<?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-21288425</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:12:20.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristi's Blogs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-8892072622967747301</id><published>2010-01-30T15:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T15:13:50.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our snow day in OK 1-29-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/S2S8NQc1wBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z1IZcxIJ1iQ/s1600-h/IMG_1936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/S2S8NQc1wBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z1IZcxIJ1iQ/s320/IMG_1936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432673986455912466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/S2S8NOiKDkI/AAAAAAAAARs/RunpxG5Z8g0/s1600-h/IMG_1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/S2S8NOiKDkI/AAAAAAAAARs/RunpxG5Z8g0/s320/IMG_1931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432673985941343810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/S2S8MtQ_XrI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZqVzvh-Mrw8/s1600-h/IMG_1930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/S2S8MtQ_XrI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZqVzvh-Mrw8/s320/IMG_1930.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432673977010970290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys played in the snow and had a great time. Here are some pictures. We ended up getting a couple more inches of snow later. The snow looks beautiful on all the trees in our yard.&lt;div&gt;When they came in they had to have some hot chocolate to warm up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-8892072622967747301?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8892072622967747301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=8892072622967747301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/8892072622967747301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/8892072622967747301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-snow-day-in-ok-1-29-10.html' title='Our snow day in OK 1-29-10'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/S2S8NQc1wBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z1IZcxIJ1iQ/s72-c/IMG_1936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-640834435221408612</id><published>2009-10-14T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:37:41.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus &amp; Fire Safety</title><content type='html'>Here was my conversation with T today after school. First of all they have been learning all about fire safety this past week at school. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  "Titus, what do you do if our house catches on fire?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: "Call 911."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Before that what should you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: Stop, Drop &amp;amp; Roll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (once again) If our house catches on fire, what should you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: Get a new house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that conversation he knows now what he should do if our house catches on fire.... Get out! We went over more detail than that, but I didn't want him to be confused with all the other stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-640834435221408612?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/640834435221408612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=640834435221408612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/640834435221408612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/640834435221408612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/titus-fire-safety.html' title='Titus &amp; Fire Safety'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-1202928391561465784</id><published>2009-08-18T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T07:58:50.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus's First Day of Pre School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Soq_zEOlupI/AAAAAAAAARU/Rga3cYf_mqQ/s1600-h/IMG_1322+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Soq_zEOlupI/AAAAAAAAARU/Rga3cYf_mqQ/s320/IMG_1322+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371316389621906066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Soq_yVML7TI/AAAAAAAAARM/NFVF26HZukQ/s1600-h/IMG_1321+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Soq_yVML7TI/AAAAAAAAARM/NFVF26HZukQ/s320/IMG_1321+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371316376995360050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titus started pre school today! He was excited. We think he is going to love going to school. He loves to be around people. When we got to school, the teacher's aide asked what his name was. He said Titus, T-i-t-u-s. I can't wait to talk to him and see how his first day went at school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-1202928391561465784?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1202928391561465784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=1202928391561465784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1202928391561465784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1202928391561465784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/tituss-first-day-of-pre-school.html' title='Titus&apos;s First Day of Pre School'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Soq_zEOlupI/AAAAAAAAARU/Rga3cYf_mqQ/s72-c/IMG_1322+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-3004790122647657133</id><published>2009-06-24T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:42:48.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>Titus is going to Vacation Bible School this week and their theme is "Joshua." We also read a short Bible story to Titus everynight from his Children's Bible. We go in order in the Bible from front to back, we bookmark where we are. Well he started VBS yesterday, and last night in his Bible his story was about Joshua (when he was a spy). Then tonight his story was about Joshua and the wall of Jericho falling down. Earlier today when I picked T up at VBS, the song they were singing was: "Joshua fought the battle at Jericho, and the walls came tumbling down."  I guess God wants Titus to learn about Joshua, He is reiterating it to him multiple times this week. &lt;div&gt;BTW... Titus likes going to VBS even though he knows NOBODY there (he met someone today, they were flipping through the church's hymnals today when I picked him up!) He adapts easily, always has. He did tell me this afternoon that he was sad when I dropped him off today. He said he wanted me to stay (I didn't know that.) It was sweet when he told me that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-3004790122647657133?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3004790122647657133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=3004790122647657133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3004790122647657133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3004790122647657133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-7478267841679374285</id><published>2009-06-24T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:19:03.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightning Bugs</title><content type='html'>I walked outside tonight at 9:00 to take my trash can &amp;amp; recycle bin out to the curb for trash day tomorrow. It was the perfect time to go outside tonight because the lightning bugs were lighting it up! Those little creatures still amaze me. We didn't have those in Florida, so growing up I only saw them when I visited my cousins in Iowa and Indiana. I no longer smash them on my finger nails and think that is cool that my nails light up for a few seconds. But I did think about doing that. Not really, but I did want to catch some and put them in a jar so Titus could see them in the morning. He would think I was so cool if I did that. But I remember catching them as a kid and even if you poke the holes in the top of the container they are still going to die by the morning. &lt;div&gt;    Long story made even longer, I enjoyed seeing the lightning bugs tonight. They looked so pretty  lighting up in the green belt and all around outside. I loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-7478267841679374285?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7478267841679374285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=7478267841679374285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/7478267841679374285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/7478267841679374285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/lightning-bugs.html' title='Lightning Bugs'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-4883345942487675928</id><published>2009-05-18T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:17:02.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Titus' 4th Birthday Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;"Slay the Dragon"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Titus had his friends over to slay the dragons. The party was set. We had a castle cake (that looked awesome, thanks to Aunt Heather), a castle for the knights to fight in, and two dragon pinatas for the knights to slay. The boys made their armor when they first got to the party.  After putting their armor on, the bird on the video told them what they needed to do in order to get their weapons: a sword &amp;amp; shield. (Later on Titus told me he thought the bird said "Whoopins." He thought they were going to get whoopins!) So the knights found all the gold coins that were scattered around and put them in the treasure chest. They got their swords and went outside and hit the dragons till the candy came out. The party was action packed from 4:00-5:30. The knights also ate pizza, watched Titus open his presents and everyone had cake and icecream. What a great party! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGvp--WayI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zqqSgb2qemk/s320/IMG_9842.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240169224760098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGxIF7smbI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XQaHr5Fz-Ko/s1600-h/IMG_9877+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGxIF7smbI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XQaHr5Fz-Ko/s320/IMG_9877+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337241786000382386" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGxIH04cPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/o5JCgWX_WbY/s320/IMG_9869.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337241786508669170" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGxIH04cPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/o5JCgWX_WbY/s1600-h/IMG_9869.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGxH0Mqm4I/AAAAAAAAAQc/5sLFi58kMxU/s320/IMG_9872.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337241781239716738" /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGxHVc_tLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/pa2u95L1Kpo/s320/IMG_9867.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337241772986709170" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGxHVrvpkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/M9x2Qd_V0m8/s1600-h/IMG_9857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGxHVrvpkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/M9x2Qd_V0m8/s320/IMG_9857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337241773048571458" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGvqi1eKVI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ZFjN5yNWovg/s320/IMG_9852.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240178851195218" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGxk1g9aPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dtSSK8qCbvE/s320/IMG_9893+(2).JPG" style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240153392071922" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-4883345942487675928?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4883345942487675928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=4883345942487675928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4883345942487675928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4883345942487675928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/titus-4th-birthday-party-slay-dragon.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGvp--WayI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zqqSgb2qemk/s72-c/IMG_9842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-1358441209455236674</id><published>2009-05-18T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:21:05.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus as ......</title><content type='html'>Pretty  much everyday Titus dresses up as a character. Sometimes they are made up characters, sometimes they are real superheroes. My sister said you should start taking pictures of him each time he dresses up, because one day he won't dress up anymore. So I started taking his picture. I will add more as the days pass and he keeps having a fun imagination. Unfortunately I can't remember what he calls himself with some of these made up characters. Some are self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGKfZ3Oq6I/AAAAAAAAAOk/dY0kaE_y64c/s320/IMG_9430.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337199305533860770" /&gt;  The Swim Guy&lt;div&gt;  &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGKfvwPADI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Mp5VmYd7tmw/s320/IMG_9556.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337199311410102322" /&gt;Fire Chief&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGL3S4PwbI/AAAAAAAAAPU/4gNm6VgAciY/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337200815487566258" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGL2xpC5QI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6YOjBWyBAKI/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGL2xpC5QI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6YOjBWyBAKI/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337200806565438722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGKgZhm2BI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bzfMmdgF1Ms/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337199322623039506" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGKgAJ4oTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/SUH86YntLEs/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337199315812655410" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGKf7xdlVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/obMx6FqVD5k/s1600-h/IMG_9779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGKf7xdlVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/obMx6FqVD5k/s320/IMG_9779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337199314636477778" /&gt;Bob the Builder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGL3l8oMqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/3tNxcwnSlX8/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337200820606218914" /&gt;The real Robin Hood&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/21288425-1358441209455236674?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1358441209455236674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=1358441209455236674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1358441209455236674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1358441209455236674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/titus-as.html' title='Titus as ......'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/ShGKfZ3Oq6I/AAAAAAAAAOk/dY0kaE_y64c/s72-c/IMG_9430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-2308646405163285926</id><published>2009-03-16T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:10:09.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey see, Monkey do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My dad was here for a couple days. We took the boys to the zoo! We had a good time. I had been looking forward to taking Mac to the zoo because he likes animals. To him every animal makes a "rrrrooaarr" sound! &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Titus and my dad had matching Cardinal shirts. T liked that......so did my dad :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mac was waving at the gorillas. They were fun to watch. There was one gorilla that was just watching Mac. It was like the gorilla wanted to talk to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb686BLmweI/AAAAAAAAAOM/cmQFRAf7NoQ/s320/IMG_9519.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313892315279311330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb675QIAMlI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QbzYAV1OsO0/s1600-h/IMG_9518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb675QIAMlI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QbzYAV1OsO0/s320/IMG_9518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313891202599236178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb686cInh0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/P816ZnuPv8Y/s320/IMG_9521.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313892322514536258" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb674TxwaaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/k2mP3dbghGA/s320/IMG_9514.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313891186399799714" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb673XoDT9I/AAAAAAAAANs/YNNiDNw4tgo/s320/IMG_9505.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313891170252967890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb6733oizpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8eoeEloHH5I/s1600-h/IMG_9507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb6733oizpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8eoeEloHH5I/s320/IMG_9507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313891178844966546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb672yWDJuI/AAAAAAAAANk/7j2Bw4rHcm0/s320/IMG_9499.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313891160245348066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb686yRPAuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/YLex519K0Fg/s320/IMG_9534.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313892328456258274" /&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/21288425-2308646405163285926?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2308646405163285926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=2308646405163285926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/2308646405163285926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/2308646405163285926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/monkey-see-monkey-do.html' title='Monkey see, Monkey do.'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb686BLmweI/AAAAAAAAAOM/cmQFRAf7NoQ/s72-c/IMG_9519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-1313352469066687702</id><published>2009-03-15T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:34:44.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So all day yesterday I got to celebrate my birthday. Jeremy planned some of my day so that it would be extra special. He did a great job. I loved the entire day. He gave me my birthday card in the morning while he made us breakfast. The card informed me that he had a massage scheduled for me that morning. Awesome. I love massages, but have never had a professional one. That was great. The boys painted me a big birthday card, and we went to lunch as a family. The boys went down for a nap and I got to go shop in the afternoon. Jeremy had the evening planned out for the two of us. He knows I like to try out different places to eat, so he made reservations to Iron Star - urban bbq. We had never been there before so that was fun. After walking off dinner, we went to "Cuppies and Joe."  This was another thoughtful act of Jeremy, because he knows I like coffee houses, but there aren't any in Edmond (that we have found.) So he found this place out and it was neat. We shared some cupcakes and hot chocolate. The chocolate peanut butter cupcake was our favorite!!  MMMM... so good! &lt;div&gt;       Thanks to all my friends and family for wishing me a happy birthday too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and when my dad was here last week he took us out to Charlestons for my birthday too (that is what the picture of the four of us is from.) Thanks Dad. I'm glad you were here to visit us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1wyfXn-ZI/AAAAAAAAANU/pncy88-jBDI/s1600-h/IMG_9546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1wyfXn-ZI/AAAAAAAAANU/pncy88-jBDI/s320/IMG_9546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313527148083411346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1wyk55BMI/AAAAAAAAANc/ucYFomklUz0/s320/IMG_9547.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313527149569311938" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1wyLLI1nI/AAAAAAAAANM/uarjlZ3R67U/s1600-h/IMG_9540+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1wyLLI1nI/AAAAAAAAANM/uarjlZ3R67U/s320/IMG_9540+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313527142662329970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1wxZ8gC7I/AAAAAAAAANE/ZEAUm3755KE/s320/IMG_9538.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313527129447599026" /&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/21288425-1313352469066687702?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1313352469066687702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=1313352469066687702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1313352469066687702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1313352469066687702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-girl.html' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1wyfXn-ZI/AAAAAAAAANU/pncy88-jBDI/s72-c/IMG_9546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-3968637086780151391</id><published>2009-03-15T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:12:12.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1qkaFTtTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GPvgot3vbKY/s1600-h/IMG_9497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1qkaFTtTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GPvgot3vbKY/s320/IMG_9497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313520309076473138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1qjqaw0ZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LZoL5wCI7ho/s1600-h/IMG_9496+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1qjqaw0ZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LZoL5wCI7ho/s320/IMG_9496+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313520296281559442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1oQiHTYoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/OixjK4vARyM/s1600-h/IMG_9486.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titus and mac got to meet their cousin, Lola for the first time. She's a sweetie and the boys were really good with her.&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1oQiHTYoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/OixjK4vARyM/s200/IMG_9486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313517768611684994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1oQSiEayI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xZK1Fe1SwMk/s1600-h/IMG_9481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1oQSiEayI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xZK1Fe1SwMk/s200/IMG_9481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313517764428983074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1oPy-sOAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/i19WIGn8ZLk/s1600-h/IMG_9473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1oPy-sOAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/i19WIGn8ZLk/s200/IMG_9473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313517755959097346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1oPpy9hzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/snETvKOt8KU/s1600-h/IMG_9471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1oPpy9hzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/snETvKOt8KU/s200/IMG_9471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313517753493980978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1oPfE6QTI/AAAAAAAAAMM/oSriuWxy12M/s1600-h/IMG_9469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1oPfE6QTI/AAAAAAAAAMM/oSriuWxy12M/s200/IMG_9469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313517750616473906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-3968637086780151391?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3968637086780151391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=3968637086780151391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3968637086780151391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3968637086780151391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/titus-and-mac-got-to-meet-their-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1qkaFTtTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GPvgot3vbKY/s72-c/IMG_9497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-3934818278299696885</id><published>2009-03-15T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:30:42.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the little things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1kHan3JuI/AAAAAAAAAME/4u9jWh6sseo/s1600-h/IMG_9417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1kHan3JuI/AAAAAAAAAME/4u9jWh6sseo/s320/IMG_9417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313513213935429346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1kG-CG3NI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QVX4gxoCveI/s1600-h/IMG_9412+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1kG-CG3NI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QVX4gxoCveI/s320/IMG_9412+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313513206260882642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mac and Titus found a hiding spot in the linen closet. For some reason this was fun to me. I thought about how one day they will be too big to fit in there, so I better enjoy it now. I grabbed my camera so I could remember these little things in life that are enjoyable. I think they are pretty stinkin cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-3934818278299696885?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3934818278299696885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=3934818278299696885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3934818278299696885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3934818278299696885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/enjoying-little-things.html' title='Enjoying the little things'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Sb1kHan3JuI/AAAAAAAAAME/4u9jWh6sseo/s72-c/IMG_9417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-457031681740149326</id><published>2009-01-23T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:23:06.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpQhXRI9_I/AAAAAAAAALs/dkp5R7ld8As/s1600-h/IMG_4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpQhXRI9_I/AAAAAAAAALs/dkp5R7ld8As/s320/IMG_4138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294632846039250930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpQhMqYZuI/AAAAAAAAALk/LhL1942TwvI/s1600-h/IMG_3938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpQhMqYZuI/AAAAAAAAALk/LhL1942TwvI/s320/IMG_3938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294632843192329954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpOutjOJbI/AAAAAAAAALc/7cQbyluJ77k/s1600-h/IMG_8913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpOutjOJbI/AAAAAAAAALc/7cQbyluJ77k/s320/IMG_8913.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294630876335711666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpOuRUgJGI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vl0ImmBknQI/s1600-h/IMG_8851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpOuRUgJGI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vl0ImmBknQI/s320/IMG_8851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294630868757783650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpOuMBwznI/AAAAAAAAALM/Y5fnHb6ESQg/s1600-h/IMG_8812+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpOuMBwznI/AAAAAAAAALM/Y5fnHb6ESQg/s320/IMG_8812+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294630867337006706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpOtwv2HvI/AAAAAAAAALE/g_XjS7y_3g8/s1600-h/IMG_8818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpOtwv2HvI/AAAAAAAAALE/g_XjS7y_3g8/s320/IMG_8818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294630860014100210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpOtPS3Y7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/LGnN9dQ5ATE/s1600-h/IMG_8786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpOtPS3Y7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/LGnN9dQ5ATE/s320/IMG_8786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294630851034178482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpMlk5VkJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wgGE4hFRnsg/s1600-h/IMG_8270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpMlk5VkJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wgGE4hFRnsg/s320/IMG_8270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294628520370475154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpMlcsCmbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t-M_dhpZSZk/s1600-h/IMG_8662+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpMlcsCmbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t-M_dhpZSZk/s320/IMG_8662+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294628518167222706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpMlD5BnPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/on48ZRSVqOA/s1600-h/IMG_8669+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpMlD5BnPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/on48ZRSVqOA/s320/IMG_8669+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294628511510797554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpMk0fNrnI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fOvdw6X83N4/s1600-h/IMG_9019+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpMk0fNrnI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fOvdw6X83N4/s320/IMG_9019+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294628507376004722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpMjA8bZRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/uO_qNGSgGek/s1600-h/IMG_8987+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpMjA8bZRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/uO_qNGSgGek/s320/IMG_8987+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294628476360025362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we got to have a party. Any reason for a party is usually good, unless it is a going away party for someone you really like, then it can be sad.  We got to have a party celebrating Zach &amp;amp; Ashley and all the people here in Oklahoma that care about them. There were 30+ people that went out to eat, then some came over to our house for dessert &amp;amp; rock band. &lt;div&gt;l I hope Zach &amp;amp; Ashley know how much we all love them. Thinking of them and our friendship, here are some pictures to highlight our good times together. Of course these are only a few of our memories. We have had tons of laughs together. Thanks for being a part of our family's lives, Zach, Ashley, Caleb &amp;amp; Austin. We love you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-457031681740149326?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/457031681740149326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=457031681740149326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/457031681740149326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/457031681740149326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-friends.html' title='Our Friends'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpQhXRI9_I/AAAAAAAAALs/dkp5R7ld8As/s72-c/IMG_4138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-6990246567868507335</id><published>2009-01-23T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:43:40.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus the photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpIAo7byaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EY9tyvF2mv8/s1600-h/IMG_9298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpIAo7byaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EY9tyvF2mv8/s320/IMG_9298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294623487751342498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpF5ukX4zI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/OWnQNGruZk8/s1600-h/IMG_9297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpF5ukX4zI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/OWnQNGruZk8/s320/IMG_9297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294621169982890802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpF5buVfzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/f0aDuDsh2Qk/s1600-h/IMG_9296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpF5buVfzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/f0aDuDsh2Qk/s320/IM-h/IMG_9295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpF5PHyJPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/RlwVQ9t1sSM/s320/IMG_9295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294621161541477618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whenever Titus gets the camera we come up with some unique shots. He went around to all of us and wanted to take a picture of himself with each of us. (Wonder where he got that?) We all do it! I like his expression in the picture with Jeremy, it totally says, "Look at me with my dad, He is awesome." &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-6990246567868507335?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6990246567868507335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=6990246567868507335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/6990246567868507335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/6990246567868507335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/titus-photographer.html' title='Titus the photographer'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXpIAo7byaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EY9tyvF2mv8/s72-c/IMG_9298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-5933728309053022588</id><published>2008-10-31T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T14:21:53.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2RQP6NmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/H9PkvD-OzsI/s1600-h/IMG_0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2RQP6NmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/H9PkvD-OzsI/s320/IMG_0954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263430628304107106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2ROieTPI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ipw06w8FbFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2ROieTPI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ipw06w8FbFQ/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263430627845098738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2Qz5k28I/AAAAAAAAAI4/2pBuoMxN21s/s1600-h/IMG_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2Qz5k28I/AAAAAAAAAI4/2pBuoMxN21s/s320/IMG_0901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263430620694240194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2QmJ7kDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/S8OKc2TaXmA/s1600-h/IMG_0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2QmJ7kDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/S8OKc2TaXmA/s320/IMG_0900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263430617004740658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2QRegTaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7rwTFPOTRks/s1600-h/IMG_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2QRegTaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7rwTFPOTRks/s320/IMG_0882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263430611453889954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few years Jeremy's dad has come to visit us in October. So we have every year taken Titus, and the past two years now -Mac, to the pumpkin patch farm. We each got to chose a small pumpkin to take home with us. The boys had fun petting the farm animals. Titus even got to hold a big chicken all by himself!  We also got to enjoy a hayrack ride. That reminded Jeremy &amp;amp; I of some funny memories of a hay ride a long time ago! &lt;div&gt;    Titus &amp;amp; Mac had a fun time pretending to drive the old tractor (they had to wait for Jeremy to get off of it first!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  We had a fun time at the farm. Hopefully we will get to continue our tradition for as long as the boys will still want to go to the farm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    There are more pictures on Facebook.&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/21288425-5933728309053022588?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5933728309053022588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=5933728309053022588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/5933728309053022588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/5933728309053022588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch-tradition.html' title='Pumpkin Patch Tradition'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SQt2RQP6NmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/H9PkvD-OzsI/s72-c/IMG_0954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-2645298586497041242</id><published>2008-10-03T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:30:24.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac-n-Cheese!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaNzzgaTRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AuAoEmcbdzI/s1600-h/IMG_8371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaNzzgaTRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AuAoEmcbdzI/s320/IMG_8371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253041936513256722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaN0DY9KFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bkH4wD0Wmu4/s1600-h/IMG_8370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaN0DY9KFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bkH4wD0Wmu4/s320/IMG_8370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253041940776953938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaN0dRpwUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1fLzpclHA4I/s1600-h/IMG_8369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaN0dRpwUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1fLzpclHA4I/s320/IMG_8369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253041947725644098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Mac can say Cheese! I didn't even tell him to say it. I just got the camera and he started smiling and saying Cheeeeeeese. You can almost hear him saying it while looking at a couple of these pictures. &lt;div&gt;       He also said "kitty" when there was a white cat in our front yard the other day too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-2645298586497041242?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2645298586497041242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=2645298586497041242' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/2645298586497041242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/2645298586497041242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/mac-n-cheese.html' title='Mac-n-Cheese!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaNzzgaTRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AuAoEmcbdzI/s72-c/IMG_8371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-612073629383214778</id><published>2008-10-03T14:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:23:55.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" You are my sunshine...."</title><content type='html'>This past week there was a special moment. I'm blogging about it, because it is one of those things that your kid does that you don't want to forget. I was tucking Titus into bed (probably for the 3rd time that night). He asked that I sing him a song (the only person who ever request my singing!)    So the other night we sang "you are my sunshine". He was singing along with me and when it came to "you'll never know dear, how much I love you...." Titus said, You'll never know mommy, how much I love you...."      It was a moment that's for sure.  I loved it of course. I just hope, that even when he is older and his voice has gotten lower, that I will always be able to hear his adorable little boy voice in my head.....   "you'll never know T how much I love you, so please don't take my sunshine away!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-612073629383214778?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/612073629383214778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=612073629383214778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/612073629383214778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/612073629383214778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='&quot; You are my sunshine....&quot;'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-4915770053699867012</id><published>2008-10-03T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:09:35.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaJven6kbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E6pya1X82us/s1600-h/IMG_8377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaJven6kbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E6pya1X82us/s320/IMG_8377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253037464141599154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My handsome boys! &lt;div&gt;Looks like Titus is part pirate! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think they are all starting to look more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like each other. Handsome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-4915770053699867012?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4915770053699867012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=4915770053699867012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4915770053699867012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4915770053699867012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-handsome-boys-looks-like-titus-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaJven6kbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E6pya1X82us/s72-c/IMG_8377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-5106132104868753532</id><published>2008-10-03T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:06:25.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaIuzhoz5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/xV_oTrUlbVY/s1600-h/IMG_8358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaIuzhoz5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/xV_oTrUlbVY/s320/IMG_8358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253036353060917138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaGTa2vV1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/SC3-uHonr50/s1600-h/IMG_8354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaGTa2vV1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/SC3-uHonr50/s320/IMG_8354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253033683558815570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaGThNX1yI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NSvVUWWmu0M/s1600-h/IMG_8357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaGThNX1yI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NSvVUWWmu0M/s320/IMG_8357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253033685264357154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mac likes to fall on the big pillows and roll off of them. He just cracks up at himself, he thinks it's so much fun!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I'm not sure what kind of face this is that he is making here?! He definitely has quite a few different expressions! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-5106132104868753532?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5106132104868753532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=5106132104868753532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/5106132104868753532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/5106132104868753532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/playing-around.html' title='Playing around'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SOaIuzhoz5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/xV_oTrUlbVY/s72-c/IMG_8358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-9111278901669659460</id><published>2008-09-17T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:59:45.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SNHLIpBZzSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/tPHrao3gm5k/s1600-h/IMG_8322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SNHLIpBZzSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/tPHrao3gm5k/s320/IMG_8322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247198390174469410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at about 5:30 I was getting dinner ready. Jeremy wasn't home and Titus and Mac were playing in the living room. Mac started crying, the hurt cry. So I ran into the living room and didn't want to move him at first because I could tell he was hurt. Titus said "I didn't push him mommy." But I didn't see what happened and I didn't get details of what did happen from Mac or Titus.  He could have possibly been trying to climb the entertainment center and fell, I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the after hours clinic and Mac got some x-rays.&lt;br /&gt;He has a fracture in the fibula which is the bone connecting the ankle and knee. This picture is him when we got home from the doctor's. He looks pitiful!  I feel bad for Mac, but I have to admit that it was fun having him cuddle with me for about 3 hours. The splint &amp;amp; tylenol has helped his leg feel better already.  With Mac getting all this attention I hope Titus doesn't try to break his leg too!&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/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SNHQy4UgRPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8bzZkS9PwAs/s1600-h/IMG_8326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SNHQy4UgRPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8bzZkS9PwAs/s320/IMG_8326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247204613393761522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is when Titus and Jeremy came home and saw him. Mac was happy to see them and was feeling a little better!  He had just woke up from about an hour nap. He was worn out from all the crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-9111278901669659460?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9111278901669659460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=9111278901669659460' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/9111278901669659460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/9111278901669659460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SNHLIpBZzSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/tPHrao3gm5k/s72-c/IMG_8322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-8316314313830337061</id><published>2008-08-07T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:56:02.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtC1svqlYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4Ibi1afky7c/s1600-h/IMG_8025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtC1svqlYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4Ibi1afky7c/s320/IMG_8025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231848882432546178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtC1tXJDeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vzbZRnI_E84/s1600-h/IMG_8026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtC1tXJDeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vzbZRnI_E84/s320/IMG_8026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231848882598120930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy had a great idea (surprising I know). I'm teasing he has lots of good ideas. But he was like why don't you and Titus go on a date. Of course. That was a great idea. So he took Titus to the store before our date and T picked out a couple roses for me. Jeremy helped Titus get all ready for our date. Titus showered, put a button up shirt on, his nice shoes, and some of his daddy's cologne. Jeremy put the cash for our movie in his pocket. He showed Titus how to open my car door and we were off on our date. We went and saw a movie, Titus paid. What a gentleman I have for a son. I know it's because he's got a wonderful Dad to learn from. Thank you Jeremy and Titus for a wonderful time. I love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-8316314313830337061?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8316314313830337061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=8316314313830337061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/8316314313830337061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/8316314313830337061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/titus-me.html' title='Titus &amp; Me'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtC1svqlYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4Ibi1afky7c/s72-c/IMG_8025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-6957537825193014388</id><published>2008-08-07T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:38:21.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtA9nFUtnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CdT-G3aWn8g/s1600-h/IMG_8011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtA9nFUtnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CdT-G3aWn8g/s320/IMG_8011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231846819328472690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtA-B_wc7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/imcaFNwtjRY/s1600-h/IMG_8005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtA-B_wc7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/imcaFNwtjRY/s320/IMG_8005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231846826552882098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtA-Ktl4aI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uLXB30gDKYc/s1600-h/IMG_7997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtA-Ktl4aI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uLXB30gDKYc/s320/IMG_7997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231846828892610978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times in the Summertime '08&lt;br /&gt;The boys love to get in the hot tub to cool off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-6957537825193014388?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6957537825193014388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=6957537825193014388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/6957537825193014388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/6957537825193014388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-times-in-summertime-08-boys-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJtA9nFUtnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CdT-G3aWn8g/s72-c/IMG_8011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-4145707517914867170</id><published>2008-08-07T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:24:07.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac David</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJs7nwbTkpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xxzO67qfJMM/s1600-h/IMG_8083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJs7nwbTkpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xxzO67qfJMM/s320/IMG_8083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231840946321330834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJs7oNV7rxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/o18Wca_MJXY/s1600-h/IMG_8084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJs7oNV7rxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/o18Wca_MJXY/s320/IMG_8084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231840954083421970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So the other night Jeremy and I were watching tv and the boys were playing. Here is our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Where's Mac?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: I don't know, I'll go check on him.&lt;br /&gt;(About 20 seconds later), Kristi, Get in here!!  Here is where we found Mac.   How he got up there we aren't totally sure, but he must have climbed up the toilet to the counter.  His new nickname now instead of Macky David is now Monkey David.  What is funny to us is that he is better at climbing than he is at walking. He is walking more each day, but he still prefers to crawl.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Mac.... I better go find that cute monkey!&lt;br /&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/21288425-4145707517914867170?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4145707517914867170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=4145707517914867170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4145707517914867170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4145707517914867170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/mac-david.html' title='Mac David'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SJs7nwbTkpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xxzO67qfJMM/s72-c/IMG_8083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-6903199223429742299</id><published>2008-07-09T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T15:13:53.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Titus has been saying things lately that amaze me sometimes. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;This morning it was just me and him eating breakfast together at the table. He was staring out the window and we were just talking. I was reading my Bible and came across John 3:16 so I read it to Titus. He is pretty smart and is learning a lot of Bible stories from church. He talks about Jesus sometimes, so I thought  he might know that Jesus died on a cross. So I asked him," What did Jesus do for you?" Titus answered, "He gave me a hug."       AAAAWWWWW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-6903199223429742299?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6903199223429742299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=6903199223429742299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/6903199223429742299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/6903199223429742299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/titus-has-been-saying-things-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-3937434915340454161</id><published>2008-04-13T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T13:06:27.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T is for 3</title><content type='html'>Titus had a fun superman birthday party! All the boys at the party looked cute in their superman masks. We had fun. We ate pizza, sang happy birthday, ate cake &amp;amp; icecream, opened presents and  blew bubbles outside. Then Titus wanted everyone to let a helium balloon fly away outside. So all the kids had a balloon and let it go into the sky. It was a windy day so the balloons were out of sight so fast. The wind took them straight south so that made the house in the way of us seeing them. It was funny. Oh and zach had an amazing catch of Caleb's balloon before it was time to let them go. I've never seen him move so fast. He had superman reflexes, it was probably the help of the mask he was still wearing. Just kidding. But he did catch a balloon that was let go prematurely.&lt;br /&gt;        Most importantly Titus had a wonderful day. We loved watching his face light up. He had fun with his friends and loved getting new toys. He loved every minute of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-3937434915340454161?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3937434915340454161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=3937434915340454161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3937434915340454161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3937434915340454161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/t-is-for-3.html' title='T is for 3'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-4547801976530685621</id><published>2008-04-13T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:55:54.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbows</title><content type='html'>Last night on our way to church it was sprinkling outside. When we were all getting out of the car and walking up to church we saw two beautiful rainbows. They were beautiful and the kind where you could see the entire rainbow from end to end. It was neat. But even crazier was that we picked Titus up from his class and his project that he made was a plastic bowl with both of the ends of different colored pipe cleaners stuck in it. They were rainbows! The bowl had a sticker on it that talked about Noah &amp;amp; the rainbow. We thought it was pretty cool. God is pretty cool like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-4547801976530685621?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4547801976530685621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=4547801976530685621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4547801976530685621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4547801976530685621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/rainbows.html' title='Rainbows'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-3974183384672960055</id><published>2008-04-03T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:53:55.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too sweet</title><content type='html'>This morning right when Titus woke up he was talking to me. I asked him if he had sweet dreams and what he dreamed about (i know you aren't supposed to tell your dreams before breakfast), but He answered that he dreamed about Jesus. I thought awww!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-3974183384672960055?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3974183384672960055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=3974183384672960055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3974183384672960055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3974183384672960055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/too-sweet.html' title='Too sweet'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-2038876871504496424</id><published>2008-03-27T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:43:01.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It happened</title><content type='html'>I've always heard stories of this happening and today it happened. We were finishing up lunch, (Titus, Mac &amp;amp; I). Titus said, "The cheese is up my nose mommy!"  Oh no i thought, this is not good. I told him to blow and instead he sniffs (no good!) I look and sure enough a piece of cheddar cheese is up there. I went and got tweezers. I got a chunk out but had to get a flashlight to make sure I had gotten it all. I think I got it all. If something smells like it's rotting in about a week I'll know what it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-2038876871504496424?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2038876871504496424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=2038876871504496424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/2038876871504496424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/2038876871504496424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-happened.html' title='It happened'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-2716735683542637873</id><published>2008-03-07T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T17:29:40.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R9HqaEYLy9I/AAAAAAAAADs/vG22KQ5o49Q/s1600-h/IMG_6820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175175180398087122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R9HqaEYLy9I/AAAAAAAAADs/vG22KQ5o49Q/s200/IMG_6820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R9HqckYLy-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/e2K7QkcYE2c/s1600-h/IMG_6821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175175223347760098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R9HqckYLy-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/e2K7QkcYE2c/s200/IMG_6821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R9Hqd0YLy_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/XrEbC7agvC8/s1600-h/IMG_6822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175175244822596594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R9Hqd0YLy_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/XrEbC7agvC8/s200/IMG_6822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                 We got to celebrate my birthday by going out to my restaurant of choice. We are celebrating a little early because Jeremy &amp;amp; I won't be together on the actual day. We had a fun time tonight. My boys looked good. They all had a collared shirt on, which in our fam is dressing up a little. We all looked good, then went out for yummy mexican. It was delicious as always. The boys were good and we had fun. Thanks boys! Happy Birthday to me!!   Oh yeah, and before we left to go out, Jeremy told Titus we are going out for mommy's birthday. And Titus sang "Happy Birthday" to me. He also said he got me balloons and a cake (he didn't, that was from a video he watches.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-2716735683542637873?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2716735683542637873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=2716735683542637873' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/2716735683542637873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/2716735683542637873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-got-to-celebrate-my-birthday-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R9HqaEYLy9I/AAAAAAAAADs/vG22KQ5o49Q/s72-c/IMG_6820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-1150650572320529976</id><published>2008-02-11T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T14:11:25.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty stinkin' cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R7DG4AWBm7I/AAAAAAAAADU/O3zHgpDHt48/s1600-h/IMG_6485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165847438061312946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R7DG4AWBm7I/AAAAAAAAADU/O3zHgpDHt48/s200/IMG_6485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being a mom is so fun. It makes it even more fun when your kids are cute. I think my job is a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R7DG5AWBm8I/AAAAAAAAADc/N6TyrezkunE/s1600-h/IMG_6467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165847455241182146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R7DG5AWBm8I/AAAAAAAAADc/N6TyrezkunE/s200/IMG_6467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R7DG5gWBm9I/AAAAAAAAADk/Ow76wZTlapI/s1600-h/IMG_6603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165847463831116754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R7DG5gWBm9I/AAAAAAAAADk/Ow76wZTlapI/s200/IMG_6603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-1150650572320529976?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1150650572320529976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=1150650572320529976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1150650572320529976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1150650572320529976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/pretty-stinkin-cute.html' title='Pretty stinkin&apos; cute'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R7DG4AWBm7I/AAAAAAAAADU/O3zHgpDHt48/s72-c/IMG_6485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-4789378865816189849</id><published>2008-02-11T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:52:52.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't He Wonderful?</title><content type='html'>wonderful isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;  Jeremy took me out this weekend on a date. We decided to celebrate valentine's day early. We are so in love we just couldn't wait till v-day :)&lt;br /&gt;That isn't really why celebrated early, we went this weekend because we had a free sitter this weekend (jeremy's mom).&lt;br /&gt;  Anyways. Jeremy planned the date and it was a total surprise. We had so much fun. We went to Enid,OK.  Now we didn't have a blast because Enid is a hopping town. We had fun because we totally got to reminisce and talk about our life and how it was 7 years ago when we first moved to Enid. Jeremy and I moved there very shortly after we got married. We lived there almost 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;   Jeremy made reservations at a nice restaurant we used to eat at with our 80 year old friends. We enjoyed our dinner while listening to the same piano player who was there 7 years ago. He is really good.&lt;br /&gt;   After dinner we went to our old neighborhood and we took the walk that we had taken many times before. We took walks all the time while we lived there, there wasn't much else to do! We drove around town and just got to talk and hang out. Jeremy surprised me with a wonderful date. He is wonderful. Thanks Babe. I love you too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-4789378865816189849?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4789378865816189849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=4789378865816189849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4789378865816189849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4789378865816189849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/isnt-he-wonderful.html' title='Isn&apos;t He Wonderful?'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-7344593760417186638</id><published>2007-12-18T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T12:45:49.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Claus is Coming to Town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gsMcvBWpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/R0SMj8JSdMY/s1600-h/IMG_6035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145411166654257810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gsMcvBWpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/R0SMj8JSdMY/s200/IMG_6035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gsCMvBWoI/AAAAAAAAACs/1owUgiF-dr4/s1600-h/IMG_6034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145410990560598658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gsCMvBWoI/AAAAAAAAACs/1owUgiF-dr4/s200/IMG_6034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are excited for Christmas here at our house! Today the boys got to see Santa! Titus rambled a long story to Santa while he sat on his lap. It was pretty funny. We don't know what he was saying, but the last words were "tennis ball."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa asked titus what he really wanted for Christmas andT was posing for the camera and answered, "Cheese." Santa thought it was funny that he wanted cheese for Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mac was just chilling there on Santa's lap. He would have fallen asleep there if he held him much longer. Santa loved holding Mac. Santa said he wanted to keep holding him, he was being such a good baby.&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/21288425-7344593760417186638?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7344593760417186638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=7344593760417186638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/7344593760417186638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/7344593760417186638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/santa-claus-is-coming-to-town.html' title='Santa Claus is Coming to Town!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gsMcvBWpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/R0SMj8JSdMY/s72-c/IMG_6035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-5052993121425494226</id><published>2007-12-18T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T12:13:15.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus' world view</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gpicvBWnI/AAAAAAAAACk/2J5X_pE6_RE/s1600-h/IMG_5881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145408246076496498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gpicvBWnI/AAAAAAAAACk/2J5X_pE6_RE/s200/IMG_5881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gpXsvBWmI/AAAAAAAAACc/jRPCLfGupw0/s1600-h/IMG_5879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145408061392902754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gpXsvBWmI/AAAAAAAAACc/jRPCLfGupw0/s200/IMG_5879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gpM8vBWlI/AAAAAAAAACU/IvwJVM59Jh8/s1600-h/IMG_5871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145407876709309010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gpM8vBWlI/AAAAAAAAACU/IvwJVM59Jh8/s200/IMG_5871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gpDsvBWkI/AAAAAAAAACM/ATUW9FnA_ys/s1600-h/IMG_5866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145407717795519042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gpDsvBWkI/AAAAAAAAACM/ATUW9FnA_ys/s200/IMG_5866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gog8vBWiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BxinGLByutc/s1600-h/IMG_5856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145407120795064866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="212" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gog8vBWiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BxinGLByutc/s320/IMG_5856.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gowMvBWjI/AAAAAAAAACE/xHjO225JbOQ/s1600-h/IMG_5859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145407382788069938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gowMvBWjI/AAAAAAAAACE/xHjO225JbOQ/s320/IMG_5859.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Titus gets to play with our camera sometimes. It's usually under our supervision. The other day he got a hold of it and walked around the house and just kept pushing the button. It is funny how they are in order of how he walked. It made me see his view from way down there. These pictures are all his photography work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-5052993121425494226?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5052993121425494226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=5052993121425494226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/5052993121425494226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/5052993121425494226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/titus-world-view.html' title='Titus&apos; world view'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R2gpicvBWnI/AAAAAAAAACk/2J5X_pE6_RE/s72-c/IMG_5881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-3638992271168193370</id><published>2007-11-26T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:35:33.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Thanksgiving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0s7odx3YvI/AAAAAAAAABc/0N6lUt_FEIY/s1600-h/IMG_5783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137265366320767730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0s7odx3YvI/AAAAAAAAABc/0N6lUt_FEIY/s320/IMG_5783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0s7o9x3YwI/AAAAAAAAABk/_lOiDC3SOy0/s1600-h/IMG_5785+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137265374910702338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0s7o9x3YwI/AAAAAAAAABk/_lOiDC3SOy0/s320/IMG_5785+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0s7pNx3YxI/AAAAAAAAABs/gIpbiWklg3Q/s1600-h/IMG_5809+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137265379205669650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0s7pNx3YxI/AAAAAAAAABs/gIpbiWklg3Q/s320/IMG_5809+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Thanksgiving was fun! Hopefully yours was too. Thank you God for everything, especially our families, our health, and Your Love.&lt;br /&gt;    Here are some pictures of our day.&lt;br /&gt;Mac w/ his great grandma, our family, Jeremy w/ his dad, bro, &amp;amp; sis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-3638992271168193370?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3638992271168193370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=3638992271168193370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3638992271168193370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/3638992271168193370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/our-thanksgiving.html' title='Our Thanksgiving...'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0s7odx3YvI/AAAAAAAAABc/0N6lUt_FEIY/s72-c/IMG_5783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-2230656424611418998</id><published>2007-11-26T12:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:28:15.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new little niece</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0s6YNx3YuI/AAAAAAAAABU/iegNTJkocTE/s1600-h/IMG_5852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137263987636265698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0s6YNx3YuI/AAAAAAAAABU/iegNTJkocTE/s320/IMG_5852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her name is Alyssa Michelle Garcia. It is Jeremy's sister's baby. Congrats to them! She is a sweetie, only 4 weeks old. I am privileged that her middle name is named after my middle name. (That's what i tell myself anyway) :0 Her mom &amp;amp; I have the same middle name so it isn't after me at all, but i think it's funny to say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-2230656424611418998?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2230656424611418998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=2230656424611418998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/2230656424611418998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/2230656424611418998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-new-little-niece.html' title='My new little niece'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0s6YNx3YuI/AAAAAAAAABU/iegNTJkocTE/s72-c/IMG_5852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-1712918765541119880</id><published>2007-11-26T12:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:53:27.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0syNdx3YtI/AAAAAAAAABM/cy_hAz1cgkc/s1600-h/IMG_5782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137255006859649746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0syNdx3YtI/AAAAAAAAABM/cy_hAz1cgkc/s320/IMG_5782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the other day in kansas, we were walking out of jeremy's mom's house to get into the car. There is a small patch of ice about 1ft. x 1ft. It is the only patch of ice on the entire drive way. Titus is definitely my son because he steps on the ice and totally wiped out landing on his butt with his feet flying up in the air. Pretty funny. Jeremy &amp;amp; I being great parents just laughed. He could have hit his head pretty hard, but luckily his thick coat he had on didn't let his head hit too hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-1712918765541119880?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1712918765541119880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=1712918765541119880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1712918765541119880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1712918765541119880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/ice-patch.html' title='Ice Patch'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/R0syNdx3YtI/AAAAAAAAABM/cy_hAz1cgkc/s72-c/IMG_5782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-6966600843089725013</id><published>2007-11-01T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T13:09:01.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus' Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Ryou2Lq7beI/AAAAAAAAABE/VJbonjr5ZLE/s1600-h/IMG_5288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127962634095390178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Ryou2Lq7beI/AAAAAAAAABE/VJbonjr5ZLE/s320/IMG_5288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Titus usually prays for us when we all sit down to eat dinner together. It usually makes Jeremy &amp;amp; I chuckle at what he prays for (he's usually just looking around the room praying for whatever he sees like the clock, or whatever design is on his cup.) But the other night we had to just laugh out loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To set up the story, T's favorite thing to watch right now is a Bob the Builder dvd. The theme song goes, Bob the Builder-can he fix it? Bob the Builder- Yes he can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Titus' prayer the other night went, "Jesus, thank you for the food, thank you for Bob the Builder, can he fix it? yes he can." Jeremy &amp;amp; I immediately looked up at each other and cracked up. I know it's one of those "guess you had to be there" moments, but it was cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-6966600843089725013?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6966600843089725013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=6966600843089725013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/6966600843089725013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/6966600843089725013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/titus-prayer.html' title='Titus&apos; Prayer'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/Ryou2Lq7beI/AAAAAAAAABE/VJbonjr5ZLE/s72-c/IMG_5288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-123478064293169655</id><published>2007-10-31T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:37:37.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RylMnrq7bdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/63AW85pM2vk/s1600-h/IMG_5546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127713895359409618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RylMnrq7bdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/63AW85pM2vk/s320/IMG_5546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Look it's Batman........... oh AND ROBIN! How cute!" This is what we kept hearing throughout the night, while we pushed Batman &amp;amp; Robin on their batmobile aka double stroller through the jack-o-lantern lit path at the okc zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman had fun getting treats from people, and Robin laid back and enjoyed the ride. People kept commenting on how good Robin kept his mask on. Not once did he even try to take it off. It was like he knew this was his chance to be incognito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-123478064293169655?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/123478064293169655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=123478064293169655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/123478064293169655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/123478064293169655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RylMnrq7bdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/63AW85pM2vk/s72-c/IMG_5546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-7845292285997196822</id><published>2007-10-08T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T18:38:12.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloon</title><content type='html'>I've been sitting in the back seat with my boys this weekend because my Jeremy's dad is in town and when we go places i give him the front seat. So on our way to church saturday night. Titus was pointing and said balloon. Well there weren't any balloons that we passed driving down the road. I soon realized that i had blown a bubble with my gum and he saw it and called it a balloon. It made me smile. He is so cute. Of course he wanted me to do it again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-7845292285997196822?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7845292285997196822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=7845292285997196822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/7845292285997196822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/7845292285997196822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/balloon.html' title='Balloon'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-5708256601380984276</id><published>2007-09-29T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T15:26:11.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Mac &amp;amp; T both have had some major milestones in their lives this past week. Titus has gone number 2 in the toilet a few times in a row now. YEAH!!! And Baby Mac rolled over by himself for the first time also. YEAH!!!  So my boys are getting bigger; it is very exciting. It's also about time to have another baby then I guess. Not really (don't get too excited there grandmas)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;   So the other day when Mac rolled over it was cool. He had rolled half of the way (he was on his side) and he was trying to roll all the way over. I was standing behind him cheering him on, "Come on Mac you can do it, roll over!" He was trying to see me so he pushed with his little foot and rolled the rest of the way over. It was so exciting for some reason. I was cheering, " YEAH Mac! Way to go!" I was so proud of him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;   As of Titus and pooping in the toilet, he thinks it's pretty cool. He gets icecream when he does it. So of course now he is straining to get some poop out everytime he goes to the bathroom. He's actually in there right now trying to get something out, even though he's already pooped 2 1/2 times today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-5708256601380984276?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5708256601380984276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=5708256601380984276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/5708256601380984276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/5708256601380984276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/09/milestones.html' title='Milestones'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-1667226269084099310</id><published>2007-09-19T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:21:11.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going on Vacation!!</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited I get to go on a trip! going to Cali for my cousin's wedding. Taking my baby Mac and i get to see my parents, sister and brother, and lots of cousins i haven't seen for years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-1667226269084099310?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1667226269084099310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=1667226269084099310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1667226269084099310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/1667226269084099310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/09/going-on-vacation.html' title='Going on Vacation!!'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-6318976417631034637</id><published>2007-09-13T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:07:06.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Jeremy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RumhyKS4iUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kTUXhsBP9d0/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109793135357626690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RumhyKS4iUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kTUXhsBP9d0/s320/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's right he's mine, I know with this picture of jeremy with a nice mustache is tempting for  a lot of women, but he's taken. HA HA! Actually i can't stand this picture of Jeremy, the picture is ok, but when he has a molestache in person he's always trying to kiss on me, and i won't kiss him. It just grosses me out, and he knows it too. When he took this picture of himself he put it as my screensaver on our computer. AAGGGHHH!!  My Jeremy is always making me laugh though. That is totally what attracted me to him, and also the reason that I married him. I know for a fact that when we are like 80 years old he'll still be hiding in a dark room behind the door and will jump out at me so i will scream my head off and he can laugh at me! He doesn't just chuckle at me when he scares me, he is rolling on the floor laughing at me so hard. I'm glad he thinks it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;   I remember one of the hardest times Jeremy and I laughed together was in college. We had been in the library on campus "studying" and Jeremy and i ran into someone we knew (a freshman guy who was really nice). Anyways the guy left his backpack on a table while looking for books, so Jeremy found a book and placed it in his bag.Meanwhile Jeremy and I went outside and sat on the bench to watch him come out. Well there is a sensor on the books and before going out the door of the library there is a little arm bar that you have to push out (it's about hip level). Well the book jeremy put in his bag (that he didn't know was in there) did not get desensored! So here goes the guy getting ready to walk out the door. So the little alarm went off and at the same time the arm bar locked and he ran right into it and totally racked himself!! We expected the alarm, but not for him to get racked. The look on his face was priceless. He was totally surprised! Jeremy and i were on the ground we were laughing so hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-6318976417631034637?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6318976417631034637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=6318976417631034637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/6318976417631034637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/6318976417631034637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-jeremy.html' title='My Jeremy'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RumhyKS4iUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kTUXhsBP9d0/s72-c/IMG_0402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-4731454002800670904</id><published>2007-09-13T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T13:24:58.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Titus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RumZkqS4iSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dCqsAL3Xx-0/s1600-h/IMG_4805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109784107336370466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RumZkqS4iSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dCqsAL3Xx-0/s320/IMG_4805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Titus aka T. He is so cute and I  have to say I think he is pretty smart too! He can sing most of the ABC's song with little help. He loves little yellow diggers (the tractors on construction sites that scoop up stuff). He likes these because his memaw bought him a pop up book named "Little Yellow Digger". Titus always points out trucks on the road while we are driving; he constantly has an eye out for a little yellow digger (kind of like me looking for an ice cream shop, i can spot them a mile away!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Titus is such a nice boy too. One thing he does is say "HI" to just about everybody he passes. At the gym when we are coming or going there is usually always someone else coming or going too. Well someone ends up usually holding the door for us because T can't open it yet, and i have my hands full holding Mac in his carseat. So anyways Titus always says thank you to the person who holds the door for us!  Today at Target he said "HI" to probably 5 people. They all said "HI" back. It made each one of those people smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Titus I love how you are not shy! Your personality is wonderful. You make me, your dad and Mac smile all the time. "Thank You!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-4731454002800670904?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4731454002800670904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=4731454002800670904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4731454002800670904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4731454002800670904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-titus.html' title='My Titus'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RumZkqS4iSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dCqsAL3Xx-0/s72-c/IMG_4805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-8867592328165700317</id><published>2007-09-12T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T13:35:27.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RumfBKS4iTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yFAJBkinH-I/s1600-h/IMG_4951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109790094520781106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RumfBKS4iTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yFAJBkinH-I/s320/IMG_4951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mac is absolutely so much fun! I think he's adorable and so MMMM... I just want to kiss his little face all day long. This is one of the best stages of a baby. Mac is getting used to the world, he knows his schedule and just seems to be enjoying life. He smiles everytime someone comes into the room. He loves getting the attention, which is making his big brother a little jealous. But Titus is a W-O-N-D-E-R-F-U-L big brother, seriously! T is really starting to have fun with Mac. His favorite things to do with Mac is give him bear hugs, slobbery kisses, and jump over him (he does it with his hands on the ground, and jumps over him with his knees.) It's not quite as scary as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac is wonderful, and I'm loving being his mom!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-8867592328165700317?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8867592328165700317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=8867592328165700317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/8867592328165700317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/8867592328165700317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-mac.html' title='My Mac'/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/RumfBKS4iTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yFAJBkinH-I/s72-c/IMG_4951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-4045270767582949154</id><published>2007-09-10T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:58:53.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay... so it's been a while....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To blog that is.&lt;br /&gt;  My friend lorren wrote a blog and it reminded me that i did too a long time ago so i thought i would blog again tonight! (her's are good though)&lt;br /&gt;  Life is good first of all (well most of the time!) A ton has changed in my life this past year. The year has flown by. I can't believe it is already September. Tonight Fall was in the air. I love the summer so i'm a little sad, but then again Autumn time means Christmas is around the corner. I Love Christmas. It's no longer because I'm excited about the gifts, but because I miss my family throughout the year. My brothers &amp; sister (and their kiddos), my parents, I miss them all right now! I can't wait to see them again. One day we might live in the same town and that would be a blast.&lt;br /&gt;   This blog had no rhyme or reason, i was just sharing my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;   I also am trying to enjoy each minute of life. A wonderful point in the message this weekend at church was that it is a blessing to have needs. It gave me a different perspective on my needs. It was a good message, like it always is at our church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-4045270767582949154?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4045270767582949154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=4045270767582949154' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4045270767582949154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/4045270767582949154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-113954320606793978</id><published>2006-02-09T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:46:46.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a Thursday pretty much like any other Thursday. I went to work at the church to do child care, we had lots of little babies, mine being one of them. I was just saying this morning to my friend whos baby was clapping that Titus hasn't clapped his hands yet. Guess who started clapping his hands today? He clapped quite a few times through out the day. He was doing it like he had been doing it for years:) He's funny... it was like he heard me say that comment this morning and just wanted to show me up! He also pushed off and stood all by himself today too for the first time. He is just getting big! He's a lot of fun! Jeremy &amp;amp; I can video tape him and then we just turn around and watch it right after we record him. We really can't get enough of him!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the child, he is fussing now and ready for bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-113954320606793978?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/113954320606793978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=113954320606793978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/113954320606793978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/113954320606793978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-thursday-pretty-much-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-113868679483125921</id><published>2006-01-30T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T21:53:14.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/801/2152/1600/IMG_0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/801/2152/320/IMG_0386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Camp was a good time had by all! The weekend went pretty well. Jeremy did a great job organizing the 150 people that went. He always does a wonderful job organizing the cabins and all the transportation of cars and trucks up the hill. Only two students went to the hospital, that isn't bad for all the tubing and sledding that went on. It snowed all day on Saturday, and there was already lots of snow up there, it made it a beautiful view. Ken our senior pastor did a good job with the services, i know God used him big time to speak to the students. He really got on their level and gave them practical life applications to help their selfworth and others selfworth.&lt;br /&gt;   We are a blessed family to get to serve God by working with jr. high &amp;amp; highschool students. We hope this weekend not only was a good time, but that God changed lives! He is awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-113868679483125921?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/113868679483125921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=113868679483125921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/113868679483125921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/113868679483125921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2006/01/winter-camp-was-good-time-had-by-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-113825680942850975</id><published>2006-01-25T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:26:49.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Winter Camp with lots of jr. &amp; sr. High students.... Isn't that what most people want to do with their weekend? That is what Jeremy and I get to do this weekend. We leave Friday and come back on Sunday. It will be different this year seeing we are taking titus with us. He can't walk yet so i don't have to worry about getting him snow boots and snow pants, but i hope that he does stay warm and that i don't fall while carrying him. There is probably a foot or two of snow up there and in front of all the buildings it is always ice covered. i went 2 yrs ago and fell atleast 5 times. I didn't go last year because i was pregnant with titus and knew it probably wasn't safe for me to. This year there are about 140 people going. i hope that everyone has a good time and that the students will really connect with God and each other.&lt;br /&gt; I'll blog after camp with how it all went!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-113825680942850975?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/113825680942850975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=113825680942850975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/113825680942850975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/113825680942850975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2006/01/winter-camp-with-lots-of-jr.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21288425.post-113782766958674573</id><published>2006-01-20T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T23:14:29.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>January the 20th.... mark it down. I'm becoming a professional blogger! My husband is a wonderful person and husband. He is a great dad to our lovely son.&lt;br /&gt;  One example of what a great guy my husband is, he made us a delicious chicago stuffed pizza for dinner tonight. This isn't just an ordinary pizza you just throw into the oven. No, it takes a couple hours to make and flour is all in your hair and in your fingernails (well not that bad, but it is messy). Titus our 9 month old even had it all over him from rolling around on the kitchen floor! He looked cute and dirty! Titus also spilled over the sugar dish that was on the floor. It was on the floor because we needed all of the counter space to roll out the dough.  All of this mess was going on while we were trying to get our dinner made and the house picked up because we had company coming over. We invited a couple guys from our church over for dinner. They had never been here before. We all had fun just hanging out talking. They really seemed to like the pizza and the sweet tea. Yup, good ol' sweet tea! You can't find good sweet tea out here in cali. I have to make it myself. My mom taught me well.&lt;br /&gt;  Well i will have to give credit to my father-in-law Jim for getting me into this profession of blogging Hee Hee!! He is really good at it. I noticed his times for posting blogs are done at around 5:00 am. How he types and thinks of sentences at that time of the night blows my mind. I don't think you will ever see a posting from me at that time. But Jim has some really good blogs....Way to go Jim!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21288425-113782766958674573?l=titusmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/feeds/113782766958674573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21288425&amp;postID=113782766958674573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/113782766958674573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21288425/posts/default/113782766958674573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titusmom.blogspot.com/2006/01/january-20th.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09226705874091285713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHFJLb70Wcg/SXo-K0ks15I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TM7dV1ecr5s/S220/IMG_9118.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
