<?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-9070297613507748747</id><updated>2011-10-06T19:26:23.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Robinson Bunch</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to our Blog!!....we are a fun, bunch of goof balls. Nate and I have been married SEVEN years! we have two amazing little boys named Coby and Chase who are the lights of our lives and one sweet princess Caitlyn Marie to melt all our hearts. we love our little family so much and we can't wait to see what the future has in store for us. keep checkin back so see what our crazy little family is up to!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-1468743271426045901</id><published>2011-06-19T11:17:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T13:00:09.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a Great Daddy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is a man who.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wMK1hwdLrtQ/Tf4y3rIUoII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/BooUun8ldvA/s1600/56620013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wMK1hwdLrtQ/Tf4y3rIUoII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/BooUun8ldvA/s320/56620013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619985317056782466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;has the BEST sense of humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSwDUJjI2hI/Tf4y3EbH7cI/AAAAAAAAAwI/CGQnM37fVKs/s1600/56590017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSwDUJjI2hI/Tf4y3EbH7cI/AAAAAAAAAwI/CGQnM37fVKs/s320/56590017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619985306666659266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves his daddys girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jluryy_zcAY/Tf4y2S644qI/AAAAAAAAAwA/uaURv2X-l5Y/s1600/P1000148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jluryy_zcAY/Tf4y2S644qI/AAAAAAAAAwA/uaURv2X-l5Y/s320/P1000148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619985293378118306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humors his wife with picture taking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wx4O1bzf_Rk/Tf4y14J6A1I/AAAAAAAAAv4/iJk4Tg_zq0M/s1600/6.12.11%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wx4O1bzf_Rk/Tf4y14J6A1I/AAAAAAAAAv4/iJk4Tg_zq0M/s320/6.12.11%2B015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619985286193349458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;has been married 7 good years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbG7fb7pW8Q/Tf4y39OC2FI/AAAAAAAAAwY/hUXBfIWAmlo/s1600/56700008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbG7fb7pW8Q/Tf4y39OC2FI/AAAAAAAAAwY/hUXBfIWAmlo/s320/56700008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619985321912621138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my very best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWLZqyQ29tc/Tf4xZV2DoAI/AAAAAAAAAvo/6_QOxVCW6zU/s1600/6.8.11%2B287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWLZqyQ29tc/Tf4xZV2DoAI/AAAAAAAAAvo/6_QOxVCW6zU/s320/6.8.11%2B287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619983696435322882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Q-f9OI00Qw/Tf4xZLM0tzI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uwAIBnxzoTw/s1600/6.8.11%2B283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Q-f9OI00Qw/Tf4xZLM0tzI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uwAIBnxzoTw/s320/6.8.11%2B283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619983693578024754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves taking his boys to the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTWLH8KQcT0/Tf4xYTagPxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xgLuUjHL5jQ/s1600/mar.%2Bapr.2011%2B337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTWLH8KQcT0/Tf4xYTagPxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xgLuUjHL5jQ/s320/mar.%2Bapr.2011%2B337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619983678603018002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can be cheesy just like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bs1muKQKLWY/Tf4xaDXuUjI/AAAAAAAAAvw/NULJKL9hj3w/s1600/6.8.11%2B295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bs1muKQKLWY/Tf4xaDXuUjI/AAAAAAAAAvw/NULJKL9hj3w/s320/6.8.11%2B295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619983708656128562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WvjQrXcXfes/Tf4vv3aZ6LI/AAAAAAAAAvI/fpNgbbM0QR4/s1600/Nate%2527s%2B30th%2Band%2Bothers%2B077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WvjQrXcXfes/Tf4vv3aZ6LI/AAAAAAAAAvI/fpNgbbM0QR4/s320/Nate%2527s%2B30th%2Band%2Bothers%2B077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619981884380014770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves teaching his children new things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-om0CZUtFFgA/Tf4vvTuqJFI/AAAAAAAAAvA/ksn8ey4FH7c/s1600/Nate%2527s%2B30th%2Band%2Bothers%2B054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-om0CZUtFFgA/Tf4vvTuqJFI/AAAAAAAAAvA/ksn8ey4FH7c/s320/Nate%2527s%2B30th%2Band%2Bothers%2B054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619981874801288274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1y3YRVM4rNY/Tf4vuc2fg_I/AAAAAAAAAu4/0H9NP48-1m8/s1600/nov.%2Bdec.%2Bjan.2010-2011%2B183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1y3YRVM4rNY/Tf4vuc2fg_I/AAAAAAAAAu4/0H9NP48-1m8/s320/nov.%2Bdec.%2Bjan.2010-2011%2B183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619981860070196210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gets excited about new toys just like his kids do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vReL04dYcjo/Tf4vwSU3jNI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/om7pI4nMNHE/s1600/Nate%2527s%2B30th%2Band%2Bothers%2B103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vReL04dYcjo/Tf4vwSU3jNI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/om7pI4nMNHE/s320/Nate%2527s%2B30th%2Band%2Bothers%2B103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619981891604548818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A4ApO_5rboM/Tf4sBxyjDvI/AAAAAAAAAuo/ny-36sxTjjg/s1600/CIMG4858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A4ApO_5rboM/Tf4sBxyjDvI/AAAAAAAAAuo/ny-36sxTjjg/s320/CIMG4858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619977794061799154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves his princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VauvyFsdPIc/Tf4sBCO7qlI/AAAAAAAAAug/Y3WZ_4gNmo8/s1600/CIMG4853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VauvyFsdPIc/Tf4sBCO7qlI/AAAAAAAAAug/Y3WZ_4gNmo8/s320/CIMG4853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619977781295950418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snKq98YLEyk/Tf4sAkv_1NI/AAAAAAAAAuY/EGmXyjxA3UU/s1600/feb.mar.apr%2B181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snKq98YLEyk/Tf4sAkv_1NI/AAAAAAAAAuY/EGmXyjxA3UU/s320/feb.mar.apr%2B181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619977773381571794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aol6WBWW_Fk/Tf4sAD5KePI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/hthZmXhNA8M/s1600/feb.mar.apr%2B177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aol6WBWW_Fk/Tf4sAD5KePI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/hthZmXhNA8M/s320/feb.mar.apr%2B177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619977764561647858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wpZTF6y_hns/Tf4sCpnn9qI/AAAAAAAAAuw/y5IzByFZCqE/s1600/56560001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wpZTF6y_hns/Tf4sCpnn9qI/AAAAAAAAAuw/y5IzByFZCqE/s320/56560001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619977809048368802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves his family and old beater trucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J5gxdbL9jTU/Tf4rEHFq0ZI/AAAAAAAAAuA/8JUN9J76LCE/s1600/feb.mar.apr%2B156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J5gxdbL9jTU/Tf4rEHFq0ZI/AAAAAAAAAuA/8JUN9J76LCE/s320/feb.mar.apr%2B156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619976734627254674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has a tender heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dwik6q_Q5E8/Tf4rDNw1jKI/AAAAAAAAAt4/XHFIwYkKAWY/s1600/feb.mar.apr%2B145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dwik6q_Q5E8/Tf4rDNw1jKI/AAAAAAAAAt4/XHFIwYkKAWY/s320/feb.mar.apr%2B145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619976719239056546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves his Chasers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eK96hxzUs2s/Tf4rCsIzpnI/AAAAAAAAAtw/9_CkuLIoVss/s1600/jan.feb2010%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eK96hxzUs2s/Tf4rCsIzpnI/AAAAAAAAAtw/9_CkuLIoVss/s320/jan.feb2010%2B026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619976710212789874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAOaT543QK8/Tf4rEms9zXI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lKgMEgnyq5o/s1600/feb.mar.apr%2B172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAOaT543QK8/Tf4rEms9zXI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lKgMEgnyq5o/s320/feb.mar.apr%2B172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619976743113575794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;works hard and is the BEST Nurse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNNgdUETQ_s/Tf4pvzcSU_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/A69nLv1M7JM/s1600/sept.oct.09%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNNgdUETQ_s/Tf4pvzcSU_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/A69nLv1M7JM/s320/sept.oct.09%2B014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619975286244398066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a fantastic brother-in-law LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1n-KlPOvas/Tf4pvTnxUUI/AAAAAAAAAtY/F_pIWdGrUT8/s1600/aug-sept.2009%2B149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1n-KlPOvas/Tf4pvTnxUUI/AAAAAAAAAtY/F_pIWdGrUT8/s320/aug-sept.2009%2B149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619975277702631746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves anything outdoors related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5VnnmE6W7I/Tf4pu4qa5jI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/6FOvZoN45p0/s1600/aug-sept.2009%2B138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5VnnmE6W7I/Tf4pu4qa5jI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/6FOvZoN45p0/s320/aug-sept.2009%2B138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619975270465988146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--A5wnFk0nbI/Tf4pwEPRfHI/AAAAAAAAAto/Q_ekDyh4H6o/s1600/sept.oct.09%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--A5wnFk0nbI/Tf4pwEPRfHI/AAAAAAAAAto/Q_ekDyh4H6o/s320/sept.oct.09%2B016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619975290753219698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TzDRISDnS-0/Tf4oK2OwUUI/AAAAAAAAAtA/hXV-Lz7YVJk/s1600/new.pics%2B058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TzDRISDnS-0/Tf4oK2OwUUI/AAAAAAAAAtA/hXV-Lz7YVJk/s320/new.pics%2B058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619973551826161986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a great brother and friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxJcs-ByLZ4/Tf4oKW2VAvI/AAAAAAAAAs4/u3Fb6-Zon-8/s1600/new.pics%2B045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxJcs-ByLZ4/Tf4oKW2VAvI/AAAAAAAAAs4/u3Fb6-Zon-8/s320/new.pics%2B045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619973543402210034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves baths!~ hahaha, he will kill me for this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmfpoZwY1qc/Tf4oJx90kdI/AAAAAAAAAsw/LJ5mBJ3zQ1k/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmfpoZwY1qc/Tf4oJx90kdI/AAAAAAAAAsw/LJ5mBJ3zQ1k/s320/134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619973533501526482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takes such pride in being a father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YuaT9nvs3Yw/Tf4oLYcgIeI/AAAAAAAAAtI/vTP5de4kOSw/s1600/aug-sept.2009%2B078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YuaT9nvs3Yw/Tf4oLYcgIeI/AAAAAAAAAtI/vTP5de4kOSw/s320/aug-sept.2009%2B078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619973561010627042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hR64c5UU2qg/Tf4nFad2lzI/AAAAAAAAAsg/vn83-Cy3huM/s1600/old.pics%2B698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hR64c5UU2qg/Tf4nFad2lzI/AAAAAAAAAsg/vn83-Cy3huM/s320/old.pics%2B698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619972358962321202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had surgery and massive kidney problems, yet returned to work and school 2 days after being discharged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uURHvrFkq1c/Tf4nE48ZmOI/AAAAAAAAAsY/bM6kEtrHUzQ/s1600/old.pics%2B606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uURHvrFkq1c/Tf4nE48ZmOI/AAAAAAAAAsY/bM6kEtrHUzQ/s320/old.pics%2B606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619972349963639010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just loves his boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jhQk9NF2lz0/Tf4nEeVvAGI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/AarsizZR-b0/s1600/old.pics%2B568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jhQk9NF2lz0/Tf4nEeVvAGI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/AarsizZR-b0/s320/old.pics%2B568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619972342822142050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5b_-ghE8-Q/Tf4nGFaUjuI/AAAAAAAAAso/3zlYg9CGQNg/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5b_-ghE8-Q/Tf4nGFaUjuI/AAAAAAAAAso/3zlYg9CGQNg/s320/108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619972370490232546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always excited to have another kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELCZjuAvR_k/Tf4luL0N5fI/AAAAAAAAAsA/cDqgcq1ykwk/s1600/old.pics%2B508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELCZjuAvR_k/Tf4luL0N5fI/AAAAAAAAAsA/cDqgcq1ykwk/s320/old.pics%2B508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619970860380972530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZHYV3qQmPs/Tf4ltdgGSZI/AAAAAAAAAr4/QAkyVkBmiO8/s1600/old.pics%2B248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZHYV3qQmPs/Tf4ltdgGSZI/AAAAAAAAAr4/QAkyVkBmiO8/s320/old.pics%2B248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619970847948556690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zkXZTZX-t5c/Tf4ltEGXuOI/AAAAAAAAArw/1uOMywFXpX8/s1600/old.pics%2B183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zkXZTZX-t5c/Tf4ltEGXuOI/AAAAAAAAArw/1uOMywFXpX8/s320/old.pics%2B183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619970841129760994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gPrVxmrO7I8/Tf4luj2QVlI/AAAAAAAAAsI/iqeekMVxRBY/s1600/old.pics%2B492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gPrVxmrO7I8/Tf4luj2QVlI/AAAAAAAAAsI/iqeekMVxRBY/s320/old.pics%2B492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619970866831971922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is an avid camper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMFYgKMEyPs/Tf4ki-TNmII/AAAAAAAAArg/SDDdovyt41s/s1600/old.pics%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMFYgKMEyPs/Tf4ki-TNmII/AAAAAAAAArg/SDDdovyt41s/s320/old.pics%2B044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619969568262690946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves Iowa and its four seasons and take pride in his massive snow men LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jR_O48CLt3k/Tf4kifcxGKI/AAAAAAAAArY/-DeYfu46VX4/s1600/old.pics%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jR_O48CLt3k/Tf4kifcxGKI/AAAAAAAAArY/-DeYfu46VX4/s320/old.pics%2B027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619969559981267106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrljL6PR23I/Tf4kjGDlOvI/AAAAAAAAAro/pJipWCNcqtQ/s1600/old.pics%2B164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrljL6PR23I/Tf4kjGDlOvI/AAAAAAAAAro/pJipWCNcqtQ/s320/old.pics%2B164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619969570344614642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves his Cobers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXv_ewjssGo/Tf4iqmE6MyI/AAAAAAAAArI/AyCc208Aouc/s1600/june%252Cjuly%2B049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXv_ewjssGo/Tf4iqmE6MyI/AAAAAAAAArI/AyCc208Aouc/s320/june%252Cjuly%2B049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619967500175946530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves the fourth of July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqTvcUh1YIo/Tf4iqGcxEGI/AAAAAAAAArA/BXids1D0rMk/s1600/june%252Cjuly%2B043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqTvcUh1YIo/Tf4iqGcxEGI/AAAAAAAAArA/BXids1D0rMk/s320/june%252Cjuly%2B043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619967491686076514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6oPDQwWhvQ/Tf4irLGQo8I/AAAAAAAAArQ/0Yw_6nt7nbE/s1600/family%2Bshots%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6oPDQwWhvQ/Tf4irLGQo8I/AAAAAAAAArQ/0Yw_6nt7nbE/s320/family%2Bshots%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619967510113723330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has a very strong work ethic and feels it is of the up-most importance that he teach his children to have one as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Fathers day to the most amazing, wonderful, loving, funny Daddy we know!&lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-1468743271426045901?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1468743271426045901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=1468743271426045901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1468743271426045901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1468743271426045901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2011/06/great-daddy.html' title='a Great Daddy....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wMK1hwdLrtQ/Tf4y3rIUoII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/BooUun8ldvA/s72-c/56620013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-7887930384909376845</id><published>2010-12-13T00:54:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T07:28:05.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lessons in parenting...</title><content type='html'>ok yes, yes i know I havent posted in forever and YES I know I have not been very good at keeping up with my blog period this year, but hey it is yet again one of my New Year's resolutions so whatev...anywho i have been having one of those days, you know the one where you want to pull your hair out and chops your ears off and anywho i decided to check some of my friends blogs to see if they too have had a day like mine and what do you know?? I stumble upon a friends blog that has offered up life lessons on parenting and i laughed so hard i was crying and snort-laughing at the same time so i just had to share, pics are all mine of course and most seems to follow the said lessons...anywho here we go with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:21.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lesson 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Go to the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;2. Arrange to have your salary paid directly to their head office.&lt;br /&gt;3. Go home.&lt;br /&gt;4. Pick up the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;5. Read it for the last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXLbFfDV7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/aA3yLIyRBQo/s1600/aug-sept.2009%2B070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXLbFfDV7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/aA3yLIyRBQo/s320/aug-sept.2009%2B070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550065781993330610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXGWKx1ytI/AAAAAAAAAkA/jwyU2o4Jd54/s1600/P1000025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXGWKx1ytI/AAAAAAAAAkA/jwyU2o4Jd54/s320/P1000025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550060199956826834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you finally go ahead and have children, find a couple who already are parents and berate them about their...&lt;br /&gt;1. Methods of discipline.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lack of patience.&lt;br /&gt;3. Appallingly low tolerance levels.&lt;br /&gt;4. Allowing their children to run wild.&lt;br /&gt;5. Suggest ways in which they might improve their child's breast feeding, sleep habits, toilet training, table manners, and overall behavior. Enjoy it because it will be the last time in your life you will have all the answers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXIf68Zs8I/AAAAAAAAAkI/M9XcJZTy1sk/s1600/old.pics%2B336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXIf68Zs8I/AAAAAAAAAkI/M9XcJZTy1sk/s320/old.pics%2B336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550062566528103362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really good way to discover how the nights might feel...&lt;br /&gt;1. Get home from work and immediately begin walking around the living room from 5PM to 10PM carrying a wet bag weighing approximately 8-12 pounds, with a radio turned to static (or some other obnoxious sound) playing loudly. (Eat cold food with one hand for dinner)&lt;br /&gt;2. At 10PM, put the bag gently down, set the alarm for midnight, and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get up at 12 and walk around the living room again, with the bag, until 1AM.&lt;br /&gt;4. Set the alarm for 3AM.&lt;br /&gt;5. As you can't get back to sleep, get up at 2AM and make a drink and watch an infomercial.&lt;br /&gt;6. Go to bed at 2:45AM.&lt;br /&gt;7. Get up at 3AM when the alarm goes off.&lt;br /&gt;8. Sing songs quietly in the dark until 4AM.&lt;br /&gt;9. Get up. Make breakfast. Get ready for work and go to work (work hard and be productive)Repeat steps 1-9 each night. Keep this up for 3-5 years. Look cheerful and together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXJvdHXEMI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OSKO5IabYaA/s1600/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXJvdHXEMI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OSKO5IabYaA/s320/142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550063932910538946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you stand the mess children make? To find out...&lt;br /&gt;1. Smear peanut butter onto the sofa and jam onto the curtains.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hide a piece of raw chicken behind the stereo and leave it there all summer.&lt;br /&gt;3. Stick your fingers in the flower bed.&lt;br /&gt;4. Then rub them on the clean walls.&lt;br /&gt;5. Take your favourite book, photo album, etc. Wreck it.&lt;br /&gt;6. Spill milk on your new pillows. Cover the stains with crayons. How does that look?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXKa5ywpAI/AAAAAAAAAkY/6f8mMs_R1d8/s1600/kids.crazy%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXKa5ywpAI/AAAAAAAAAkY/6f8mMs_R1d8/s320/kids.crazy%2B048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550064679343137794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lesson 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressing small children is not as easy as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;1. Buy an octopus and a small bag made out of loose mesh.&lt;br /&gt;2. Attempt to put the octopus into the bag so that none of the arms hang out.&lt;br /&gt;Time allowed for this - all morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:21.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYT2TnN4XI/AAAAAAAAAko/FSL-PMDcYQQ/s1600/jan.feb2010%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYT2TnN4XI/AAAAAAAAAko/FSL-PMDcYQQ/s320/jan.feb2010%2B033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550145414479339890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:21.5pt;"&gt;Lesson 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the BMW and buy a mini-van. And don't think that you can leave it out in the driveway spotless and shining. Family cars don't look like that.&lt;br /&gt;1. Buy a chocolate ice cream cone and put it in the glove compartment. Leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get a dime. Stick it in the CD player.&lt;br /&gt;3. Take a family size package of chocolate cookies. Mash them into the back seat. Sprinkle cheerios all over the floor, then smash them with your foot.&lt;br /&gt;4. Run a garden rake along both sides of the car.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:21.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYVDKKF21I/AAAAAAAAAkw/uFXycEjke6U/s1600/feb.mar.apr%2B153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYVDKKF21I/AAAAAAAAAkw/uFXycEjke6U/s320/feb.mar.apr%2B153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550146734791187282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Go to the local grocery store. Take with you the closest thing you can find to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-school child. (A full-grown goat is an excellent choice). If you intend to have more than one child, then definitely take more than one goat. Buy your week's groceries without letting the goats out of your sight. Pay for everything the goat eats or destroys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Until you can easily accomplish this, do not even contemplate having children.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYXIBC4PLI/AAAAAAAAAk4/FpDiV_1LIYE/s1600/oct.nov.dec.09%2B030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYXIBC4PLI/AAAAAAAAAk4/FpDiV_1LIYE/s320/oct.nov.dec.09%2B030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550149017267616946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Hollow out a melon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Make a small hole in the side.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. Suspend it from the ceiling and swing it from side to side.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Now get a bowl of soggy Cheerios and attempt to spoon them into the swaying melon by pretending to be an airplane.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. Continue until half the Cheerios are gone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Tip half into your lap. The other half, just throw up in the air.You are now ready to feed a nine- month-old baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYX9zFrVYI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zjidHlPdbLo/s1600/june%252Cjuly%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYX9zFrVYI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zjidHlPdbLo/s320/june%252Cjuly%2B010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550149941234193794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:21.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYYpbjmqRI/AAAAAAAAAlI/8U-yNg9BgDA/s1600/old.pics%2B258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYYpbjmqRI/AAAAAAAAAlI/8U-yNg9BgDA/s320/old.pics%2B258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550150690831509778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lesson 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Learn the names of every character from Sesame Street , Wonderpets, Disney, The Backyardigans, Dora the Explorer, Wow,Wow,Wubzy and Thomas the Train. Watch nothing else on TV but PBS, the Disney channel or Nick Jr. for at least five years. (I know, you're thinking What's 'Nick Jr.?) Exactly the point.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYajx5ETGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Xyv92ToQJPM/s1600/old.pics%2B259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYajx5ETGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Xyv92ToQJPM/s320/old.pics%2B259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550152792771152994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Make a recording of Fran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Drescher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; saying 'mommy' repeatedly. (Important: no more than a four second delay between each 'mommy'; occasional crescendo to the level of a supersonic jet is required). Play this tape in your car everywhere you go for the next four years. You are now ready to take a long trip with a toddler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYdO80do2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/-Z3ifsfKOvg/s1600/56620018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYdO80do2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/-Z3ifsfKOvg/s320/56620018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550155733462262626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYcUTg5LGI/AAAAAAAAAlg/KtqupZsT8mw/s1600/feb.mar.apr%2B159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYcUTg5LGI/AAAAAAAAAlg/KtqupZsT8mw/s320/feb.mar.apr%2B159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550154725941914722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYbWIXL4CI/AAAAAAAAAlY/YgKzxZsr9D4/s1600/family%2Bshots%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYbWIXL4CI/AAAAAAAAAlY/YgKzxZsr9D4/s320/family%2Bshots%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550153657796517922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Start talking to an adult of your choice. Have someone else continually tug on your skirt hem, shirt- sleeve, or elbow while playing the 'mommy' tape made from Lesson 10 above. You are now ready to have a conversation with an adult while there is a child in the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYeAv5jH0I/AAAAAAAAAlw/JIsMuZGNan8/s1600/P1000127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQYeAv5jH0I/AAAAAAAAAlw/JIsMuZGNan8/s320/P1000127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550156588987391810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there you have it...now dont you just want to laugh/smile/cry/snort-laugh!!! ah ha I feel better now! :-) LOL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(IMPORTANT): never share this with couples who dont have children yet, you will scare the living HELL out of them! and yes i just said that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-7887930384909376845?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7887930384909376845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=7887930384909376845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/7887930384909376845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/7887930384909376845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2010/12/lessons-in-parenting.html' title='lessons in parenting...'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TQXLbFfDV7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/aA3yLIyRBQo/s72-c/aug-sept.2009%2B070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-4915870441238554751</id><published>2010-08-16T09:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T10:22:33.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Penny for my thoughts on a Monday Morning....</title><content type='html'>~First up: I'am done playing house for today, DONE! after one child ate another childs BM, I will spare you the disgusting details, but after that I decided that I no longer want to play house and want to crawl back in bed like a teenager and sleep all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I am done playing restaurant especially after Saturday night when one of my cooks screamed at me and called be a "BLEEPIN B!".....yeah he got a yelling at by me and I told him he was lucky my husband wasnt here to flat line him!....if it werent for the fact that I'm selfish and like the time-out from my kiddos to talk to adults and the fact that the money is nice, I would QUIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I NEED A VACATION! a girl's trip!....who is with me????!!!! i'm being 100% serious, not just thinking about it, I want to plan one and SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I seriously felt like pummeling my sweet husband the other day for making the unwise choice to go through the kids baby stuff and decide on his own what we were keeping and what we weren't without consulting me, driving home from work and finding my bassinett and bouncer next to the trash felt like a kick to the stomache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I really need to get to the dr. this week and figure out why I keep having these massive migraine/headaches and why i feel like i'm on a never-ending roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I'am so nervous for coby to start kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I'am so excited for coby to start kindergarten, but his day is going to be sooooo long...the bus will pick him up at 8:30 and he wont be back until 4:45 holy potatoes that is a LONG day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~along with the whole kindergarten thing, i'm nervous for him to start his new therapy time with new therapists. I just feel like he will be be overwhelmed with all the change and I just feel bad about it :(...poor little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I'm still a little sad that Caitlyn is now 1!....I miss her baby, baby-hood, pretty soon her baby smell will be gone and will then be replaced with temper tantrums and the smell of old food squished on her hair and face :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I'am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO excited for FALL!~ like rediculously excited for fall...I know there are some out there who do not share my excitement, but I'm sorry I just love it!...I love summer too, but there is something about fall that puts a huge smile on my face, plus I LOVE halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I'am so very proud of my hubby for all he has accomplished...I love him sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Chase is exactly like me, has the same temperment, the same amount of patience as me (which is very little), my same personality, he is a total mamas boy and I just love it!....he started telling me his letters this month and the sounds that they make :-)....he is very smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I really need to get to buliding that baby gate for my stairs so that Caitlyn will quit climbing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~i really need to clean my bathroom, bedroom and wash my sheets, because all 3 are disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~i'm tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I NEED A COKE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I love my hubby and I love my children, but I need a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~cant wait for my school money to come in, so I can go SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I LOVE SHOPPING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I want to BBQ tonight...I'm thinking steak, funeral potatoes, green bean casserole, and artichokes and maybe some watermelon for dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I sure hope Coby isnt having a poop incident while I sit up stairs on the computer typing this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats it....have a nice day! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-4915870441238554751?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4915870441238554751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=4915870441238554751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4915870441238554751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4915870441238554751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2010/08/penny-for-my-thoughts-on-monday-morning.html' title='Penny for my thoughts on a Monday Morning....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-7539899045533673450</id><published>2010-07-25T18:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T19:04:48.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for documenting purposes....</title><content type='html'>Chase tried Broccoli tonight and LOVED it!!!...Chase, my Chase LOVES broccoli! Chase the one who wont eat anything unless, its fries, chicken nuggets, mac'n'chz or cereal LOVES broccoli...I know it sounds totally cheesy, but seriously watching him take a bite and then say "mMMMMM!!!" brought tears to my eyes LOL!!! I have seriously struggled to get him to eat, so I'am on cloud NINE!!!.....all thanks to my friend Sara who posted this &lt;a href="http://ryanandsarita.blogspot.com/2009/04/garlic-chicken-pasta-with-broccoli.html"&gt;recipe...&lt;/a&gt;    thanks again Sara you totally rocked our socks off with it!...... short, silly post I know, but I'm trying hard to post more for journaling sake and take more pictures as well.....but lets not hold our breathes haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-7539899045533673450?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7539899045533673450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=7539899045533673450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/7539899045533673450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/7539899045533673450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-documenting-purposes.html' title='for documenting purposes....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-3896117290001741088</id><published>2010-07-14T08:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T09:01:39.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HE DID IT, HE DID IT!.....</title><content type='html'>I know I have been on like a five month hiatus which, actually it was my New years resolution to keep up on my blog once a week, but hey what can I say when you have 3 kiddos, your in school, working part-time and your hubby is in school FULL-TIME and has clinical and works part-time as well, things seem to fall on the way side. i'm going to try to update everything sometime this week if I can get my camera to cooperate and let me get my pictures off of the stupid thing....anyway off on tangents now....now to get what this post is all about...like the title says "HE DID IT! HE DID IT!....no we are not talking the kids we are talking my Hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very long, exhausting, hard, trying, exciting 3 years my Hubby is now officially an RN. he passed his boards and did so well!!! he was so worried, because that test is sooooo freakin TOUGH! to say the least, but I always knew he would pass, he is so smart, he studied incredibly hard and I just couldnt be more proud of him....Babe thank you for all of your hard work and dedication, no matter how tough things got for you at times, you always put your family first and managed to find a great balance for both. I'am so proud of you, I'am so proud to call myself your wife. I love you more than anything else and I'am so glad I have your hand to walk me through forever!...I love you, I love you....Love, Tiff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho here is the officially pic. from the website telling us he passed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TD3CUZE5aiI/AAAAAAAAAio/CVZpxZcsSJ0/s1600/natepassing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TD3CUZE5aiI/AAAAAAAAAio/CVZpxZcsSJ0/s400/natepassing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493760776046471714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nate was also successful at getting a job at Mercy Hospital on the cardiac floor. all he needed to do was pass boards, now that he has done that, he can now start and we are one step closer to masters!....once again I Love you Babe and I'am so proud of all of your many accomplishments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-3896117290001741088?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3896117290001741088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=3896117290001741088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/3896117290001741088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/3896117290001741088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='HE DID IT, HE DID IT!.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/TD3CUZE5aiI/AAAAAAAAAio/CVZpxZcsSJ0/s72-c/natepassing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-8072105059555132470</id><published>2010-01-13T21:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:33:07.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>holy potaoes, where do we begin!.....</title><content type='html'>It seriously has been FOREVER since we have posted something special I know, but literally we have been so BUSY, so SICK and just a little unmotivated to blog at all, plus most everyone catches updates from me on facebook anyway, but for those that dont have a facebook and for family and for journaling sake a post is LONG overdue...anywho I thought I would break each little event down with its own post so here we go......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-8072105059555132470?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8072105059555132470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=8072105059555132470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8072105059555132470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8072105059555132470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2010/01/holy-potaoes-where-do-we-begin.html' title='holy potaoes, where do we begin!.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-6918826594883467682</id><published>2010-01-13T20:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:31:29.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our SICK new year and some randomness...</title><content type='html'>The New year started out Sickly for us, starting with me getting strep throat and My Dear, Sweet, bestest, friend Robyn taking me to the E.R. on new years night for being badly dehydrated...we didnt get home til' 1:30 in the morning, isn't she the best! "I just Love you Robyn, you are the kindest, most giving, most nurturing, super smart and most beautiful person I have ever met! and I Love you dearly and I cherish our friendship so!" you are the best! THANK YOU!!!....from there it just got better and better, Nate got strep too and we were literally on our death bed for 2 days straight! ("MOM-thank you so much, for all you did and all you do, we wouldnt have survived without you!") thanks to Nates mom we were very well taken care of as she did everything for us and Nate's dad took us both to the Dr. (thank you again!). Doc said it was one of the worst cases of strep he had ever seen!...oh but wait it gets better Chase got strep so bad his tonsils bled for days on end! and he had a horrible rash from it and bad double ear infections and oh yeah he broke his nose a few days before Christmas, when Coby threw his huge Dora, ride-on car down the basement stairs and whacked Chase in the face with it...but wait there's more Coby shoved something up his nose which he got blood clots in his nose from it and had to go have surgically removed, only to find out during surgery that whatever it was had dissolved and instead his adenoids (their kind of like the tonsils of the nose)were really bad and needed to come out, so he had those out. Then he got a really bad ingrown toe-nail that became badly infected and turned in to a staph infection on his foot and had to be put on heavy antibiotics and oh yeah he got strep too and double ear infections and hasn't returned to school yet...luckily sweet Caitlyn missed the bullet on all of the above, so yeah we started out 2010 beautifully, we are all alive and somewhat well now and hope that Coby returns to school tomorrow finally, because Nate and I started school this week and we need a break!....oh and by the way ITS NATE'S LAST SEMESTER YAHHHHHH!!!!!! we have worked so hard for this and are so excited for him to graduate in April and although we are not done, by a long shot (we still have bachelor's and then grad school) this is a HUGE defeat for us, I'am so proud of my hubby, he works so HARD and is such a good man, CANT WAIT!....here's to hoping that 2010 is a great one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some random thoughts and things I have thought of and have gone down today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Caitlyn hates bananas!...I know what baby hates bananas? well she does apparently, she prefers sweet potatoes, squash, rice cereal, peas, anything but, so opposite of her brothers :0)&lt;br /&gt;2. Coby and I finally beat Mario Kart for Wii haha, this was a hug feat for us, we worked so hard! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;3. I'am really loving the sociology classes that I'am taking they are so interesting and have made me realize alot of prejudice thoughts and feelings I didn't realize I had.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'am really loving the stage my kids are at right now, even though they are alot of work, and I'm over tired, I finally feel like I have a grip on things and I'am LOVING it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Chase is now signing "please", "thank you", "jump", "more", "all done" and "bottle/drink" he is also talking alot more and I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;6. Coby is now signing " I want", "please" "junp" "drink" and "thank you"&lt;br /&gt;7. Nathan and I are really rededicating ourselves to our marriage and really trying super hard and it shows for both of us, we are so much happier and loving.&lt;br /&gt;8. I really LOVE my husband and I think he gets more beautiful everyday..wait, how did I get so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;9. I'am LOVING our new ward, the people, the time, the classes, the atmosphere is wonderful...although I still have love for you second ward! :0)&lt;br /&gt;10. I just Love being a mom, really I do, its the best thing that has ever happened to me and I'm really trying hard to improve myself, be more nurturing, PATIENT (which is not an easy thing for me), loving, fun and more christ-like towards my children, I have a LONG way to go to where I want to be, but I'am sure going to try like heck to be the mom, my kids can be proud of. I love my kids so very much and am so thankful for all they have taught me!&lt;br /&gt;11. I'am really going to try hard to blog more often, my goal is to blog at least once every two weeks, for journaling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow this is a long post....here's to hoping this year will be a great, because 2009 was filled with a lot of changes, hardships, and blessings....Have a great year EVERYONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-6918826594883467682?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6918826594883467682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=6918826594883467682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/6918826594883467682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/6918826594883467682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-sick-new-year-and-some-randomness.html' title='Our SICK new year and some randomness...'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-4943210129062439026</id><published>2010-01-13T19:37:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:31:12.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving and Christmas....</title><content type='html'>ok, so we suck at getting pictures this holiday season literally got 2 pictures of thanksgiving, maybe 2 pictures of christmas and NONE of the new year, I know so sad right??....well for thanksgiving we got together with Nates family at my sis-in-law Terril's house since Baby kingston came home from the T.C.U. for a couple days, it was so great and so fun, we had so much food literally you would not believe, I had never seen so much food on one table in my LIFE we had Turkey, Ham, mashed pots &amp;amp; gravy, stuffing, cranberry sauce, deviled eggs, wheat salad, cabbage salad, homemade rolls, green bean casserole, twice baked beans, olives, and seriously we had so much more I cant even remember, just imagine it took up a huge island, 2 counters and a buffet table, it was SOOOO yummy though! good times filled with lots of laughter, I unfortunately have no pictures of that night, my mother-in-law does though, I need to get them from her....onto christmas we unfortunately were unable AGAIN to make it to Vegas for christmas (fourth year in-a-row, yah im a little homesick :( ) and since we had just gotten together with Nates fam. for thanksgiving we decided to just have a little christmas on our own and to be honest it was nice, no rushing out the door to make somewhere, no scrambling to finish making dinner or get dressed, it was so nice and relaxing....Christmas eve I made my grandma's home-made chili, it was so yummy, but sadly it just made me that much more home-sick :0( Coby conked out early so Chase, Caitlyn, Nate and I made home-made chocolate chips cookies for Santa, they were so YUMMY and Chase loved making them. After dinner and cookie making we watched a little bit of the Santa Claus and Polar express and put the other kids to bed and then Nate and I got down to business, he put together Coby's Kitchen, Chases, Cozy Coupe Car and Caitlyn's exersaucer while I wrapped presents and stuffed stalkings, it was SOOO fun, we sipped on hot chocolate and enjoyed our quiet time together. In the morning we got up super early, because Nate had to work a few hours and had to leave by 7am, so we got the kids up, got the camera ready and brought the kids down stairs, they were so surprised and excited to see what santa had brought, we are such crappy parents though, we did not get ONE picture of Caitlyn's first christmas i'm so sad, because I didnt realize it until a few days later when I went to upload the pictures, we did get a video though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-994ca21033126b6b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D994ca21033126b6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186649%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B2E3AF599EEC0A7288581B0136C4F2F01D26DF9.66D18B838E3C9752F997319C683653672126DF99%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D994ca21033126b6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdcS7-D0FhvzHbegTh1cY30yUl3c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D994ca21033126b6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186649%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B2E3AF599EEC0A7288581B0136C4F2F01D26DF9.66D18B838E3C9752F997319C683653672126DF99%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D994ca21033126b6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdcS7-D0FhvzHbegTh1cY30yUl3c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S06CGKvHcMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/exqQuXka9KI/s1600-h/oct.nov.dec.09+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S06CGKvHcMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/exqQuXka9KI/s320/oct.nov.dec.09+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426417643500826818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YAH Santa Claus came!!...we literally did not put one present&lt;br /&gt;under the tree until christmas eve night after, the kids went to bed&lt;br /&gt;that is our new tradition, so that they know that Santa Claus came ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S06CvuQBy_I/AAAAAAAAAg4/kwBg5e2XNIA/s1600-h/oct.nov.dec.09+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S06CvuQBy_I/AAAAAAAAAg4/kwBg5e2XNIA/s320/oct.nov.dec.09+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426418357408746482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;luckily I did get a few pictures of Princess Caitlyn in her&lt;br /&gt;Christmas outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S06DIpQ4lsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/uPKQnYNRz3I/s1600-h/oct.nov.dec.09+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S06DIpQ4lsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/uPKQnYNRz3I/s320/oct.nov.dec.09+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426418785566889666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy and "The Princess" headed to a relief society Christmas dinner,&lt;br /&gt;we had fun, even though on our way one of the homemade soups spilled&lt;br /&gt;out of the crockpot and ALL over my back seat, yeah it was just so&lt;br /&gt;wonderful, but thats what happens when some idiot ran a stop light and nearly&lt;br /&gt;hit me, so I had to slam on my brakes...oh well my car still stinks (yuck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As for Christmas dinner, well I had planned to make a Turkey with all the fixin's and some other special grandma recipes, but the stupid bird (the turkey that is) gave me such a hard time, 2 broken bags and a sprained toe later , I had had enough, so Nate told me to throw the darn thing out into the snow, well its like 12 lbs, so I had him launch the thing out into the snow for me, awwww great relief! I know, I know what a waste of food, when their are starving people in the world, but I had enough and besides all the wild-life enjoyed it anyway, so it didnt totally go to waste :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S06GZ2Wi0NI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ROeNrKuz7NA/s1600-h/oct.nov.dec.09+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S06GZ2Wi0NI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ROeNrKuz7NA/s320/oct.nov.dec.09+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426422379672948946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so here she is out in the snow, right where the darn thing belongs! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you had a great Christmas, I know we sure did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-4943210129062439026?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4943210129062439026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=4943210129062439026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4943210129062439026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4943210129062439026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2010/01/thanksgiving-and-christmas.html' title='Thanksgiving and Christmas....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S06CGKvHcMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/exqQuXka9KI/s72-c/oct.nov.dec.09+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-7540246137546850089</id><published>2010-01-13T18:58:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:30:51.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Caitlyn's first halloween...</title><content type='html'>Halloween was so fun, we kicked started it with our new wards Trunk or treat which was a blast even though Coby really wanted nothing to do with it and Chase really didn't either and Caitlyn didn't care either way :) but none the less we had fun and halloween was interesting we started off with going to our families halloween party which was so fun we dined on the traditional, yummy sloppy joes and chips and drinks. It was so cute to see all the kids and cousins in their costumes and even some of the parents ;0)anywho after the party we were going to walk my bro and sis-in-laws neighborhood for trick or treating, but it was SOOO cold and windy, so we had the *bright* Idea (sarcasm screams out) that we would take the kids to the mall...oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh BADDDDDDDDDDDDDDD idea, literally shoulder to shoulder with people all to get a stupid tootsie roll, yah NEVER, EVER again! Coby and crowds do not mesh well together and he started screaming and pitching the biggest fit ever, needless to say we had to carry him out kicking and screaming and I unfortunately had to tell off some IGNORAMOUS woman who told me that we needed to muzzle our child and beat and get a grip on him, I had had enough of people's ignorant comments about my autistic child, so I turned around and used some choice words with her and left her blind sided and dumb-founded, YES, I know it was not the most christ-like thing to do, but I just couldn't take it anymore, I have had so many people come up to me, when I'm out in public with sweet Coby and say the meanest things to me about my boy, Ive even been told that his autism was my fault, OK IDIOT yah its my fault! blah!...ok find your happy place, TIFF....ok anywho here are some fun pictures of my sweet babies in their costumes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05ysNx7MaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/TVRBudRw3s8/s1600-h/sept.oct.09+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05ysNx7MaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/TVRBudRw3s8/s320/sept.oct.09+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426400704966898082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase out turtle, Caitlyn our pink cheetah and Coby our buzz lightyear! (he literally&lt;br /&gt;LOVED his costume) didn't want to take it off, how cute is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S050ChN24WI/AAAAAAAAAgY/UXcog4Yhrt0/s1600-h/sept.oct.09+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S050ChN24WI/AAAAAAAAAgY/UXcog4Yhrt0/s320/sept.oct.09+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426402187653079394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dont let the grump face fool you!...he loved his costume, just wasn't loving the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S050gh0S85I/AAAAAAAAAgg/MNIPrJOQXKY/s1600-h/fam.halloween1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S050gh0S85I/AAAAAAAAAgg/MNIPrJOQXKY/s320/fam.halloween1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426402703210378130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was at trunk-or-treat (for some reason I cant make this picture&lt;br /&gt;or the one to follow any bigger GRRR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S0509Fkh2QI/AAAAAAAAAgo/y9dtLK72hso/s1600-h/mom.caitlyn.halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S0509Fkh2QI/AAAAAAAAAgo/y9dtLK72hso/s320/mom.caitlyn.halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426403193844259074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and my pink, cheetah Princess Caitlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cant wait for next year!&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/9070297613507748747-7540246137546850089?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7540246137546850089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=7540246137546850089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/7540246137546850089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/7540246137546850089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2010/01/caitlyns-first-halloween.html' title='Caitlyn&apos;s first halloween...'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05ysNx7MaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/TVRBudRw3s8/s72-c/sept.oct.09+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-8138971045414444513</id><published>2010-01-13T16:31:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:30:27.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sisterly Love and the pumpkin patch....</title><content type='html'>Back in September my sister came for about a week...we had fun and it was so nice to bond with just her all to myself. Although she and I have always been SUPER CLOSE we have seem to drift apart the last few years since I live in Iowa and she lives in Vegas and we really are at two completely different stages in our lives since I'am four years older than she is, so it was so nice to get back some of that closeness during her visit...I love you sis and I miss you dearly you are a Beautiful, smart woman, with such a loving and giving heart...anywho we spent the week watching shows, doing MOUNDS of my laundry haha!! (you know you loved it sis!) LOL, we went to lunch, did some shopping, went to the apple orchard/pumpkin patch and truly the week went by so fast its hard to remember what else we did.....the day we went to the apple orchard was seriously so, so cold! and we were not prepared at all for it, Caitlyn stayed in her car seat the entire time totally bundled and the rest of us with the exception of Coby and Chase...froze!...anywho here are some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05MA-yqeFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mCapZoyEdTE/s1600-h/aug-sept.2009+129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05MA-yqeFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mCapZoyEdTE/s320/aug-sept.2009+129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426358180767234130" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is what gave Chase great pleasure every morning in waking aunt becca as&lt;br /&gt;soon as he got up LOL!!! he literally did this every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05NOXikCDI/AAAAAAAAAeo/jQUYW-tiNuU/s1600-h/aug-sept.2009+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05NOXikCDI/AAAAAAAAAeo/jQUYW-tiNuU/s320/aug-sept.2009+135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426359510260516914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here's chase all bundled up, poor kids hat was&lt;br /&gt;so big, it kept falling in his eyes and he couldn't&lt;br /&gt;see LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05N0ESzzcI/AAAAAAAAAew/z2DpjhsbYnA/s1600-h/aug-sept.2009+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05N0ESzzcI/AAAAAAAAAew/z2DpjhsbYnA/s320/aug-sept.2009+136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426360157929196994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nate pushing the stroller...like I said Caitlyn is completely covered under that blankey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05OTcwqrvI/AAAAAAAAAe4/leNDNQXy430/s1600-h/aug-sept.2009+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05OTcwqrvI/AAAAAAAAAe4/leNDNQXy430/s320/aug-sept.2009+137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426360697072824050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aunt Becca and Chase sampling the apple they just picked&lt;br /&gt;isn't my sis just so pretty???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05PK1lcs2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/0MapMAsZ7UU/s1600-h/aug-sept.2009+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05PK1lcs2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/0MapMAsZ7UU/s320/aug-sept.2009+138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426361648629461858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nate sampling the apples...yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05PncDCQNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Yo84o62zRAQ/s1600-h/aug-sept.2009+139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05PncDCQNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Yo84o62zRAQ/s320/aug-sept.2009+139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426362139990442194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cob-bunny...the apple orchard is his FAVORITE place to go&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for us to get some land and build our house for Coby just be able to&lt;br /&gt;run free and pick apples and food from his own garden...oh to dream *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05QY4cdILI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/N85nQ7th-vA/s1600-h/aug-sept.2009+142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05QY4cdILI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/N85nQ7th-vA/s320/aug-sept.2009+142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426362989426843826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;self portarit!!! LOL...I love that hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05Q14ww9sI/AAAAAAAAAfY/c1MzZX9eMSs/s1600-h/aug-sept.2009+148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05Q14ww9sI/AAAAAAAAAfY/c1MzZX9eMSs/s320/aug-sept.2009+148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426363487728236226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at this picture and then tell me that Iowa is not the most BEAUTIFUL place to live&lt;br /&gt;and I will gladly tell you that your an idiot LOL!...I absolutely love this picture of&lt;br /&gt;Nate and chase running through the orchard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05RtfhThBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/JyiN0u5hAsI/s1600-h/aug-sept.2009+152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05RtfhThBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/JyiN0u5hAsI/s320/aug-sept.2009+152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426364443025179666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our attempt at a family picture haha...they never happen now do they??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05SZJJGfYI/AAAAAAAAAfo/z22lIGjgN68/s1600-h/sept.oct.09+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05SZJJGfYI/AAAAAAAAAfo/z22lIGjgN68/s320/sept.oct.09+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426365192932326786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was the day aunt Becca left....how funny is little Chasers cheesing it up!&lt;br /&gt;this picture just cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05TD7PMtZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/leFbl9Mvwqw/s1600-h/sept.oct.09+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05TD7PMtZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/leFbl9Mvwqw/s320/sept.oct.09+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426365927934178706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coby and Aunt Becca...how cute is he??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05TZ5Tya8I/AAAAAAAAAf4/22fiunRTyYE/s1600-h/sept.oct.09+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05TZ5Tya8I/AAAAAAAAAf4/22fiunRTyYE/s320/sept.oct.09+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426366305373678530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caitlyn and Aunt Becca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05TqP0Km3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/WeTFGptdUDk/s1600-h/sept.oct.09+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05TqP0Km3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/WeTFGptdUDk/s320/sept.oct.09+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426366586292968306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sis and I....I love you sissy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05UEppDzgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/H8RirAHjgng/s1600-h/sept.oct.09+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05UEppDzgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/H8RirAHjgng/s320/sept.oct.09+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426367039902305794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm sure Nate would appreciate this picture haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we had so much fun with you aunt Becca come back soon!!!!&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/9070297613507748747-8138971045414444513?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8138971045414444513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=8138971045414444513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8138971045414444513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8138971045414444513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2010/01/sisterly-love-and-pumpkin-patch.html' title='sisterly Love and the pumpkin patch....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/S05MA-yqeFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mCapZoyEdTE/s72-c/aug-sept.2009+129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-6450011251089089431</id><published>2009-11-19T02:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T02:58:24.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Autism Warrior....</title><content type='html'>I cannot sleep, the guilt that is inside me, that I have bottled up the last 4 years of my life is finally coming to the surface and I think I'am finally dealing with it. I'am about half way through Jenny McCarthy's second book "Mother Warriors" and in it she talks about recovery stories from warrior moms of children with an autism spectrum disorder, controversy she has received from her first book, the guilt that most moms feel, because of thinking they caused their child's autism and the controversy surrounding vaccines. After reading the first book and after being half way done with her second, the research I have done and in talking with other mothers' and health care professionals, I'am now fully CONVINCED that it was the VACCINES that coby received as a baby that caused his Autism. Let me rewind for a bit and go back almost five years ago. When coby was just six weeks old I took him into the dr. to receive his first round of shots. In the days leading up to that day I felt sick like something was wrong, like something didnt feel right and as his appointment date drew nearer the feeling just increased and increased to the put that on the day of the appointment I felt so sick and nausceous that I thought I either had food poisoning or had a very bad stomach flu. I remember talking to my mom and hubby all week long about this feeling and how nervous I was for Coby to receive his first round of vaccines, not because of the pain and discomfort I knew my baby would have to endure, but because something just didn't feel right. a couple of weeks earlier I had read an article in a magazine about vaccines and the recent research and links between vaccines and autism. I thought about how sad it was for moms and families to have to go through that and discussed my concerns about it with my pediatrician, who informed me that those studies were wrong and unfounded. you would think that would put my mind at ease, hearing a very well educated and very experienced doctor tell me that, but it didn't. That article stuck with me like super glue and I thought about it almost every second, of every day. anywho back to the day of the appt. I got Coby ready, got him into the car and headed out to the dr.'s office. On the way there the sick feeling got worse and worse to the point that I wondered if I might have to pull over and vomit. It increased all the way through the appt. and came to a climax when the nurse was getting ready to poke my sweet snuggle-bunny baby with his first shot. At that moment it was like someone else was in the room with us and I felt a soft whisper in my ear telling me "this is wrong and to pack up my baby and run." I know now that it was the spirit prompting me and heavenly father telling me that something was wrong and that this wasnt right for my boy. I wish I would have listened to that "still small voice" as so many prophets, counselors and teachers have counseled me to. I know things would be different today. I'm not sad for me, i'm sad for my boy. I'm sad to think of how he will get on later on in life, how people will treat him, will he go to his prom? will he have a girlfriend? go on a mission? get married? have children of his own? I wish I knew....I'm side tracking a little, because I want to clarify what happened to coby after his first round of shots. Coby's fever spiked extremely high to a temp of almost 105', he broke out in a pretty nasty rash and was extremely irritable. I called his pediatrician and told him what happened and he said sometimes that happeneds and to give him tylenol. I gave Coby the tylenol and it brought his fever down to 102-103, but I still felt like something was not right about the whole situation. a couple days later the fever went away for a day, but then had spiked to 105 the next. I called the pediatrician, who said that was much to high for a baby of cobys age and to bring him in right away. Nate was at work at the time and had our only vehicle with him, so I asked my dad to drive us to the dr. When we got there the nurse took us back into the room right away, she took his temperature and confirmed that his fever was in fact 105 and ushered the pediatrician into the room immediately. The Doc came in did his exam on coby and then he sat down and told me that I should take a seat as well. what he said next will forever be engraved in my mind and in my heart. "now i'm gonna scare you a little bit (he said putting his hand on my knee). try to stay calm. I'm not sure what is going on with your baby boy. He is just too little to be having a fever like this and I dont see any symptoms of a simple cold or flu.and im not sure what is wrong with him. the only thing I can think of is that he may have spinal meningitis." spinal meningitis? I said  (crying at this point) "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" he talked about what it was and said that he wanted me to take my baby to the hospital next door and that he was going to call the pediatric hospital next door and tell them I was coming over right away. my heart sank to the pit of my stomach and I had a know in my throat that I thought would suffocate me. I cried and called nathan and told him what was going on and to get his butt to the hospital right away. When we got to the hospital they immediately starting running batteries of test on him and started i.v. fluids and anti-biotics. they gave my sweet coby a spinal tab and concluded that it was NOT spinal meningitis (phew, I thought), but that they wouldnt know about anything else until we got the lab results back. 4 days later coby's fever went competely away and they never really came to a conclusion as to what happened to my baby. I told them the vaccine theory and they looked at me as if I were an iddiot and a bad mother. the high fevers and such went on every single time coby received a round of vaccines. he even broke out in chicken pox at 12 months old from the chicken pox vaccine. when coby was 18 months old he was a normal, healthy little boy. His vocabulary and speech was right on track, he was somewhat advanced in his motor skills, but pretty average in his cognitive skills and speech. He could tell me all of his aunts and uncles names, count to 5, tell me his colors and alot of other words, but he never said his name, which often bothered me, but I thought was totally normal. at 18 mos. coby got his MMR vaccine. on the day of the appt. the same things started to happen again, I started to feel sick and again I heard a very faint voice whisper to me "that this is very, very wrong and that there will be harsh consequences if I go through with the vaccines"  again I went against it and it is something I will never forgive myself for. That was day when I lost my adorabley, sweet, talkative boy. gone were the days of him saying bwue, bween, noneeee, B, house, twuck, car, ball, etc. (for blue, green, aunt nonie, uncle brent, truck, etc.). from that day on he started dropping words left and right . Until he went for his two year old well check and I told the dr. what was going on and he noticed that coby was a little behind in speech for his age. But the pediatrician told me not to worry that " speech delay is alot more commen than you think, especially in boys" why i wondered. Again something told me that wasnt it, but I just didnt want to believe it. This time however when that "soft voice started to whisper to me again "that something was not right" I listened and told and BUGGED the heck out of his dr. that something was not right and that I would like to get cobys hearing tested. The hearing test was inconclusive as coby would not allow us to put the individual ear phones in his ears. Still that was not it. I still felt those promptings that I was missing something. His doctor recomended that I get in contact with a speech therapist. Coby would take speech therapy and progress a little, only to regress again during breaks for holidays and such. Finally when Coby turned 3 I still didnt feel right about what was going on with him, but his dr. told me not to worry, but still that did not comfort me in the LEAST bit. I kept nagging him until he referred us to "The Center for Disabilities and Development" in Iowa City, IA. The CDD in Iowa city has the 4th best autism clinic in the COUNTRY! when were done with those appointments, it was confirmed what I had knew, but feared all along. My sweet, snuggle-bunny, baby, boy Coby had Pervassive Development Disorder-Not otherwised Specified (PDD-NOS) on the spectrum of autism. When the clinical psychologist told Nate and I that Coby had autism, we were actually quite calm and collected. She only had confirmed to us, what we knew and were sad about. Our first born, baby boy was autistic. FINALLY we said to each "we have a diagnosis!" what next we asked? she then proceeded to tell us of the therapies that are helpful to children like Coby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coby is now currently receiving speech and occupational therapy 2x's/wk., he goes to a special ed preschool, and is receiving respite and SCL (supported community living) services. he has made such a HUGE  improvement in everything from speech to attitude. I'am very grateful to everyone who is working to bring my boy out of the dark world he is in by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr's give coby a great prognosis for the future, as his autism is on the more mild scale, but I just wish I could go back and listen to that "still small voice" in my head and maybe I would have spared my baby from all of this grief and torment he has had to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the sadness and guilt I feel, I also cant help to feel blessed. Blessed that my baby has a more mild case of autism. Blessed that my baby hugs and kisses, understands and is aware of emotions going on around him and is sensitive to them and individuals. Blessed that heavenly father picked me to be his mother, because he trusted me with this special spirit.Blessed that I know no matter what my boy will have a spot waiting for him in the Celestial kingdom of heaven. Blessed that my boy has softened my heart, opened my eyes and made me a more patient person. Blessed that I know what I can do to help my baby recover. Blessed that I have a great family and support network of friends and helpers. and Blessed that I have a hubby who is not only involved in what is going on with our boy (which is not common of fathers' who have autistic children), but that he often knows more than I do and that we are team and support one another and love each other and will always be there for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will never get over the guilt I feel. That I should have listened to promptings of the spirit. I just didnt want to be looked at like a bad or crazy, paranoid mother. SCREW those feelings now, I will always listen and do what I feel is right for my boy, even if nobody agrees with and criticizes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents I'm NOT saying dont vaccinate your kiddos, I vaccinate my kiddos, but I space way apart! I wont be getting cobys second MMR (for obvious reasons)  but also sit back and take a moment and ask yourselves why we have 30 something vaccines to give our children? why did it jump from 10 in the first years to 30 something from 1989 to now? was there some BIG epidemic we didnt know about? and why are vaccines "one size fits all"??????? thats like saying that peanut-butter should be fine for everyone, when clearly that is not the case!..or that amoxicillian is ok for everyone (well its not because my boy Chase is a allergic, you see)...if your concerned about something ASK QUESTIONS!!!!!!!!! and if something still doesnt feel right, then dont do it! im a firm believer in a mothers' instinct! follow yours!~ I will continue to fight for my boy and my next step is changing his diet to a glutten-cassein free one, wish me and my boy luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**also I HIGHLY RECOMMEND jenny mccarthy's books, although she can tend to swear a little in them, her story about her boy is amazing and it inspired me and gave me a sense of hope. If you or someone you know has a child on the autism spectrum disorder, feel free to tell them about me. and give them my contact info I would love to chat and swap stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SwUIMZCBVVI/AAAAAAAAAdA/wTCuE_R3vc8/s1600/aug-sept.2009+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SwUIMZCBVVI/AAAAAAAAAdA/wTCuE_R3vc8/s320/aug-sept.2009+073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405735936698963282" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is my little warrior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-6450011251089089431?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6450011251089089431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=6450011251089089431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/6450011251089089431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/6450011251089089431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/11/autism-warrior.html' title='Autism Warrior....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SwUIMZCBVVI/AAAAAAAAAdA/wTCuE_R3vc8/s72-c/aug-sept.2009+073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-2837971601390505057</id><published>2009-11-08T00:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:07:50.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daughter, My Best Friend......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SvZq417ZROI/AAAAAAAAAc4/LyAAXtU0cf4/s1600-h/Caitlynsmiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SvZq417ZROI/AAAAAAAAAc4/LyAAXtU0cf4/s320/Caitlynsmiling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401622327858906338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never knew I could love so much,&lt;br /&gt;until the day I felt your touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I softly kissed your tiny cheek,&lt;br /&gt;and from under your lashes I saw you peek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful eyes so small and blue,&lt;br /&gt;my sweet little baby just brand new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to watch you grow,&lt;br /&gt;from your little head to your tiny toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter my love, my little joy,&lt;br /&gt;my little angel, my baby doll toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to love you with all my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll comfort you when you cry,&lt;br /&gt;I'll answer true when you ask me, Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you grow be sweet and kind,&lt;br /&gt;and show all others how much you shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sweet Caitlyn,&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe you are 3 months old. It seems as only yesterday I still had you in my tummy. It was our special time, a time where I had you all to myself, where I kept you safe for nearly 10 months. I loved my pregnancy with you! your's was my favorite!....now you are 3 months old and I'm just in awe at how fast time flies and how beautiful and amazing you are. I just want you to stay my tiny baby forever, but i'm excited for the future and for you to grow up and be my best friend. I will always be here for you and I will never judge you. How blessed am I that heavenly father chose me to be your mother. I will always try my hardest to be the best mother for you, to guide you, nurture you, to always listen and be there for you. I love you my sweet Caity-Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**stay tuned for a huge update post, stats, halloween. heck you name it. its been a while**&lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-2837971601390505057?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2837971601390505057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=2837971601390505057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/2837971601390505057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/2837971601390505057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-daughter-my-best-friend.html' title='My Daughter, My Best Friend......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SvZq417ZROI/AAAAAAAAAc4/LyAAXtU0cf4/s72-c/Caitlynsmiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-5552403122455809329</id><published>2009-09-23T08:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T08:06:23.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>were alive I swear.....</title><content type='html'>and I promise i'am working on like  3 new posts right now, but its a lil time consuming since I have to go through like a 100 pictures so stay tuned they should be up in a few days :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-5552403122455809329?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5552403122455809329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=5552403122455809329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/5552403122455809329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/5552403122455809329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/09/were-alive-i-swear.html' title='were alive I swear.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-4365165505231099082</id><published>2009-08-25T10:06:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T10:34:27.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule Number 1 in parenting......</title><content type='html'>never leave the cheerios box out where two "mischievous" little Princes' cant get their little hands on them or you might come downstairs from changing a "Princess" to find.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SpP_acp-f-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/2uL3nK4YxfU/s1600-h/kids.crazy+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SpP_acp-f-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/2uL3nK4YxfU/s320/kids.crazy+042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373919610217070562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SpQAUAFaGII/AAAAAAAAAcA/geHQEPupCyU/s1600-h/kids.crazy+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SpQAUAFaGII/AAAAAAAAAcA/geHQEPupCyU/s320/kids.crazy+043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373920598979909762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SpQAm2xueqI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Bq16EoWB768/s1600-h/kids.crazy+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SpQAm2xueqI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Bq16EoWB768/s320/kids.crazy+048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373920922898954914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh yes, that's right, not only did they empty the ENTIRE brand new box of cheerios I had JUST opened, but they were BOTH jumping off the couch and flinging them EVERYWHERE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should have been upset since it took more than a half hour to clean them up, but I'm just not, when I came downstairs and first saw it, I couldn't help but laugh and not just laugh I totally "busted a gut" in  laughter, I mean look how much fun they are having! so naturally I hurried and grabbed the camera and just let them enjoy this wonderful "make-shift cheerio sandbox" in the middle of my living room for about 10 min. before I made them, help me clean it up.............so what did we learn today people? never get mad over spilled cheerios, because you just created a fun little memory for your kiddos! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned for some new pics of the princess and her brothers the Prince's and for a post on my BEAUTIFUL mothers' trip to meet the new edition to our throne! :) oh and we had well-check ups this week and I will post stats....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-4365165505231099082?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4365165505231099082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=4365165505231099082' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4365165505231099082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4365165505231099082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/08/rule-number-1-in-parenting.html' title='Rule Number 1 in parenting......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SpP_acp-f-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/2uL3nK4YxfU/s72-c/kids.crazy+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-3054554514654548429</id><published>2009-08-05T20:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:13:05.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's here, she's here!.....</title><content type='html'>yes dear family and friends our Princess Caitlyn Marie made her grand entrance into the world at 3:35 p.m. on Friday July 31st, 2009 weighing in at 5lbs. 11 oz. and measuring 18 in. she has a ton of dark brown hair and is such a beautiful petite lil thing. she is such a sweetheart and we are so overwhelmed with the love we feel for her and our sweet little family and we are so grateful for the blessings we have received from our heavenly father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Sno7GMdU_kI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2QbjgpNE3Cs/s1600-h/caitlyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366666883574857282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Sno7GMdU_kI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2QbjgpNE3Cs/s400/caitlyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know she looks like a lil doll...i know the pic is small but I stole it from the photographers website, you can see more pics &lt;a href="http://www.our365.com/NewbornPortraits/BabyDetail.aspx?birthid=81b54079-7966-4d1c-bcde-d5ed3e304815"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are home now from the hospital and I seem to be recovering nicely from the c-section, Caitlyn is experiencing a little jaundice, but no need to worry, a few sun baths and she will be fine. she sure poops a ton and she is a pretty good eater for a babe of her size. I have TONS of pics of our princess, but unfortunatly I cant find the cord to our digital so I only have a few pics of her from the ones that were taken by the photographer in the hospital and there "ok", because she just wasnt havin the whole picture taken thing at the time the shots were taken, but the ones on my camera are SO MUCH better!...I will update more later when I get the pics from my camera and I have a min. to spare and I will also write down her birth story and post about our first week as a family of FIVE! holy cow I still cant believe we are now a family of five :)....the boys love her and although we were off to a lil bumpy start they are adjusting easier and loving her more everyday, especially Coby! chase is.....well chase and he's a SUPER MAMA's BOY! so he's gonna take a lil more time to come around.....we love you all and thank you so much for all the well wishes, congrats, dinners and visits everyone! we love you all and are so grateful for your loving support! (NOW HURRY UP AND GET YOUR BUM OUT HERE MOM!...we cant wait to see you!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-3054554514654548429?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3054554514654548429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=3054554514654548429' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/3054554514654548429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/3054554514654548429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/08/shes-here-shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s here, she&apos;s here!.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Sno7GMdU_kI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2QbjgpNE3Cs/s72-c/caitlyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-5886098606883788926</id><published>2009-07-12T22:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:49:31.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love being a mother! no I love being a mommy.....</title><content type='html'>tonight I thought I would do a post or shall I say an ode to motherhood. I didnt have a particularly wonderful day, so no thats not why I'am writing this, I just wanted to write this for my posterity, so that someday my children will know that even though mommy runs around like a chicken with her head cut off and constantly pull her hair out when the monster emerges (my alter-ego nate calls the monster because I look like one when im upset and I tend to growl like one as well!) I still enjoy being just that a mommy, I love to cook and fill my house with comforting smells of food, I love (even though I hate to admit it) to do laundry, I love the clean refreshing smell it brings to my home and the kids shirts, pants, whatever it brings to my families sweet backs, I love to clean my house and look on in awe at what I have accomplished and the up-lifted spirit it brings to myself and nate, cuz you know cleanliness is next to godliness! :) I love the thank you kisses I get from me babies because I played with them, or made them something to eat or just because they love me. I love to watch them sleep and see their sweet faces in such peace....I love motherhood it is without a doubt the most humbling, hard (at times frustrating), rewarding and precious job I know I will ever have. I know my heavenly father chose my children for me perfectly and even though times with coby can be REALLY tough, he chose me to be his mother for a reason and im gonna try my dang hardest to do the best job I can for him. I know chase was sent to me, to bring me peace in times of utter chaos and despair, if you could just hear that lil babes giggle and see his smile you'd know exactly what I mean! :) and I know that my lil princess Caitlyn (to be) will add something to the mix that is much needed. I love my babies and yes there 4 and 17mon.'s but to me they will always be my babies!....well with that I will leave you all and my babies with a pic. of the belly for those that havent seen it yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Slqt9C8R4NI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yYoOknYKorE/s1600-h/june,july+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357785970983952594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Slqt9C8R4NI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yYoOknYKorE/s320/june,july+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our attempt at a family photo! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SlquVgdRGdI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/lKBgboYBux4/s1600-h/june,july+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357786391223802322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SlquVgdRGdI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/lKBgboYBux4/s320/june,july+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the best photo, but I will have more soon! im gonna get some taken! but here is the bump at 32wks. and IM 35 NOW! soo.....its a lil bit bigger now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-5886098606883788926?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5886098606883788926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=5886098606883788926' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/5886098606883788926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/5886098606883788926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-being-mother-no-i-love-being.html' title='I love being a mother! no I love being a mommy.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Slqt9C8R4NI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yYoOknYKorE/s72-c/june,july+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-1135116733080263770</id><published>2009-06-19T19:31:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T20:08:45.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind of a Fixer-upper......</title><content type='html'>I know, I know it has been FOREVER since I have posted, but since we have been super busy with Nate in school full-time, me (tiff) in school full time, Nate picking up shifts here and there, Coby in preschool and tons of other appt.s and such, our pregnancy, and keeping up with an ever-changing 16 month old and lots of personal things we have endured, its a wonder how we make it through the day, most days.....but more on that in my next post.......as the title reads "kind of a fixer-upper" well keeping up with our ever-changing toddler Chase has been fun, and EXHAUSTING! he is a super busy-body boy from sun -up to sun-down constantly getting into things and getting hurt in some way, shape, or form. everyone says he is just like me an "ultra-clutz" and he is! he is constantly walking into walls, doors, falling down, bonking his head "you name it" and well tonight was a whopper....you see anyone who has been to our house knows we have a little island bar in our kitchen with real wood "HEAVY" bar stools. well chase has also takin a likeing to those said bar stools and thinks its funny to pull them down on the floor and hear the loud "BANG" that they make. I have tried and tried and tried again to get him to stop doing that and well...........I think he has now gotten the point (we can only hope). You see chase decided to pull the said bar stool down tonight to once again hear the loud "Bang", but this time he made one HUGE mistake and didnt move his toes out of the way this time and almost completly severd his two toes on his left foot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Sjww-nNSI2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/MCzm_NIBRJU/s1600-h/family+shots+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349204309644026722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Sjww-nNSI2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/MCzm_NIBRJU/s320/family+shots+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sick right?! you can blow it up to see it better. when chase dropped the bar stool on his foot it landed on the "sick toe" (this is right after they RE-ATTATCHED IT!) and nate said it splatted blood everywhere almost immediatly it was so GROSS! and I mean GROSS the pictures really dont do it justice the toe was completly smashed and hanging on by a little bit of skin and oh how it BLEED! im not exactly sure how many stitches he has, but quite a few. at first the dr's were skeptical if they would even be able to save it or have to partially amputate it, luckily we have heavenly father on our side and he decided to save it!...some maybe thinking "well its just a toe!" but still who wants to walk around with a funky toe. am I right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit B:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SjwyuhFbx9I/AAAAAAAAAaU/5P1odGIxv_Q/s1600-h/family+shots+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349206232145840082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SjwyuhFbx9I/AAAAAAAAAaU/5P1odGIxv_Q/s320/family+shots+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah the pictures just dont do it justice! it was sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho were home now and our little buddy is relaxing comfortably, but it was quite the ordeal for him, because they had to Pampoose him (sp?) which basically mean they wrapped his body in a sheet, then they put this strap thing on him to he could not move a muscle and it totally freaked him out and he screamed and screamed and had good reason too.....poor baby they gave him a local anaesthetic and some versed and tylenol w/ codeine and that STILL did not knock him out, but he was a trooper though.....in case you are wondering "did he break anything?" SURPRISINGLY NOT! crazy huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Sjw0IMRjCcI/AAAAAAAAAac/5dpk4aQq0xs/s1600-h/family+shots+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349207772747729346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Sjw0IMRjCcI/AAAAAAAAAac/5dpk4aQq0xs/s320/family+shots+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's his foot all wrapped up afterwards....dr's say it could take weeks for it to heal and hope they it had successfully reattatched itself although it will look a little deformed, but hey at least he will have a story to tell in case anyone ever notices and asks' about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Sjw1DJmrgKI/AAAAAAAAAak/VHt4euPQbBI/s1600-h/family+shots+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349208785643339938" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Sjw1DJmrgKI/AAAAAAAAAak/VHt4euPQbBI/s320/family+shots+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here we are all done and as happy as can be, to have our baba, our blankey and to see and be held by mommy and daddy! WHAT A TROOPER!! he was.....we love you little monkey boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come about us soon, as I know some are dying to see the baby-bump and have an update on such....we love you all and a special thanks to my bro-in-law Will and my sis-in-law Terril and my mom-in-law and father-in-law for your help......coby was FREAKING out about his brother being hurt and only Uncle Will was able to calm him down, poor guy he was so scared for chase and all he kept screaming was "my baby momma! my baby chazzzz, baby, baby!!!!!!!!" it was so sad, as many times as those two fight, they sure do have tender hearts for one another!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-1135116733080263770?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1135116733080263770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=1135116733080263770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1135116733080263770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1135116733080263770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/06/kind-of-fixer-upper.html' title='Kind of a Fixer-upper......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/Sjww-nNSI2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/MCzm_NIBRJU/s72-c/family+shots+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-8410174618711366399</id><published>2009-04-26T13:10:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:26:50.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Update and Oh how fun it has been....</title><content type='html'>shopping for a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GIRL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;seriously I cant even express how fun it has been. Of course its always fun shopping for babies period, boy or girl. but with that said it has been far more fun to shop for Caitlyn than it ever was for the boys, because of the sheer selection, there is about 3x's as much of a selection for girls stuff than boys!.....so with all that being said please feast your eyes on these sweet, adorable things I got my hands on for our lil' Princess-to-be so far........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SfSpiPmRiJI/AAAAAAAAAZk/4tzwdI23x0M/s1600-h/caitlyns+skirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329070664853850258" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SfSpiPmRiJI/AAAAAAAAAZk/4tzwdI23x0M/s200/caitlyns+skirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how adorable is this skirt it is so much cuter in person. its poofy and I love it!...I got it on sale at the childrens place for only &lt;strong&gt;$4.99! &lt;/strong&gt;crazy huh? I got it in 9mon. so it will fit her next spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SfSqhBnGX8I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tGIxAUtVOGM/s1600-h/darkpinkshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329071743430975426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SfSqhBnGX8I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tGIxAUtVOGM/s200/darkpinkshirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a cute lil onesie huh? I got this for &lt;strong&gt;$1!&lt;/strong&gt; at walmart I got a few other in other colors like white and lavender with different things on them too....oh how cute and I got them in newborn so she can wear them as soon as she gets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SfSrKxDQdrI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jLXGwhKUgHI/s1600-h/darkpinkpants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329072460540180146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SfSrKxDQdrI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jLXGwhKUgHI/s200/darkpinkpants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arent these just too cute!....same thing only &lt;strong&gt;$1!&lt;/strong&gt; at walmart I also got them in a light pink and newborn size as well...love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SfSsFDxGTbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/FyiRODu7tPk/s1600-h/cutedress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329073461996703154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SfSsFDxGTbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/FyiRODu7tPk/s200/cutedress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the dress she will be coming home in!....I love it, seriously the picture does not do it justice it is so dang cute! and it was only &lt;strong&gt;$3!&lt;/strong&gt;......you cant beat that its a new born size and I bought a cute headwrap and lil' pink bow to go with.....oh I cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and just so I dont leave out the boys on our blog check out these adorable 4th of July shirts I got them.....I know what your probably thinking july is 2 more months away, but I waited til july last year and then they were sold out of 4th of july shirts EVERYWHERE!...so im ahead of scheduele this year YAH!!!......ok I just tried to load the shirts on here and my computer is giving me trouble DANG IT!...well anywho the shirts said "Daddys my hero!" on them they were navy blue and the "hero" in daddy had the american flag in the lettering. they are so cute and they match, I know its kinda dorky to dress your kids alike, but I LOVE IT! so WHATEVER! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well alot has gone on lately and I want to load new pictures of my bambinos on here, but everytime I try to load pics on here from my camera, my stupid computer crashes DANG IT!...oh well were getting a new desk-top here in just a couple more weeks YAH!!!! &lt;strong&gt;hal-li-freakin-lujah! :) &lt;/strong&gt;cant wait!...I have so many of the boys and family pics. and of course "The Belly!" anywho like I said alot has gone on lately. Nate finished another semester of school! YAH!....were so proud of you honey!.....im starting school May 27th! hallelujah! im beyond excited....on a sad note Coby was diagnosed in february with P.D.D. (Pervassive Developmental Disorder) on the spectrum of Autism. it was a hard day that we spent in Iowa city when we got the diagnosis, but at the same time we prepared our selves for it and were relieved to know that it is the mildest and highest functioning form of Autism so his future prognosis is good. he will soon start occupational therapy and private speech therapy and will continue on next year at his current preschool. they have worked wonders with him and he is talking more everyday and understanding more everyday. Coby is such a blessing and wonderful addition to our family and he has taught and continues to teach us so much!....we love you bubba!....now on to chasers...oh my chase, my chase, my little chase....saying he is a handful would be the biggest understatement of the century! NO JOKE! he is a busy-body, he is into everything and is SUPER EXPRESSIVE, he makes coby look calm sometimes! heres a list of what he has been saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mama&lt;br /&gt;*Dada&lt;br /&gt;*Ball&lt;br /&gt;*Car&lt;br /&gt;*Vroom-vroom (cars noises)&lt;br /&gt;*wow-wow (for his show wow-wow-wubzy)&lt;br /&gt;*more (which he can also sign)&lt;br /&gt;*NO! (of course)&lt;br /&gt;*ooooooon, ooooooo, eeeeee, go! (1,2,3, go)&lt;br /&gt;*eddy,et,go (ready set go)&lt;br /&gt;*bath&lt;br /&gt;*bottle&lt;br /&gt;*choo-choo&lt;br /&gt;*wee (when asking for the park)&lt;br /&gt;*bye-bye (which he also waves)&lt;br /&gt;*oby (coby)&lt;br /&gt;*ace (chase)&lt;br /&gt;*papa (grandpa)&lt;br /&gt;*ma-ma-ma (grandma)&lt;br /&gt;*Yyyyyyyeeah (yeah, but a big emphasis on the y)&lt;br /&gt;*boom-boom (for his guns)&lt;br /&gt;*elmo&lt;br /&gt;*nigh-night&lt;br /&gt;*HI!&lt;br /&gt;*dah (for down)&lt;br /&gt;*up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like theres more, but not to bad for a 14 month old! and he adds something new everyday, but hes so funny, he dances in circles and laughs and is a SUPER SUPER MAMAS BOY!!! and such a cuddler!...we love you buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have lots going on and lots coming up and were just excited for the summer! YAH! of and huge shout out to my bestest gal-pal Robyn for the absolutly adorable baby bedding for miss Caitlyn! WE LOVE IT! SERIOUSLY THANK YOU! nate and I BOTH have not stopped looking at it and we thank you!....more to come soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-8410174618711366399?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8410174618711366399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=8410174618711366399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8410174618711366399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8410174618711366399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/04/family-update-and-oh-how-fun-it-has.html' title='Family Update and Oh how fun it has been....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SfSpiPmRiJI/AAAAAAAAAZk/4tzwdI23x0M/s72-c/caitlyns+skirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-5453943651903680127</id><published>2009-04-13T16:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:11:47.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a.................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GIRL!!!!!.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; I know I can hardly believe it!!!....were are so excited, I cant even think of the words to express how excited we are....we already have a name picked out, which will be dun ta-duh&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caitlyn Marie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-5453943651903680127?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5453943651903680127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=5453943651903680127' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/5453943651903680127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/5453943651903680127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/04/its.html' title='it&apos;s a.................'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-6141389142187938159</id><published>2009-02-22T22:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:46:30.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME GIVEAWAY!!!.....</title><content type='html'>ok so who doesnt love a great giveaway!!!......I know I love one!!!!.......anywho this very crafty mama is offering a fantastic giveaway on her website just go&lt;a href="http://simplyluluboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; and follow her instructions and check out her beautiful merchandise SO CUTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-6141389142187938159?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6141389142187938159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=6141389142187938159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/6141389142187938159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/6141389142187938159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/02/awesome-giveaway.html' title='AWESOME GIVEAWAY!!!.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-6180717682863283798</id><published>2009-02-12T21:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:35:55.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization....</title><content type='html'>ok so yeah since I don't ever truly keep much of a journal (which I know is terrible) I'm going to treat my blog as sort of a personal/family type journal and hey you never know maybe i'll create more posts (but who knows) because of that......anywho I have a lot to blog about considering I just got back from a week long hiatus to vegas to see my family and boy oh boy what a trip that was, but no thats not what I want to talk about right now. I also need to blog and post pictures of my sweet baby chases' first birthday, which was such an awesome yet bitter-sweet day, yet again thats not what i'm going to talk about right now, so I'll just save those things for a later post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now I want to talk about somethings that I have come to realize and have come to terms with this week, for starters people are who they are and I've come to the conclusion that there is not&lt;br /&gt;a damn thing is this world that I can do to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ponder this for a moment: have you ever met someone and your perception of them was totally different than what you thought? and have you ever for a second been disapointed? I know I have.I've met a ton of people who I thought were totally different than they actually are and a few of them I was a little disapointed for a second, because my perception of them was totally in the wrong ball field. anyway I have come to terms to not at all be disapointed anymore, because for one its not ever fair to judge a book/person by its cover and for two I wouldnt want to be judged that way either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that sounds weird but its something I have pondered about for along time and finally came to terms with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some other things I have come to terms with this week is I either have to accept certain people for who they are no matter how badly my heart and head aches or just leave them which also leads down the same path. oh well what can you do?.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also come to realize that its ok to admit to and accept help when its needed. for those that didnt know, but have probably been wondering. no nathan and I arent selling our house we are losing it to foreclosure, we have tried our hardest to keep it, but have come to the bitter realization that we just cant financially or physically do it anymore. we have been taking out extra student loans to cover the mortgage (which isnt astronomical, but it still pretty expensive) and nathan worked like a horse to pay the difference and it was taking a serious toll on him in every aspect of his being. and its just not worth it. its not like its our dream that we thought we would be in forever, heavens no we want property someday and we would like to be able to actually afford our student loans someday when we have to start paying them back and using them to pay for a house, at the time sounded smart, but in retrospect is completly dumb, because we will never truly recoup that money no matter how much ecquity we build up. so in a nut shell that has been about 40% of the stress we have been dealing with and has been eleviated. the other stress is just too personal for me to just open right up about, but for those that know what I'm talking about were ok. we have legal help now and all is being taken care of. thanks for your help and support. and nathan and I have never been closer because of these trials that we have been put through. it brings me back to our old prophet president hinkley and his council to pray for the trials, because of the rewards and blessing that they can bring to your home and family. well hes right and I'm grateful for it. and I sure do miss him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho there are more things i have come to realize this week, but its getting late and if I dont get my beauty rest, heaven help my poor family in the morning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, mom and Robyn and all of my great friends and family that have helped nathan and I get through these trials, we love you and are so grateful for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-6180717682863283798?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/6180717682863283798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=6180717682863283798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/6180717682863283798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/6180717682863283798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/02/realization.html' title='Realization....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-8553416660286258326</id><published>2009-01-27T16:31:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:21:54.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BRRRRRRR and GRRRRRRR!!!!......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ok I know I havent truly updated in like FOREVER, but i promise I'am working on a long, long VERY LONG update post with lots of pictures and few videos, although i'am not done with it yet. it will be published on here very soon!.....anyway with that said I just need to RANT and RAVE on here for like just a minute, cuz today has just been a day! with that said here it goes: I HATE THE FREAKIN' STINKIN' DANG COLD! I'AM SO OVER IT!!!! I know you Iowa natives out there are like "JUST SHOVE IT WITH THE COMPLAINTS ABOUT THE COLD ALREADY", but I cant help myself I'am just so over it!!!! like I love the four seasons and I look forward to winter, but thats until january ends and you then realize that you've already gone through 3 months of winter and you still have 3 more to go and to that i want to tell Mr. Frost and mother nature to TAKE A DANG HIKE!!!! because it is torturous, it has put me in the fowlest mood and for someone like me who is still suffering from a little spout of depression, this weather does nothing to help it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cant wait til my trip to Vegas in March when it will be in the high 70's if not 80's and my family and I can enjoy bright sunny days and I can see my family that I havent seen in &lt;strong&gt;2 (YES 2!) years&lt;/strong&gt; I still cannot believe that I have not been home to see my favorite person (besides you mom!) my granny in 2 years! I cant tell you the pain it gives me going to sleep every night and knowing that is one less day I could be enjoying the precious time she is here with us, she is almost&lt;strong&gt; 84&lt;/strong&gt; after all and she is the sunshine in our lives, because shes not just some old lady knitting in a corner (no offense to those that are) no she is a feisty, witty, very humorous woman and I just adore her and I didnt really know how much I adored and admired her until I got married and had my own kids and it just pains me that she hasnt met chase yet, neither has my sweet brother (miss you tony!) or my best friend/sister Becca (miss you sissy!) I cant wait to see you guys in a month and a half! anywho with all that said i'am just ready for some sun! because i have become so white that Casper the friendly ghost himself looked at me yesterday and said "DANG GIRL, I'VE GOT MORE COLOR THAN YOU!" I think warm, sunny days will be just what this PREGNANT (YES I'M PREGNANT! AGAIN!) Woman needs (im almost 12wks. along for those wondering) and I just cant wait for warm weather and my vegas trip and the beautiful spring and summer here in Iowa. Please dear heavens let that stupid ground hog see his dumb shadow and bring the spring early. with that said I hope everyone is having a better winter than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here mom heres a few pictures to satify those cravings of seeing your grand babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-TejRPmNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/jC3vrsx8wE4/s1600-h/100_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296113839883917522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-TejRPmNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/jC3vrsx8wE4/s400/100_1044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-T_5-kVCI/AAAAAAAAAYk/NRMUKwPZTkg/s1600-h/100_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296114412915282978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-T_5-kVCI/AAAAAAAAAYk/NRMUKwPZTkg/s400/100_1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-Uq9szaqI/AAAAAAAAAYs/u4ba-2SRfS0/s1600-h/100_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296115152648891042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-Uq9szaqI/AAAAAAAAAYs/u4ba-2SRfS0/s400/100_1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-VC9PXgUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/bWXfXBqp6ZM/s1600-h/100_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296115564842287426" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-VC9PXgUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/bWXfXBqp6ZM/s400/100_1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-VfaikAwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/rj0nhBuZ7B4/s1600-h/100_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296116053743764226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-VfaikAwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/rj0nhBuZ7B4/s400/100_1098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-V2j1UcrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XU6Dsz2nOBI/s1600-h/100_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296116451375346354" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-V2j1UcrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XU6Dsz2nOBI/s400/100_1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love this picture of Coby, its just so him, his face reads" Yes in fact I do have a hidden agenda!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope that can suffice for now. I love you all out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-8553416660286258326?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8553416660286258326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=8553416660286258326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8553416660286258326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8553416660286258326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2009/01/brrrrrrr-and-grrrrrrr.html' title='BRRRRRRR and GRRRRRRR!!!!......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SX-TejRPmNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/jC3vrsx8wE4/s72-c/100_1044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-1797604188952329378</id><published>2008-12-16T08:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:37:44.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle me this......</title><content type='html'>what does 2+1+1+&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=????????.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think you can solve it, then leave me a comment. there just might be a prize for whomever can solve it first!.....hmmmmm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-1797604188952329378?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1797604188952329378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=1797604188952329378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1797604188952329378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1797604188952329378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/12/riddle-me-this.html' title='Riddle me this......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-4216919806558563899</id><published>2008-09-11T22:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:49:30.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I must interupt......</title><content type='html'>my muchly (is that even a word hmmmmm) dare i say "highly anticipated" update on my life for a brief little headline I recently found &lt;a href="http://stiesthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; blog from another friends blog and it just humbled me so much in a way that I have to post about it. this is by far one of the funniest, most truthful blogs I have ever read and it is hilarious. but there is a particular post that she did that just seriously made me sit and really smell the roses of life. read below (kind of long, but well worth the read):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     You are about to get married to a tall, skinny boy from the other side of town. He loves you all right, but he has no idea yet just how much he needs you, and you him.You may think you want babies right away, but don't rush yourself. Enjoy this time when it's just the two of you. THE BABIES WILL COME. And once they do, they will never leave. And they will smell sometimes. And pee on you (and yet you will still love them). Stop wishing this time away, because in a blink, it will be gone, and you will find yourself a mother of three, with a road map of stretch marks to prove it.In spite of what everyone will tell you, it is okay to go to bed mad at each other. Sometimes it's better, as hurtful words are not said, and cooler heads always prevail in the morning.You are not really that great of a cook. I'm sorry to break that to you. You can bake like nobody's business, but cooking meat is not really your thing. And when you're making gravy one night in your first apartment? Don't add the paprika. Trust me on this one. The gravy will turn pink, and will be thoroughly disgusting. Your sweet husband will eat it anyway, but you will have just given him something to tease you about. Forever.Do not be critical of your spouse, and expect the same in return from him. Never badmouth him to your friends. Instead, brag about all his good qualities. It will help you to constantly see the good in him, of which there is a lot.Learn to pick your battles. I can promise you that after almost 15 years, he will still sling his suit over the back of a chair at the end of a long day. YOU WILL NOT FIX THIS. Stop trying. Just get over it, and be glad he is willing to work so hard for you and your family. Focus instead on ways you can make it easier for him to do his demanding job.You must also accept that you will be ignored on Saturday afternoons from late August through November, as he will ALWAYS want to watch his &lt;a href="http://www.byucougars.com/Schedule.jsp?SP=130&amp;amp;YR=2008"&gt;favorite team&lt;/a&gt; play football. It is nothing personal. It is just a strange part of this man that you will never understand. Instead, get a hobby or a good book and enjoy your alone time.Lastly, remember this: Men are like puppies; a little praise and a treat goes a long way in training them to do what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;You, age 34.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously that is so true. I have truly been struggling lately with a lots of things (which I will let everyone in on, in my highly anticipated update on my life post) and today was no exception, but man'o'man this really hit home for me, I truly am always focused on Nate's flaws or misdeeds or on the little pet peeves that bug me, to realize that I married such a thoughtful, caring, loving, hardworking, smart, handsome, spiritual, great man. who is supporting a family of four while going through med-school, working not 1 but now 2 jobs (one at the hospital and he now has an electrical job)and while maintaining a 3.9 GPA while making time to spend time with his kids and wife, give me breaks to go to dinners with my friends, go to recipe clubs, shopping and everything else in my (me, me, me) life, while taking extra classes at work and everything he has complicated with his extended family. I cant believe I forget all those wonderful qualities/thing about him. our husband (most of us anyway) do so much for their families it just amazes, dont get me wrong us woman out there do alot too, but we (well me anyway) all demand praise for it, but our husbands (mine anyway) never even thinks about it that way when it comes to all the hard work nate does, he never expects praise for it. he just does those things. and I have so much to be proud of . he is such a GOOD MAN! and I love him. so go now ME,ME,ME woman out there (mostly me anyway) and kiss your husband and tell him how proud you are of him and how much love and appreciate him and look forward to the next fifteen years (or the next five in my case, since weve only been married for almost five) and while your at it, hug your babies and tell them too how much you love them, because they wont be babies forever. and with that a bid everyone a GOOD NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned....for my muchly (still not sure it that is even a word hhhmmmmm) HIGHLY ANTICIPATED update on my life and summer with tons of pics and videos, for now heres a little teaser/sneak peak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SMnqwfezGuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7Amp1cPVhdw/s1600-h/100_0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244981359854951138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SMnqwfezGuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7Amp1cPVhdw/s400/100_0966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that face! aint he a cutie!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SMnrqL6sbRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/p4nL1E1b1L0/s1600-h/100_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244982351035657490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SMnrqL6sbRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/p4nL1E1b1L0/s400/100_0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;and how bout this little boy, how HANDSOME is he!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5ce7e78c330d2788" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SMnqwfezGuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7Amp1cPVhdw/s72-c/100_0966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-3803297935560472872</id><published>2008-09-03T11:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:36:02.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>COMING TO A COMPUTER SCREEN NEAR YOU!!</title><content type='html'>"STAY TUNED" for probably the "LONGEST" blog update you have ever read with TONS and TONS of pictures and videos of our very fun, short, stressful, drama filled summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-8966426341789436929</id><published>2008-05-11T05:13:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T09:14:10.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of Mothers.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As I sat back this week and tried to think about what I could possibly do for the special woman in my life for mothers day, especially since I'm so far away from my family and on a relatively small budget. I thought what better way to say I love you and I appreciate you than to share it with everyone and anyone who reads my blog: so without further delay here we go........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbNfXy4yzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HbDmbIcCWt8/s1600-h/Cheri_Jim_and_Grandma_1964.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199068758692907826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbNfXy4yzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HbDmbIcCWt8/s400/Cheri_Jim_and_Grandma_1964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;this is my mom and uncle with when she was a kid.I seriously look so much like her when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbOq3y4y0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/RBQJXPJpspQ/s1600-h/Cheri_Graduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199070055773031234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbOq3y4y0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/RBQJXPJpspQ/s400/Cheri_Graduation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCb80Xy4y7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/OtB5IXqbsAM/s1600-h/momandcoby.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199120796516666290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCb80Xy4y7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/OtB5IXqbsAM/s400/momandcoby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coby&lt;/span&gt; and my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199071743695178594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbQNHy4y2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/x_z_TYNcZpo/s400/100_0423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chase and my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This Special Lady would be my mother. My Mom is a very smart, beautiful, sensitive, hard working and nurturing woman. She is a great Mother to her children and a fantastic grandmother to her grand children. My mom has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;persevered through so many hardships she has had to face in her life from being a single parent (my parents divorced when I was two)and raising three hethan children :), to living with a life threatening brain tumor and many surgeries, financial harships and other medical and personal crises. she hasalways mangaed to keep her head above water and a smile on her face, even though deep down she may want to sometimes throw the towel in, throw up her arms and say "to heck with it all!" she doesnt she just always keep chuggin along. I know if I had even gone through half the things that my mom has had to go through in her life I certainly wouldnt be here today. she leads completly by example and thats what makes her not only a GREAT MOM, but a GREAT WOMAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mom and I have a very special bond. growing up I was not the easiest to live, I was loud, obnoxious, obscene, I was just a stubborn little brat at times. no matter what though my mom never judged me. she would be furious with me one minute when I was doing something stupid or saying something mean. I would at times apologize and that was it. it was water under the bridge.she is extremly forgiving. When I was a kid and all the way up til I was out of high school I did gymnastics and cheerleading and my mom was SUPER SUPPORTIVE she wanted me to live my dreams no matter what it took, I still dont know how in the world she paid all the thousands of dollars that she paid for me to do it all considering she had two other kids in sports and extra-curricular activities and two other kids to feed and cloth (teens at that!). I'll never forget when I was 14 (I think) I went to a modeling audition and the talent scout said "great we want you, but you have to pay for your own portrait portfolio and picture cards (or zed cards as there calledin the model world) in order to get booked you need those things. well those things arent cheap a porfolio can run in the hundreds if not thousands of dollars, but none the less my mom wanted me to pursue my drems, she told me she would take a second job and do anything to get me to the top if this was what I had wanted, but I told her not "no". I didnt want my mom to take a second job she works hard enough, besides i was a cheerleader at the time and she already paid for that and that was enough for me. she always put her kids first before herself, I can remember her having holes in her shoes and me being the selfish, bratty teen that I was, wanted a new pair of shoes (even though I had like a dozen) and instead of buying some for herself, she spent the money on me. once again she always put her kids first no matter what. the special we share still continues today, but back in high school and a little there after while all my friends were going out and dating. I alot of the times chose to stay home and hang with my mom and watch a movie or play games or just joke back and forth (my mom has one of the best senses of humor ever), sure I went out too sometimes, but alot of the time I just loved and still just love to hang with my mom. my mom and I gave laugh just by looking at each other, which gets us into trouble at times. I remember when her and I (ok this is bad so brace yourselves) were at someones baptism and there was this goofy lookin little man there with this thick glasses on and he was speaking about baptisms and what not and then he started to read something from the scriptures and then he paused half way through and said "sorry I gotta put my glasses on" and boom! he put on these coke bottle glasses, I'm talkin thick! and I knew my mom was thinkin the same thing I was and I knew that even if I turned to look at her we would bust up laughing (and she knew it too), but i just couldnt help myself and I turned and looked at her and she was holding her mouth trying so hard not to laugh and the seconds out eyes met that was it we had to leave we were bustin up laughing and we were so red in the face that we had to excuse ourselves from the room. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mom, Thankyou for being not only a great mom, but a great friend, a kind heart and a great woman. you totally lead by example, like you were lead. I love you so very much and I would be completly lost without. Thank you for always listening to ranting and raving about a bad day or about anything. Thank you for being such a wonderful, loving grandmother to my kids. Thank you for your continuing selflessness. Thank you for being you. Thank you for being my mom. and Thank you Heavenly father for blessing me with such a special mother. Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199092836279569266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbjY3y4y3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/lxt_ICtsRD4/s400/granny1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbj0Xy4y4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/FhPe7kmJa0M/s1600-h/granny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199093308725971842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbj0Xy4y4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/FhPe7kmJa0M/s400/granny2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Gorgeous Woman would be my Grandmother. She is extremly intelligant, beautiful, classy, charming, strong and witty. She is defninitly in a class all on her own. She is the epitamy of a Great Wonder Woman. She has lived one of the most fascinating lives I have ever seen. She is the best mother to her four children. The best Grandmother to her 11 grandchildren and The best great-grandmother to her 9 great-grand children. My grandmother just fascinates me she has been through WWII, the great depression, poverty, the kennedy administration, the reagean administration (YIKES!) :) the list goes on and on. to say that my granny (as I like to call her, much to her dismay of course hehe) hasnt, seen it all, done it all and been through it all, is the biggest understatement of the century!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother sacrificed so much for her children. and for her grnadchildren. she came to live with us when I was seven, but she pretty much helped to take care of us since birth, because after my parents divorced she would come over in the morning before my mom went to work and she would help to get us ready and get us off to school. she stayed home with me and my sister (my brother was already in school) and took care of us while my mom was at work, so she didnt have to worry about us. she helped clean our house and even cooked a meal for us so my mom didnt have to when she got home. and each day she would then go home and cook my grandfather and herself a meal as well. she made many sacrifices for all us so that we could have a better life. she is so kind to everyone and her smile just radiates from her face. I miss her so dearly since moving away. I miss my many talks with her after I would come home from dates and she would ask "is he a keeper" to which I replied "NOPE!" it wasnt until i met nate however when that answered changed, but anywho she was just always there for me, to listen and to guide me. she was my second mother she helped make me the woman I'am today. I could write an entire series on my grandmother and her humor stories, her history and war stories, her love stories, her mother stories. My granny just never ceases to amaze me . she is 83 years old and she still works. she is seriously so strong. I have such a special bond with my granny and so badly miss her smile and her laugh. she has the most unique laugh and the very best sense of HUMOR! we could laugh about things for hours. just her sassy, feisty attitude can make you laugh. she is a big time, big time democrat and I just love to here her talk about politics, she just cracks me up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Granny, Thank you for always being there for me. Thank you for your laugh. Thank you for all the sacrifices you have made for me and mom and my brother and sister. Thank you for being the epitamy of a perfect wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, friend and confidant. Thank you everything you have ever done or will do for me. I love you so very,very much Granny and I will always have a very special place for you in my heart. Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbtCny4y5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Y3PY9sTHcpA/s1600-h/terina.dad.sophi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199103449143757714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbtCny4y5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Y3PY9sTHcpA/s400/terina.dad.sophi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Special Lady would be my beautiful step mommy Terina. Terina is very hard working, kind, thoughtful, loving and talented. Terina moved to the U.S. from Seoul, South Korea when she was I believe 16. Her and her sisters were in a rock/pop band and she was the lead singer and she played guitar. they played at tons of hotels and they are very talented, their music is awesome. Terina and my Dad married when I was 3 and from the get go Terina treated me like I was her own, she has so much love for me and my little family. she is amazing. she could work a 12 hour shift (standing on her feet all day),come home, clean the house, and cook a meal. and she never complains, she sets such a great example for myself and my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of my fondest memories of her was when I was little. I would go see her shows sometimes although I cant really remember them I can remember her beautiful voice and how she can dance. she has got the RYTHM! :). I can rember playing in parks with her and dressing up in her high heels and putting on dress up clothes and singing "Paula abdul" on the fire place mount with a microphone pretending I was her on stage. I remember watching "touched by an angel" with her and how that was her favorite show on t.v. I have so many memories with her. She is such a wonderful wife to my father, Mother to my sister and I and grandmother to my kids.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Terina, Thank you for loving me from the get go like a mother to her newborn baby. Thank you for the example you set for Sophia and I. Thank you for being so loving and so good to my dad. Thank you for being such a great grandmother to my kids. Thank you for being you. I love you so very much and I miss you and I think of you everyday. Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbzeXy4y6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/kSaPBsC6rrI/s1600-h/cobers.grandma.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199110522954894242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbzeXy4y6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/kSaPBsC6rrI/s400/cobers.grandma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Special Lady would be my Mother-in-Law. She is very intelligent, beautiful, tender-hearted (thats where nate gets it), loving, witty, spiritual and kind. She is such a good mother and she is the best Grandmother. she is the strongest woman I know. she has remained so positive and strong throught out all the trials in her life. she finished her masters degree in teaching while raising FIVE KIDS! who were no more than a year apart (some of them) while still working. I seriously dont know how she did it. she is just amazing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some special memories I remember about her are of when Nate first took me to meet his folks I was so nervous, especially to meet his mom, I really liked nate and I just wanted her to like me so badly. she just made me feel so comfortable and so welcomed I knew then that I wanted to be apart of her family (i dont think I ever told her that). I remember how excited she was for night and I when we got engaged. I miss the heart to heart talks we had about Nathan and love and motherhood and the gospel. She was just so there for me before and after Coby was born. I was so scared about child birth and about pregancy and she was just there for me. after Coby was born she came and stayed at my house, cleaned it, filled my fridge with groceries, cooked me a couple of meals, she made me breakfast in bed and got up with Coby. she was awesome and it was so special to the see the bond that she formed right away with Coby. she loves me like one of her own and she always makes me feel so special. my fondest memory her and I shared is one that has changed my life forever. she was my escort in the temple when I took out my own endowments and was sealed to her son for time and all eternity. it was the most important and sepcial day in my life and it was the most special that I got to spend those special moments with her in the dressing room and I could feel the spirit so strong. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom, Thank you so much for being such a great mom and a fantastic grandma. If I could just be half the mother that you were to your kids I know I will be successful. Thank you for giving me your son and for making him the man he is today. Thank you for being there for me before and after Coby was born I dont think I ever told you how much I appreciated it. you were WONDERFUL! Thank you for leading by example. Thank you for the special and spiritual moments we shared together in the temple. I love you so much and I think you are the best. Thank you to my heavenly father for blessing me with such a great mother-in-law, mother to my husband and grandmother to my children. Thank YOU!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Thank you to all mothers out there for all you do. motherhood is something so special and it takes a special lady to be a great mom. The prophets have all stated how important motherhood is to our heavenly father and it truly is. For all the mothers, grandmothers, great-grandmothers and mothers-2-be out there.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; MOTHERS DAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-8966426341789436929?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8966426341789436929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=8966426341789436929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8966426341789436929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8966426341789436929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/thinking-of-mothers.html' title='Thinking of Mothers.......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SCbNfXy4yzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HbDmbIcCWt8/s72-c/Cheri_Jim_and_Grandma_1964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-5095506300285258001</id><published>2008-05-06T21:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:30:13.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfortunatly......</title><content type='html'>WE ARE GOING PRIVATE!! SOON!!......Ive been hearing some pretty scary stories from people about anonymous, crazy, disgusting and perverted comments from people they dont even know. and I have my babies on here and that just kind of freaks me out. I dont want to be another lifetime story or anything, I could just see the headlines now "crazy man and/or woman stalks family on thje internet finds them and takes their babies or something" (I know im paranoid and and maybe a tid bit crazy myself), but seriously you just never know whos out there and it seems like everyone is going private lately so there must be a reason for it right?! so yes unfortunatly after much talk and careful consideration with my hubby, dear fam. and friends we are going private with our blog. If you are at all interested in still reading and/or looking at my blog simply leave me your email address ( which I will make unviewable by others) and I will invite you to read it. we will be going private within the next week or so. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-5095506300285258001?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5095506300285258001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=5095506300285258001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/5095506300285258001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/5095506300285258001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/05/unfortunatly.html' title='Unfortunatly......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-1714014258744228579</id><published>2008-04-27T20:49:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:55:42.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Sundays.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;seriously is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; not the best day of the week? for me it is. Sunday is the one day of the week where you can get spiritual, emotional, mental and physical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rejuvenation&lt;/span&gt; all in one day. Its the one day where my whole family can be together without having school or work or house cleaning or yada, yada, yada. ITS AWESOME!!!! today was no exception to that, it was a real wonderful day, we watched a couple of movies (license to wed), caught up on the Office, took naps, played kick ball, played a few games, and had a great dinner and just vegged out, all my favorite things to do. today we were a little late to church since we took some time to actually take a few pictures of us as a family finally dressed up. here is our couple of attempts at getting a family photo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBUyg5-yC3I/AAAAAAAAANw/ozTJIrB5eTc/s1600-h/100_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194113286143085426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBUyg5-yC3I/AAAAAAAAANw/ozTJIrB5eTc/s400/100_0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;attempt 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBUy8J-yC4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Ykr1_NIYwJY/s1600-h/100_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194113754294520706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBUy8J-yC4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Ykr1_NIYwJY/s400/100_0675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;attempt 2&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBUzmJ-yC5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/BANfQAdzlec/s1600-h/100_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194114475849026450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBUzmJ-yC5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/BANfQAdzlec/s400/100_0676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"yeah Chase has had enough, but hey we tried right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On another note... who out there thinks that the cartoons lately are lame, repetitive, annoying and boring??? MEEEEE!!!!!! holy cow coby just loves "Thomas the Train"," Wow,wow, wubzy","Backyardigans", and so on.......can we say boring! what ever happened to shows like "gummi bears, ducks tales, tale spin, animaniacs,rugrats, doug, pepper ann, looney toons, mickey mouse. CLASSIC!!! well anywho I came downstairs from changing chase to find coby on the couch like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBU1XZ-yC6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/_zlZMXFBPfQ/s1600-h/100_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194116421469211554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBU1XZ-yC6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/_zlZMXFBPfQ/s400/100_0694.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;his face is like DUUUHHHHH!!!! and what may you ask is he watching?..............&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBU3rJ-yC7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/pv0X66xgKg4/s1600-h/100_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194118959794883506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBU3rJ-yC7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/pv0X66xgKg4/s400/100_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that would be...."WOW,WOW,Wubzy!" BOOORRIINGGG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBU7xJ-yC8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/14y81_p29Aw/s1600-h/chasedaddycollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194123460920609730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBU7xJ-yC8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/14y81_p29Aw/s400/chasedaddycollage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heres a cute little picture collage of Nate and Chase. gosh is he getting big or what? his little personality develops more and more everyday. we just love him! How dang cute is he?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-1714014258744228579?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1714014258744228579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=1714014258744228579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1714014258744228579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1714014258744228579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-sundays.html' title='I Love Sundays.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SBUyg5-yC3I/AAAAAAAAANw/ozTJIrB5eTc/s72-c/100_0674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-7009953407696341159</id><published>2008-04-23T11:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T12:18:47.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a day at the park.....</title><content type='html'>is just what we have been needing! this winter has been the longest winter of my life. Six months to be exact! Now that its over I'am just ecstatic! and so is Coby. My Friend Robyn and her kiddos came over yesterday and we walked the kids down my block to the park. Coby was so excited he could hardly contain himself. Coby is such an outdoorsy kind of boy, he loves dirt and he just loves to run and jump and play hard. he was totally in his element yesterday and the weather couldnt have been more perfect a wonderful 72 degrees (for my far away fams. information). although it was a blast it was hell (pardon my french) when it was time to go. I mean you try telling a crazily hyper-active 3 year old boy who has been couped up in a house for six months that its time to go in five minutes and then five minutes are up and its time to go....ummm yeah right, he pitched the biggest fit, but I think if I was in his shoes I would have been the same way. well heres a few pics of our fun day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9tuJ-yC0I/AAAAAAAAANc/kUCYn0zT39M/s1600-h/funatthepark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192489535102126914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9tuJ-yC0I/AAAAAAAAANc/kUCYn0zT39M/s400/funatthepark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I just love picture collages! **the pic.on the bottom right. is right after I strapped him into the stroller during his temper tantrum. he so funny this boy, because the second I pulled the camera out to take a picture, he was all smiles. he loves to take pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9uqJ-yC2I/AAAAAAAAANo/bqr_z17Tm8M/s1600-h/100_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192490565894277986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9uqJ-yC2I/AAAAAAAAANo/bqr_z17Tm8M/s400/100_0665.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of course this is how Chase contributed in on the fun :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;WOW! 3 posts in one day I'm on a roll! yeah dont expect it to last though. ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a great week everyone and enjoy the beautiful weather while it lasts, because you know what they say "April showers, brings May flowers!" :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-7009953407696341159?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7009953407696341159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=7009953407696341159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/7009953407696341159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/7009953407696341159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-at-park.html' title='a day at the park.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9tuJ-yC0I/AAAAAAAAANc/kUCYn0zT39M/s72-c/funatthepark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-7485766968848940264</id><published>2008-04-23T08:38:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:26:14.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing so fast....</title><content type='html'>My little chasers is almost three months old!! can you believe it! he is getting so big and he has been going through a growth spurt. Last week he had a dr's appt. and he was a whopping 11lbs. 5oz. 22.5 inches long. he seriously gained a pound in a week. he is such an angel baby.he sleeps through the night now. he goes to sleep around 9:30p.m. and doesnt wake up until 5:30am! and he will just wake up ,want to eat and go right back to sleep until 8:30am. its been wonderful and such a welcomed change since his big brother did not sleep through the night until he was like 6 months old (can we say colicky!). I cant believe how fast they grow. its such a bitter-sweet thing, because you want them to grow up, but at the same time you dont. :) We love our little Chase and his sweet smile and cute little cry/voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192438102868757234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA8-8Z-yCvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4aJ3Ro461LQ/s400/chaserscollage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How adorable is he?!.....yes in fact I'am very proud! his smile just brightens my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-88dda5dde22c2464" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88dda5dde22c2464%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186649%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7EDB74F220322FA58D43590A25AFFF2E4D80205A.65B8836BCB0D8533637B3186C2F7EED5EE6AD286%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88dda5dde22c2464%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvnwYaqGc9CTAyMyFrfVcwr6zdcw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88dda5dde22c2464%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186649%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7EDB74F220322FA58D43590A25AFFF2E4D80205A.65B8836BCB0D8533637B3186C2F7EED5EE6AD286%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88dda5dde22c2464%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvnwYaqGc9CTAyMyFrfVcwr6zdcw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*of course my voice is loud and annoying, but hey its my baby!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;of course I cant blog without talking about my Coby-bear. he is such a great big brother and he never ceases to amaze me. we love you big boy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9GU5-yCzI/AAAAAAAAANU/jBbI5a0W2qU/s1600-h/coby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192446220356946738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9GU5-yCzI/AAAAAAAAANU/jBbI5a0W2qU/s400/coby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know he seriously is looking more and more like me everyday. oh how much I love my boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9FJ5-yCxI/AAAAAAAAANE/CVDqoZWFBC4/s1600-h/cousinfun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192444931866757906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9FJ5-yCxI/AAAAAAAAANE/CVDqoZWFBC4/s400/cousinfun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here is Chase and Jonathan playing in Chases Crib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9Fip-yCyI/AAAAAAAAANM/mAMOpZxvJL0/s1600-h/famoffourcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192445357068520226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9Fip-yCyI/AAAAAAAAANM/mAMOpZxvJL0/s400/famoffourcollage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA9Fip-yCyI/AAAAAAAAANM/mAMOpZxvJL0/s1600-h/famoffourcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here is our attempt at getting a family photo. I look like crap, but thus is the life of a mother of two. however I have to say we are a dang cute family. Nope Im not biased when I say that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-7485766968848940264?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=88dda5dde22c2464&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/7485766968848940264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=7485766968848940264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/7485766968848940264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/7485766968848940264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/04/growing-so-fast.html' title='Growing so fast....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA8-8Z-yCvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4aJ3Ro461LQ/s72-c/chaserscollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-8004922322326002945</id><published>2008-04-23T08:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:37:00.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>he's here......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;this is a little last in posting, but Please join me in congratulating my brother-in-law and sister-in-law (andy and Jurelle) on the birth of their son Jonathan Drew born April 15th, 2008. Jonathan weighed in @ 8lbs. 3oz. and he was 20 inches long. he is perfect such a cute and sweet baby! my sister-in-law said it took 4 pushes and he was out. Can we say LUCKY!!! what a beautiful family they have and were so excited for my niece to have a little brother and for Chase to have a cousin so close in age. I know they will be such good budds when they grow up right along with the rest of our fam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA82Lp-yCuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/k_Nabjdra80/s1600-h/jonathans+birth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192428469257112290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SA82Lp-yCuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/k_Nabjdra80/s400/jonathans+birth.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How stinkin' cute is he huh? :) and what a beauiful family! we love you guys CONGRATULATIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-233fa19720889b30" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D233fa19720889b30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186649%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F8D167C736BA07B70B4D3D7ADCB50DA5DE82A2D.C859E681AE4878BA47224BE9434825E66CB4012%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D233fa19720889b30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtUeshkvS3cOLeXRBmb6GssNU3G4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D233fa19720889b30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186649%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F8D167C736BA07B70B4D3D7ADCB50DA5DE82A2D.C859E681AE4878BA47224BE9434825E66CB4012%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D233fa19720889b30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtUeshkvS3cOLeXRBmb6GssNU3G4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*ignore my annoying voice in the background on both videos*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 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Ignore my annoying voice in the background....Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2037b2f7222e1910" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2037b2f7222e1910%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186649%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BE01B43A53484A0D63D0FF15F8ED9FC90AA8D4E.1C7678D7EC6C47AFBCC3B1A1F9539DBD07A6A37E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2037b2f7222e1910%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DT61Fp7nr22Ks-QetgIDKj0ODik8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2037b2f7222e1910%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186649%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BE01B43A53484A0D63D0FF15F8ED9FC90AA8D4E.1C7678D7EC6C47AFBCC3B1A1F9539DBD07A6A37E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2037b2f7222e1910%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DT61Fp7nr22Ks-QetgIDKj0ODik8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-4475145657993926599?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2037b2f7222e1910&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4475145657993926599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=4475145657993926599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4475145657993926599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4475145657993926599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/04/whoops-forgot-something.html' title='whoops forgot something....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-2948158843447860704</id><published>2008-04-12T00:46:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T15:32:58.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No Blog.....</title><content type='html'>so after a two week hiatus from blogging (sorry folks, but ive been a little busy!), I figured I better update. well April has been a very interesting and busy month so far. Nate has finals all next week then he has a whole week off (wahoo) before summer semester begins, he has done fantastic and I couldnt be more happy or proud of him. GOOD JOB SNUGGLE-BUNNY!! :) I LOVE YOU!... so anywho lately we have not been able to have family home evenings on monday nights because nate usually has class on mon.'s from 5-8:30p.m. so we have resorted to having F.H.E. on wednesday nights and this is a little late but we decided one night that we would take coby to the Y.M.C.A. to go swimming (its a indoor, heated pool) since he hasnt gone swimming since last summer, well that boy enjoyed it so much that he had a huge melt-down tantrum when we were done, because he totally wanted to stay. here are a few pictures of that night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SABQOjWAMtI/AAAAAAAAALE/UkNEp0gpcqY/s1600-h/100_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188234981666730706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SABQOjWAMtI/AAAAAAAAALE/UkNEp0gpcqY/s320/100_0586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little timid at first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SABQwDWAMuI/AAAAAAAAALM/ahlssHs9dBU/s1600-h/100_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188235557192348386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SABQwDWAMuI/AAAAAAAAALM/ahlssHs9dBU/s320/100_0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SAERDjT6vnI/AAAAAAAAALs/7MwZ7U5dqfM/s1600-h/100_0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188446998423584370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SAERDjT6vnI/AAAAAAAAALs/7MwZ7U5dqfM/s320/100_0593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kick, Kick, Kick Coby!....daddys such a good coach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SAETbjT6voI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OiHR6edbpK0/s1600-h/100_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188449609763700354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SAETbjT6voI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OiHR6edbpK0/s320/100_0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA!! Mommy its cold! (look at the expression on his face can we say *PRICELESS*)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SAEUsTT6vpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/S6JPfXjp3f4/s1600-h/100_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188450997038136978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SAEUsTT6vpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/S6JPfXjp3f4/s320/100_0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is how Chase and I contributed in on the fun. since Im not cleared to swim yet from the dr.after the c-section. we just sat back and watched the fun. cant wait for chase and I to be able to join in on the fun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SAEVyDT6vqI/AAAAAAAAAME/ETDQfJ1HZ2U/s1600-h/100_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188452195334012578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SAEVyDT6vqI/AAAAAAAAAME/ETDQfJ1HZ2U/s320/100_0599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that was fun. what a great F.H.E. it was. I only hope that Coby remembers these special moments that I hold so dear, when he gets older. (might I say what a sweet picture this is!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;also a couple weeks back Nate and I were able to sneak away for a few hours and have a little date to ourselves. Thank you to our good friend Robyn for watching the kids (Robyn and I have started to swap babysitting since its so expensive now-a-days to pay for a sitter on top of a date) "You're awesome Robyn!" ;)...so what may you ask did we do for our date well we thought we would add a little romance in the date by going "MINI-VAN SHOPPING", I know peer romance huh?! ha :) no we didnt end up getting anything, but we looked, a little F.Y.I. all the car dealerships in Iowa close at like 6! yes folks 6p.m.! on a saturday like the busiest day of the week, oh well thats Iowa for ya!...well after the mini-van shopping we thought we would add even more romance (not like we hadnt had enough already) to the night by eating at the one place that just screams romantic, yep thats right "PERKINS!" (ha im such a comedian huh!) for those that are so far away perkins is like a dennys or a I.H.O.P....then after dinner we decided to act like a couple of school kids and make-out in our car in a park parking lot (we really do that alot) on a serious note we really had a blast and it was fun to act like kids who were dating again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heres a pics from the night:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SAEbljT6vrI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RFh7idTQxvQ/s1600-h/100_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188458577655414450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SAEbljT6vrI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RFh7idTQxvQ/s320/100_0603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-2948158843447860704?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2948158843447860704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=2948158843447860704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/2948158843447860704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/2948158843447860704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time, No Blog.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/SABQOjWAMtI/AAAAAAAAALE/UkNEp0gpcqY/s72-c/100_0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-9221698661959769679</id><published>2008-03-28T20:59:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:45:36.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Part II.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so the second part of spring break began with me throwing my sister-in-law Jurelle a surprise baby shower for her first little boy (she has a girl, but this was her first boy, how exciting! huh?)which was so much fun, she had no Idea which was the best part and I made my first attempt ever at making a diaper cake and I must say when i googled it online people made it seem so much more difficult than it actually was, some sites said that it would or should take an hour and some said it could require two people to put it together, so naturally i was a little intimidated (which for those that no me well is something that doesnt happen to me very often) there was also a website that offered a step-by-step video tutorial for ONLY $14.95 (i say that sarcastically) i mean people over exaterated (in my opinion) how difficult it would be and seriously it was so easy i think it took me like 20 min. to put the whole thing together and it was super easy and it turned out so cute and I'am not a crafty person by any means so anyone that is going to a baby shower or is throwing one this is the perfect gift for people such as myself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-2mARFuMMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/yz2rl8kJnSs/s1600-h/100_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182981269690921154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-2mARFuMMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/yz2rl8kJnSs/s200/100_0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heres the beautiful mommy at the front door as we were yelling surprise. she seriously had no Idea that we were having a surprise shower for her. she just thought she was coming to pick us girls up for a girls day of pampering . (which we did conclude with after the shower. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-2m6hFuMNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SyVDMORCPiM/s1600-h/100_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182982270418301138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-2m6hFuMNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SyVDMORCPiM/s200/100_0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isnt the expression on her face just priceless when we yelled surprise and what a beautiful preggo woman she makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-2oHxFuMPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/leZ4S_RKX0k/s1600-h/100_0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182983597563195634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-2oHxFuMPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/leZ4S_RKX0k/s320/100_0523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heres the table and the diaper cake. it was so much fun. we dined on strawberry creme filled crepes, a tropical fruit salad (delicious) and we drank this very refreshing sparkling cherry-limade it was so good!! and it all turned out so good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to add a little humor to the party we played the "dont say that word game" the game where everyone gets a few clothes line pins on their shirts and you pick a word you cant say throughtout the whole shower (our words were "cute"and"baby" which made it super challenging) and if you say that word than who ever catches you saying it first gets your pin and by the end of the shower the person with the most pins wins. this is where the humor came in. I decided that the prize for this would be a gag gift which was a "douche bag" HA! its kind of an inside joke in our family so thats what made it hilarious and the fact that i wrapped it and no one had any idea what the prize was :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after the shower we headed over to a nail salon for pedicures, a first for the mommy-to-be and probably the 100th for myself (a little 411 on me i used to get pedicures and acrylic nails done every 2 weeks b4 i had kids and became poor DANG IT! :( bummer ) for anyone who hasnt had a pedicure before i highly recomend it. it feels so awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-2raBFuMQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7w9ZdRO3D6w/s1600-h/100_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182987209630691586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-2raBFuMQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7w9ZdRO3D6w/s320/100_0532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heres us girls getting our feet done, minus poor Nonie (my sister-in-law) who had to work that day after the shower, oh well sucked to be her HA! please ignore how i look in this picture. I looked like crap that day i also look fat in this picture i swear!. I would also like to take this time to thank my mother-in-law for treating us girls to pedicures &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"THANKS MOM!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the week concluded with celebrating cobys b-day like i talked about in a previous post. we also celebrated easter which wasnt to eventful. i bought stuff to dye easter eggs with coby and I just never got around to doing it. oh well maybe i will somtime this week or something. I did however get the boys easter baskets (by boys i mean nate too). easter has always held a special place in my heart not only because of my savior Jesus Christ and the sacrifice he made for me, but because it was the first holiday nate and I celebrated together when we were dating and ever since it has always meant more to me than any other holidays (combined). just a little history on that first easter nate got me this huge easter basket filled with candy and a cute stuffed bunny he also brought me flowers and a beautiuful card to which he expressed how much he truly cared for me and loved me (he also mentioned how he wanted to marry me, he didnt ask me, he just expressed that he wanted to marry me someday) he brought that basket to my moms house while i was working and i was surprised with it when i got home (my mom was very impressed and he earned major brownie points in her book). so yeah i got the boys easter baskets which werent really anything special. Coby got Leap Frog Letter Factory dvd and candy in his basket. Chase got a few little toys which i threw in cobys basket (they shared this year) and nate got socks, dress socks and candy in his basket (i know exciting right...umm yeah), but none-the-less the boys loved them. we celebrated easter this year by going to church and listening to the wonderful talks about the savior and the atonement and how he died for us to that someday when we die that we might rise and live again. Im so grateful to my heavenly father and too my savior and what better time of year to express that love that we all have for him. Im so grateful for the gospel in my life and what it has made my life become and for the many blessings I receive I'am truly thakful to my heavenly father and I love him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wow what a fantastic week. im so sad that it is gone now. more happened during the week such as shopping, dining and a few more get togethers, but this is pretty much the sum of it all. hope everyone else had a great week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-26MhFuMRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lbugwlpBPy4/s1600-h/100_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183003470376874258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-26MhFuMRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lbugwlpBPy4/s320/100_0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; coby admiring the easer baskets. he wasnt the least bit interested in anything except the candy (and all i can say is "yup thats my boy!").unfortunatly i once again forgot my camera and didnt get any pictures of us in our easter clothes DANG IT!! oh well i will try for next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-9221698661959769679?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9221698661959769679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=9221698661959769679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/9221698661959769679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/9221698661959769679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break-part-ii.html' title='Spring Break Part II.......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-2mARFuMMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/yz2rl8kJnSs/s72-c/100_0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-1815428330830611156</id><published>2008-03-22T18:26:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:54:44.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY COBY!......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-XNZhFuMCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vjrm0TwFL4s/s1600-h/100_0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180772784622415906" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-WZIRFuL8I/AAAAAAAAAII/-VWlrPx2Jq4/s200/cobybaby2.jpg" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-WZABFuL7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/w0M2-pDY_aU/s1600-h/cobybaby4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180715171931107250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-WZABFuL7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/w0M2-pDY_aU/s200/cobybaby4.jpg" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-WYhRFuL6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/zo2Q7WhvRcw/s1600-h/cobers4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180714643650129826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-WYhRFuL6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/zo2Q7WhvRcw/s200/cobers4.JPG" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-WYRxFuL5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/sdzq0Bcrsog/s1600-h/cobybaby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180714377362157458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-WYRxFuL5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/sdzq0Bcrsog/s200/cobybaby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Sweet Coby turned 3 yesterday. it was seriously such a bitter-sweet day, bitter because now reality has set in that coby is no longer my little baby, but is actually my little boy growing older and older by the day and its hard as much as i love each stage they go through I just dont want him to grow up. it makes me feel old and makes me sad to think that someday before i even know it he will be graduating from school or something. we just love our little boy so much and we are very proud of him. yesterday was such a sweet day though as well, because we started the day by waking Coby and singing happy birthday to him, then we later headed out to Jumpin' jacks with the cousins and grandparents in tow(nates parents were in town for the week). coby just had a blast, we had never been there before, but jumpin jacks is fantastic its just a huge building with tons of inflatable bounce houses, slides and arcade games it really was fun. we enjoyed pizza and some laughs and it was just fun to see the happy looks and smiles on the kids faces it was great. we later headed back to my house afterwards for cake and presents coby of course made out like a bandit, he got tons of stuff thanks guys! all-in-all it was just a fun, nice day. Like I said we just love our coby so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heres a list of things that coby enjoys:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. he loves his daddy and mommy very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. he loves to wrestle and play video games with his dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. he loves anything and everything to do with cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. he loves the office and thomas the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. he enoys his bath time and playtime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. he loves when mommy reads him his bedtime stories and snuggles with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. he loves spaghetti,pizza and na-nums (as he calls mcdonalds and anything to do with french-fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. he loves to go to the mall play area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. he loves to play with his cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sweet letter that i wrote to coby for his birthday that i was going to post, but then I thought that wasnt fair to coby since its sweet and personal. what a great day we had. stop growing COBY! we love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a077284255cfed" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D03a077284255cfed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186650%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A9701F58B1E7BFAE3C954914B7D7C2E07FE1BA9.1607AFC7BAB2B4C254A647DE1E978BD75F9CB0C3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a077284255cfed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-ccNpo5T_sLas2kXt6lFFoywl30&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D03a077284255cfed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186650%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A9701F58B1E7BFAE3C954914B7D7C2E07FE1BA9.1607AFC7BAB2B4C254A647DE1E978BD75F9CB0C3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a077284255cfed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-ccNpo5T_sLas2kXt6lFFoywl30&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-1815428330830611156?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a077284255cfed&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1815428330830611156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=1815428330830611156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1815428330830611156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1815428330830611156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-coby.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY COBY!......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-XNZhFuMCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vjrm0TwFL4s/s72-c/100_0559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-2099586064117176064</id><published>2008-03-19T13:47:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:50:24.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Part I.....</title><content type='html'>Oh wow I love,love,love spring break, summer break, winter break, you name a break and this break was no exception. it was awesome! and it was so nice to have Nate home for a whole week and him not having to work as well (well he did work voluntarily one day,but like i said he volunteered to work so it wasnt that bad) Coby seriously had no i dea what to do with him self he was just so excited to have his dad home and it was nice to finally get a little quality time together, because its hard to now-a-days with my hubby taking 16 credits this semester and working twelve hour evening shifts at the hospital on thursday and friday nights :( and having two kids and no mulah and just having had one of those kids and throw in a little sleep deprivation and it doesnt make for a good combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets see where to begin. oh yeah the saturday before spring break started we decided to have a little movie night we rented the movie "Dan in real life" W/Steve Carrell (sp?) it was super funny and super cute! we had papa murphys chicago style deep-dish pizza, which was delicious! and we just hung out together as a family and it was nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-vunhFuMDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Fj2GVi6Y3fs/s1600-h/100_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182498158884565042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-vunhFuMDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Fj2GVi6Y3fs/s200/100_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-vxDBFuMGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UTduilTFRWU/s1600-h/100_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182500830354223202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-vxDBFuMGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UTduilTFRWU/s200/100_0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dont we look HOTT!!! lets see me with no make-up and nate without putting a comb through his hair! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-vxyxFuMHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DIL4k4uuoag/s1600-h/100_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182501650692976754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-vxyxFuMHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DIL4k4uuoag/s200/100_0499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yes! it tastes even better than it looks YUMMY!!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182502221923627138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-vyUBFuMII/AAAAAAAAAJo/4il4u418xD4/s200/100_0500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-wHwBFuMLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qb66hy4iXqA/s1600-h/100_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182525792704147634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-wHwBFuMLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qb66hy4iXqA/s200/100_0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the three of us doing what we do best NOT A DANG THING!!! except be bonafied (sp?) couch potatoes ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The week began with Nates parents coming into town for the week and helping Nate and I with painting the family room and getting beautiful new curtains and a few new decor things (pictures to follow soon when we finish everything) they also brought us a beautiful antique (very heavy and old) clock set and it looks perfect in the room. THANK YOU!!! it was handed down to them from nates grandma and now to us yah! we also celebrated my brother-in-laws birthday while they were here which was a blast we partyed it up and had a yummy little B.B.Q dinner (I unfortunatly forgot my camera in the car so i got no pictures Bummer!).Nate and I also got the oppurtunity to get away for a little date while my in-laws stayed and watched the kids. we went to P.F. Changs which as always is so DELICIOUS!! the best i swear! and then we cruised around in my in-laws hott and i mean HOTT little red sports car (VROOM-VROOM so coby says) and we made out of course (gosh we seem to do that alot ha!) I would like to take this oppurtunity to thank them for everything they did while they were here :&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH WE LOVE YOU AND WE MISS YOU ALREADY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;there was more that went on during the week which I will continue in a later post. hope everyone had a fantastic spring break. I KNOW I SURE DID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-wGgRFuMKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0pdQX776Me0/s1600-h/100_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182524422609580194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-wGgRFuMKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0pdQX776Me0/s200/100_0517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heres a little picture of me and chasey-base just for you mom! after we got back from our little date he was wide awake and happy as can be, so i kept trying to get a good picture of us and this is the best i could get. he kept staring at the light in the kitchen and thats why hes not looking at the camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-2099586064117176064?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2099586064117176064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=2099586064117176064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/2099586064117176064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/2099586064117176064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break-part-i.html' title='Spring Break Part I.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R-vunhFuMDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Fj2GVi6Y3fs/s72-c/100_0509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-2321363409804319652</id><published>2008-03-14T15:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T16:37:17.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>our sweet boys.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9rvEHG2DQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/in9GlltybsE/s1600-h/100_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177713575522077954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9rvEHG2DQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/in9GlltybsE/s320/100_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9rux3G2DPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MR3987V0Hl4/s1600-h/100_0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177713261989465330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9rux3G2DPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MR3987V0Hl4/s320/100_0482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9rukHG2DOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mmmLbtwanXw/s1600-h/100_0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177713025766264034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9rukHG2DOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mmmLbtwanXw/s320/100_0481.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/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9ruM3G2DNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tKcPMMXKDp0/s1600-h/100_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177712626334305490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9ruM3G2DNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tKcPMMXKDp0/s320/100_0480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I Can't Believe my little baby Chase is 5 weeks old. today HOLY COW!!! time flys!...we had our 4wk/month well check on monday and here are the stats as follows: 8lbs. 3oz. (10th percentile), 22 3/4 inches. (25th percentile), 15 in. head circumfrence (15th percentile, i think), but none the less he is a pretty healthy boy and such a sweet heart. I just really cant believe that 5 weeks has already gone by, because it seems like only yesterday I had him, but yet at the same time its like he has always been here. I'm just getting to know, love and cherish my sweet little baby everyday. here is a list of 10 things that I love about him, it was hard to narrow things down because whats not to love about him. I could literally name thousands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;**10 things I Love about Chase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. his beautiful spirit. it just radiates off him and his spirit is just so intense and strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2. his sweet little smile, he just started smiling this past week and his smile totally melts my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3.the way he concentrates and stares into his mommies eyes and face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4.the cute little faces that he makes when he hears his mommies voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. the sweet way he lays in my arms and barries his head in my neck when he cuddles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;6. the way he looks at his brother Coby and smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;7. the way he listens when his daddy talks to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;8. the way he cuddles with his Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;9. the way he loves his baths and his little massages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;10. his sweet little wimper when he wants something, he rarely crys, he is just such a sweet baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;11. ok so this is more than 10, but best of all the blessing that he has brought to our hearts and home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We Love you Chase!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I cant possibly blog without saying something about my sweet Coby-bear. Coby just had his evaluation for his speech therapy this week and his speech therapist said that he has met his goals and is really coming along. so yah for Coby! were so proud of you! I cant believe that my first born little baby is going to be 3 YES "3!" one week from today and I have so many emotions about it. I'm so excited for Coby to get bigger and to learn more and eventually tell me stories and everything, but yet at the sametime I want him to be my baby again so bad, that is why I'am cherishing everyday with him, because before I know it he will be going to kindergarten and then jr.high and then he definitly wont be my baby anymore. My sweet Coby Please slow down Mommy justs wants you to be her baby forever, because once your childhood is over then its over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;**10 things we love about our Coby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. his sweet, mischievious smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2. the way he calls out mommy and daddys names at night when he has a nightmare, were just his heros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. the way he loves to watch the office and the way he dances to the opening credits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4. the way he cuddles with the both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. what a big brother he is to his little brother Chase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;6. the wonderful big helper he is when helping mommy with chores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;7. his passion for balls, cars, trains and his toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;8. his breathtaking laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;9. the way he thinks his daddy is his best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;10. the way he gets so excited and shouts for nu-nums (as he calls it) everytime we pass a mc.donalds, the mall, or chuck e. chesse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We love you Coby and you will always be our BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;well friends and fam. we are so excited to be on spring break this next week, especially since nates folks will be here and will finally get to meet their new grandson. it will be so nice to have our daddy home this week and were just so excited to get to spend some quality time with him. I love you Nathan! :0)....everyone have a great spring break!&lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-2321363409804319652?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2321363409804319652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=2321363409804319652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/2321363409804319652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/2321363409804319652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-sweet-boys.html' title='our sweet boys.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9rvEHG2DQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/in9GlltybsE/s72-c/100_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-1544808035535215475</id><published>2008-03-09T15:40:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:31:11.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mommy you need a time out!"..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9Rb8nG2DMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6gEMZYvjJcY/s1600-h/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175862968603512002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9Rb8nG2DMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6gEMZYvjJcY/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wow!....can you believe hes already four weeks old!..&lt;br /&gt;oh how they grow so fast :(...What a cutie pie though huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9RbnnG2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1pi0nxY9m4M/s1600-h/IMG_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175862607826259122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9RbnnG2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1pi0nxY9m4M/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9RYZXG2DKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2Yaokj2sZmo/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175859064478239906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9RYZXG2DKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2Yaokj2sZmo/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well put Kids!.....okay so yeah I would just like to take a moment here to throw myself a little pity party and rant a little bit, so here we go......I'm am sick to death of this gosh forsaken freakin winter! I have the very worst cabin fever ever in my life, I have not left my my house for more than maybe a couple of hours each day here and there for about six weeks or more (but whos keeping track right?!) and i'm about to go NUTTS!!!! to put it lightly, I swear if it never snows again it will be a moment too soon.......moving on my house has now become the sick epidemic house, like I said we have not gone anywhere and i mean no where and no one has really come over so explain to me how Coby has gotten sick not once, not twice(oh no!), but three times in the last six weeks, he will just get over being sick and then BAM! hes sick with something else three days later and now Nathan has finally caught it as well, so tell me where could he possibly be getting this from?hmmm makes you wonder is this ever going to END!!???.....pressing forward now so yeah like I said i have severe cabin fever and Nathan being sick and me taking care of the kids 24/7 for the last 6 days with him resting all day hasnt exactly been the kind of medicine that i need to cure it. I'am literally going nuts, I need a break from kids, cleaning, cooking, dirty diapers, dirty laundry, taking care of sick people so bad I can literally taste the freedom, I have had "&lt;em&gt;ZERO" &lt;/em&gt;and I mean ZERO time to myself (gosh that sounds so selfish when I say that) although I love being a mommy and a wife more than anything in the world! lets be honest here folks im not WONDER WOMAN or SUPER MOM, I'm just Tiffany Marie and I'm only human and other than brushing my teeth, I have not showered or put a comb through my hair since friday (yes thats right friday my friends) and its what sunday today??, okay a little T.M.I., but say it with me now folks "THAT IS DISGUSTING!!!!" OR "EWW GROSE" (as my nephew Austin would say), but literally I havent got the time, in between trying to take care of the kids and nathan and cooking and picking up(no time for deep cleaning)and entertaining coby and trying to sleep there just is no time in there, unless I want to give up some of my sleep, which is not happening because i'm only averaging about 4-5hrs. a night anyway it looks like i wont have time to myself. gosh I sound so selfish saying all of this, because I know there are woman out there who would kill and i mean &lt;em&gt;literally &lt;/em&gt;kill to be in my position, just tune into &lt;em&gt;lifetime television network&lt;/em&gt; and you will see what i'm talking about. dont get me wrong here folks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; being a mom and a stay-at-home mom at that, I mean what a blessing that i get to be with my kids all day instead of some stranger raising them, I get to see all there firsts, i get to enjoy there laughter and there sweet voice and spirits all day long, but even the most sane mother needs a break sometimes ya know?...for all the moms out there that would agree with me, Please let me know, so I dont feel so selfish for saying all of this..... I know this too will pass and soon i will look back on these trying times as a distant memory, but it still stinks when your going through it at the time though......well I shall end on that note. Thanks to all those that actually read my blog, its nice that i get to rant and rave on this thing. enjoy the new pics of chase, I cant believe hes actually a month old now. wow they grow up and get big so fast, it makes me sad.&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/9070297613507748747-1544808035535215475?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1544808035535215475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=1544808035535215475' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1544808035535215475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1544808035535215475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/03/mommy-you-need-time-out.html' title='&quot;Mommy you need a time out!&quot;..........'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R9Rb8nG2DMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6gEMZYvjJcY/s72-c/IMG_0217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-3843184882212451605</id><published>2008-03-08T10:23:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T13:31:43.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>an Ode to my marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;here is a little survey about my hubby and myself. Enjoy!........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;What is his name? Nathan Stuart Robinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;How long have you been married? 4 years in June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;How old is he? 27, what an old fart!...just kiddin sweety!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who eats more? well that depends on what were eating, if nate is eating cereal or these nasty frozen burritos that he loves, than definitly him, but if were eating like soups and stuff than i can definitly out eat him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who said "I Love you" first? He did, well i kind of squezzed it out of him, we were making out (okay a little T.M.I., but i dont care this is my blog and i will say what i want, ha!) and I said "say those three special words, I know you want to" to which he replied " I Love you Tiff! **kiss-kiss** (a huge smile on his face, like a kid in a candy store) seriously I Love you" to which i replied "I Love you too Babe!" awww that memory plays over in my mind everyday when i see his gorgeous face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who is taller? definitly Nate almost by a foot, hes 6ft and im 5'2 ( i know a short stack)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who sings better? I think I do, but then again Nate doesnt sing very often so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who is smarter? I think Nate is considering he is working on his second degree in a whole other field and I have yet to go to college. Nate really is a super smart man. he truly knows more about the church than I do, which is something that I'm trying to work on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Whose temper is worse? umm hands down thats me, although I have to say I have gotten drastically better (I think nate would have to agree), but Nate has his fare share of tissy-fits and there pretty funny when he does. Nate gets really super green eyes when he gets mad and this adorable look on his face, which I like to remind him when he does get mad, because 9 out of 10 times it really ticks him off which adds to his cuteness :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who does the Laundry? umm 99.9999999999% of the time that would be me, Nate did my laundry when we were first married and ruined like 6 of my outfits because he doesnt read labels and he just throws everything in together doesnt matter whites and colors he will throw in together, besides im like O.C.D. when it comes to the my laundry it has to be folded a certain and long list of other things have to be done just right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who does the dishes? once again 99.9% of the time that would be me, because when you have a hubby who is taking 16 credits and working and is the elders quorum pres. he doesnt really have free time and I would rather not see him doing the dishes. besides just like the laundry I like the dishes done a certain way and the kitchen cleaned a certain way as well so yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? is this a trick question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who pays the Bills? 99.999999999999999999999999% of the time that would be Nate he has severe OCD when it comes to paying the bills, half the time i dont even know what is due or how much for that matter, I dont even know whats in our bank account half the time, I just know what I can spend, maybe thats not something I should brag about hmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who mows the Lawn? that once again would be Nate, he loves to mow the lawn, he was just saying that he cant wait to mow his lawn again, when this arctic winter is over with. F.Y.I. I dont even know how to start the dang lawn mower :0) ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who cooks dinner? always me, I love to cook! its definitly a hobby of mine, besides nate sucks at cooking (no offense honey, but its defnitly not your fortay!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who drives when your together? Nate definitly Nate, Nate cannot be a passenger, which is fine with me, because I'm not a big driver anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;who is more stubborn? it depends on the topic/situation/circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? I think me, but once again it depends on the circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Whose parents do you see the most? his, but thats because almost all there kids are here and there planning on moving here and they love it here, they come out like at least 6-7x's a year and WE LOVE IT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who proposed? he did.....i knew it was coming, because we had been talking about getting married and then he took me to look/pick out a ring....the ring came in earlier than expected and one day we were hanging out after work at his place making out once again , when i felt something in his pants (minds out of the gutter please! ha! LOL) I asked "what is that?" to which he replied " I dont know, take it out" (the biggest smile on his face ever and he was blushing so bad, it was so cute!) I took the box out and I opened it and he said "would you Marry me?" To which I replied (biggest smile ever as well, tear streaming down my cheeck)"awww I Love You, Yes!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who has more friends? that would be me, i'm a social butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who has more siblings? we have the same amount....he has 1bro. 3 sis......I have 2 sis. 2 bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Who wears the pants? well we both wear pants i mean come on this is the new millenium, and not the 1930's where all the woman wear is dresses, i want to wear pants too....just kidding had you guys fooled there huh, yeah you all thought i was having a blonde moment huh?...seriously this is such a cliche question that i would reply with a cliche answer, but im not going to. so there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;well thats was fun!...now everyone knows more about nates and myselfs relationship yah!....I would like to take a time out and give a shout out to my snuggle-bunny Nathan. you are without a doubt the very best thing that has ever happened to me and I'm so thankful to my heavenly father for blessing me with such a wonderful, loving, supportive, worthy priesthood holder. I cant wait to spend eternity with you by my side. Thank you for being my very best friend. I Love you Babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-3843184882212451605?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/3843184882212451605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=3843184882212451605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/3843184882212451605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/3843184882212451605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/03/ode-to-my-marriage.html' title='an Ode to my marriage'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-1801554830239343441</id><published>2008-03-03T08:57:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:59:38.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a fun trip down memory lane....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wzNQROZtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mxRa8bsmxuQ/s1600-h/100_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173566374740387538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wzNQROZtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mxRa8bsmxuQ/s320/100_0477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Thanks aunt Tahni for feeding me, so that mommy can&lt;br /&gt;could have a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wzBQROZsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OIYLi-azluA/s1600-h/100_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173566168581957314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wzBQROZsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OIYLi-azluA/s320/100_0475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wyogROZrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/manUWCNwJi4/s1600-h/100_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173565743380194994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wyogROZrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/manUWCNwJi4/s320/100_0469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;there the best when there sleeping :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wyXwROZqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/u57tDVflXno/s1600-h/100_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173565455617386146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wyXwROZqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/u57tDVflXno/s320/100_0468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;my sweet coby-bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wyHgROZpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2dSrPKWNLRE/s1600-h/100_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173565176444511890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wyHgROZpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2dSrPKWNLRE/s320/100_0464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wxswROZoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Jv8nMg_HLEo/s1600-h/100_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173564716883011202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wxswROZoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Jv8nMg_HLEo/s320/100_0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleeping baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wxRgROZnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zwtMeArcZu0/s1600-h/100_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173564248731575922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wxRgROZnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zwtMeArcZu0/s320/100_0454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;he has the cutest cry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8ww5gROZmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wA1HQbWEPpk/s1600-h/100_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173563836414715490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8ww5gROZmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wA1HQbWEPpk/s320/100_0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;awww!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;20 years ago: I lived in Vegas with my mom and older brother I was three and in the middle of my parents bitter divorce battles over who gets me and when (and yes i was only three, but i can still remember). for those of you (that i pray will never happen to you) who unfortunatly do get a divorce, children are not a bargaining tool, so dont use them as such (ok so that wasnt such a fun memory)....Moving on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;10 years ago: I was (holy cow) 13! in 7th grade in junior high@ Fremont middle school..I was a cheerleader..and a gymnast..and just getting into my selfish teenage stage (boy oh boy was that a long stage for my poor mom)....I was enjoying the beginning of spring in Vegas and the end of basketball season (for which i cheered for) I was looking forward to summer so that I would become a big bad 8th grader in the fall and looking forward to girls camp with my pal christina and summer long cheer practice....I was completly boy crazy at this stage (who am I kidding, i was boy crazy til i met my sweetheart and got married!)....I also went to Cali. (california for those who dont speak west coast lingo) for a week that summer and had a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;5 years ago: still livin in vegas, I was 18 and getting out of high school, I was working at Lonestar steakhouse as a hostess/busser and Copeland sports as a cashier (two of the funnest jobs ever) only to quit those two and move on to being a server at marie callenders restaurant/pie shop as a server/pie girl (that was a fun job too, they had really good food) and i was going to school at night, I thought I was grown up and I thought I knew it all....I was just starting to go back to church and put my life on the right track that it is today and I met the one guy that forever changed my life in a spiritual way (no not Nathan just yet) I will refer to him as my angel, he was a missionary who forever changed my life with his testimony and unending love for his heavenly father and his gospel,( for those that dont know i starting going to church with the family that lived down the street from me when I was 9, but I didnt get baptized til i was 18)...you know who you are my angel and I'am forever grateful to you for your testimony and your loving friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;3 years ago: STILL IN VEGAS! YUCK!....i was 20,married to my eternal partner and the love of my life, my sweet Nathan, I was pregnant With Coby and due in just days I was on bed rest due to a fainting spell that I had at work, we were so excited we had just moved into our new townhome *our first home purchase* and were so anxcious to meet our sweet baby that was growing in my tummy and we were preparing to go through the temple in just a few months. Nate was in his third year of electrical school and enjoying it. we were making pretty good money (though we were greedy and wanted more) gosh how that money would make us feel rich now-a-days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;1 year ago: WE WERE FINALLY IN IOWA!!!! YAH!!!!!, we had been here almost a year and we were loving every minute of it, even though we had just gotten a blizzard. I was 22 and pregnant with what we thought would be baby number 2 and sicker than a dog , only to miscarry a month later....I guess my heavenly father had other plans for me. I was just let go from Wells Fargo which was seriously a blessing in disguise I was now at home Coby and loving every minute of it. Nate was just starting nursing school and really enjoying it. we were getting used to now being on a students salary and living on student loans (which was hard at first), but we were still loving every minute of being in Iowa, we lived in a beautiful home and were getting ready to paint the exterior of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;So far this year: we are in still in beautiful West Des Moines, Iowa. I'm now 23, we just had baby number 2 CHASE!!!!! yah!!! I'm so in love with my hubby and lover boy of more than four years NATHAN!!! Coby turns 3! yes 3! this month and were are now settled into being students, nate is in his 2nd year of nursing school only 5years more to go (since he wants to be a nurse anaesthetist sp?) but were one year away from making semi-good money again yah!!!.....i'am so anxciously awaiting spring, because it has seriously been the longest winter of my life! and im excited for summer and what this new year has in store for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Yesterday: I'm still not back to church yet since Chase is still getting over the R.S.V. and the Pediatrician said we should avoid all public places until the first of April and I intend on listening to his advice I never want to see my baby sick like this again....so needless to say I have a little cabin fever. I was able to actually get out of the house and we did take chase on his first outing to my sister-in-law Tahni's house where we grilled some steaks sauteed some mushrooms and had a little indoor bbq with our two little families it was fun and it was nice to be out of the house and some place that was actually safe that we could take chase too. although when we left the house it was like 50 degrees outside with beautiful sunny skies and it was so nice, but when we left there house like 4hrs later it was like 22 degrees outside freezing rain was pouring down, the roads were so slick and it was yucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Today: I woke up to 3-4 inches of new snow, I swear this weather is never going to end. and the cabin continued to insue. I have bathrooms that are yelling "CLEAN ME PLEASE YOU FILTHY PIGS!", a floor that when you walk on it everything sticks to your feet, my laundry room looks like a bomb went off in it! and dust flying off my shelves and counters and flying up from the floors.YUCK so please sweet cleaning fairy could you grant me a wish and clean my pig sty "Thank you!"......i have to grocery shop today which has now become my fav thing to do since nate stays with the kids and i can take my time and HELLO! to get out of house can we say HECK YEAH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Tomorrow: is going to be a long-long day since nate will be gone from 7a-7p. and im stuck with no vehicle (not like i can go anywhere anyways because of chase) and its supposed to grose outside again whoopity-doo :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;This year: I would really like to read a little more and get back into shape (i know what your all thinking, "but your so skinny!", well even skinny people have stretch marks and cellulite (sp?) its called babies reep havic on your body people!), I would love to go to Nauvoo this summer since I have never been and I really want to paint some interior walls of my house, I also plan to restain my deck which will look awesome! I JUST CANT WAIT FOR WARMER WEATHER!!!!!!!!I also hope my in-laws will find jobs here so they can move out here, we miss them and love them so....holy cow i still cant believe its 2008!...time flys!....before we know it. it will be 2009. this is a little random, but im hoping by 2011 i can actually start school myself, I have finally decided on going to cosmetology school, its right up my alley since im such a girly-girl and i love to do hair and make-up. so thats the plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;well that was a fun trip down memory lane. i will leave you all now with a few new of mylittle family.&lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-1801554830239343441?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1801554830239343441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=1801554830239343441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1801554830239343441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1801554830239343441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='a fun trip down memory lane....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R8wzNQROZtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mxRa8bsmxuQ/s72-c/100_0477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-4000322675176199443</id><published>2008-02-22T12:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T13:01:58.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>on a not so good note...</title><content type='html'>well one of the big test results came back today and chase is positive for R.S.V.....so we will definitly be here for a couple more days at least. they still have not gotten the test results back for the pertessis (sp?) virus which if he has that as well then we will definitly be in the hospital longer. poor little guy he is such a trooper though, they have to suction his nose ALOT and he just coughs and coughs and cries because hes coughing, but he is still such a pretty content baby and a super sweetheart. well as soon as we get the results back for the pertessis test I will blog about that. Thank you to everyone who has been so kind and thoughtful with encouraging words and your help and prayers!...we love you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-4000322675176199443?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4000322675176199443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=4000322675176199443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4000322675176199443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4000322675176199443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-not-so-good-note.html' title='on a not so good note...'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-1497126309166767304</id><published>2008-02-21T19:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:45:12.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little too much deja-vu......</title><content type='html'>rewind to about 3 yrs. ago when coby was about six weeks old, he was hospitalized for a dangerously high fever (104f to be exact) and they thought he had spinal meningitis, luckily he didnt, but he did have a really bad virus that caused him to stay 4 days (miserable days), it all cleared up and he was perfectly fine after that, but none the less it was one of the scariest things I have ever gone through, to see my baby hooked up to all those machines and just hanging on pins and needles trying to figure out what was wrong with him, to this day still haunts me and I still have a hard time not busting into tears, just talking about it. fast-forward to the present now my sweet little 12 day old Baby Chase is in the hospital! (my absolute worst nightmare realized) with what dr's cant figure out just yet what is wrong with him, there testing for R.S.V. , pertessis and a few other viruses, but we dont have any of the results back yet. I just dont understand why this has happened again, my poor sweet baby has been coughing, vomiting and breathing kind of funny and it sucks and its scary and I'm just so frustrated and frankly a little depressed. dear friends i dont want to wallow in my own self-pity, but please pray for my little family. I will update as soon as I get the results of the test and I'am just praying that Chase doesnt spark a  fever, because he will have to have another spinal tab done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-1497126309166767304?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/1497126309166767304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=1497126309166767304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1497126309166767304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/1497126309166767304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/02/little-too-much-deja-vu.html' title='A little too much deja-vu......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-8274052884849754676</id><published>2008-02-13T16:21:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T18:27:11.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dun-tadah..HES HERE!!!!!.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7ttxpLRmII/AAAAAAAAAFY/iNIsoQACsGM/s1600-h/100_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168845696971937922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7ttxpLRmII/AAAAAAAAAFY/iNIsoQACsGM/s320/100_0430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;one proud grandma...thanks mom...I love and miss you already! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7ttR5LRmHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/f0f4UsoT1-E/s1600-h/100_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168845151511091314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7ttR5LRmHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/f0f4UsoT1-E/s320/100_0449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he just loves his bouncer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7ts3ZLRmGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2AMWcDNZaIw/s1600-h/100_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168844696244557922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7ts3ZLRmGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2AMWcDNZaIw/s320/100_0434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dont pay any attention to me i look like crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tseJLRmFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uL-KmwmV40k/s1600-h/100_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168844262452861010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tseJLRmFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uL-KmwmV40k/s320/100_0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see what i mean...one proud daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tsPZLRmEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/E5YQ5Py8b_4/s1600-h/100_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168844009049790530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tsPZLRmEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/E5YQ5Py8b_4/s320/100_0417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one proud daddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tr45LRmDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1zp9qFu557o/s1600-h/100_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168843622502733874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tr45LRmDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1zp9qFu557o/s320/100_0407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at all of that hair!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7trkpLRmCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/h3iqeGmQz-s/s1600-h/100_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168843274610382882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7trkpLRmCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/h3iqeGmQz-s/s320/100_0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;just minutes after he was born! awww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tpk5LRmBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iAv-vay2dNQ/s1600-h/100_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168841079882094610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tpk5LRmBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iAv-vay2dNQ/s320/100_0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Nate being silly anxiously awaiting the arrival of Chase, as you can probably imagine he was even more anxious then i was I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tmh5LRmAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HT8shX-fF5w/s1600-h/100_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168837729807603714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tmh5LRmAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HT8shX-fF5w/s320/100_0390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waiting to be wheeled back for the c-section (i waited 5hrs.) because apparently there was a full moon out and my dr. had 10 (yes 10!) c-sections before me which included 2 emergency c's so needless to say i was beyond tired (after 57hrs. of labor!) and anxious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168837257361201138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7tmGZLRl_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/l6nItBpbmCc/s320/100_0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Coby waiting for his brother ever-so-patiently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;yes dear family and friends after 5 hospital visits/stopped labor (2 included over night observation.....GRRRRR) an amniocentesis, lots of drugging and finally and I MEAN FINALLY! a c-section, we are so excited and pleased to welcome Chase Anthony Robinson, born Monday &lt;a href="mailto:2/8/08@9:09p.m"&gt;2/8/08@9:09p.m&lt;/a&gt;. 7lbs. 1oz. 19.25 inches he is such a sweet,sweet baby we could not be happier or feel more blessed, he is the perfect baby, he sleeps 5 hours at a time at night, meaning i will feed him @ 9p.m. he will wake @ 2a.m. feed for 30min.and then go back to sleep until 7-8a.m. he is so healthy and happy and content i just could not ask for a better baby, I paid my dues from the aweful colicky nights with coby which lasted the first 4months of his life, so THank you so much to my heavenly father for the sweet blessings he has brought me, I'am just so grateful!..Coby just loves his little brother he just wants to love on him and kiss him and when chase cries coby is right there to help he tries to stick the binky in his mouth or bring him a bottle or he tries to pick him up (which has been hard to explain to coby that hes still too little to pick up the baby) he is just not bothered by him in the least bit which is a pleasant surprise, because for anybody who knows Coby he is very clingy with both his dad and myself and I really thought he would have a melt down with having a baby getting alot of our attention, but like i said to my pleasant surprise he has handled everything really well. as for how I'm doing...im doing very well this whole going from 1 child to 2 im not going to lie has been a little challenging, but im handling everything pretty well (i think anyway) especially considering that i have been doing everything pretty much on my own since day one, because we dont really have much family here and nate has been back to school since the day after chase was born so yeah id say im doing pretty good, it has been alot easier this time around than it was with having just coby, im not having the post-partum and i just feel really good (thank goodness) and im happy to brag that i'am already back in my pre-pregnancy sexy JEANS!!! yeah!! there a lil tight but i give it about one more week and they will fit like a glove, i know im bragging, but its something that really has me feeling good so there!....anywho on a not so happy note, my other sweet baby, Coby has come (to my horror) down with a mild case of the CHICKEN POX!!!! I know scary huh?! were not really sure how he got exposed to it, but yeah even though hes had the vaccine he still got it and I have been absolutely terrified that he will give it to my baby chase, I spoke with the pediatrician who asked if there was somewhere that my baby could go for a couple of days till the spots scab over and I ever-so-sadly explained to him that we are about 2,000 miles away from the nearest set of grandparents so no! and he said just try to keep them away from each other the best you can and wash your hands constantly (DUH!) :) so please join us in praying that chase doesnt get the chicken pox. the pediatrician also said (on a lighter note) that because i had the chicken pox when i was little that babies are usually born with some what of an immunity to them during the first 4 weeks after there born so please like i said lets pray. well I will leave it on that note and leave you guys now with a few pictures of our sweet baby, sorry it has taken me so long to post this, but i like i said it has not been the easiest going from 1 to 2 so i havent had the time to update, but i promise to update alot more frequently now.Love you all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is a funny video of coby dancing...he just loves thomas the train and video of chase and the nursery &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-de3e83f4a7aea741" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=de3e83f4a7aea741&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/8274052884849754676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=8274052884849754676' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8274052884849754676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/8274052884849754676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/02/dun-tadahhes-here.html' title='Dun-tadah..HES HERE!!!!!.......'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R7ttxpLRmII/AAAAAAAAAFY/iNIsoQACsGM/s72-c/100_0430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-44248311703745341</id><published>2008-01-22T23:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:38:24.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IVE BEEN TAGGED....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;10 little known things about me:&lt;br /&gt;1) I HATE cheap people!...gosh there is is nothing that annoys me more than a complete tight-wade, especially when it comes to your kids needs.&lt;br /&gt;2) my 2 biggest pet peeves are dirty dishes in the sink. and putting a new roll of toilet paper on top of the toilet paper rack instead of changing out the empty one (that is just pure laziness!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;3) I talk to myself way too much!! especially since ima stay @ home mama and i talk to a 2yr old. all day. :)&lt;br /&gt;4) nothing bugs me more than woman who stare at my husband when were out in public, because im a tad bit jealous, well maybe a little bit more than tad bit.&lt;br /&gt;5) i hate it when my feet are dirty. i hate feet period except my own, i kind of have this foot phobia (its a long story), but I wash my feet at least 3 times a day even if their not really dirty.&lt;br /&gt;6) I have to put lotion all over every square inch of my body, after every shower i take, or i will have intense anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;7) I have worn the same shoe size since the sixth grade&lt;br /&gt;8) Ive always wanted to be an actress, but ive never really told that to anybody, but its always been one of my biggest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;9) my biggest fear in life is that i wont be a good enough mom or wife.&lt;br /&gt;10) I sometimes say random things right in the middle of a conversation, and I think it bugs the crap out of my husband. i also will start random conversations with him in bed, just as hes about to go to sleep(whcich i know bugs him) but i cant sleep if ive got something to say :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;okay so there ya have it folks..me in a nut shell :)......also update on the baby front...I went into Labor sunday night.. i was having intense contractions that were coming at like 2-3 min.apart so we went to the hospital, they said yes you are contracting pretty intensly (duh?!), but your cervix is not dilated, thinned out, or even soft . to which i answered with another duh!...i tried to explain to the on-call dr. (my dr was on her wonderful vacation this week, GO FIGURE!!! GRRRR!) that my cervix has never dilated or thinned out or any of that stuff with all my pregnancies and that is why i'am having a schedueled cesarean, so anywho to make along story short they gave me a medicine that relaxes your uterus and should stop contrations. well for me they slowed down to 7-8 min. apart, but they have not stopped at all. I informed the other dr. at the practice that I go to of this info. and he told me that if they get to 2-3 min. apart again to go back to the hospital and that if I'm at 37 wks preggo that they would do the c-section (im 35 wks. &amp;amp; 3 days, by the way) or if i have decreased fetal movement or if my cervix is even softened so my friends we will see what happens, because it looks as though Little Chase shall be gracing us with his presence a little sooner than we thought, possibly any day now.  so needless to say i'am going nuts with the nesting bug. we just finished his nursery today (which i was so excited about and i will post pics of in a lter blog entry) i washed all of his clothes, set up the bassinett and all that other jazz and i have been cleaning like a mad woman. so with all that said i figure i will end this now. i would like to tag anyone who reads my blog and i will also let everyone know when im going to have this baby...CANT WAIT!!!! love you all!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-44248311703745341?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/44248311703745341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=44248311703745341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/44248311703745341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/44248311703745341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-tagged.html' title='IVE BEEN TAGGED....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-4364595809071015142</id><published>2008-01-11T09:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T09:56:38.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>off to preschool we go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4eReHNIwBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0IAydWVS8-k/s1600-h/100_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154248245065072658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4eReHNIwBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0IAydWVS8-k/s200/100_0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              what a work of art!!!                &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4eQ53NIwAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/AJ-QHV8NyTk/s1600-h/100_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154247622294814722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4eQ53NIwAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/AJ-QHV8NyTk/s200/100_0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 there working hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4eQZ3NIv_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LhT9tVAHWnM/s1600-h/100_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154247072539000818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4eQZ3NIv_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LhT9tVAHWnM/s200/100_0343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Coby, Caden and Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Before I post about christmas and the new year I thought I would take a minute and post a little something about my little preschooler. back in september my friend Robyn approached some of us mothers and talked to us about how she used to do this preschool curriculum with her first son before he went to elementary school and how she would get together with a group of moms and they would take turns teaching the lessons a couple of days a week. the curriculum was from an accredited company that actually provides the same curriculum to real preschool centers and daycare facilities. she said the more people we got to purchase it in our group, the cheaper it would be. it costs $8.50/month which is SUPER CHEAP!! considering actual preschool can costs hundreds of dollers each month and the curriculum is fantastic, you get a callender scheduele which shows you what lesson to teach that day and the company provides everything you need for it, including if it calls for a craft it includes everything needed for that specific craft. its so awesome and just what i was looking for. I told Robyn she could totally count me in on it and I also thought it would be cool to do what she did in her previous ward and like take turns teaching it, she agreed, so we have gotten together with 2 other moms and there kids every friday since september (excluding a few here and there) for about 2hrs. Coby has really been enjoying it and I have to say, he was a little hard to teach at first, because he wasnt used to like sitting down and listening to someone teach something, i mean what two year old is, but once he got the hang of it, he has really started to enjoy it. before long he will be going to kindergarten, then jr high, than high school and then my baby wont be my baby anymore :( boo-hoo!! okay maybe im being a little dramatic, but I truly see how he is becoming like a little man and each day how his personality just truly evolves. im curious to see what his little brother will be like. well back on subject we love preschool and right before we took our christmas break i was able to get a few pictures of him during preschool at my house with his friends, Olivia and Caden. enjoy! &lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-4364595809071015142?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4364595809071015142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=4364595809071015142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4364595809071015142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4364595809071015142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/01/off-to-preschool-we-go.html' title='off to preschool we go....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4eReHNIwBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0IAydWVS8-k/s72-c/100_0348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-4563649474803344774</id><published>2008-01-10T19:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:07:09.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4bO4nNIv-I/AAAAAAAAADs/VTkzI5D6MlE/s1600-h/100_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154034295564189666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4bO4nNIv-I/AAAAAAAAADs/VTkzI5D6MlE/s200/100_0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4bOt3NIv9I/AAAAAAAAADk/t6SIDF58Iuc/s1600-h/100_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154034110880595922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4bOt3NIv9I/AAAAAAAAADk/t6SIDF58Iuc/s200/100_0339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4bOCnNIv8I/AAAAAAAAADc/hyJh5BphzF0/s1600-h/100_0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154033367851253698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4bOCnNIv8I/AAAAAAAAADc/hyJh5BphzF0/s200/100_0337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4bN1nNIv7I/AAAAAAAAADU/wk-hW0hHuho/s1600-h/100_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154033144512954290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4bN1nNIv7I/AAAAAAAAADU/wk-hW0hHuho/s200/100_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hello Fellow Bloggers...were back from our month long, non-updating. we were so busy during the holidays that we didnt get much time to blog during the month of December, which stinks because we had quite a bit going on in December, so without further jibber-jabber delay, I will let you all in on what went on since my last post. First, at the beginning of december I had my baby shower, which was a ton of fun even though out of like 25 people that were invited only 5 showed up, which was mostly due to the fact that we had a terrible ice/snow storm. oh well it was still a blast and pretty intimate and laid back, which i think added to its fun-ness. I would also like to take this time and once again thank Robyn and my sister-in-law Nonie for an awesome party. it was a ton of fun and i sure felt special.....THANK YOU SO MUCH :) I will post pictures of the shower later as i have not received them yet. Second, I had my big 23rd b-day on the 18th. nothing super exciting, I think when you get past 21, birthdays stop meaning anything until you reach "30" which i dont even want to think about right now :) no offense to those that are "30" im just not looking forward to it for some reason. so yeah i even forgot it was birthday until a sister at church like a day before said "you've got a birthday coming up this week huh?" and I said "I do??" and she said "yeah isnt it your birthday on Tuesday?" and I said " Oh my goodness! your right i completly forgot!" ha thats hilarious that someone at church had to remind me about my birthday....well anywho Third, Nate finished his first semester of nursing school!!! YAH!!! im so proud of him he worked so hard and everyone in his class (including the teachers) just love him, i think they mostly love him, because hes the only guy pretty much in the whole program, (besides this other guy whos way older and kind of a goober) I swear everytime i pick him up I can literally see girls walking behind him and practically drooling over him, my sister-in-law is in the program with him and tells me girls practically argue over who gets to sit next to him in class. :) Ha! it makes no difference to these girls that hes married, has a little boy and another one on the way, but oh well i guess thats what makes me special, because i get to call that HOTT!!! man my husband!!! HA! take that all you girls out there "HES MINE!" :) HEHE, so yeah like i was saying im super proud of my Nathan, YOU GO BABE! ....I will post about christmas and the new year in another entry..I have to get my coby-bunny off to bed right now. so I will leave everyone with a few pictures of my coby and my nate playing ncaa football on ps2, which is there favorite thing to do together,coby like totally understands the game and he will get up and dance everytime his dad makes a touchdown, it's REALLY super cute! also i will leave pictures of my belly which is still continuing to get bigger,the pictures are almost a month old and i have since gotten bigger, but i figured my long-distance relatives would appreciate them. I've got about 4more weeks to go "CAN YOU ALL BELIEVE IT!"...im super nervous and i'm not ready just yet, but oh well still super excited!!!! gosh i still have not figured out how to write underneath my pictures. if anyone can show me how to do it. please let me know, i would most appreciate it. :)&lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-4563649474803344774?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4563649474803344774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=4563649474803344774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4563649474803344774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4563649474803344774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R4bO4nNIv-I/AAAAAAAAADs/VTkzI5D6MlE/s72-c/100_0340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-5139296235125773730</id><published>2007-12-13T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:34:33.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Big Boy, The office lover.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R2IEtnNIv5I/AAAAAAAAACs/G_CANRLjmhM/s1600-h/100_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143678906075234194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R2IEtnNIv5I/AAAAAAAAACs/G_CANRLjmhM/s200/100_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R2IEt3NIv6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/GH5vFB2IFUo/s1600-h/100_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143678910370201506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R2IEt3NIv6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/GH5vFB2IFUo/s200/100_0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R2H_VaP4loI/AAAAAAAAACk/HCwNqwLLHGg/s1600-h/Office-Cast-800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143672992722097794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R2H_VaP4loI/AAAAAAAAACk/HCwNqwLLHGg/s200/Office-Cast-800x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Coby is such a funny big boy nowadays (is that even a word?) :) hmm...so as i was saying Coby is becoming such a big boy, despite the fact that this poor boy has been suffering from some kind of stomache flu and has been throwing up and diarheaing (hmm...is that even a word?) all week long, so we have been taking it really easy and watching a ton of movies and t.v. this week, more than I would like him too, but it was the only way we could get him to relax anyway, so we have watched practically every cartoon movie that we own from Incredibles to the new one Ratatouille and i think Coby has become sick of all of them, because he keeps taking them out of our d.v.d. player and throwing them across the room (ha!) so i told him to go to the movie cabinet and pick out a d.v.d. that he would want to watch and just to let you guys know (for those that dont) we have a ton of d.v.d.'s at least like 50 if not more (of all kinds) plus we have like tons of t.v. shows we have all 3 seasons of the office, which is what the story is all about...so back to what i said i told coby to go pick out a movie and out of all those movies he pulls out all 3 seasons of the "Office" (which by the way are not like group together in the cabinet there spread out in different slots) he cant read (obviuosly hes only 2 1/2), but it was just so funny that he wanted to watch the office this kid just loves the office, he literally watched like half of the first season and then fell asleep before bed, he literally like watched the show and laughed at all the funny parts, nate and I were cracking up. he is seriously our kid and he is such a big boy. here is also a couple of pics of him eating on our island table, he just loves to sit at that table like a big boy its hilarious!...We love you Coby!!!....also on the baby front. I went in once again for another ultrasound today ( it was my 8th ultrasound!) i swear i have had so many from all the complications, but anyway everything went well. he is 3lbs. 4oz.! so far and he looks so good it was on a really high tech machine 3d/4d and it was the coolest thing i have ever seen i could actually feettoes (even toe nails!) fingers, hair!,his whole package (if ya know what i mean! ha!), but the little booger (i say that with much love of course) would not let us get a look at his face he kept turning around and facing towards myback , oh well i guess we have to keep somethings a surprise, anywho but yeah everything is going great im almost 30 wks and i have about 8/12 wks to go since im having a planned c-section i get to pick the date after 38 wks! yah!! getting so excited!&lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-5139296235125773730?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/5139296235125773730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=5139296235125773730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/5139296235125773730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/5139296235125773730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-big-boy-office-lover.html' title='Our Big Boy, The office lover.....'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R2IEtnNIv5I/AAAAAAAAACs/G_CANRLjmhM/s72-c/100_0303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-650180208609774079</id><published>2007-11-27T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:56:12.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun, Fun, Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0x0Fgv6JlI/AAAAAAAAACI/V8Wlk-Fe3MU/s1600-h/santas+helpers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137608912961939026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0x0Fgv6JlI/AAAAAAAAACI/V8Wlk-Fe3MU/s200/santas+helpers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0xwEwv6JkI/AAAAAAAAACA/xxW0t-AgZ7Y/s1600-h/100_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137604502030526018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0xwEwv6JkI/AAAAAAAAACA/xxW0t-AgZ7Y/s200/100_0326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Fun it was!....last night for Family Home Evening, we decided that we would take Coby to the Valley West Mall to go see Santa and ride Santas Train.Well he loved Santas Train ride, but Santa ummm yeah not so much, he didnt scream or cry or anything like that, but he wanted nothing to do with talking to santa or taking pictures with him unless mommy or daddy were right there with him, hence the reason why im in the pictures. he did however love santa after santa handed him a coloring book and crayons :).....and he kicked and screamed when we left because he absolutly loved santas train ride.I have some more pictures to post, but i will post more updates later.im late for a lunch date with my girlfriends and i gotta go unfortunatly. Merry Christmas EVERYONE!&lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-650180208609774079?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/650180208609774079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=650180208609774079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/650180208609774079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/650180208609774079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2007/11/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun, Fun, Fun'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0x0Fgv6JlI/AAAAAAAAACI/V8Wlk-Fe3MU/s72-c/santas+helpers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-9037481558235365461</id><published>2007-11-23T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T14:24:21.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"OH CHRISTMAS TREE, OH CHRISTMAS TREE!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0c2Igv6JiI/AAAAAAAAABk/I0olZ-7-Ils/s1600-h/100_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136133419897071138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0c2Igv6JiI/AAAAAAAAABk/I0olZ-7-Ils/s200/100_0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0c0HQv6JgI/AAAAAAAAABY/7YNnjGGdXes/s1600-h/67167031214_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136131199398979074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0c0HQv6JgI/AAAAAAAAABY/7YNnjGGdXes/s200/67167031214_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0cvDAv6JfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/86rd6C1czps/s1600-h/100_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136125628826396146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0cvDAv6JfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/86rd6C1czps/s320/100_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0crWwv6JeI/AAAAAAAAABI/rOzFXwN2dyE/s1600-h/10159921214_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136121570082301410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0crWwv6JeI/AAAAAAAAABI/rOzFXwN2dyE/s200/10159921214_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So we had a little different Thanksgiving this year. instead of Turkey and all the fixins, we had pork roast and veggies. instead of getting together with family, we decided to stay at home by ourselves and eat all day and watch holiday movies and we put up our christmas tree and decorated our house and i wrapped all our presents (minus santas gifts ;). I have to say it was so much fun and so relaxing as much as I love getting together with family, it was just nice to be with our own little family. Coby, nate and I had a blast decorating our christmas tree. Coby is really getting into christmas this year and he was trying so hard to put the ornaments on the tree and he kept saying "Santa!" "mommy Santa!" and i would say "yes santa is coming soon" (eyes all big) he would excitedly shout "YAH!!!" :) hes so stinkin cute! i seriously cant wait to see his face on christmas day as he opens all his presents. were going to take him to see santa either sometime this week or next weekend and I cant wait to see his reaction :). I will post those pictures when we get them. I just love christmas time!. hope you all had great thanksgiving. I still havent figured out how to put the pictures in the middle and to arrange them. I think i need robyns help. :)&lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-9037481558235365461?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/9037481558235365461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=9037481558235365461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/9037481558235365461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/9037481558235365461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='&quot;OH CHRISTMAS TREE, OH CHRISTMAS TREE!&quot;'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0c2Igv6JiI/AAAAAAAAABk/I0olZ-7-Ils/s72-c/100_0301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-4363715053370130789</id><published>2007-11-22T14:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:49:43.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Im the worlds biggest procrastinator(sp?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0XpFQv6JcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5DpvWoBq1gI/s1600-h/100_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135767226690446786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0XpFQv6JcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5DpvWoBq1gI/s320/100_0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0XpGgv6JdI/AAAAAAAAABA/4ZKXuQjHaTo/s1600-h/100_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135767248165283282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" height="265" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0XpGgv6JdI/AAAAAAAAABA/4ZKXuQjHaTo/s320/100_0265.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;yes. I know Halloween was almost a month ago. but I have been promising people some pictures of Coby in his costume. so here they are. he loved trick-or-treating. he was a little unsure at first, but when people starting giving him candy, he was like "ok. yeah i got this" and he just took off from house to house. we went trick-or-treating in my friend Robyns neighborhood, because her block goes all out. we also enjoyed some yummy chili (made by yours truly. ha!) and cornbread and some other good eats and it was a ton of fun. coby and I only went down one block, but that was enough for him, because his little bag was full and he even enjoyed a few little pieces along the way. Nate wasnt with us, because he had to take a test at school that night so, but he was missed! :(....as you all probably noticed i dont look pregnant in the pictures, because i used coby to cover myself. i will post some preggo pics. soon. when i actually do my hair and make-up. (its such a luxury to do those things now-a-days, especially with a two yr.old running around it makes it kind of difficult to ever pamper yourself)....i will also post our thanksgiving pics. later as well. love you all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070297613507748747-4363715053370130789?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/4363715053370130789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=4363715053370130789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4363715053370130789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/4363715053370130789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-worlds-biggest-procrastinatorsp.html' title='Im the worlds biggest procrastinator(sp?)'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0XpFQv6JcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5DpvWoBq1gI/s72-c/100_0261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070297613507748747.post-2503315045499645996</id><published>2007-11-21T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:50:27.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Bloggers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0UJqAv6JYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/76Vh7wA8F4k/s1600-h/100_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135521567446017410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0UJqAv6JYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/76Vh7wA8F4k/s320/100_0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0UI9Qv6JXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/usd6YzK9nlI/s1600-h/100_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135520798646871410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0UI9Qv6JXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/usd6YzK9nlI/s320/100_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0UICQv6JWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1UU6bee0HmQ/s1600-h/100_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135519785034589538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0UICQv6JWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1UU6bee0HmQ/s320/100_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello Blog peeps. so we finally got a blog. I have a myspace, but this is so much better than myspace, its alot easier to navigate, plus people dont have to be members to view it, which is perfect for my family. anywho. so yeah were getting super excited for the holidays. Thanksgiving is tomorrow and we are doing absolutly nothing for once and to be honest i couldnt be more excited, we love entertaining people and getting together with family, but sometimes its just nice to be with your own little families. so yeah so were just going to hang out watch christmas movies, put up our christmas trees, eat lots of junk and im making a pork-roast and veggies instead of turkey, which is crazy, because i have never in my life gone without turkey on thanksgiving, but sheesh its a LOT!!! of work and i just dont feel like all that work. so its time to gear up for christmas, im so excited for christmas this year and i have to brag a little by saying that we are completly done christmas shopping already and it is so nice because last year i was literally shopping on christmas eve and i was so stressed out because of it. so yeah i cant wait until christmas and i cant wait to see the look on cobys face when he comes downstairs christmas morning and see what santa brought him and i cant wait to see the look on nates face, when he sees what coby and I got him. ok enough bragging. this is totally off subject, but i thought i would post a couple of pictures of my ever-so determined little booger-brain coby trying to climb the bookshelves in our house, so that he could get to his cars d.v.d. let me tell you guys for those who do not know how determined this kid is when he wants something, he just has no fear and no worries if he wants something hes just got to have it no matter how much i tell him no, and no matter how many time-outs he gets for not listening. i thought these were pretty funny, because everytime he climbs this bookshelf i can hear him scream if im in the other room, because he knows how to get up it, but he doesnt know how to get down and its funny. i sometimes will leving him hanging for a few mins. just to teach him a lesson which isnt very nice, but it sure is funny :). anywho hope everyone has a Fantastic Turket DAY!!!!!&lt;/span&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/9070297613507748747-2503315045499645996?l=robinsonbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/feeds/2503315045499645996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070297613507748747&amp;postID=2503315045499645996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/2503315045499645996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070297613507748747/posts/default/2503315045499645996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinsonbunch.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-bloggers.html' title='Hello Bloggers'/><author><name>The Robinson Bunch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02474429019515174550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWevDbDK79c/Tbt3aYCRKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Y5uY8n33oyY/s220/56700008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lZXuRFUT3-w/R0UJqAv6JYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/76Vh7wA8F4k/s72-c/100_0272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
