133545919800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=2838747133545919800' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2838747133545919800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2838747133545919800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/11-mos-old-already.html' title='~11 mos old ALREADY~'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWFH8tXZvI/AAAAAAAAAaA/juTSOKllADM/s72-c/Griffinsm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-190315943678960025</id><published>2008-09-02T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:56:28.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of School!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWC-kdvH_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/7uehB8jdgDA/s1600-h/Firstdayofschool08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWC-kdvH_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/7uehB8jdgDA/s320/Firstdayofschool08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243741352594710514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chugo-The big 5th grader now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWC-xT1u7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Sp-J9xlpEXs/s1600-h/ethanfirstdayofschool08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWC-xT1u7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Sp-J9xlpEXs/s320/ethanfirstdayofschool08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243741356042861490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kata- 1st grade already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't believe that the school year has begun yet again! I never thought the day would arrive and now that its here I am almost sad. (don't get me wrong though I am totally looking forward to being able to clean the house and have it stay clean if only for 8 hours! Wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go get 'em Boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-190315943678960025?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/190315943678960025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=190315943678960025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/190315943678960025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/190315943678960025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day Of School!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SMWC-kdvH_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/7uehB8jdgDA/s72-c/Firstdayofschool08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-3531038071154837812</id><published>2008-08-29T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:27:26.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..*~One Year Ago Today~*..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;*Dinner to Celebrate finding out your pregnant with twins: $80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Setting up the nursery for two: $500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Hospital bill totals for long inpatient stay and two babies: $400,000+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Monthly Supply of Diapers and Formula: $150&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Knowing that you have two healthy &amp;amp; Vibrant babies: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Priceless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the One year anniversary of my inpatient stay. Hard to believe that One year ago I went into the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLgvrhClADI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HuHOyC6-MhU/s1600-h/August292007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLgvrhClADI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HuHOyC6-MhU/s320/August292007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239990591095636018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hospital nervous as can be at 25 wks pregnant. I knew I would be in for the long haul and was hoping to get to that magic 32 wks gestation in order to give my babies the best possible chance at life. Saying goodbye to Chugo and Kata and my absolutely amazing husband was the hardest thing for me, But I knew that we were doing the right thing, the best thing for our unborn twins. I was blessed with an amazing team of nurses and was able to develop a bond with everyone. I am so glad its over, but looking back today, one year ago... I don't know how I did it.  Thank you God for the gift you have given our family. These amazing sweet miracle babies have brought so much to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We are truly blessed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLgu-HGi8tI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KXgWA4AX0BY/s1600-h/theboys%26me82907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLgu-HGi8tI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KXgWA4AX0BY/s320/theboys%26me82907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239989811038843602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLguptJlntI/AAAAAAAAAUo/s_PbFkyxXjc/s1600-h/theboys%26me82907.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-3531038071154837812?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3531038071154837812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=3531038071154837812' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3531038071154837812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3531038071154837812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-year-ago-today.html' title='..*~One Year Ago Today~*..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLgvrhClADI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HuHOyC6-MhU/s72-c/August292007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-5835283572111246604</id><published>2008-08-29T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:56:39.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Poor Bus Saga Continues..</title><content type='html'>So my poor baby is now allergic to Amoxicillin-- Fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;He developed a rash all over and luckily the home nurse was here for her visit so I was able to ask her what she thought.&lt;br /&gt;It was either A: a viral rash or B: an allergic reaction.&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty sure it was a reaction because once I gave him the meds within 10 mins he was red all over and blotchy. Called the doc's office and waited all afternoon for a call back only to hear that they wanted me back in the office for yet another visit. So in we go to find out that not only is he allergic to the meds; he doesn't even have an ear infection.&lt;br /&gt;Baffling wouldn't you agree? Apparently his ears were pink when we were in the ER and then still pink in the docs office so they went ahead and prescribed meds. I guess trying to look on the bright side we now know he is allergic to Penicillin products. (Although we still have no idea what caused the high fever surge.) Guess it will remain a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;So glad I pay so much for medical advice... *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and that was soooo sarcasm just in case you were wondering!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-5835283572111246604?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5835283572111246604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=5835283572111246604' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5835283572111246604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5835283572111246604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/poor-bus-saga-continues.html' title='The Poor Bus Saga Continues..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-2587041441846052378</id><published>2008-08-27T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:39:04.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;Bus is doing great. Double ear infection, hence the fast spike in fever. (the ER wouldn't give meds they have a wait and see approach- whatever! Our doc gave it to us thank goodness and he is feeling much better. Not yet himself but better! Our doc also assured us that it is highly unlikely that he would ever have that type of seizure again. So that was good news!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now... Wordless Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLXkzhW_KxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/qJchTMsxuO0/s1600-h/Fdoggybowl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLXkzhW_KxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/qJchTMsxuO0/s320/Fdoggybowl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239345315294685970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bowls?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLXkz6vQ0QI/AAAAAAAAAUY/WsxTyMUenNw/s1600-h/Fdoggydoor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLXkz6vQ0QI/AAAAAAAAAUY/WsxTyMUenNw/s320/Fdoggydoor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239345322107392258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doors?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moose is just fascinated with Dogs and all that dogs do!&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/7544011566416953166-2587041441846052378?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2587041441846052378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=2587041441846052378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2587041441846052378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2587041441846052378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/wordless-wednesday_27.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLXkzhW_KxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/qJchTMsxuO0/s72-c/Fdoggybowl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6530810853371998015</id><published>2008-08-24T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:00:24.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Baby...</title><content type='html'>It will soon be a year since I went inpatient with the twins. I have been an emotional wreck wrought with thoughts of the twins in the hospital and how things could have turned out. My nightmares peaked last night as my Bus was rushed to the Emergency Room via ambulance due to a seizure. I have never been so scared in my entire life. When the boys were in the NICU I was scared and worried but I knew that the doctors were highly trained and would do everything possible to help my babies. At home, not knowing what I was doing or why this was happening to him I panicked. His poor little body tightened and shaking and gasping for air his lips turned blue. I just remember telling him, "It's OK baby, Mommy is here, I love you, stay with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes later the EMT's showed up and he calmed down.&lt;br /&gt;He has been dealing with his top two teeth coming in and had a temp of 102. He was almost due for Tylenol and the Hub had gotten home just 20 minutes prior to the event. (Thank God) The older brothers were beside themselves crying. We haven't had people over to our house in forever and for the first time we had my brother in law, his gf and her friend over for dinner. (My SIL &amp;amp; MIL were also over so we had tons of people to watch the other three boys as the hub and I rushed to the hospital)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the ER and they dosed him with Tylenol and Motrin and took some tests. Turns out it was a &lt;a href="http://www.ninds.nih.gov/disorders/febrile_seizures/detail_febrile_seizures.htm"&gt;Febrile Seizure&lt;/a&gt; which is caused by a drastic change in body temperature in a short period of time, the body can't compensate for the heat fast enough and thus ends up seizing. They tell me it is common however I had never heard of it until now. Four kids.. and never had I had this happen to me before.  Scared out of our wits we ended up having him sleep with us once we got home from the ER and of course checked on his brother every couple minutes as well.&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so helpless in my life. The doctors kept telling me that it effects kids from the ages of 6mos to 6yrs but rarely do kids have more than one episode. (rarely- hello! thats what they told me about having momo twins- so at this point I am not feeling so confident about my odds) He has continued to have a fever today. The Doctor felt that his high fever wasn't just due to the teething and perhaps he was getting a viral infection so we left armed with barely more information than when we arrived. We will check in with our doctor tomorrow to see if she can come to any other conclusion as to why we still have the 101 fever. :(&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is doing sleeping lots (in our arms) but is still uncomfortable. Please send prayers for our little one...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLH03PDkMwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Dct42Ip0ab8/s1600-h/Oli+in+the+hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLH03PDkMwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Dct42Ip0ab8/s320/Oli+in+the+hospital.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238237071380067074" 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/7544011566416953166-6530810853371998015?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6530810853371998015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6530810853371998015' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6530810853371998015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6530810853371998015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/hot-baby.html' title='Hot Baby...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SLH03PDkMwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Dct42Ip0ab8/s72-c/Oli+in+the+hospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-2810333590222128684</id><published>2008-08-22T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:23:22.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Montana... (Part Four)</title><content type='html'>The Carousel. Ice cream and fun for everyone. My Mom &amp;amp; Dad, and my sister and her bf &amp;amp; daughter all came with us for some circular fun! *wink&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I need to say too much, the pictures speak for themselves....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn9ssKsx5I/AAAAAAAAATc/UaIZXWGgfaI/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn9ssKsx5I/AAAAAAAAATc/UaIZXWGgfaI/s200/IMG_0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235994986007021458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn9sMSI0EI/AAAAAAAAATU/3BnLgCRf_TQ/s1600-h/IMG_0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn9sMSI0EI/AAAAAAAAATU/3BnLgCRf_TQ/s200/IMG_0680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235994977448284226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn8hDAHZSI/AAAAAAAAATI/r7lApgmfS60/s1600-h/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn8hDAHZSI/AAAAAAAAATI/r7lApgmfS60/s200/IMG_0679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235993686466585890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn9tF460UI/AAAAAAAAATk/8gTfkDm8LV0/s1600-h/DSCN2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn9tF460UI/AAAAAAAAATk/8gTfkDm8LV0/s200/DSCN2139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235994992911765826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is was also the first time the twins got to try sorbet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn-KMNLnII/AAAAAAAAAT0/QsjiDqH95hE/s1600-h/DSCN2119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn-KMNLnII/AAAAAAAAAT0/QsjiDqH95hE/s200/DSCN2119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235995492823571586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn-Jq3Ko_I/AAAAAAAAATs/5ZMd_cLB--8/s1600-h/DSCN2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn-Jq3Ko_I/AAAAAAAAATs/5ZMd_cLB--8/s200/DSCN2118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235995483872863218" 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/7544011566416953166-2810333590222128684?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2810333590222128684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=2810333590222128684' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2810333590222128684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2810333590222128684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/montana-part-four.html' title='Montana... (Part Four)'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn9ssKsx5I/AAAAAAAAATc/UaIZXWGgfaI/s72-c/IMG_0671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1174498071215910668</id><published>2008-08-21T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:43:47.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Montana... (Part Three)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn0CQtmC-I/AAAAAAAAASA/sGMvEe54KX4/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn0CQtmC-I/AAAAAAAAASA/sGMvEe54KX4/s320/IMG_0696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235984361478032354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Bozeman (I know more driving..Are we crazy?!) to go to the Museum of the Rockies. They had an exhibit on costumes which Kata was ecstatic about seeing as he dresses up in costumes practically everyday! The Museum is also the home base for&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Horner_%28paleontologist%29"&gt; Jack Horner &lt;/a&gt;and his Dinosaurs. (Another favorite of Kata's) Chugo was stoked to get out of the heat and into the cool Planetarium to view solar changes by season. (I really wanted to go in as well but alas someone had to stay out with the wee ones and change diapers and get them napping in the stroller.. Sigh.. a mother's work is never done and neither are her sacrifices! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos from the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn0T5UReyI/AAAAAAAAASI/IrQqMpUE1S8/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn0T5UReyI/AAAAAAAAASI/IrQqMpUE1S8/s200/IMG_0703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235984664435456802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn0pJivnzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/WDJp3es8E7I/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn0pJivnzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/WDJp3es8E7I/s200/IMG_0706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235985029568372530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn1Q4O9ZRI/AAAAAAAAASg/rtLdWanV3fM/s1600-h/IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn1Q4O9ZRI/AAAAAAAAASg/rtLdWanV3fM/s200/IMG_0709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235985712116753682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn23aWuWVI/AAAAAAAAASw/GiTou4fOeWQ/s1600-h/KataBatman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn23aWuWVI/AAAAAAAAASw/GiTou4fOeWQ/s200/KataBatman.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235987473622784338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn23faGB4I/AAAAAAAAASo/9fnAFSfxngE/s1600-h/Battlestar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn23faGB4I/AAAAAAAAASo/9fnAFSfxngE/s200/Battlestar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235987474979096450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even have a living farm, which for those of you who don't know what that is its people who work for the museum that "live" in the house during the day and use all the amenities available to them at the time. The boys couldn't believe that people could actually live without video games. (Or that the kids had to do so many chores EVERDAY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn4hykOEaI/AAAAAAAAATA/lLHhq-JJbow/s1600-h/IMG_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn4hykOEaI/AAAAAAAAATA/lLHhq-JJbow/s200/IMG_0721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235989301187973538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn0-zEFD7I/AAAAAAAAASY/lUAjvjp16dM/s1600-h/IMG_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn0-zEFD7I/AAAAAAAAASY/lUAjvjp16dM/s200/IMG_0718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235985401491296178" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn4LVCEUAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HD_HPGlMUlA/s1600-h/pumpingwater.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn4LVCEUAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HD_HPGlMUlA/s200/pumpingwater.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235988915302977538" 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/7544011566416953166-1174498071215910668?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1174498071215910668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1174498071215910668' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1174498071215910668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1174498071215910668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/montana-part-three.html' title='Montana... (Part Three)'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKn0CQtmC-I/AAAAAAAAASA/sGMvEe54KX4/s72-c/IMG_0696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-472114884079991944</id><published>2008-08-20T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:32:12.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKw4yMCcFSI/AAAAAAAAAT8/j3FDlQqY1SE/s1600-h/DSCN2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKw4yMCcFSI/AAAAAAAAAT8/j3FDlQqY1SE/s400/DSCN2251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236622901601113378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nana Papa and ALL the grandsons! (well, the only grandsons- all my brood!)&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/7544011566416953166-472114884079991944?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/472114884079991944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=472114884079991944' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/472114884079991944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/472114884079991944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/wordless-wednesday_20.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKw4yMCcFSI/AAAAAAAAAT8/j3FDlQqY1SE/s72-c/DSCN2251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6811782833810897740</id><published>2008-08-19T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:30:16.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Montana... (Part Two)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnnyDNU5mI/AAAAAAAAAQg/iD0H-bMAIRg/s1600-h/DSCN2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnnyDNU5mI/AAAAAAAAAQg/iD0H-bMAIRg/s200/DSCN2042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235970888835589730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Fair. Oh... the fair! Its the big Rodeo and carnival combined. Granted our kids had no desire whatsoever to see the Rodeo, they were all about the rides! They kept chatting about which ones they would be able to ride and all the good carnival food they could eat and who was going to pay for what. (believe it or not they were divvying costs up themselves seeing as they had been saving money for months in preparation for our trip. They assumed the only reason we were going to MT was to go to the fair! *wink) I think they pretty much ruptured my ear drums when I explained that Mom and Dad had the costs covered and they could spend there money on other things!&lt;br /&gt;I missed the small town fairs, I didn't however, miss the carnies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnqrHye7zI/AAAAAAAAARI/4YS296RvAz4/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnqrHye7zI/AAAAAAAAARI/4YS296RvAz4/s200/IMG_0638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235974068340977458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnoBnk1xDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GKoOCYkTgpQ/s1600-h/DSCN2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnoBnk1xDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GKoOCYkTgpQ/s200/DSCN2061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235971156295926834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata &amp;amp; Chugo Jumping on the bungee cords! Both the older boys got a shot at it and had a blast- they even did front and back flips! (I almost had a heart attack watching!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even got both of them doing it on video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnpnQQtytI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/gDgjNvTW2es/s1600-h/DSCN2082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnpnQQtytI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/gDgjNvTW2es/s200/DSCN2082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235972902384159442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of me waiting on line for the Tilt O Whirl with my best friends son, my sister's bf's daughter and Kata. We had a whirl of a good time! *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnqXZJVbcI/AAAAAAAAARA/zDRl_phXzbs/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnqXZJVbcI/AAAAAAAAARA/zDRl_phXzbs/s200/IMG_0617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235973729402842562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnrDyKvH1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/pjbnzF3Twew/s1600-h/IMG_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnrDyKvH1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/pjbnzF3Twew/s200/IMG_0647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235974492033851218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all had a wonderful time riding on the rides and the boys even got their traditional ride on the ferris wheel with Papa! We never even made it home until well after midnight!&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say this last photo speaks for itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnsc1g9ZXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/dD0Qbh-ZaLs/s1600-h/theaftermath.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnsc1g9ZXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/dD0Qbh-ZaLs/s200/theaftermath.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235976021940725106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*smile*&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/7544011566416953166-6811782833810897740?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6811782833810897740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6811782833810897740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6811782833810897740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6811782833810897740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/montana-part-two.html' title='Montana... (Part Two)'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnnyDNU5mI/AAAAAAAAAQg/iD0H-bMAIRg/s72-c/DSCN2042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-7989190943473587540</id><published>2008-08-18T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:15:22.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Montana... (Part One)</title><content type='html'>Well this post is a wee late but better late than never!&lt;br /&gt;We took a family vacation (Gasp! I know right?!) to visit my parents and sister in Montana. We knew that it was going to be a loooong drive with two little babies but we (well I mostly) decided it would be so worth it! The day before we left we picked up Chugo from Scout camp and on the way back home the twins screamed the entire time and I thought, there is NO possible way I am driving eleven hours listening to this! So the Hub and I came up with the brilliant idea of driving through the night. We gave ourselves a day to prep and left that very next night! The trip wasn't actually that bad at all! (well minus the squeezing our derrières into a small space (crack rather) in between the twins' car seats to soothe them back to sleep.) We were practically the only ones on the road and took our time. I recall coming over the Mountain pass into Montana while the sun was rising and being so glad we made the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to mark this occasion in a couple posts as we did so much while we were there! I had lived there for 13 years and had never really done the touristy things so I was going to for sure finally get that done! I made a list of things I wanted to do while I was there and believe it or not we actually accomplished the entire list!! YAY US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we just really took it easy seeing as the hub and I had been driving the entire night before. My younger sister came over and we just chatted about what we all wanted to do and caught up on all the gossip! (I know.. me gossip right?! teehee) It was so wonderful to be there with her again! I miss her and being apart from my siblings during/after the year I had with the twins and the p&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnlpLWauMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gCEXVJ0Nihg/s1600-h/IMG_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnlpLWauMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gCEXVJ0Nihg/s200/IMG_0573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235968537379125442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;regnancy was hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moose and Bus had a fantastic time exploring Nana and Papa's house and left no nook or cranny unexplored!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnmMPvo6dI/AAAAAAAAAQY/uQDhGcTwXh0/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnmMPvo6dI/AAAAAAAAAQY/uQDhGcTwXh0/s200/IMG_0653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235969139854076370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnl72MKUsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/e12-RLyGQO0/s1600-h/IMG_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnl72MKUsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/e12-RLyGQO0/s200/IMG_0601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235968858116477634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(.....To be Continued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-7989190943473587540?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7989190943473587540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=7989190943473587540' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7989190943473587540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7989190943473587540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/montana-part-one.html' title='Montana... (Part One)'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKnlpLWauMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gCEXVJ0Nihg/s72-c/IMG_0573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8208657156536083286</id><published>2008-08-15T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:54:52.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama, Dada, PoopPoop Shawawa!</title><content type='html'>Its music to my ears! The twins are talking up a storm.. They started with BABA, (which we call the older boys Bubba- as in Brother.. Kata couldn't say brother it came out bubba and well, it sorta stuck) so Chugo seems to believe that the boys' first word was Brother. (its too cute that I might just continue to let him believe it.)&lt;br /&gt;Then came Dada. And now, drum roll please...MAMA!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I always wait for it to pop out and while there are some occasions where I actually think they mean it towards me, I know that it is usually just babble and working out the sounds. (But like I said when they cry or want to be picked up there is a distinct Mom yell.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus started it first but we also now say Nananana- which I would love to tell my Mother means Nana for her, but I am pretty sure that it means No. When we tell the boys No we say it sing song as nononono. I have caught both babies telling each other nanananana and I think the translation would be correct in saying, "Whoa, wait a minute. If you do that you are soooo going to get in trouble so you better cut it out now or I am telling Mom!" NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still boggles my mind just how much they have grown and changed in a just a couple months time! *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-8208657156536083286?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8208657156536083286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8208657156536083286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8208657156536083286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8208657156536083286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/mama-dada-pooppoop-shawawa.html' title='Mama, Dada, PoopPoop Shawawa!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6223425447918343938</id><published>2008-08-13T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T10:37:43.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKMbWziArTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VITDzmiu5Kc/s1600-h/IMG_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKMbWziArTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VITDzmiu5Kc/s320/IMG_0562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234057270538579250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Lego Maniacs!&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/7544011566416953166-6223425447918343938?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6223425447918343938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6223425447918343938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6223425447918343938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6223425447918343938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/wordless-wednesday_13.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKMbWziArTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VITDzmiu5Kc/s72-c/IMG_0562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-3570979356396912056</id><published>2008-08-12T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:10:52.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs Of A Good Night..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKHtInKKetI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XCRBai98Vno/s1600-h/agoodnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKHtInKKetI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XCRBai98Vno/s320/agoodnight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233724974187576018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs of a good night... A Cold Beer (with Orange slices), A berry Margarita, NACHOS!, a good movie and two baby bottles for two sleepy babies! We had a good time just relaxing as a family even though it was a wee bit hot in the house. Despite my fatigue (more like exhaustion!) I had fun. Then after the movie we watched some of the Olympics. Kata seems to think that he could do any sport at any time and just watching the sheer amazement on his face when the Mens Gymnastics came on was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;He turned to me in awe and said.. "I *want* to do that!" &lt;br /&gt;        *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love my boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-3570979356396912056?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3570979356396912056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=3570979356396912056' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3570979356396912056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3570979356396912056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/signs-of-good-night.html' title='Signs Of A Good Night..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SKHtInKKetI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XCRBai98Vno/s72-c/agoodnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8790445978233272493</id><published>2008-08-07T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:50:11.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...The seemingly endless battle of teething......</title><content type='html'>A late post as I drag my tired body to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word sums up today- TEETHING.&lt;br /&gt;Yes Folks we are teething again. The fevers, the exploding poo diapers and the cranky poor babies who are just beside themselves upset. I feel for them I really do and I thank God that we only teeth once in our lives! (well it takes years but it really truly is only once.)&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I even bother thinking of sleeping as I know it will be another night filled with tears and writhing in pain. (on both our parts I am sure!)&lt;br /&gt;Any Mom with children feels my pain- but a Mom of Twins cringes at the thought of feeling my pain. *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... until tomorrow...SIGH... I'm off to battle the night and like the trooper I am I know when dawn arrives I'll have survived this teething yet one more day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-8790445978233272493?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8790445978233272493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8790445978233272493' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8790445978233272493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8790445978233272493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/seemingly-endless-battle-of-teething.html' title='...The seemingly endless battle of teething......'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-2447672828988279467</id><published>2008-08-06T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T08:10:07.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SJm-hwKlAeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/v4cHeHHlfOQ/s1600-h/Boyscrawling.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SJm-hwKlAeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/v4cHeHHlfOQ/s400/Boyscrawling.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231421929241772514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here comes Lightening &amp;amp; Thunder!&lt;br /&gt;(We now crawl at warp speeds!)&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/7544011566416953166-2447672828988279467?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2447672828988279467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=2447672828988279467' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2447672828988279467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2447672828988279467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SJm-hwKlAeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/v4cHeHHlfOQ/s72-c/Boyscrawling.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4237511688359577273</id><published>2008-08-05T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:28:21.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SJiZpWg_zpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/VKYGg_i8Uvs/s1600-h/340x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SJiZpWg_zpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/VKYGg_i8Uvs/s200/340x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231099902888496786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Hub surprised me with a new phone.. he is so dreamy SIGH&lt;br /&gt; My phone was on its last legs, the number 6 key kept getting stuck and almost popped out! I am glued to my cell 24/7 and now I can even browse the web..I'm connected everywhere! YAY ME! (Ok so enough bragging but I am so excited!) I am sure that one day I will end up some some form of brain cancer from all the bad things that cell phones emit but for now I am happy and stylin with my new phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a touch phone so the boys love it. I even downloaded super monkey ball and bejeweled and for some reason the older ones are more fascinated with my phone than they are with their fancy game systems. (Its a new toy I am sure the novelty will wear off soon.) You can also turn the phone sideways and text qwerty style which is like a regular keyboard (check me out using fancy nerd terms!) and it has one of the best cell phone cameras on the market! Did I already say Yay me? well... again... YAY ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. Did I mention how many times my oldest has asked for my old one? He thinks that for some reason I am going to give him my phone so he has a cell too.. he is 10 what gave him the idea I would ever give him a cell at 10? Besides he never goes anywhere and he would he even call? He never even uses the home phone. Guess that his friends have one and now he wants one too.. Not going to happen.---&gt;I'm a mean mom!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-4237511688359577273?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4237511688359577273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4237511688359577273' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4237511688359577273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4237511688359577273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/08/dare-me.html' title='Dare Me...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SJiZpWg_zpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/VKYGg_i8Uvs/s72-c/340x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6675577818138437983</id><published>2008-07-26T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T07:30:11.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of MANY firsts..</title><content type='html'>Well it happened. The first time we took the twins to Chuck E. Cheese. They did phenomenal! They loved the lights they wanted to be down in the action. Hitting the games and writhing is delight. &lt;br /&gt;Mind you this is not my idea of fun--&gt; everyone else's crazy arse kids running around all willy nilly and unattended- I seriously go bonkers! I practically go into cardiac arrest just watching parents sit there and chat and not even pay attention to where their kids are or even what they are doing- Not to mention who they are talking to! (can we say pedophile heaven?!) &lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS... I am getting away from the topic.. So the boys had a great time and we even got them to sit still for two seconds for this shot.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure we will be back there again. (just hopefully not any day soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SIyGG5sE9JI/AAAAAAAAAPg/9uOzjG4ocdI/s1600-h/chuckiecheeses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SIyGG5sE9JI/AAAAAAAAAPg/9uOzjG4ocdI/s320/chuckiecheeses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227700720593335442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6675577818138437983?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6675577818138437983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6675577818138437983' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6675577818138437983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6675577818138437983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-of-many-firsts.html' title='One of MANY firsts..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SIyGG5sE9JI/AAAAAAAAAPg/9uOzjG4ocdI/s72-c/chuckiecheeses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-741651320853687809</id><published>2008-07-24T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T09:06:19.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-On a Thursday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SIn5vmg7HSI/AAAAAAAAAPY/R83hki3h8yc/s1600-h/0218062148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SIn5vmg7HSI/AAAAAAAAAPY/R83hki3h8yc/s320/0218062148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226983438727978274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted belly shots too! (although his kept staying the same size and it was mine that was growing HUGE!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-741651320853687809?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/741651320853687809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=741651320853687809' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/741651320853687809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/741651320853687809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/wordless-wednesday-on-thursday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-On a Thursday!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SIn5vmg7HSI/AAAAAAAAAPY/R83hki3h8yc/s72-c/0218062148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1542403058213494252</id><published>2008-07-21T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:03:04.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Baby</title><content type='html'>BEFORE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SITcO8AqXAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/duHBmYu4ImU/s1600-h/twinadobarracade.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SITcO8AqXAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/duHBmYu4ImU/s320/twinadobarracade.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225543616841800706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SITcoEXwd4I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Jg0-0zbWPW8/s1600-h/TwinadoCage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SITcoEXwd4I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Jg0-0zbWPW8/s320/TwinadoCage.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225544048582883202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were these super gates not the best invention ever?! Don't get me wrong I don't normally "pen" up my kids, (or the Fighting Octagon as the Hub calls it) but in order to get some things done during the day they do spend some time chilling out together! I'm thinking of even taking it out in the backyard and testing it out there too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-1542403058213494252?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1542403058213494252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1542403058213494252' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1542403058213494252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1542403058213494252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/fort-baby.html' title='Fort Baby'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SITcO8AqXAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/duHBmYu4ImU/s72-c/twinadobarracade.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6533384018951932063</id><published>2008-07-17T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T10:17:18.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...1930's wife score</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="300px" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="border: 1px #000000 solid; color: #000000;background-color: #ffffff;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/wife.jpg" width="72"height="72"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="+3"&gt;86&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a 1930s wife, I am&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;Very Superior&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/"&gt;Take the test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thisblogbroughttoyouby.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arizona&lt;/a&gt; was kind enough to find this great quiz! Of course curiosity got the best of me and I just had to see what I was grade wise. Much to my surprise I scored pretty high! (And I even wrote down that I cook in my pj's, use vulgar language and correct my husband all the time!) But like &lt;a href="http://childress7.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt; said having tons of kids helped up the score a bit! *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom seems to think that the True test of wifedom would have been a 1950's wife. So  perhaps someone can find a quiz for that year! (I sure couldn't.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outcome of this quiz just might give me the cheery boost I need to get the rest of the housework done today.. ALL done today *smile&lt;br /&gt;(or maybe not.. maybe It will remind me that I already kick @$$ and can sit on the couch and watch that movie I rented that NEEDS to go back today before the late rental brigade come and breakdown my door!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6533384018951932063?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6533384018951932063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6533384018951932063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6533384018951932063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6533384018951932063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/1930s-wife-score.html' title='...1930&apos;s wife score'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-2936568029441487846</id><published>2008-07-16T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:13:13.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SH4sC4P1FHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/eOHCOqVX4TI/s1600-h/sleepyfin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SH4sC4P1FHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/eOHCOqVX4TI/s320/sleepyfin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223661045766493298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SH4sDC90VyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/N-3QudWhpJU/s1600-h/sleepyfin2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SH4sDC90VyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/N-3QudWhpJU/s320/sleepyfin2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223661048643737378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-2936568029441487846?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2936568029441487846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=2936568029441487846' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2936568029441487846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2936568029441487846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/wordless-wednesday_16.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SH4sC4P1FHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/eOHCOqVX4TI/s72-c/sleepyfin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8816059694244594675</id><published>2008-07-14T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T07:29:04.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown 'til Kid Time!</title><content type='html'>I miss my son. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is camp day 3 today and I am already anticipating Friday when we get to go pick him up! We were given an itinerary of daily activities so all hours of the day I'm thinking... I wonder what he is up to now? Then I run over to the sheet and see. Archery, BB guns, beach parties and campsite campfires.. I am sure he is loving every minute of and not even having time to miss me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think it would be a good thing to have one less kid at home making a mess for a couple days... but its opposite.. I LOVE having my kids home. (I say this ONCE and only once... but I miss his messes! *wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, Its cleaning house and trying to keep the inside temperature under 83 degrees! I don't mind warm days.. but HOT days BLERG! &lt;br /&gt;When you're cold you can always add on more clothes- when you're hot, well lets just say there is only so much you can take off before you become indecent! &lt;br /&gt;*Big Cheesy Smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-8816059694244594675?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8816059694244594675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8816059694244594675' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8816059694244594675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8816059694244594675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/countdown-til-kid-time.html' title='Countdown &apos;til Kid Time!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8035465705268967372</id><published>2008-07-11T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T23:22:39.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You look like that one person.. You know who I mean... Right?!</title><content type='html'>It has been said many times, always when I meet new people.. and I smile and say, "well thank you, but I really don't see it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had those experiences where you always seem to remind someone of that one person who was on that one show?&lt;br /&gt;I have many many many times. So I bet your wondering who people say I look like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg33TtVm5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wgPiPNYHnqo/s1600-h/news_minniedriver5_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg33TtVm5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wgPiPNYHnqo/s200/news_minniedriver5_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221985191258856338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minnie Driver (I get this one ALL the time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg33U1ppEI/AAAAAAAAAOY/cdSvm9Lq43k/s1600-h/mollyshannon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg33U1ppEI/AAAAAAAAAOY/cdSvm9Lq43k/s200/mollyshannon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221985191562159170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly Shannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg33vOE_LI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yys-a9q_-a4/s1600-h/katyperry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg33vOE_LI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yys-a9q_-a4/s200/katyperry1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221985198643936434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg33uqw87I/AAAAAAAAAOo/NrZCYt2XhAs/s1600-h/Lauren%2BGraham%2BHas%2BA%2BFlash%2BOf%2BGenius-media-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg33uqw87I/AAAAAAAAAOo/NrZCYt2XhAs/s200/Lauren%2BGraham%2BHas%2BA%2BFlash%2BOf%2BGenius-media-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221985198495822770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren Graham&lt;br /&gt;Laughable right?!... Oh wait, You said you have forgotten what I look like.. Well here is a reminder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg4at8yqfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/djA0zglWVfU/s1600-h/myhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg4at8yqfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/djA0zglWVfU/s200/myhead.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221985799598418418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you tell me... Who do you think I look like? And when your done guessing I think you should all post who you've been told You resemble! (Now there's a challenge If I've ever seen one! *wink)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-8035465705268967372?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8035465705268967372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8035465705268967372' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8035465705268967372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8035465705268967372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-look-like-that-one-person-you-know.html' title='You look like that one person.. You know who I mean... Right?!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHg33TtVm5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wgPiPNYHnqo/s72-c/news_minniedriver5_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-9094984767950566900</id><published>2008-07-11T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T21:31:45.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things..</title><content type='html'>Ten things I can't live without tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got this from &lt;a href="http://our-munchkins.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;, whom I think is fabulous, and I am also going to steal her idea of making this a fun and frivolous list seeing as we all know how much the kids, Hub and God mean in our lives! &lt;br /&gt;So.. Here is to my Top Tasty-Fun Ten!&lt;br /&gt;(In no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Mani's &amp; Pedi's (why do one without the other? HELLO!)&lt;br /&gt;2- Lemon Drop Martinis (With of course Fabulous girlfriends to drink them with!)&lt;br /&gt;3- Ipod&lt;br /&gt;4- Victoria's Secret Lingerie (who says we Moms can't bring Sexy back?)&lt;br /&gt;5- Car Navigation System (I seriously get lost in my own town!)&lt;br /&gt;6- Laptop (DUH!)&lt;br /&gt;7- Lady Godiva Chocolate Truffles ~Oh La La MMMMM!&lt;br /&gt;8- PI Cologne (its my signature scent)&lt;br /&gt;9- High Heels (I have missed them! ...One day I will own Jimmy Choos! *wink)&lt;br /&gt;10- Venti Carmel Latte from Starbucks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...looking at this list perhaps that is why God blessed me with all sons, He knew I was girly enough for the whole family! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bats Eye Lashes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-9094984767950566900?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/9094984767950566900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=9094984767950566900' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/9094984767950566900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/9094984767950566900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/10-things.html' title='10 Things..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4919458973669099445</id><published>2008-07-10T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:31:03.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Ho Hi Ho.. Its Off to Camp He Goes!</title><content type='html'>CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;Chugo will be embarking on a new adventure this weekend! He will be attending Scout Camp for 5 days. FIVE days! This will be the longest I have ever been without my amazing first born! I am so excited for him to go, as I recall going to camp when I was younger. It was such a getaway, from family and friends...to be able to make new friends and experience new things! &lt;br /&gt;*sigh*.... those were the days! &lt;br /&gt;*wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, its pack pack pack and worry worry worry! Will we never cease to worry about our kids? &lt;br /&gt;What if this happens, what if that happens? I always just tell myself that if I assume every (and I mean EVERY) possible scenario then it won't ever happen.. because I will be prepared right?! Its like that saying expect the worse and be surprised with the best. (ok so maybe that isn't really a saying, but I say it, so that actually makes it a saying then.. right?! *Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sending him off with a disposable camera so if any shots come out (you know kids) I will scan them in and post them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I already mention that I was excited for him? &lt;br /&gt;*Big Cheesy Grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-4919458973669099445?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4919458973669099445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4919458973669099445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4919458973669099445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4919458973669099445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi-ho-hi-ho-its-off-to-camp-he-goes.html' title='Hi Ho Hi Ho.. Its Off to Camp He Goes!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-5662085663552841103</id><published>2008-07-09T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:24:10.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHZhvfjmwAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Tg5L0DetDhE/s1600-h/ToocoolFin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHZhvfjmwAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Tg5L0DetDhE/s320/ToocoolFin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221468286535254018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-5662085663552841103?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5662085663552841103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=5662085663552841103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5662085663552841103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5662085663552841103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/wordless-wednesday_09.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SHZhvfjmwAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Tg5L0DetDhE/s72-c/ToocoolFin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6569248896577623056</id><published>2008-07-08T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:18:50.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLERG!</title><content type='html'>Did you ever get the feeling that no matter what you do effects your day to day transactions? Like for instance your snide comment about something/someone all of the sudden came back at you in another form? &lt;br /&gt;I am terrified of this. &lt;br /&gt;I am a good person. (I think I am.) &lt;br /&gt;Yeah some days I get frustrated and perhaps voice concerns a wee bit more than I should, but who doesn't? Does that make me a bad person? &lt;br /&gt;I am sickly optimistic because I think that looking to the bright side will help remind me of all the good things in life rather than focusing on the negative moments... And I have so many wonderful things in my life. So why does it seem that sh*t always comes my way? Is it because I have learned how to deal with the stress? (HELLO... MOMO pregnancy last year as an example.) Because I really haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't I look up to the sky and yell.. "OK.. I have had enough now, maybe you could send some stress another way?" &lt;--Well obviously not, because we all know that the Man upstairs makes the decisions, and I am ok with that. (Maybe it doesn't sound like I am right at this moment.. But I am.) I KNOW there is a reason that everything happens in life. Perhaps I won't see the reasoning now or maybe I never will (which urkes me that much more).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just stuck at the moment. Stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is my fault? Maybe its not good enough to just BE a good person. Maybe there is more to the task of Being good? Who can say?! This is my rant for the night. I will get over it. I always do. Life throws us curve balls and we just have to readjust our stance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Only during hard times do people come to understand how difficult it is to be master of their feelings and thoughts.   - Anton Pavlovich Chekhov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6569248896577623056?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6569248896577623056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6569248896577623056' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6569248896577623056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6569248896577623056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/blerg.html' title='BLERG!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-5475577249359840941</id><published>2008-07-03T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T07:55:56.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9..count them 9 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SG45qUgO0SI/AAAAAAAAANw/i1BE2VpVK0M/s1600-h/9mosoldtoday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SG45qUgO0SI/AAAAAAAAANw/i1BE2VpVK0M/s200/9mosoldtoday.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219172417390170402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SG45qjnLIPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GmAUXoKHvUI/s1600-h/9mosoldtoday1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SG45qjnLIPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GmAUXoKHvUI/s200/9mosoldtoday1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219172421445820658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SG45qvUsyHI/AAAAAAAAAOA/LSUhtV6vcqQ/s1600-h/9mosoldtoday2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SG45qvUsyHI/AAAAAAAAAOA/LSUhtV6vcqQ/s200/9mosoldtoday2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219172424589559922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe that my wee lads have reached the nine month mark! (and we are just finally outgrowing the 6 mos old clothes! *wink) We had a good time playing today and laughing lots...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-5475577249359840941?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5475577249359840941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=5475577249359840941' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5475577249359840941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5475577249359840941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/9count-them-9-months-old.html' title='9..count them 9 months old!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SG45qUgO0SI/AAAAAAAAANw/i1BE2VpVK0M/s72-c/9mosoldtoday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8434192502001949940</id><published>2008-07-03T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:15:53.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Life Hands you a .... bagel?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things get turned upside down. Ever get that feeling that you are dangling by your ankles- and you watch as your pocket change falls from your pockets, and no matter how you struggle you just can't seem to get free- and then... the blood starts rushes to your head and the throbbing begins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My analogy isn't to say that my life is bad right now- its actually awesome. I have a fantastic Husband and four of the most wonderfully adorable sons ever! Its the housework, the yard work and my lack of sleep. no matter how I struggle to keep up I just can't seem to get enough sleep, get the house clean enough and my yard- well the grass is brown. :(  (thanks a lot in part to 102 degree temps!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past three days I have been working on getting the twins sleeping in their own cribs. (I almost have my bed back and its terrific!) They stay in their cribs all night- we are just working on the sleeping part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this:&lt;br /&gt;I am on an exercise ball with an arm in one crib shhhhing baby to sleep then i roll on the ball over to the other crib with an arm in shhhhing that baby to sleep- FOR AN HOUR! (Seriously with this kinda action why aren't all twins Moms a size 2?)&lt;br /&gt;BUT it could be worse. It could always be worse right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say my housework hasn't gotten done and I feel like a tornado has hit the house- or maybe a hurricane..an earthquake?! &lt;---Well some monstrous disaster anyways!&lt;br /&gt;In the grand scheme of things this is but a mere speed bump. &lt;br /&gt;And with that... I digress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-8434192502001949940?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8434192502001949940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8434192502001949940' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8434192502001949940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8434192502001949940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-life-hands-you-bagel.html' title='When Life Hands you a .... bagel?'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4428707746149975168</id><published>2008-07-02T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:03:46.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGvCxdeTtuI/AAAAAAAAANg/HnS56xIyLew/s1600-h/Oli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGvCxdeTtuI/AAAAAAAAANg/HnS56xIyLew/s320/Oli.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218478748219979490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGvCxtKRijI/AAAAAAAAANo/whMVry0ZyZI/s1600-h/Fin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGvCxtKRijI/AAAAAAAAANo/whMVry0ZyZI/s320/Fin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218478752430918194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-4428707746149975168?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4428707746149975168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4428707746149975168' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4428707746149975168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4428707746149975168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGvCxdeTtuI/AAAAAAAAANg/HnS56xIyLew/s72-c/Oli.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-5303663440246201732</id><published>2008-06-30T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:13:20.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the past, the present and the pack rat.</title><content type='html'>I was checking email tonight (I know its late and I should REALLY be in bed but...) and I glanced down to see that I had 1492 emails in my Inbox.  &lt;br /&gt;Yes, you read that right &lt;br /&gt;One thousand Four Hundred and Ninety Two emails just sitting in my Inbox. &lt;br /&gt;Do you think its time to finally delete them? They must go back years... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Its sorta like cleaning out the garage or an attic but with less hard labor. (although my fingers might have a little something to say about that.) &lt;br /&gt;What if I need to refer back to something one day? Or forget my password on some strange website that I signed up for years ago? Or photos of my niece that I have yet to save to my hard drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;Here's to pack ratting even on the computer! (Will it ever end?!) CHEERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-5303663440246201732?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5303663440246201732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=5303663440246201732' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5303663440246201732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5303663440246201732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-present-and-pack-rat.html' title='the past, the present and the pack rat.'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4617493975638411491</id><published>2008-06-26T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:20:53.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Mary Quite Contrary...</title><content type='html'>....And this is how my garden grows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQw537FVxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/O-xQHwJrLkA/s1600-h/flowers5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQw537FVxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/O-xQHwJrLkA/s200/flowers5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216348039224317714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQw5_kM1JI/AAAAAAAAANA/MYYa11eCTeo/s1600-h/flowers6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQw5_kM1JI/AAAAAAAAANA/MYYa11eCTeo/s200/flowers6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216348041275823250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQwv6riuFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/hGIrFNOkDRk/s1600-h/flowers7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQwv6riuFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/hGIrFNOkDRk/s200/flowers7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216347868165748818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQwwYTPPPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/oSHRieimiaU/s1600-h/flowers1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQwwYTPPPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/oSHRieimiaU/s200/flowers1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216347876116872434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQwwvyCREI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oyoAqVhf1LI/s1600-h/flowers2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQwwvyCREI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oyoAqVhf1LI/s200/flowers2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216347882420061250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQww7-LNQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-dI8qcFlL6U/s1600-h/flowers3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQww7-LNQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-dI8qcFlL6U/s200/flowers3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216347885692204290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQwxDQDLlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9AFHnrhlkHY/s1600-h/flowers4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQwxDQDLlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9AFHnrhlkHY/s200/flowers4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216347887646223954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueberries are going to be fantastically abundant later this summer and Raspberries are ripening, and strawberries....oh the sweet strawberries! I'm blessed with berries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQxDLCZ3MI/AAAAAAAAANI/5Wv20uduY3Q/s1600-h/blueberries.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQxDLCZ3MI/AAAAAAAAANI/5Wv20uduY3Q/s200/blueberries.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216348198974119106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQxDe2OHwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/aO_5hW1sfQw/s1600-h/raspberries.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQxDe2OHwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/aO_5hW1sfQw/s200/raspberries.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216348204291727106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQxDvqJ5YI/AAAAAAAAANY/fkO482b5jnk/s1600-h/strawberries.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQxDvqJ5YI/AAAAAAAAANY/fkO482b5jnk/s200/strawberries.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216348208804521346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-4617493975638411491?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4617493975638411491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4617493975638411491' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4617493975638411491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4617493975638411491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/mary-mary-quite-contrary.html' title='Mary Mary Quite Contrary...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGQw537FVxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/O-xQHwJrLkA/s72-c/flowers5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-951170748300119317</id><published>2008-06-25T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T12:53:14.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGKhnFS9ZkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/B3ygXSrHzuw/s1600-h/DigginwithAttitude.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGKhnFS9ZkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/B3ygXSrHzuw/s400/DigginwithAttitude.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215909011257124418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Hawk, 'tude, and Dirt... Such a Boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-951170748300119317?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/951170748300119317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=951170748300119317' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/951170748300119317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/951170748300119317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/wordless-wednesday_25.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SGKhnFS9ZkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/B3ygXSrHzuw/s72-c/DigginwithAttitude.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-7953214505956932492</id><published>2008-06-23T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:13:35.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeth..</title><content type='html'>I could sum this post up in one word (seriously): Teething.&lt;br /&gt;Its not a fabulous jump up and down word. It doesn't make you smile, its just a word.&lt;br /&gt;But to Mom's its more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teething:  eruption of the deciduous teeth, esp. the phenomena associated with their eruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just that... a phenomena. Its an eruption. Not just of teeth but of emotions,Screaming and inconsolable pains. Thank goodness for Tylenol and Baby Oragel! (And those teething tablets- I'm not sure if they work or if it is just the idea that I am giving them these melting pills that are suppose to work. Is it possible that I could be giving them something that is working as a placebo for me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus's First tooth has broken through! YAY&lt;br /&gt;Moose has one on the way- but not there just yet.&lt;br /&gt;They both had the exact same tooth coming in. Funny how they are identical twins and the same tooth comes in at the same time. What are the odds of that? (or maybe that is the norm for twins but hey I'm new to this twindom still.)&lt;br /&gt;They haven't been as bad as I am letting on- compared to the older two these teething babies are angels! But teething is teething no matter how you spin it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-7953214505956932492?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7953214505956932492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=7953214505956932492' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7953214505956932492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7953214505956932492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/teeth.html' title='Teeth..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1086665776573333628</id><published>2008-06-19T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T10:04:23.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that start with "I..."</title><content type='html'>I saw this over at &lt;a href="http://4littlemen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brittany's&lt;/a&gt; blog and thought I would give it a shot myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am…Just me. Mom,Wife, Daughter, Sister and Great Friend. (well I think I am!)&lt;br /&gt;I want…to get everything done on a days to do list for once!&lt;br /&gt;I wish... I could see my family and friends more often!&lt;br /&gt;I hate strongly dislike…-Not a big fan of hate.. so I strongly dislike close minded people and liars.&lt;br /&gt;I miss…My pre-pregnancy wardrobe. (One day I will fit back into it!)&lt;br /&gt;I fear… the unknown and change.&lt;br /&gt;I feel…amazing when I see my family and what I've created!&lt;br /&gt;I hear…Moose and Bus chatting to each other and the hum of the fish tank.&lt;br /&gt;I smell…Chai Tea (waiting for me to drink it before it gets cold!)&lt;br /&gt;I crave…some alone time to craft. (which lately I get none of!)&lt;br /&gt;I search…for the good in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder…what I will be when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I regret…I try not to regret... but I do regret not always being appreciative of the things I have.&lt;br /&gt;I love…God, My Sons and Husband, Nature and blooming flowers! (and a clean house.. seriously this list could go on and on!)&lt;br /&gt;I care…about my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;I ache…everywhere. even places I didn't know I could ache.&lt;br /&gt;I always...Find the Positive (no matter the situation)&lt;br /&gt;I believe…everything happens for a reason-Even if we may not see it at first.&lt;br /&gt;I dance…silly with Chugo and Kata; to rock Moose and Bus to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I sing...All the time and make up songs to fit my mood!&lt;br /&gt;I cry…when I think back about the journey I've been on so far. (happy tears)&lt;br /&gt;I don’t always... have my priorities in order (I agree with Brittany on this one!)&lt;br /&gt;I fight…myself daily.&lt;br /&gt;I write…this blog and in my journals&lt;br /&gt;I never…go to bed angry.&lt;br /&gt;I listen…to my sons, my intuition and for God.&lt;br /&gt;I need…hugs from all my babies everyday!&lt;br /&gt;I am happy... I'm ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-1086665776573333628?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1086665776573333628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1086665776573333628' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1086665776573333628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1086665776573333628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-that-start-with-i.html' title='Things that start with &quot;I...&quot;'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-3219863977322404926</id><published>2008-06-13T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:35:32.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime and finally starting to feel like it!</title><content type='html'>Today is the first official full day of Summer break for my kiddos! (And already Kata was in at the crack of dawn asking me what he could do!) I had all this fun stuff planned for summer but now that the gas prices have hit a whooping $4.12 a gallon, we may stay a wee bit closer to home. So now I have to get my creativity in gear.. which is proving hard seeing as I still can't hear out of my ear! Its ringing in there but apparently no one is home! (HAHA... good thing I still have my sense of humor about me eh?!)&lt;br /&gt;The Hub's Mom is up for a visit from AZ which has been fun so far! (She is staying two weeks, but not the whole time with us as the Hub's brothers are like 20 mins away and the older of the two is expecting their first child which is super exciting!!) So anyways... where was I? Oh yeah, summertime. I got the garden planted, strawberries are already plumping up and getting ready to pick and the raspberry bushes are starting to turn too! I am excited! I have been working on the front yard when I can (which is not very often at all!) But I finally got some mulch down so it didn't look like I was just playing in the dirt. My favorite Gardner will be here next week for a visit (Yep MY brother!) so I can't wait. I bought a grapevine and we is going to work his MacGyver skills and help me make a Trellis for the vines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Twins are phenomenal! Growing sooo big and now crawling everywhere! They are so fast! They've always had their personalities but now they are really starting to shine. (not to mention make it known if they like or dislike something!) We bit the bullet and started them on cereal after we had our in home visit with both the nurse and EI. They both felt that the twins were ready and boy were they! They have taken off eating. They are not super big fans of the rice cereal but tolerate it. We've tried bananas, apple sauce, peaches and sweet potatoes (not all at once hello what do you take me for! Wink... this has been over weeks.) and the sweet potatoes are by far the favorite. I love this new phase that they are in but it reminds me just how fast they are growing up! Before I know it they will be one and then after that- talking back! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SFKtNA2v0eI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-mYLXNDSF6c/s1600-h/FinsFirstTaste060208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SFKtNA2v0eI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-mYLXNDSF6c/s320/FinsFirstTaste060208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211418157900616162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mooses First Taste!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SFKtazv86KI/AAAAAAAAAKo/734InV4EtL8/s1600-h/OliFirstTaste060208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SFKtazv86KI/AAAAAAAAAKo/734InV4EtL8/s320/OliFirstTaste060208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211418394900621474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bus' First Taste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kata just finished up with T-ball and is looking forward to scouts. (He just got placed in his den) And Chugo has been going gung ho with his scouts. I have met some really great Moms and a lot of them have sons the same ages as all my boys so can you say Play Dates? YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;I've missed having a social life! But then again with four kids, two of which are under a year, yeah.. you know what I mean when I say we don't get out much. By evening time I am exhausted and the only thing I am thinking is "Oh Dear Lord, please let these boys fall asleep early so I can too!" I'll keep you all posted when I can. Its been awhile but once the antibiotics are over and I'm hopefully back on my feet again- I'll be back daily! Until then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-3219863977322404926?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3219863977322404926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=3219863977322404926' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3219863977322404926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3219863977322404926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/summertime-and-finally-starting-to-feel.html' title='Summertime and finally starting to feel like it!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SFKtNA2v0eI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-mYLXNDSF6c/s72-c/FinsFirstTaste060208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-812796335203409994</id><published>2008-06-12T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:33:33.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies Babies EVERYWHERE!</title><content type='html'>Tis the season to be pregnant! (no not me... HELLO are you crazy?!)&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor for the ear infection and my doctor informed me that she was expecting a boy in Septemebr! I am soooo stoked for her she is awesome and will make a great Mom. Then I got to thinking about how many people I know who are expecting right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady down the street- August- A girl&lt;br /&gt;My older sister-September-unknown&lt;br /&gt;The nurse at the Docs office-September- A boy&lt;br /&gt;My Doctor-September- A boy&lt;br /&gt;My SIL-November-unkown&lt;br /&gt;My Best friend growing up-December-unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the unkowns are because they are not far enough along to find out, well all except my sister who has now had three ultrasounds and that baby is just hiding its parts! I am praying for a boy though!)&lt;br /&gt;Kinda makes you wonder if you might be able to fill in the blanks with the unknowns... like girl-girl-boy-boy-girl-girl.. or maybe it might be girl-boy-boy-boy-boy-girl or .... who knows! So many combos! (but only two choices to choose from haha... boy or girl!)&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you posted when I find out what the others are, so if anyone wants to make their own predictions as to what the gender-birth order may be that would be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-812796335203409994?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/812796335203409994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=812796335203409994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/812796335203409994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/812796335203409994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/babies-babies-everywhere.html' title='Babies Babies EVERYWHERE!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-669543701235665597</id><published>2008-06-07T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:36:42.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comma Comma Comma Chameleon... (pun intended)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Thank goodness its the weekend. I'm stuck at home (by choice mind you!) with a horrible ear infection and cough. (btw -when do adults get ear infections, well apparently other than me and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://childress7.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;?!) I'm sure there is stuff to blog about- tons actually, but seeing as I am hearing things doubled in my head (like an echo) and like I;m submerged underwater I think I will just post the results from this quiz that I took. (Found it over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.angiescircus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;'s blog if anyone else wants to take it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You Are a Comma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatpunctuationmarkareyouquiz/comma.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You are open minded and extremely optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You enjoy almost all facets of life. You can find the good in almost anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You keep yourself busy with tons of friends, activities, and interests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You find it hard to turn down an opportunity, even if you are pressed for time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your friends find you fascinating, charming, and easy to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(But with so many competing interests, you friends do feel like you hardly have time for them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You excel in: Inspiring people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You get along best with: The Question Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Funny things is that I am sickly optomistic most of the time! (except now that I am sick and almost wish someone would cut my head off so I could get all my house work done. But then again- who cares if it looks like a tornado hit- I have 4 boys in my house! The Mom in law will be here next week so I still have 5 more days to clean house! &lt;--Guess thats optimism after all?!) I have so many posts to catch up on- so be prepared next week when I am feeling better! Might just post one big ass post with it all in one- its for posterity reasons you know! I can't hardly remember what I did yesterday so I better blog about it all so a year from now I can reread it and go, omg I did do that didn't I? *Wink Hope you all have a FABULOUS weekend! Mine will be filled with movies and popsicles... mmmm.. Its almost like being a kid again, well, except for the 4 kids still depending on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;me that is&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-669543701235665597?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/669543701235665597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=669543701235665597' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/669543701235665597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/669543701235665597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/comma-comma-comma-chameleon-pun.html' title='Comma Comma Comma Chameleon... (pun intended)'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8782659698492665956</id><published>2008-06-04T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:39:05.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SEbvJkXQkwI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8NaWHQZomPU/s1600-h/0923071711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SEbvJkXQkwI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8NaWHQZomPU/s400/0923071711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208112966759650050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(I was sick and didn't sleep then either! *Wink)&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/7544011566416953166-8782659698492665956?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8782659698492665956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8782659698492665956' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8782659698492665956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8782659698492665956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SEbvJkXQkwI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8NaWHQZomPU/s72-c/0923071711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-9074638225429975025</id><published>2008-06-03T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:35:55.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLERG!</title><content type='html'>I have so much to blog about but alas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sniffle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Sick.&lt;br /&gt;I should leave the post at just that. (but you know me better than that!)&lt;br /&gt;It started with a headache, then a 103 temp. which finally broke and then I couldn't get my clothes off fast enough- sweat ugh! (although in regular day vernacular a woman who couldn't get her clothes off fast enough would be quite the draw of the males! But not so much when your sick.)&lt;br /&gt;It has now settled into my head. I suppose I could be happy that I wasn't hacking up a lung- but to me, my head is everything. I think with my head. My rationale has gone out the window. I find myself yelling because I can't even hear what I am saying- which in turn makes my family scream back and then we all get confused at why we are all screaming in the first place! I can barely swallow, thanks to the fabulous post nasal drip action going on. I did invest in a humidifier which, according to all, is the best thing ever when your sick. The humming machine, while as soothing as it sounded, didn't seem to do much for me- But that could also be due to the fact that it was the longest night ever! I finally fell asleep and then woke up feeling like I had been asleep for hours only to find that 10 mins had lapsed. Ridiculous. Granted if it was back in the days when I was twinless I would have guzzled down the Nyquil and slept like a wee bab- But for fear I wouldn't hear them get up and for some reason I am deathly afraid of SIDS so I check on them frequently anyways no drowsy medications for me. So... There it is. My cold. Drawn out like they always are. But I will stop venting for now because there are so many people out there that have it way worse than just a head cold that I almost feel embarrassed to be throwing myself a pity party. Until next time.... *ACHOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-9074638225429975025?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/9074638225429975025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=9074638225429975025' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/9074638225429975025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/9074638225429975025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/blerg.html' title='BLERG!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6828939562739701184</id><published>2008-05-30T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:07:01.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From The Couch Detective Herself...</title><content type='html'>Do you ever watch tv and get so enthralled in the action that you seriously think you could go into that line of work and totally kick ass? This happens to me often.&lt;br /&gt;My mind gets wrapped around the idea and before I know it I am the leading expert in whatever so called field of the week intrigues me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit (not easily) that I have been a wee bit addicted to tv as of late. Mostly because the twins have been extremely fussy with teething and having shots on top just makes for one happy ball of screaming babies.  Soothing comes in the form of rocking in our fabulously comfy rocker recliner and the droning sounds of the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which shows I bet your wondering.. well first let me give you some background.  I spent my college years (all three of them) working up lab reports towards a biology degree. One kid was doable and thought I could make it; with two, well I decided that my path into Pathology would not afford me as much time with my family as I would like. School went on Hiatus and well, is still there lurking somewhere in the shadows of my future.&lt;br /&gt;I thought then that I would get into the forensic sciences and be a crime scene investigator. (do you see where I am going with this?) Although I admit that there was always a huge part of me that thought it would be so fun to go to culinary school and be a chef! (however with much thought put into it I decided that it might take the fun out of cooking my nightly meals for my family if I have to cook all day long for other people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. to my shows. If it has a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; in the title I am watching it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Law and Order&lt;/span&gt;- I'm totally down. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Numbers&lt;/span&gt;, good crime solving using math.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. G&lt;/span&gt; medical examiner, oh yeah! When I just happen to catch it on I'll watch it but its not set up in DVR to record. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deadliest catch&lt;/span&gt;- you know I'm on board with those fellas!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nanny 911&lt;/span&gt;- hello! its so good to watch other peoples kids be holy terrors and then look at your own and think... not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;Now mind you this is just my DAY time tv when I have to sit in the hot seat with the twins. I'm not huge on tv.. believe it or not.. I would much rather be outside in the garden, or working on something crafty but seeing as I am locked into the chair for at least an hour at a time with these boys I might as well watch something that peaks my interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now where was I? (How easily I forget) Oh yes, the couch detective. I think it would be safe to say that I could be put onto any of the csi team's payrolls- I solve the crimes, oh yeah baby. How sweet would it be to drive fast with lights flashing; roll up to a crime scene, with authority flash a badge and be in charge of the investigation. For me, most likely not in this lifetime, but then I got to thinking how different really is a detective from being a Mom. The similarities will amaze you!&lt;br /&gt;In my deductions I found that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We both have taken an oath to be faithful, trustworthy and ethical while upholding the law. (to name a few)&lt;br /&gt;~We both patrol our jurisdiction. (ours maybe just a little smaller)&lt;br /&gt;~We fight to keep the peace (kids are always fighting!)&lt;br /&gt;~ We review the evidence of the crime scenes (rooms uncleaned, broken lamps/chairs/whatever), interview the witnesses and book the guilty parties (or ground them.)&lt;br /&gt;~We head up covert sting operations (use fast talk, go through backpacks, follow to make sure they are doing what they are told)&lt;br /&gt;~We love our coffee and donuts (cheap shot yeah, yeah I know)&lt;br /&gt;~We work all hours of the night and can be called to the scene at any time.&lt;br /&gt;~We have a network of connections  (eyes and ears everywhere not to mention our tattle-tail informants)&lt;br /&gt;~We both get paid crap (haha and some of us not at all! *wink)&lt;br /&gt;~We divulge details on a need to know basis&lt;br /&gt;~We are trained in self defense (after all how else do you get out of a pinch, hair pull, child clutching onto your leg for dear life)&lt;br /&gt;~We can jump into the minds of criminal (planning out how kids might escape from play yards,  where the best hiding place might be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad eh? Bet you never thought you would be qualified enough to join the force! Well, but then again, you are already on the Force, The Mom Squad! We maybe only Moms, but it seems to me a Mom has a lot in common with a Detective. (I'm sure we could think of any job and find at least a couple similar qualities that are shared.&lt;--Thats how much we rock!)&lt;br /&gt;So what if I'm only the couch detective and I'm not out there in the trenches of our dirty cities fighting crime. Knowing that I have the skills is good enough for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6828939562739701184?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6828939562739701184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6828939562739701184' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6828939562739701184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6828939562739701184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-couch-detective-herself.html' title='From The Couch Detective Herself...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-3007451582794061926</id><published>2008-05-28T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:48:15.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2L7GwPIWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_EKxQ1bE96I/s1600-h/0908071916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2L7GwPIWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_EKxQ1bE96I/s400/0908071916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205470591851635042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smoking Crack.&lt;br /&gt;(When I was inpatient, there were tons of sculptures around the hospital. This was one of the many..the cig was put there by someone other than the artist! *wink)&lt;br /&gt;(but not by me!)&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/7544011566416953166-3007451582794061926?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3007451582794061926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=3007451582794061926' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3007451582794061926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3007451582794061926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/wordless-wednesday_28.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2L7GwPIWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_EKxQ1bE96I/s72-c/0908071916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-5362643706486192752</id><published>2008-05-27T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:25:49.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Shot..2 Shots..3 Shots... More?!</title><content type='html'>The twins had their 6 mos check up today. (funny how they are almost 8 mos now- but hey I can't help it that the doctor is so busy I have to wait longer to get in!) The boys are doing fabulous! Getting so big! The staff in the office are so surprised at how the boys have really beefed up! *wink&lt;br /&gt;Moose is now 15.14lbs (almost 16 yay!)&lt;br /&gt;Bus is now 15.3lbs&lt;br /&gt;and both boys measure in at 26 inches long!&lt;br /&gt;I spoke with the doc to get her take on when to start rice cereal and all that jazz seeing as the boys just barely starting taking 6 oz bottles. (and even then don't always finish them)&lt;br /&gt;As far as she was concerned they could start at anytime now that they have hit that 6 mos mark. (and are almost 6 mos adjusted age.) I have the cereal in my cupboard I'm just hesitant at the idea of starting something new right now. (shots remember!)&lt;br /&gt;So yes they each got three... count them 3! shots. OY VA!&lt;br /&gt;Fever and crankiness ensues!&lt;br /&gt;I think I should take up stock in tylenol.. what do you think?!&lt;br /&gt;They were both sleepy by the time the nurse came in for the shots. I'm such a terrible Mom, I wanted to cry they were both asleep and were awoken by the stinging of needles in their thighs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2HOGwPIVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hmJSJcGf1NY/s1600-h/futuregodfathers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2HOGwPIVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hmJSJcGf1NY/s320/futuregodfathers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205465420711010642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata has had ear infections since birth. We never know what brings them on just that he gets them. good times. So this morning he complained his ear was bugging him. (he has been complaining on and off for a week- but it was just an annoyance he said not really painful- and he kept changing which ear was hurting. I thought maybe it was attention driven because after he and I hung out for a bit and snuggled he was fine.) Needless to say while we had the twins in for their appointment I just asked if the Doc could take two quick secs and check out his ears. One was Iffy the other fine. So he is either in the beginning stages of infection or the tail end. All I know is we get the scripts filled and he's taking the meds. Murphy's Law right- two uncomfortable twins with shots and a wee lad with ear infection. Now if Chugo comes home from school with something I think I will scream! (did I happen to mention he has been coughing lately! Please oh please lets not all get sick this spring!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-5362643706486192752?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5362643706486192752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=5362643706486192752' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5362643706486192752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5362643706486192752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-shot2-shots3-shots-more.html' title='1 Shot..2 Shots..3 Shots... More?!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2HOGwPIVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hmJSJcGf1NY/s72-c/futuregodfathers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1306278285976958330</id><published>2008-05-26T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:10:16.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend ReCap</title><content type='html'>Well, the weekend came and went. (I guess thats how it has always worked but lately it just seems to do it a lot faster. hrmph)  Quick recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt; We had Chugo's sleepover birthday party.  I don't know what I was thinking having 4 10 yr old boys sleep over- obviously I wasn't expecting an uneventful  time, but I suppose it could have been a lot worse. Poor Kata wanted to be involved in everything. He had a t-ball game  but as soon as it was over he was ready to party- unfortunately for him he was stuck in the bedroom watching movies with me and the twins. (The stinker stayed up until 11pm and every five minutes kept telling me he would rather be hanging with the guys. Poor Mommy, I'm no fun!  And as &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2CHmwPISI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EB9ARpnlSm8/s1600-h/birthdaygang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2CHmwPISI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EB9ARpnlSm8/s200/birthdaygang.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205459811483722018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;every Mommy does- I gave in. He went running out of the room yelling "I'm coming guys, let me just get my sleeping bag!" as if the party was all about him. too sweet.) So my thought on it all- Not again.. ever! (until next year comes around and I somehow get birthday amnesia and ok it.) Btw: since when did everyone's kids get so picky? I've always taught my kids You get what you get and you don't pitch a fit- I guess other people must have short order cooks in their kitchen so each kid can have their food just how they want it. Not in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt; What did we do Saturday? Went shopping as a family. Good times. It still boggles my mind at how many times we get stopped when we go out with the twins. Comments on the stroller and how small the boys are. I guess this is what the Stars must feel like when they have to put on a fake smile and a show for the Paps (paparazzi for short-Duh!). Funny how people still ask me if the boys are twins- how could they not be? Unless I decided to steal my neighbors baby who just happens to look exactly like my son- or lets see- no they are just brothers who are 9 mos apart and are the exact same size?! I think not. Its comical when they say oh they are identical are they twins? Hmmm.... I would love to have a bell with me I could ring and be like "Ding Ding you win the Captain Obvious Award of the day! Hooray!)&lt;br /&gt;All in all I got some cute Capri pants and Bermuda shorts out of the trip- too bad it has been crappy weather ever since and I haven't been able to wear them! (just my luck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt; We went to church. (gasp! and the walls didn't come crumbling down either!) Drove up to the next town and got some Starbucks as a nice little Mommy/Daddy pick me up and all kids were calm and quiet in the car! Loved it!  Then we just hung around the house and spent the day watching movies. Ya ya boring I know but you have to have a day of R&amp;amp;R right? (Although from taking Sunday off it means I will now have to do the laundry during the week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday: &lt;/span&gt;Yay Holiday! Oh wait- I am a stay at home Mom- I don't celebrate holidays- it just means I have the kids home and have to come up with things for them to do! Chu&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2CdGwPITI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5ADtP12f1so/s1600-h/memorialday08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2CdGwPITI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5ADtP12f1so/s200/memorialday08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205460180850909490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;go had a Cub Scouts event and luckily it didn't rain on us while we were there. They had a Memorial service at the Veterans Memorial here in town. It was neat. The National Guard was there and shot off a couple rounds and even let the scouts hold the guns and try on the Kevlar vests. They had a fly over but it was too cloudy so all you could hear was the jet engines whizzing overhead. Moments like those remind you how lucky we are to live where we do and have the ability to do all we are allowed to do. (hopefully you followed me through that little bit there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. The weekend Recap. Hope you all had a good one as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-1306278285976958330?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1306278285976958330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1306278285976958330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1306278285976958330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1306278285976958330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend ReCap'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SD2CHmwPISI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EB9ARpnlSm8/s72-c/birthdaygang.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6755470933854176994</id><published>2008-05-22T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T15:56:38.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hula Hoopin Hip Hop Queen! (say that 5 times fast!)</title><content type='html'>So I caught up. (If you notice from the posts below! Phishew I hate getting behind! Wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one word to say to you... (okay well maybe it is two)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wii FIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love! I think I pretty much threw out my hip and I hurt in places I didn't even know it was possible to hurt but it is soooo worth it! I Think I love my wii fit too much if that is possible! I am the queen of the hula challenge! (Who knew hula hooping could be considered a work out- well it is!!) The boys and I are all fighting over whose turn it is to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say in the beginning I was skeptical. It asks you your age, height and even weighs you! (I always wondered what a talking scale would be like and now I know!) It didn't come right out and tell me I was fat but my BMI is well above average and the system "chubbed" up my Mii character- needless to say I put a lock code on my Mii fit gal so no one else can be peepin' at my stats! Other than the rocky weigh-in start up, the Hub and I battled it out to see who could get the better downhill ski jump score and much to his dismay I rocked the top score pretty hard! (that was until he somehow pulled a Hail Mary (I call it cheating) and beat my score by like 2 points) This new electronic device will bring much pleasure to our home. (and hopefully some weight loss too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a day off today and spent it watching movies that we have had and I've not watched yet. (Lots from when I was inpatient and just wasn't in the mood to watch then.) So I watched The Invasion and The Reaping. Both on the thriller side, but was able to pause the thrills to change laundry or make bottles. The twins pretty much slept on me through each movie which was nice to have a little snuggle time. Unfortunately I will now have to bust buns to get the rest of the house tidied up. No worries though- Apparently I am in Fit Mode so I can do anything!&lt;br /&gt;*clears throat as if to cut through the sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[On a weigh in note -1lb in the past three wks- but hey I'm maintaining and thats good- lets see if the new wii fit helps with the exercise portion.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6755470933854176994?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6755470933854176994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6755470933854176994' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6755470933854176994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6755470933854176994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/hula-hoopin-hip-hop-queen-say-that-5.html' title='Hula Hoopin Hip Hop Queen! (say that 5 times fast!)'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1110683488944114934</id><published>2008-05-21T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T15:42:52.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDWYO2wPIJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ROH8ELj6YzQ/s1600-h/babytree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDWYO2wPIJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ROH8ELj6YzQ/s400/babytree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203232325479899282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(If you look hard enough you can see the Baby in the Tree)&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/7544011566416953166-1110683488944114934?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1110683488944114934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1110683488944114934' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1110683488944114934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1110683488944114934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/wordless-wednesday_21.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDWYO2wPIJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ROH8ELj6YzQ/s72-c/babytree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8033701478958176812</id><published>2008-05-20T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T15:42:12.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Chugo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDXymGwPIKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/H_1hvHFA_nE/s1600-h/hoursafterbirthliam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDXymGwPIKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/H_1hvHFA_nE/s320/hoursafterbirthliam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203331680958357666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years old and so full of life! You came into this world (already playing video games!) by force! I was a week overdue and the weather was starting to get hot. The doctor had scared you into induction the week before but you weren't budging, you were happy where you were!&lt;br /&gt;We went into the hospital at 6:30 in the morning scared out of our minds but amazingly excited that we knew today would be the day we finally got to meet you! The doc was running late and we started the induction at 7:30 and at 7:11pm that night there you were- The sweetest little boy I had ever seen, all 6lbs 10oz of you! You were such a good baby that the nurses were coming in all night asking if they could hold you! They couldn't believe how quiet and good you were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDXyumwPILI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6zjUhTf-zM8/s1600-h/youmadeus3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDXyumwPILI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6zjUhTf-zM8/s200/youmadeus3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203331826987245746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You started me out on this journey through motherhood and I thank you for that!&lt;br /&gt;Chugo- My genius! My go getter! I know you will go so far in life because you are made up of all things good! You're genuine and although you are only 10 you've proven that chivalry is not dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDXzg2wPIOI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FPJsxVO6gLw/s1600-h/littleliamfishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDXzg2wPIOI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FPJsxVO6gLw/s200/littleliamfishing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203332690275672290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDX1jmwPIPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hhXvA1rVHSI/s1600-h/Liamshead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDX1jmwPIPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hhXvA1rVHSI/s200/Liamshead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203334936543568114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDX15GwPIQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HagwovM1Bww/s1600-h/Liamschoolphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDX15GwPIQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HagwovM1Bww/s200/Liamschoolphoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203335305910755586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDX2SGwPIRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Q3_uCXA8ANk/s1600-h/GreaserLiam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDX2SGwPIRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Q3_uCXA8ANk/s200/GreaserLiam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203335735407485202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; I love watching you grow and come into your own. You have headed up our Boy clan and are going to be a great role model for the little ones! Never change for others and always be true to yourself! I love you very much! Happy Birthday Big Boy- You're a Pre-Teen now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-8033701478958176812?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8033701478958176812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8033701478958176812' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8033701478958176812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8033701478958176812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-chugo.html' title='Happy Birthday Chugo!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SDXymGwPIKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/H_1hvHFA_nE/s72-c/hoursafterbirthliam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1075207161797754366</id><published>2008-05-19T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T13:40:10.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know your house is...</title><content type='html'>So I sat in my recliner this morning looking around the house, just soaking it all in and boy..it needs to be cleaned!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a messy person and my family doesn't intend to be messy, it just happens. I call it the little tornadoes in my life. As soon as one room is clean and I move onto the next I could bet you money (and WIN!) that as soon as I enter back into the clean room it will look as if I hadn't cleaned it.  Its a good thing I love my sons or we could run into a real problem! *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought of this... You know your house is...&lt;br /&gt;and this is what I came up with so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You know your house is messy when you just move stuff out of your way with your foot to make a path through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Your know your kitchen is messy when you walk barefoot and crumbs cling to the bottom of your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You know your house is hot when the dog is barking to get outside instead of in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You know your bathroom needs cleaning when your sons have written their names in the soap scum on the tub walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You know your house is messy when you smell *something* and have to sniff it out like a bloodhound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You know your lawn needs mowing when your dog runs out to go pee and she disappears when she hits the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You know your garage needs cleaning when you clean the house and just decide if you can't find a home for something it will just go into the garage for now. (until you can find a home for it later when you should really just throw it out! but you're sentimental and you just don't know how to decide whats important and whats not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You know you have no time to yourself when you have 5 books started, all with bookmarks in them and you can't for the life of you remember starting any of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You know you need to go grocery shopping when you open the freezer and all you find is otter pops. (Who wants liquid sugar for dinner? Anyone? Anyone?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that you all could come up with some even better ones! I'd love to hear them (hint hint)..But as I stated earlier I HAVE to get this house in order before summer or when I take on my job as the kids' social director I won't know where to direct them to to get them out of my hair! *smiles&lt;br /&gt;(and summer is only 19 school days away! YEEPS!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-1075207161797754366?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1075207161797754366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1075207161797754366' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1075207161797754366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1075207161797754366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-know-your-house-is.html' title='You know your house is...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4132869300727779637</id><published>2008-05-14T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T09:45:07.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCsXAxHsvnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oA-zuOXQI7g/s1600-h/puppylove.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCsXAxHsvnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oA-zuOXQI7g/s400/puppylove.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200275496682438258" 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/7544011566416953166-4132869300727779637?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4132869300727779637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4132869300727779637' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4132869300727779637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4132869300727779637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/wordless-wednesday_14.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCsXAxHsvnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oA-zuOXQI7g/s72-c/puppylove.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4392087697578684947</id><published>2008-05-12T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:43:05.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick &amp; Tired  (..in no particular order)</title><content type='html'>Well, We tried. we were amazingly careful with the boys making sure we didn't venture out in public. Keeping the visiting traffic down in our home  and thought we were safe seeing as RSV was over. We were luckier than some (sorry &lt;a href="http://thecryercrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;Debra&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;We were invited to our friends daughters 1st birthday party on friday. (It was in chinatown, downtown portland at a restaurant.) Long story short by the time we got home Moose was coughing. I thought maybe it was just the odd smells from the restaurant but then the fever hit. 102. UGH&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to have sick babies when all you can do is rub backs and bellies and say "its OK mommy's here!"  I know colds don't come on *that* fast and I'm sure its probably some germ that Chugo or Kata brought home from school; it just goes to show that no matter how anal I was about the hand washing and sanitizing- those damn germs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; got in! I called the docs office to get an appointment seeing as it was their first major cold and I wanted to make sure it wasn't anything major- the nurse has me rattle off the symptoms (you know the drill) and then says sounds viral to me, not much we can do so just watch it. &lt;--Glad I pay so much for my healthcare. *sigh*  Luckily the boys are now significantly better! Still have the crazy runny noses and both seem a bit "off" and not themselves but are slowly getting better. The moaning has stopped and I think they only got up a couple times last night. (which was better than me being up ALL night!)  Needless to say my Mother's Day was spent mothering! ~Now granted I did get to take a couple hours nap (which was Heaven!!) as I told the Hub that I was so physically exhausted that I couldn't be held accountable for my actions. Chugo and Kata made me a mothers day banner which was sweet and I got flowers. Chugo even wrapped up kata in a box and had me open it so Kata could pop out and say HAPPY MOMS DAY! It was sweet! My present will come in the next 14 days or so.. Its Wii-tastic!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCkpCxHsvjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/f0Ci06-wzDw/s1600-h/wii_fit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCkpCxHsvjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/f0Ci06-wzDw/s320/wii_fit.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199732372298055218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is the Wii Fit and I'm so excited for it! I can't wait to try Wii Yoga and see how I fair at the push-ups game! The boys are excited for the soccer portion of it and there is so much more!&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who do have a Wii now I think you should totally check out Boom Blox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCkpWhHsvkI/AAAAAAAAAII/RPg8cdT5kBY/s1600-h/boom-blox-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCkpWhHsvkI/AAAAAAAAAII/RPg8cdT5kBY/s200/boom-blox-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199732711600471618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is a puzzle game (sorta has jenga-like qualities) .. but its something the whole family can get into! And the characters are just so darn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways- thats my "catch-up" Post.&lt;br /&gt;As thrilling as it is (LOL) I'm both feeling the sickness coming on and am still tired. So hopefully I will get some good rest tonight and get better soon! Nothing worse than being a sick mom taking care of sick babies! (Good times!)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED MOM'S DAY to all you wonderfully fantastic- perfect in everyway Mom's out there! (And yes.. I'm talking about you! Duh.. so pat yourself on the back because any Mom who has time to sit here and read this post is a Mom after my own Heart!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-4392087697578684947?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4392087697578684947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4392087697578684947' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4392087697578684947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4392087697578684947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/sick-tired-in-no-particular-order.html' title='Sick &amp; Tired  (..in no particular order)'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCkpCxHsvjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/f0Ci06-wzDw/s72-c/wii_fit.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4017727404865963485</id><published>2008-05-07T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:39:26.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCHpQGH7alI/AAAAAAAAAH4/W38xk33a7yk/s1600-h/ComputerFriendsFunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCHpQGH7alI/AAAAAAAAAH4/W38xk33a7yk/s400/ComputerFriendsFunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197691907693308498" 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/7544011566416953166-4017727404865963485?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4017727404865963485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4017727404865963485' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4017727404865963485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4017727404865963485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SCHpQGH7alI/AAAAAAAAAH4/W38xk33a7yk/s72-c/ComputerFriendsFunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-3850237768408456721</id><published>2008-05-05T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:38:16.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rage against the Weed...</title><content type='html'>Now your probably thinking isn't it suppose to be Rage against the Machine? (Ok well maybe your not thinking that- But I know the HUB is!)&lt;br /&gt;The sun is out. Its about time! So how does one garden with twins? (That answer I am still working on.) I admit its been a bit of a challenge-Luckily I have two older sons that adore me (HAHA.. On occassion) and help me out! Chugo is a huge help and is really actually in tune with the twins. I overheard him telling Kata that Bus only likes the toys he can get into his mouth and he was upset because Kata had given him a toy to play with and not to suck on.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm getting away from my point here-Back to it-&lt;br /&gt;Gardening. *Sigh* I love to garden. I can't say I'm amazing at it but I try. When I went inpatient last year in August- Nothing got done. (To the hubs defense he was a wee bit busy with work- running a household- and worrying about and visiting me)&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got home it was rush rush to the hospital everyday for the twins and pulling weeds and cutting back was far from my agenda.&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to present- Can you say Holy Dandelion Amazon Batman!? I have never seen so many HUGE weeds before. I am a fan of nature- but weeds, as of late, seem to be my arch nemesis! It has taken me three days now to get just one of my flower beds weeded. (Now granted I can only do like 30-1hour and a time if I am lucky.)&lt;br /&gt;I've also taken to bribery! At this point, with all my sons and the money I've been forking over you might as well call me the Godmother. (har har get it) I think I have my own little mafia goin on here. (Even the laundry money to prove it!) &lt;---Boy aren't I Mrs. Witty today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeds. The will not defeat me. If I try to get some more done each night then perhaps this weekend I can go and get my flowers and bushes and roses! YAY! Then my front yard won't look like the jungles of lawndom. (For I know the gal who used to live in my house is just driving by daily in tears looking at her once gorgeous yard that is now a graveyard of shrubbery.)&lt;br /&gt;What doesn't defeat us only makes us stronger eh?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-3850237768408456721?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3850237768408456721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=3850237768408456721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3850237768408456721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3850237768408456721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/rage-against-weed.html' title='Rage against the Weed...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-7485666828982802304</id><published>2008-05-05T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:49:21.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-7485666828982802304?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7485666828982802304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=7485666828982802304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7485666828982802304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7485666828982802304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/whats-in-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-5342733619009228202</id><published>2008-05-01T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:48:10.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged and this is how it goes...</title><content type='html'>So I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://childress7.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt;. Wow, talk about a walk down the memory tagging lane! Lets see if I can think that far back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 things I was doing 10 years ago (1998):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I gave birth to my first son (thats huge!)&lt;br /&gt;~We moved out of my parents house into our own place.&lt;br /&gt;~Bought our very first new car (well new to us)&lt;br /&gt;~Worked as an optician in an Eye Clinic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 things I was doing 5 years ago (2003):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Went to work as an Underwriter for a Mortgage company&lt;br /&gt;~I now had two sons (oldest now 5; gave birth to the 2nd in 2001 which made him 2)&lt;br /&gt;~Bought our very first home!&lt;br /&gt;~Took lessons in Tongil Moo Do (its a form of Karate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 things I did yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wow a glimpse into the life of Me is quite boring actually!)&lt;br /&gt;~Folded Laundry&lt;br /&gt;~Took a nap with the twins (as they were fussy ALL day)&lt;br /&gt;~Watched the Golden Compass (while eating cold spaghetti with Italian sausage Mmm.. hey someone had to deal with the Cranky Bots while everyone else ate)&lt;br /&gt;~Watched the Hub school our friends at some online Mario Kart (would have joined in but again.. I had the twins- Yay me! Needless to say I went to bed EARLY last night and by early I mean I fell asleep with my clothes on trying to get Oli to go back to sleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 shows I love to watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In no particular order except for how they popped into my head)&lt;br /&gt;~The Reaper&lt;br /&gt;~Medium&lt;br /&gt;~CSI (any of the series it doesn't matter I'm just hooked on crime solving! *wink)&lt;br /&gt;~Dr. Who (you have got to love the BBC!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things that make me really happy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Good children (polite, well behaved, good listeners that is!)&lt;br /&gt;~A clean house! (Nothing better than to sit back and relax knowing its all been done and you can sigh relief of a job well done.)&lt;br /&gt;~Sales in the scrapbook dept at JoAnn Fabric! (The only place I could spend tons money!)&lt;br /&gt;~A Good HOT soak in a tub with a Lush Bath Bomb and a good book! (not to mention the doors locked with music silently playing to drown out the sound of rug rats screaming and yelling and knocking on the door constantly!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was surprisingly more complicated than I thought it was going to be. Looking back on parts of my life- I really didn't do anything all that worth while.&lt;br /&gt;*Note to self- Be more interesting in the next four years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I get to tag people! Mwahaha!! I tag you: &lt;a href="http://thisblogbroughttoyouby.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arizona&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://betterleitethannever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dannyandlyndseystwins.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lyndsey&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://chasinglifedown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tracy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                               I can't wait to read what your past reveals! *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+1&lt;/span&gt; (Not that bad seeing as I switched to phase 2 and was able to eat more carbs and sweets. I'm ok with it. I'll try to get more physical time in and maybe get that lb off for next week!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-5342733619009228202?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5342733619009228202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=5342733619009228202' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5342733619009228202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5342733619009228202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-and-this-is-how-it-goes.html' title='Tagged and this is how it goes...'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4314799457081594205</id><published>2008-04-30T11:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T11:33:55.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-..What A Decade Can Do..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SBi6Xv7H_OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BaRDRLHCGmw/s1600-h/P8253321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SBi6Xv7H_OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BaRDRLHCGmw/s320/P8253321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195107087336078562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12 years ago&lt;br /&gt;(He still doesn't smile in photos!)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for creating the chaos with me!&lt;br /&gt;I Love YOU!&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/7544011566416953166-4314799457081594205?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4314799457081594205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4314799457081594205' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4314799457081594205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4314799457081594205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday-what-decade-can-do.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-..What A Decade Can Do..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SBi6Xv7H_OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BaRDRLHCGmw/s72-c/P8253321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8168208629724423339</id><published>2008-04-29T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:14:47.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twins Weigh In..</title><content type='html'>The in-home nurse came today to assess the boys and see how they were growing.&lt;br /&gt;As of today (which put them at almost 7 mos....so almost 5 mos adjusted age)&lt;br /&gt;Moose was 15.1 LBS and 251/4 inches Long&lt;br /&gt;Bus was 13.15 LBS and 25 inches Long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe they are growing so big so fast! Size wise they are actually following pretty closely to what Chugo was at their age. Its raining (and hailing) and cold here today so I think this is the perfect day to relax under a blanket and snuggle with all my guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-8168208629724423339?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8168208629724423339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8168208629724423339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8168208629724423339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8168208629724423339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/twins-weigh-in.html' title='The Twins Weigh In..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1054902329624404412</id><published>2008-04-28T13:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:13:44.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Monster Relations..</title><content type='html'>I think that the Great Cookie Monster and myself must have some DNA in common. I just ate four cookies. Yep count them one-two-three-four! I'm peeved at myself but at the same time the flavor was amazing! (gees, better get back on that PLAN wagon quick!)&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say for myself is:&lt;br /&gt;(In song form) Who stole the cookies from the cookie jar? ME! I stole the cookies from the cookie jar-&lt;br /&gt;I'm not proud of it- a wee bit ashamed BUT only because I'm suppose to get getting healthy and losing weight. No worries though! Bada-Bing I have On Demand, Exercise TV here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, after I get the twins down for a nap- build a super fort with Kata- Fold that last load of laundry from last night (that should have been folded instead of playing Mario Kart) and get the clean dishes out of the dishwasher and put away.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* ok so realistically perhaps I could: do lunges into the back room to fold laundry-hold my stomach in while I build the fort and do squats while I pull out the clean dishes. That could work...&lt;br /&gt;My mom always said, "Every exercise is a stomach exercise!" This could work to my advantage!&lt;br /&gt;Mwhahahaha (Maniacal laugh! &lt;--Either from the epiphany or from the sugar rush...who can be sure.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-1054902329624404412?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1054902329624404412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1054902329624404412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1054902329624404412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1054902329624404412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/cookie-monster-relations.html' title='Cookie Monster Relations..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-7759590203967149229</id><published>2008-04-28T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T13:18:48.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...The Kart Came First</title><content type='html'>It's true. Mario Kart came even before my first child. Picture this: Sterile hospital room; I'm rocking in the rocking chair trying not to focus on the pain while sucking on a red Popsicle. (How do you know I know for sure it was a RED Popsicle? Well simply because it is the only one worth eating-That is until years later when I discovered Banana!! Wink) There is the noise from the monitors and the swooshing of zooming of Mario Kart. Yep Mario Kart.&lt;br /&gt;My Technogeek of a Hub (no worries its a term of endearment around here) had brought the N64. He and my sister (now that I think about it it was BOTH my sisters playing!) were duking it out on the race tracks while I breathed through the contractions. Ohhh the memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got Mario Kart for the Wii. (Hence the flashback!) It was sooooo much fun! We all played and raced. After all a Family that plays Kart together stays together! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;The game allows you to play online against your friends and the Hub had been smack talking to our great friends back in Montana. (who were also getting the game the day it came out.) I could hear our friends screaming and smack talking in my head right along side my Hub doing the same! It always makes me laugh to see how into the games they get!&lt;br /&gt;For those of you with a Wii I highly recommend Mario Kart! Perhaps it will bring your family together as much as it has ours! *Laughs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-7759590203967149229?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7759590203967149229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=7759590203967149229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7759590203967149229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7759590203967149229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/kart-came-first.html' title='...The Kart Came First'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-2318136818214141218</id><published>2008-04-25T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:59:12.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wimpy Wimpy.. Where's The Hefty Hefty?</title><content type='html'>So..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its true- I've fallen down the path of diets. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Well how else will I lose this baby weight? Certainly not with just exercise alone. (Wait, exercise.. what's that again?)&lt;br /&gt;I opted for the South Beach Plan. (I will now refer to the so called diet as a PLAN so I don't feel so cheated out of not getting to eat all the bad things I once had. Besides who likes to admit they are on a "diet".)&lt;br /&gt;It is actually not to shabby of a plan. Granted the first two weeks are detox Hell, BUT all in all it is something I could live with.&lt;br /&gt;Now where do I weigh in on all this. (pun intended.)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure like any inquiring mind (or catty woman wishing to find something to smile about knowing you now have the upper hand and ammo to fire off rounds at my pounds! Wink wink) would like to know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go back a couple years- Before I moved out here I worked 12 hour days (yuck) came home ate a quick bite, hung out with the kids then when they were off to bed it was workout time for mommy. I lost a good 15 lbs which brought me to, shall we call it, my starting weight of 138. (and yes that's pounds!)&lt;br /&gt;From there I moved out here totally stoked to be fitting into those sexy size 29 silver tab jeans! (of course low rise but not low enough to where my "coin slot" (as my hub calls it) was sticking out)&lt;br /&gt;Being that I was once again reunited with the Hub (oh yeah The cliff notes on this: *he moved out here for work I stayed behind to sell the business and the house, pack up the house and kids and drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uhaul&lt;/span&gt;+trailer from MT to OR to move into a house that he bought and I had only seen in photos.) the pounds started packing back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could have been the extra brews that I'd been imbibing while attempting to get in a comfortable state meeting tons of new people at all the relatives shin digs, or the extra desserts that well, hey I was down to a good weight -extra pounds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shmounds&lt;/span&gt;, why did I need to worry? Whats one more slice going to do?!  It all added up. (Good thing I am better with finances than I am calories!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this brings our running totally to +20 in two years. (yep for all you non &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mathletes&lt;/span&gt; that means I am now at 158.) Which by most standards is still all good.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah the size 29s are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;waaaaaay&lt;/span&gt; back in the back of the closet but there still hanging in there so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; got to be a good sign right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ShaBAM&lt;/span&gt;!- Pregnant with twins.&lt;br /&gt;Doc says, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; little mama we would love if you could pack on at least 50lbs."&lt;br /&gt;Hey, A mom's gotta do what a mom's gotta do for her babies!  So I do it. Thanks to the 3 boost shakes a day and the 3000 calorie diet the nutritionist now had me on. Flash forward to Birth day! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; the twins are born and while its amazingly scary that they are early and health status still unknown I ask the nurse just for poops and giggles to weigh me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please......-12. Bonus! when your pushing 200 down a couple feels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;SUUUUURRREEE&lt;/span&gt;. (when in all honestly I thought for sure I had just had twins and with all the other junk that was suctioned out of me I must have dropped at least 20 easily)&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all that leaves me. I am stuck with the other 38.&lt;br /&gt;(Now now.. I'm not complaining, merely just stating the facts as we all know them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to present and the "plan" at work.&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my two week detox -10 more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet holy Mama&lt;/span&gt;, I feel like I just stepped off the Biggest Loser scale! Smiles from ear to ear! Guess the celery and egg beaters did pay off in the end! Then it comes to my attention that in order to even get back to that 158 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;prepreggers&lt;/span&gt; weight I still have 28 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend came over for lunch yesterday and brought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mexican&lt;/span&gt; food. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;MMMMM&lt;/span&gt; not something that I had the pleasure of consuming during my two week detox. I'm thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I really shouldn't do this but she is bringing it over and is pregnant and I am NOT about to fight a pregnant lady over food choices so what the hay.&lt;br /&gt;HOLY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;GUTROT&lt;/span&gt; BATMAN! I seriously thought I was going to die.&lt;br /&gt;My stomach hurt not to mention the foul smells coming from the nether lands that left me reeking late into the night.  Guess  it was my bodies way of telling me 'Mexican need not apply within.'&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say that I am back onto phase 2 in full force and for all you caring individuals who want to keep track I will post a small # with a - or +each week on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursdays&lt;/span&gt; with the total of the week. (Loss or Gain I will post it- I'm calling this my motivation because who wants to post that they gained weight for everyone to see?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know me personally I hope that you will keep me honest and be nice. You know I am too nice to say No, and would feel terrible if you slaved all day on those sticky rolls and I had to turn one down. So, like the trash bags- I will focus on being hefty and not wimpy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~On a bonus note: I was complaining (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; gads can you believe it!) to a friend about finding the time to work out and she told me to lay on the floor and do every moment the twins did for 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. She guaranteed it would be a work out.&lt;br /&gt;That night I watched them both wiggling and rolling about and decided there was no possible way I could keep up. Wow, this exercise thing might be harder than I thought!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-2318136818214141218?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2318136818214141218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=2318136818214141218' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2318136818214141218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/2318136818214141218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/wimpy-wimpy-wheres-hefty-hefty.html' title='Wimpy Wimpy.. Where&apos;s The Hefty Hefty?'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-5442915009608066717</id><published>2008-04-23T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:02:41.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Less Words Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Random Photo night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SA-mev7H_KI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ffjJUP5JsQo/s1600-h/helloladies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SA-mev7H_KI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ffjJUP5JsQo/s320/helloladies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192551942572211362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HELLO LADIES!&lt;br /&gt;We're the $$ Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SA-mvP7H_LI/AAAAAAAAAHY/GF-lH24UTKA/s1600-h/ourfeetlookthesametoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SA-mvP7H_LI/AAAAAAAAAHY/GF-lH24UTKA/s320/ourfeetlookthesametoo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192552226040052914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You mean to tell me our feet are Identical too??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SA-m_P7H_MI/AAAAAAAAAHg/l4sLiq8OUWA/s1600-h/arewedoneyet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SA-m_P7H_MI/AAAAAAAAAHg/l4sLiq8OUWA/s320/arewedoneyet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192552500917959874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are we done yet? We wanna git to gettin!&lt;br /&gt;(To bed that is!)&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/7544011566416953166-5442915009608066717?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5442915009608066717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=5442915009608066717' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5442915009608066717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/5442915009608066717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday_23.html' title='Less Words Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SA-mev7H_KI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ffjJUP5JsQo/s72-c/helloladies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-4951904185775138491</id><published>2008-04-22T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T10:44:04.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was an Eeyore..</title><content type='html'>Yep it's true. For the past couple months I had chosen to be Eeyore instead of Tigger. Now your probably thinking to yourself, what the heck is she talking about?! Well.. to answer the question invading your mind-The Last Lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Never heard of it? Funny, not many people have- well that is, until Prime Time did a story on it last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Last Lecture- A love story for your life&lt;/span&gt; is a lecture (and a book) by Randy Pausch an amazing 47 yr old Computer Prof who is dying of Cancer. I would go into it in more detail but I feel that everyone should experience this for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Please check it out at:&lt;br /&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-5700431505846055184&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its long but if you have the time I Promise you won't regret it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how does this lecture bring me to my point of Eeyore? Well as we all know Eeyore is a wee bit on the pessimistic side. (OK so wee bit is an understatement.) He is gloomy and while still adorable always finds something to complain about. This was me to a T! Then one day it all changed. I went into the doctors office for a routine exam and a week later was told I needed to come in for further testing. It was possible it was Cancer. Even the mere mention of it threw me into a tizzy. I just knew that God wouldn't do that to me...would He? I had just had twin sons, and watched them fight for their lives, and now I was going to have fight for my own? It just didn't seem fair. But as I recalled time and time again from my childhood-"Who says life is fair?"&lt;br /&gt;The testing came and went and the agonizing wait for the results seemed to never end. During that time I found myself worrying and thinking if it came down to it and I had to depart this Earth, what things would be most important for me to leave my sons. What lessons, values, memories.&lt;br /&gt;I know, what morbid thoughts right?!&lt;br /&gt;I had finally come to grips with the idea that maybe my time here was done. Obviously I would fight like there was no tomorrow but as Randy had so eloquently put it, "you can't change the cards your dealt, but you can decide on how to play them."  I didn't even have the results yet but I knew I was already starting to feel at peace with  whatever decision God had made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky.   Just precancerous cells that would be monitored over the next few months and years.  *sigh of relief for now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, by nature; a planner, controller and an organizer. Mind you my house may not always be organized, under control  or planned out correctly but never the less I am these things. When I found out I was pregnant with the twins and heard what I was going to have to undergo- I let go. I gave it to God. (or so I thought.) I couldn't plan the birth, but I did get the nursery perfect. I couldn't control what was going on at home when I was inpatient- but you better believe I called and threw my two cents in every chance I got! Did I learn my lesson? Apparently not. So perhaps this testing and waiting for my results was in fact round two of my learning to let go.&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from perfect and maybe just maybe I've learned a little more of the lesson- but I'm only human and there is still a portion of me that thinks I can fix it all and I know best. But I don't and I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I *have* learned is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I won't take anything (or anyone) for granted&lt;br /&gt;~I DO have all that I need&lt;br /&gt;~Negative thoughts don't help me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blessed in more ways than I could ever thank. I've been given more chances than I've probably ever deserved and been loved more, so far in my life, than I could have ever asked for!&lt;br /&gt;Happiness may not be attainable everyday- but I have the comfort in knowing no matter what comes my way I will be Tigger. (and keep bouncing right back.)&lt;br /&gt;I *will* be strong enough to get back up from my knees after getting beat down. No matter how tired I am I will leave each day with a smile for I know this life is the only one I've got and I'm not going to waste one more day fretting over the minor details.&lt;br /&gt;Let the pieces fall where they may and the cards be dealt.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            ~I'll play the best game that I can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-4951904185775138491?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4951904185775138491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=4951904185775138491' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4951904185775138491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/4951904185775138491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-was-eeyore.html' title='I was an Eeyore..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8953844956674546786</id><published>2008-04-19T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T10:29:47.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Size-Comfort and Feel... it will never be the same again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SAor5c1-R-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/uFlX-9UxyyY/s1600-h/dairy-comfort-bra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SAor5c1-R-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/uFlX-9UxyyY/s320/dairy-comfort-bra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191009786493028322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So The search is on for a new bra. why am I blogging about this, well its simple- I'm frustrated! I used to love bra shopping and of course it was immediately to Victoria's Secret but well, as I am in this transitional phase of working out and trying to drop some pounds I knew that the tatties were the first things to go weight wise.  I've come to find out after trying on umpteen different styles that I'm no longer the same size. Mind you to most women going up a size would be great- well not to this little lady! (granted the Hub is totally ecstatic that the "twins" have decided to stay- and by twins I mean the girly ones God gave me that got nicknamed the twins before the Real twins came along! HAHA-get it?) So.. in light of my frustrations I found this photo from engrish.com which I like to frequent here and there for a laugh. This one just seemed fitting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-8953844956674546786?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8953844956674546786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8953844956674546786' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8953844956674546786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8953844956674546786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/size-comfort-and-feel-it-will-never-be.html' title='Size-Comfort and Feel... it will never be the same again!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SAor5c1-R-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/uFlX-9UxyyY/s72-c/dairy-comfort-bra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-8069711659035469332</id><published>2008-04-16T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T13:19:29.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Good Ol' Days When Mom Had More "Fun" Free Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SAZfL_jjVkI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mDufa8Srwlc/s1600-h/Robot+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SAZfL_jjVkI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mDufa8Srwlc/s400/Robot+boys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189940280234825282" 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/7544011566416953166-8069711659035469332?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/8069711659035469332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=8069711659035469332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8069711659035469332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/8069711659035469332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday_16.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/SAZfL_jjVkI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mDufa8Srwlc/s72-c/Robot+boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-7516257733169892953</id><published>2008-04-13T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:45:14.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my.. I'm back and it feels so good!</title><content type='html'>OMGosh! It feels like I have been away from the net for eons! (Well it was days really but it felt longer!) Our internet was down, the funny thing was while although I missed catching up on everyones blogs and checking email- I actually got a lot of housework done! (And I don't even spend that much time online really!) I guess I just needed to find some other form of losing myself. (Hmm.. that doesn't seem right though, If I can't lose myself in the net then I can lose myself in laundry and dishes? Oh well.. regardless.. I lost myself!)&lt;br /&gt;I have found that sleeping babies makes for good reading time. Now granted I know its frowned upon to hold your babies while they sleep but it seems that their morning nap (which is the exact same time every day I kid you not!) they will sleep longer if I hold them. So.. well they are so much happier when they nap longer and the house seems sooooo quiet so why the heck not! Now mind you, before I sit and indulge myself in literary wonderment, I've finished almost half my to do list for the day. I truly believe I've earned that time! *Wink&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I have more to but for now... I sleep and will try and make more sense in the morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-7516257733169892953?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7516257733169892953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=7516257733169892953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7516257733169892953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/7516257733169892953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-my-im-back-and-it-feels-so-good.html' title='Oh my.. I&apos;m back and it feels so good!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-1156674985937245740</id><published>2008-04-05T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T23:50:13.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What defines your worth as a person</title><content type='html'>I took a test online (http://www.humanforsale.com/) to see what I would be worth.&lt;br /&gt;~You are worth exactly &lt;span style="color: rgb(197, 0, 0);"&gt;$2,009,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Doesn't seem like much in the grand scheme of things.  I guess that if I was a bit skinnier, perhaps a bit smarter, who knows maybe I would be worth more.&lt;br /&gt;My Mom left for MT today. This will be the first time I've been flying solo with the twins without extra help. (Yeah, yeah I know, I had it real rough so I shouldn't complain about doing it all now!)&lt;br /&gt;My sister in law just told us today that she is pregnant (I'm happy for her don't get me wrong but its change. It makes me feel old seeing as my oldest is almost 10. and I have all boys and the only boy grandkids on the hubby's side. What if its a girl.. the first girl.. bittersweet ya know?!)&lt;br /&gt;and the tax info came today with how much we owe. (needless to say I decided to get all my crying out in one day!) &lt;--Although I didn't cry nearly as much as I anticipated I would. I got antsy instead and mopped the kitchen floor. Not to mention I'm just about dried up on the milk front, so do I quit pumping, or go on a bit longer and save up a weeks worth of pumps to get two bottles out of it? So many changes all at once in life. I know its partially some baby blues but I've been a bit on the low confidence fence as of late and it got me thinking about self worth. What is it? What defines worth? Is it how much you do for your family? How much money you make or the clothes you wear? What really makes a person? And if you think you've decided on a good "worth" for yourself then why do we all of the sudden get jealous of others? Are they worth more than us? I suppose in a perfect world everyone would be content with themselves just how they are- but its not a perfect world, its one filled with doubts and uncertainty. Its filled with the yes men and women who never fully get the idea of what the truth means or how to utilize it. Am I a yes women? I do what people ask of me even when I don't want to, but I thought that was more out of respect?! I do speak my mind, but maybe I am speaking to the wrong people? Stuart Smalley once looked in the mirror and said, "You're good enough, you're smart enough, and Gosh darn it, people like you!" Could a daily affirmation really affirm your self worth?&lt;br /&gt;........................................Maybe I'll give it a try and see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-1156674985937245740?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/1156674985937245740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=1156674985937245740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1156674985937245740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/1156674985937245740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-defines-your-worth-as-person.html' title='What defines your worth as a person'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-3703385494515649097</id><published>2008-04-03T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:09:48.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations with a 6 yr old..</title><content type='html'>So I was looking at the twins today on their 6 mos mini birthday and then over to my rambunctious 6 yr old and realized that time was not on my side. Before I know it they will be six and I was trying to imagine them at that age. Would they be Super Hero dress-up costume obsessed like Kata? Would they run around the house never seeming out of energy? Would they pitch as huge of fits as he does and practically stomp through my floors? (that thought made me cringe!) Would they come up with the crazy outlandish stories and comments like both my older sons? Then I got to thinking about all the silly things my boys have said in their youth so far and thought I would compile then here for future reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In story form..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Mom, what are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm pumping honey, can you give me some privacy? (As he attempts to pull his eyes away and leave) He runs out yelling, "Chugo, Mom is pumping and there are these brown things going in and out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We were leaving the house to go to a party)&lt;br /&gt; "Does Wine make you chubby?"&lt;br /&gt;"No"&lt;br /&gt;"Does it make you skinny?"&lt;br /&gt;"Not that I'm aware of."&lt;br /&gt;"Well I think that you should probably start working out a little bit Mom."&lt;br /&gt;(And I'm not even a drinker! kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At the dinner table with family over during normal conversation he pulls this one out..)&lt;br /&gt; "Did you know that when boys get old they grow hair on their peepees?"&lt;br /&gt;(Well its true but at the dinner table?? UGH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as he likes to dress up in costume.. we were heading over to the NICU to visit the twins and he was dressed all in black. He and my brother were wandering the halls and got stopped by a gal commenting on his get-up)&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, now what are you suppose to be sweetie?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm the Grim Reaper!" He says with a smile and does a turn to show off his entire ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;The lady gave my brother a sour look as he smiled at her thinking what a character his nephew was until he realized that OMgosh we are in a hospital--Quickly the Reaper was derobed and packed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after coming home from delivering the twins and trying to relax)&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, your lap is getting bigger! There is room for me to sit! Did you do that just for me?"&lt;br /&gt;How could I resist not saying yes? *Wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats only a start...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-3703385494515649097?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3703385494515649097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=3703385494515649097' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3703385494515649097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/3703385494515649097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/conversations-with-6-yr-old.html' title='Conversations with a 6 yr old..'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6429319210374788911</id><published>2008-04-02T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:00:25.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>So Ok its not suppose to have words but... I saw that a couple of my blog gals do this wordless Wednesday and seeing as I'm not the best about thinking of things to write about I thought this would be a fabulous way to just add a fun photo each week! (And if you know my family.. lemme tell ya thats what we do best!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/R_RWI65WuLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zorx5ZRTHos/s1600-h/ninjababies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/R_RWI65WuLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zorx5ZRTHos/s320/ninjababies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184863782259046578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6429319210374788911?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6429319210374788911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6429319210374788911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6429319210374788911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6429319210374788911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/R_RWI65WuLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zorx5ZRTHos/s72-c/ninjababies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6548338723980050646</id><published>2008-03-31T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:27:49.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ScRaP hApPy</title><content type='html'>I'm a madwoman, I swear it!&lt;br /&gt;So my bro in law and his wife just celebrated their 1 yr anniversary today and I decided that I would scrap some candid photos from their wedding into an album. (I started this a couple days ago as I'm not that talented to get it done in one day!) What a nice thought you may think, well sure I thought so too until I had two screaming babies attached to me practically the entire time! BUT- I did it! I think it turned out pretty nice and its the thought that counts right?! (although I may have scrapped myself out in the process..I'll need to recoup!)&lt;--on a bonus note now I get to go shopping to replenish supplies! whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I tried to remember back to our first yr anniversary and I couldn't do it! Guess that is what happens when you've spent over a decade with someone! (Crazy that I've spent more of my life married than I have being single!)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday marks six months that I've been blessed with miracle twins! I can't believe its been that long already! Their getting sooo big and rolling everywhere! I will need a gate soon! (but I'll write more on that tomorrow!)&lt;br /&gt;......*sigh* feeding time and babies wait for no one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6548338723980050646?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6548338723980050646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6548338723980050646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6548338723980050646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6548338723980050646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/scrap-happy.html' title='ScRaP hApPy'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6741511355947249621</id><published>2008-03-24T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:31:04.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Don Tito!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to my baby brother! We Love Ya Man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always when my brother comes to visit he is spoiled rotten when it comes to food fare! I had to go to three different grocery stores to find baby back ribs, not to mention the ham, cheese and mushroom omelets for breakfast (good thing he was patient enough to wait until babies were fed and pumping time was done) &amp;amp; afternoon Caesars (mmmmm)! I can't complain as I'm the one that enables it! (I love spoiling my family!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, 26 years ago you were born and Dad brought us to the hospital to see you and Mom and we each got presents from you, I got a Strawberry Shortcake ring! (Well it was actually Blueberry Muffin and it turned my finger green but it was the best ring ever! ~Well until my wedding ring that is! Wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cheers to you! You may have been "Raised by Women" but you turned out just fine! XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6741511355947249621?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6741511355947249621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6741511355947249621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6741511355947249621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6741511355947249621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-don-tito.html' title='Happy Birthday Don Tito!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7544011566416953166.post-6892309612096732237</id><published>2008-03-24T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:46:43.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter!</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well according to Martha Stewart we will not have this early of an Easter for another 150 yrs!&lt;br /&gt;It was so wonderful to be able to have my mother here to Celebrate with us AND my brother was over from Seattle as well! (His birthday was on Mon. the big 26! what a wee bab! Wink)&lt;br /&gt;We dyed a whooping 47 eggs this year! (Needless to say the Bunny got pretty creative this year hiding eggs.) Well to be quite honest we started out with 60, but has some casualties during the boiling process and then Liam decided he would... I dunno.. speed dye eggs and cracked another who knows how many!  It was fun and my brother really got into it! He is so great with the boys, he will really make some woman a lucky lady one day! (He was raised by four ladies so of course he is a wonderboy!)&lt;br /&gt;I love having my family around me. I feel complete I guess you could say. I only wished my two sisters and Father could have been here as well but oh well, I'm not complaining! (We're trying to get all of us together one of these years for Christmas!)Had a huge ham and all the fixins!&lt;br /&gt;I love the holidays!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/R_RSdq5WuJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2njJZ371XYw/s1600-h/dyingeggs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/R_RSdq5WuJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2njJZ371XYw/s320/dyingeggs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184859740694821010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dying Easter Eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/R_RSxa5WuKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/iixkDqZ7Iqo/s1600-h/eastermorning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/R_RSxa5WuKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/iixkDqZ7Iqo/s320/eastermorning.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184860079997237410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camping Goodies YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7544011566416953166-6892309612096732237?l=fivemenandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6892309612096732237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7544011566416953166&amp;postID=6892309612096732237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6892309612096732237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7544011566416953166/posts/default/6892309612096732237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivemenandme.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter!'/><author><name>Lala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17745099513436767047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7_32X4HDyCE/R_RSdq5WuJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2njJZ371XYw/s72-c/dyingeggs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
