<?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-8460107421287864184</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:05:21.995-08:00</updated><category term='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/DSCN4233.jpg'/><title type='text'>Nolan's Story</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the story of Nolan's time in his mommy's belly, his introduction to the world and countless photos (probably posted daily) once he is here and his parents go CRAZY with the camera!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-8708912756893334596</id><published>2010-03-11T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T15:14:24.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Since we are adding to our family, I've decided to start a new blog to cover all Reeves family happenings and not JUST Nolan! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it out: &lt;a href="http://reevesfamilyramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://reevesfamilyramblings.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-8708912756893334596?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8708912756893334596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=8708912756893334596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8708912756893334596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8708912756893334596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-918792161905551063</id><published>2009-12-17T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:37:53.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh boy!</title><content type='html'>The other day I had to go to the doctor because of my stupid mouth (still having difficulties from a clogged salivary gland) and they had to look in my mouth and Nolan was fascinated with this. When we got home he kept wanting to look in my mouth just like the doctor. Later in the day he comes running up to me from his bedroom, sticking out his finger and screaming "AAAAAHHHHHH". So I do as I'm told, and open wide. He sticks his finger in and immediately I sense something very wrong with this scenario. This is the MOMENT I learned my son knows how to pick his nose, and he JUST put it in my mouth. I quickly removed his digit and spit a couple times...which made Nolan squeal with glee. He then stuck his finger back in his nose, and offered me his finger once again. This time I knew better and offered him a kleenex instead. Boys are so much fun!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to reporting our Christmas adventures and stories...and hope for less stories that involve boogers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-918792161905551063?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/918792161905551063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=918792161905551063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/918792161905551063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/918792161905551063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-boy.html' title='Oh boy!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-9090048865118524649</id><published>2009-12-07T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:06:08.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>Although I'm with Nolan day in and day out, there are some days where he seems to have grown up over night. Last night my little guy went to sleep, and this morning he woke up a talking, walking, imaginative ball of fun! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nolan is now sitting in a booster that scoots up to the table instead of a highchair with a tray. He loves that he gets to sit like a big boy...but I secretly miss the highchair, especially since he was locked in and couldn't escape! :) But he is SO proud of himself. I marvelled as we ate breakfast together and he asked for more cereal. He has mastered the spoon and cereal is now fun instead of frustrating. He watched me intently as I sipped my leftover milk from my bowl, and within seconds was mimicking me and pulling the bowl away to say "ah" like it was the most refreshing milk he had ever consumed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Christmas tree was put up yesterday. It's barely 4' tall, but perfect for hanging the unbreakable ornaments from! We also figured if it falls over (because a monkey decided to climb it) it wouldn't be as big of a deal! Nolan loved putting up the lights and helping us hang the ornaments. Of course, since he put them up, he feels he can take them down! His favorite ornaments are the trains, which he takes off frequently to play with on the floor. He is very good about putting them back on the tree, but they all seem to make it back to the same branch! :) Our tree may not be the prettiest tree, but I have to say it's the best we've ever had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I could go ON AND ON about the amazing things Nolan does, but they aren't that thrilling and no different than any other toddler. However when you get to experience life (and the Holidays) through the eyes of a toddler, it's just magical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you didn't receive our Christmas Card this year, here is an electronic version! Hope you have a very Merry Christmas &amp;amp; a Happy New Year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sx1Dp4bjAnI/AAAAAAAAANc/bkISuz0BDQc/s320/Final+Christmas+for+Costco.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412556713970827890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-9090048865118524649?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/9090048865118524649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=9090048865118524649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/9090048865118524649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/9090048865118524649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sx1Dp4bjAnI/AAAAAAAAANc/bkISuz0BDQc/s72-c/Final+Christmas+for+Costco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-2179497713130902761</id><published>2009-10-09T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:27:45.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Month Milestone</title><content type='html'>I am frequently in awe of Nolan...lately more often than not. He seems to go through developmental spurts. Awhile back it was his vocabulary. All of a sudden he was adding a word a day. Now, he is adding less each week...but using them FREQUENTLY. His current favorites include:&lt;div&gt;-Applejuice (I believe this is the first and last word EVERY day...and a million times during the day).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pizza (which actually means food, and not pizza in particular)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Bumblebee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Bubble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-More&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Thank you (sounds like Tank Too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Please (sounds like Peas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nolan (sounds like No-knees)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, No is STILL not part of his vocab. Yay us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night he even started experimenting with putting words together. He was trying to convince me that he NEEDED applejuice on the way home. I was driving and after his 421st time saying "Applejuice?" and me saying "Not right now"...we had this little exchange:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nolan: "Mommy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Yes, Nolan"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nolan: "No-Knees Applejuice?" said in the CUTEST voice ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was soooo sweet...but he still didn't get applejuice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night we went out to Sushi for dinner. Nolan surprised us yet again. He ate quite a bit of pickled ginger, california rolls, fruit and whipcream. He is such a great eater! He's growing like a weed and eating to fuel that growing. In fact right now he is gobbling up a tuna sandwich, a couple hand fulls of grapes and a string cheese. He is going to eat us out of house and home! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I have more, but he's asking to get down. I'll update with photos soon too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-2179497713130902761?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2179497713130902761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=2179497713130902761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2179497713130902761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2179497713130902761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/18-month-milestone.html' title='18 Month Milestone'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-5070599450608507464</id><published>2009-09-03T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:55:48.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just had to laugh</title><content type='html'>My son cracks me up. His giggles of course melt my heart. His big goofy grins bring a matching grin to my face. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week we went to Ikea and he picked out a toy. His pick...a dust pan and hand broom! He LOVES it and has to take it everywhere which is pretty funny.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today he was running around the house naked because he has another horrid diaper rash and all of a sudden he was CRYING hysterically. I walked over to him, assuming he peed because it upsets him when that happens....and there on the floor were two turds. He was SO upset over this...which just made me chuckle more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the times you just have to laugh!&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/8460107421287864184-5070599450608507464?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5070599450608507464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=5070599450608507464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5070599450608507464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5070599450608507464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-had-to-laugh.html' title='I just had to laugh'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7733298073306151517</id><published>2009-08-30T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:26:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>This summer has been so much fun...but it seems to be over far too quickly. We enjoyed our 4th of July visiting family. Unfortunately my camera wasn't always around when I really wanted it to be...so I don't have a million to share...but have a few! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Anderson's house&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps9zv84IbI/AAAAAAAAALk/h_6dq4__CKw/s320/IMG_1589.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375958539451244978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps90FMaDOI/AAAAAAAAALs/qVrOslJBENg/s320/IMG_1617.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375958545153527010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps909yTiEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fEtEIaHiErw/s1600-h/IMG_1627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps909yTiEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fEtEIaHiErw/s320/IMG_1627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375958560344868930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer Fun playing in the sprinkler at the neighbor's house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps91dxvbEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/umLvOJXm_4Y/s1600-h/IMG_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps91dxvbEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/umLvOJXm_4Y/s320/IMG_1687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375958568932437058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps910ioWtI/AAAAAAAAAME/jKpKN3Uep4E/s1600-h/IMG_1707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps910ioWtI/AAAAAAAAAME/jKpKN3Uep4E/s320/IMG_1707.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375958575043074770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the zoo with friends and saw some pretty cool animals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps_ok0EhsI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WaZ1cjnptLo/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps_ok0EhsI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WaZ1cjnptLo/s320/016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960546506213058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Amberlee's 4th birthday celebration. Nolan and Portia enjoyed playing with the stroller best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps_pkVSFcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TQBZAz4GddU/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps_pkVSFcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TQBZAz4GddU/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960563556947394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps_qZqhcHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/fR471-OZn6M/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps_qZqhcHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/fR471-OZn6M/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960577873113202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nolan also enjoyed the lake...but mostly just stood on a rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps_qxruI0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/hiXqwlGYuDc/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps_qxruI0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/hiXqwlGYuDc/s320/023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960584320590658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had jammie mornings and bad hair days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps910ioWtI/AAAAAAAAAME/jKpKN3Uep4E/s1600-h/IMG_1707.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps_pCWHLgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/fe8-8vdjhOE/s320/002.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960554433621506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knitted a snake for Nolan, it's taller than he is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SptBRA1ESeI/AAAAAAAAANE/cTM0L3VLx8k/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SptBRA1ESeI/AAAAAAAAANE/cTM0L3VLx8k/s320/013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962340732979682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SptBRA1ESeI/AAAAAAAAANE/cTM0L3VLx8k/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nolan enjoys my new Tupperware&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SptBQowqSmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/7lJVs1Zlklc/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SptBQowqSmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/7lJVs1Zlklc/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962334272047714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SptBQowqSmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/7lJVs1Zlklc/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SptBPxD30cI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Tks3Z7rpqm8/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SptBPxD30cI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Tks3Z7rpqm8/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962319320240578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had many, many blueberries...on this morning it was blueberry pancakes with powdered sugar and a side of plastic plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SptBRsxoYdI/AAAAAAAAANM/SdiNGdmnY1U/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962352529727954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nolan is growing so fast! He now has many words, most of which start with B, like "Bumblebee", "Blueberry", "Bubble", "Belly Button" and...my favorite new word..."Costco". Thank you is a new word too..but sounds more like "Tank Too" which is also pretty cute. He's fine tuning his fit throwing, but all in all is a great kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His new favorite thing is to hold hands when we walk anywhere...especially if he can con two people into holding his hands and swing between them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nolan says "Hi!" and thanks for stopping by his blog...hopefully his mommy will update more often! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SptBSNOLyZI/AAAAAAAAANU/_S2L8vVTMQE/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962361239423378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7733298073306151517?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7733298073306151517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7733298073306151517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7733298073306151517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7733298073306151517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sps9zv84IbI/AAAAAAAAALk/h_6dq4__CKw/s72-c/IMG_1589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-4658419416854977159</id><published>2009-06-25T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:17:13.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magic of a 15 Month Old</title><content type='html'>The first year of Nolan's life was definitely measured in milestones (as you do with any baby). His development was obvious when he would finally flip from tummy to back...or took those first glorious steps. However I'm learning the magic of the second year! My darling child has the cutest little personality...he's like a person now!!! I do realize that this was bound to happen, as it happens with all children, but it is oh-so fun to experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few weeks ago, his only words were "Mama", "Dada", and another word that sounded kinda like "Bubba" but didn't really have a definition. Now, the child is a chatter box, everyday adding a new word to his repertoire. The most recent additions are "Hi", "Bye" (which includes the cutest wave), "Bubble", "Up", "Uh-Oh", "Ouch", "Hot" and a few other words that are close...but not quite there yet. Today he said "Hat" when they said it on a show. He then walked around saying "At" "At". He repeats words when I say them, but not using them regularly or in context. I'm quite thrilled that "No" is not part of his vocabulary yet. I know it will come (it's inevitable, especially since it is in his name!) but I don't look forward to that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of all these words is the increased communication. He walks to his highschair when he is hungry and says "Up, Up". Another aide to our communication is a little bit of sign language. He learned "All Done" awhile ago, which is nice when he is stuffed and can't eat another bite. He recently learned "More", although he sometimes waves his hand towards him as if to say "Bring on the food". Both are cute and get the point across! He picked up the sign for "Milk" all on his own, although his wave goodbye and the sign for milk are pretty much the same, so it's hard to know if he 100% understands how to use that sign! I would really like for him to learn "Thank You", but I'm horrid at remembering to use it...so that might take a bit more work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to watch Nolan play. He is experiencing his toys in a whole new way. Instead of just pushing his toys around, he's understanding that they make noises if you press in a certain part. He also knows which button to press on my keychain to make the car go HONK. His favorite pasttime is to steal my keys and sit next to the windown and watch the lights flash on my car and hear the horn honk! He also enjoys running around the house and turning on all the fans, then running away when they blow on him. He is slightly obsessed with brooms and today I caught him getting a rag off the kitchen table and cleaning the fridge door. Someone in this house needs to be a clean freak...and we know that both Brian &amp; I don't fit that description! Today Nolan was playing in our room and picked up a dirty shirt I left on the floor. He walked over and put it in the correct dirty clothes bin!! Brian doesn't even do that!!!! I was so proud I almost cried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not be luckier. Nolan is such an amazing kid and I love watching the world through his eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-4658419416854977159?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4658419416854977159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=4658419416854977159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4658419416854977159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4658419416854977159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/magic-of-15-month-old.html' title='The Magic of a 15 Month Old'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7506576516469457158</id><published>2009-06-20T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:47:10.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Picnic with Friends</title><content type='html'>Today was Zoe's babyshower and afterwards there was a Father's Day picnic. We had a ball and I had to share some photos of our fun day. Nolan was in the best mood ever and ran around a lot. He enjoyed playing with a plastic egg. He will pretend like he is going to throw it, but as he pulls his arm back the egg would fly behind him. It was super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1451.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1451.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan &amp; Portia hug/collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1455.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1455.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1456.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1456.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1457.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1457.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan made a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1461.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1461.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and Nolan running &amp; screaming like crazy men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1470.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1470.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy redirecting Nolan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1474.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1474.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1478.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1478.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7506576516469457158?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7506576516469457158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7506576516469457158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7506576516469457158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7506576516469457158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day-picnic-with-friends.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Picnic with Friends'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7705211593941881275</id><published>2009-06-20T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:49:13.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada Trip</title><content type='html'>My friend Zoe has family up in Canada. She wanted to go visit before she has her second baby...and I just couldn't have her going alone...so I invited myself along for the ride. Her family was so welcoming, we had TONS of fun and the kids were SO amazing! The fact that they were in the car for 12 hours straight, TWICE...is just crazy! And they didn't even drive us insane!!! Here are some highlights from the trip (although I didn't take enough!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pics from the water park inside the West Edmonton Mall (the LARGEST mall in North America). We didn't see the whole mall, but the water park was so amazing we didn't really care!!! (I'll have more pics when I download from Zoe...she did MUCH better at taking pictures here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1284.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1284.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the Waterpark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1285.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1285.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After (I look like a drown rat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1286.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1286.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putt putt golf place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1291.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1291.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Old Spaghetti Factory (my FAV!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Nolan being silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1300.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1296.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1296.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelly, Xander &amp; Xavier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1297.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1297.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ice rink inside the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1303.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1303.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a sushi restaurant the next day. If we had that here, I would eat it EVERY day! It was a TON of food for only $9 canadian. Nolan really enjoyed the chopsticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1318.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1318.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1324.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1324.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1330.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1330.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan enjoyed "playing" video games with Xavier...are we surprised??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1332.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1332.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portia being so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1339.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1339.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan learned how to go down the stairs...Portia showed him the ropes because she is a pro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1352.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1352.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes!!! Naked babies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1378.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1378.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited Zoe's family at the campsite her aunt runs (we had the yummiest hotdogs EVER!). Nolan enjoyed the dustpan &amp; broom...of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1399.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1399.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute is that little puppy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1412.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1412.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this, the many faces of Nolan...he has so many expressions...these pics were taken back to back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1416.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1416.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1418.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1418.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1417.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1417.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portia was loving on Nolan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1420.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1420.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan playing in the sand. He ate lots of sand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1425.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1425.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing on the slide with Portia's Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1428.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1428.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1429.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1429.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen this in person, but they were EVERYWHERE! They suck up oil...I think they look like mosquitoes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1430.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1430.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think these two pics are cute. We are eating dinner at Tim Horton's. There was a LOT of Tim's on this trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1441.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1441.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1442.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1442.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have more on Wednesday...Zoe took a ton of pictures!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7705211593941881275?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7705211593941881275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7705211593941881275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7705211593941881275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7705211593941881275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/canada-trip.html' title='Canada Trip'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-525318049242426512</id><published>2009-06-02T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:21:21.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1081.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1081.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=NolanandPortia.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/NolanandPortia.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are from a really fun park in Lynden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1213.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1211.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1211.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1210.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1210.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this "running like t-rex"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1207.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1207.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1204.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1204.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1201.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1201.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1200.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1200.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun in a hammock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1185.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1185.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1222.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1222.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning he was playing very quietly in his room...I come in and find this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1261.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1261.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New sand box (filled with pea gravel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1255.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1255.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-525318049242426512?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/525318049242426512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=525318049242426512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/525318049242426512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/525318049242426512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-randomness.html' title='More Randomness'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7983049981647475128</id><published>2009-06-02T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:17:49.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tip toe through the tulips</title><content type='html'>Zoe, Portia, Nolan and I went to the Tulip Festival this year. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=nolantulips6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/nolantulips6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=nolantulips5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/nolantulips5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=nolantulips4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/nolantulips4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=nolantulips2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/tip-toe-through-tulips.html' title='Tip toe through the tulips'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-8380583862486280497</id><published>2009-06-02T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:13:44.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (Belated) Easter</title><content type='html'>Ya...It is sad how behind I am...but I'm getting there! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1000.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0980.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0980.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0976-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0976-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0975-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0975-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0972-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-belated-easter.html' title='Happy (Belated) Easter'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-678089551016480695</id><published>2009-06-02T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:12:26.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0595.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at Ikea with Zoe &amp; Portia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=nolanportia3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/nolanportia3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this shirt is just so cute! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0553.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0553.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father &amp; son together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0558.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0558.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0936.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0936.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the fun settings on our new camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0971.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0971.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stealing someone's trike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0965.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0965.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at another park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0954.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0954.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0942.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0942.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know these are see through??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0940.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0940.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0929.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0929.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at the children's museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0892.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0892.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0895.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0895.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0898.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0898.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0893.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0893.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0899.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0899.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0890.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0890.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0889.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0889.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0888.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0888.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0886.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0886.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan, looking like a toddler...where is my baby???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1022.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked play time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_1017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-678089551016480695?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/678089551016480695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=678089551016480695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/678089551016480695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/678089551016480695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-things.html' title='Random things'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/th_IMG_0595.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-527176759105557189</id><published>2009-06-02T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:06:58.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nolan turns 1</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm behind, what is new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March Nolan turned ONE! The time has just flown this year! He is such a fun kid and we are enjoying watching him learn new things every day. Here are some photos of his parties (yes, he had two parties!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are from his party in Poulsbo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0791.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0791.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0718.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0718.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bug themed party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider Cheese Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0656.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0656.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ants on a log&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0657.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0657.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirt cake with worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0769.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0769.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pin the spot on the ladybug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0676.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0676.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tent full of boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0664.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0664.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messy boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0784.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0784.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0786.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0786.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0792.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0792.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some cute pics from that week at Grandma &amp; Papa's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0815.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0815.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0816.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0816.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the boys (nephews Brad &amp; Nate) along with Nolan to get pictures taken at JCPenney...if I can track them down I'll post them here too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0834.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0834.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to The Spaghetti Factory with Mandy, Madi &amp; Jonah to celebrate the boys' birthdays since they are 1 day apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0601.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/IMG_0601.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bellingham Birthday Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0875.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0875.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a joint birthday party with our friend, Alex. Here is Alex enjoying his cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0876.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0876.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tent was a hit at both parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0866.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0866.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0859.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0859.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0846.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0846.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0848.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0848.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex on a present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0854.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0854.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0850.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0850.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0849.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0849.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0845.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0845.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He greatly enjoyed cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=Nolanbirthday.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/Nolanbirthday.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cake frosting does funny things to your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0880.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0880.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0878.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0878.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-527176759105557189?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/527176759105557189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=527176759105557189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/527176759105557189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/527176759105557189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/nolan-turns-1.html' title='Nolan turns 1'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/March%202009/th_IMG_0791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-1686295665104052686</id><published>2009-03-18T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:04:43.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many pictures?</title><content type='html'>I feel like I've been using my blog for a photo album, but not so much as a blog...so I'm fixing that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm uploading photos to One True Media to make a slideshow of pictures from Nolan's first year. I cannot believe he is going to be a year old next week. Where did the year go? I look at newborn pics of him and I barely recognize him...he's changed so much since he was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also reflecting on my first year as a mom. I've done things that I said I would never do (let him watch TV just so I can get a bit of a nap, let my house become covered in toys) but those things don't seem to matter all that much. My house will be a mess, this is a fact, I wouldn't trade my new life for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told MANY times that Nolan would change my life, change ME. Yes, he has changed my focus. Things that seemed so important before, seem so pointless now. Before I would feel accomplished if I got a laundry list of things done in 24 hours. Now I'm just thrilled if I get a little laundry done and get to run through the shower. Nolan is such an amazing kid, and I can't seem to remember life without him. I guess when I really think about it, Nolan didn't change me or my life...he was just the missing piece. I love being a mother even more than I thought I would. Even when I'm up to my elbows in snot, pee, poop and something else that I can't quite figure out...I wouldn't trade my life for a million dollars! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-1686295665104052686?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1686295665104052686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=1686295665104052686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/1686295665104052686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/1686295665104052686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-many-pictures.html' title='Too many pictures?'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-8421666061799437516</id><published>2009-03-14T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:23:36.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He walks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5468625bf37a0adf" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5468625bf37a0adf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329886558%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44ACDA001F8048690943781A9C936F992169F367.5D6F53630A26F368D76BF42CA2977785CDC4ECA4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5468625bf37a0adf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyVqb3LOl9lWzo01UP9nUwW61IUE&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5468625bf37a0adf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329886558%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44ACDA001F8048690943781A9C936F992169F367.5D6F53630A26F368D76BF42CA2977785CDC4ECA4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5468625bf37a0adf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyVqb3LOl9lWzo01UP9nUwW61IUE&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/8460107421287864184-8421666061799437516?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5468625bf37a0adf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8421666061799437516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=8421666061799437516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8421666061799437516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8421666061799437516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-walks.html' title='He walks!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7078672611137105406</id><published>2009-03-14T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:13:48.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons and other madness</title><content type='html'>Swimming lessons just ended...but boy did we have fun! Nolan is quite a little fish. Even though lessons are over, we will have to go swimming often so that he can splash around and wear himself out! Here are a couple pictures. We have very few because the heat would steam up the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0282.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0282.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SbybLqBHu_I/AAAAAAAAALc/fEY1HGryCZc/s1600-h/IMG_4790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SbybLqBHu_I/AAAAAAAAALc/fEY1HGryCZc/s200/IMG_4790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313292284950199282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0288.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0288.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0355.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0355.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to the park a lot. Here is the fun I had with my camera one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0320.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0320.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0336.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0336.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's getting to be such a big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0399.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0399.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0404.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0404.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to dinner one day a couple weeks ago and I had a fun time sticking puffs to his head! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0415.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0415.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playdate with Portia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0506.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0506.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0503.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0503.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0480.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0480.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear him screaming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0475.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0475.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0470.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0470.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0465.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0465.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to go out and play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0438.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0438.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan and his mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0515.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/IMG_0515.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7078672611137105406?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7078672611137105406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7078672611137105406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7078672611137105406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7078672611137105406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/swimming-lessons-and-other-madness.html' title='Swimming Lessons and other madness'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/th_IMG_0282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-5812263437521005215</id><published>2009-03-14T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:03:17.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Christmas Photos</title><content type='html'>I just had to re-link all my photos on my blog (which was a HUGE PAIN!!!) and I found Christmas photos that I never posted on my blog. So I thought I would do it right now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to do handprint christmas ornaments with Nolan, but it just turned into a mess. A cute mess though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4451.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4451.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4453.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4453.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4456.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4456.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening presents with Grandpa Ron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4565.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4565.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on Santa's Lap. Santa said he asked for a Porche for Christmas. I found this funny because his girlfriend's name is Portia! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4556.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4556.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4555.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4555.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4553.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4553.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek-a-boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4551.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4551.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Webster was one of the only people that could get a giggle out of Nolan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4548.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4548.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating Snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4544.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4544.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out the christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4534.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4534.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4529.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4529.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must eat it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4530.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4530.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4520.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4520.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate, Nolan &amp; Brad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4608.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4608.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Nolan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4598.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4598.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening presents with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4587.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4587.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so merry christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4585.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4585.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4577.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4577.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Christmas ham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4567.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4567.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4560.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4560.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being cute again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4609.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4609.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4649.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4649.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4707.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/DSCN4707.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-5812263437521005215?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5812263437521005215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=5812263437521005215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5812263437521005215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5812263437521005215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-christmas-photos.html' title='Lost Christmas Photos'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/December%202008/th_DSCN4451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-6150336765376087280</id><published>2009-02-11T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:50:22.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rounding the Corner to One Year Old</title><content type='html'>Nolan has been a busy little boy lately. He's been to the zoo a couple times, played lots with friends, got his very first TOOTH and yesterday he took his first steps without assistance!!!!! It has been very exciting! We also started swim lessons this week. Evidentally we have a little swimmer on our hands. He can float on his back (with just a little support on his neck), kick his legs like a little frog, blow bubbles and go under water. He is amazing and so far hasn't cried or complained. I have sooo much fun too! I see lots more swim lessons in our future!! Ok...on with the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathtime with friends (Jonah &amp;amp; Madi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0068.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/IMG_0068.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan &amp;amp; I at McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/IMG_0100.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woodland Park Zoo. We went to Pt. Defiance a couple weeks before...but he wasn't in the greatest of moods...so I didn't take tons of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan LOVES fishies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0237.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't zoomed in. The peacock was super close to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0160.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0160.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan cracking out of an egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0233.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His fingers in a bronze gorilla nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0219.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling cuz it's lunchtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0202.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0202.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan wasn't growing much hair on top, but he was harvesting a mighty fine mullet! So we took him in for his first haircut. I almost cried!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0129.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0129.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0130.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0130.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at the mall. I got a new camera that does some cool things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0121.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0121.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a boy does with a teething biscuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0272.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0272.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Malaki's 1st birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0254.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0254.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0246.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0246.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0247.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0247.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New toy. I said I wouldn't let the living room get over run with toys. HAHAHA &lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0297.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/February%202009/IMG_0297.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-6150336765376087280?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6150336765376087280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=6150336765376087280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6150336765376087280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6150336765376087280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/rounding-corner-to-one-year-old.html' title='Rounding the Corner to One Year Old'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/th_IMG_0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7072396498067664726</id><published>2009-01-16T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:39:52.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I'm a slacker!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!!! Ya, I've been slacking about the updating of the blog. So here it is...a big update with lots of pics! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan is growing like a weed. He will be 10 months old at the end of the month and I'm already thinking of what to do for Nolan's birthday! :)&lt;br /&gt;Nolan's first Christmas was very fun. We got to see family, although the snow made it difficult to get there and back. He didn't quite understand unwrapping presents and didn't appreciate being kept up past his bedtime on Christmas Eve...but he appreciates his gifts very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stay pretty busy. On Tuesday &amp;amp; Thursdays we go to the YMCA where Nolan plays with other kids and I exercise. It wears both of us out! :) Sometimes when he's napping I get some knitting done. I started selling knitted things online and it's going very well (&lt;a href="http://www.funkybabyfinds.weebly.com/"&gt;http://www.funkybabyfinds.weebly.com/&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan enjoys playing. Here he is playing with his girlfriend, Portia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4768.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/DSCN4768.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled her over. He got a talkin' to about how to treat a lady. Oh, and no Portia's were harmed in this playdate! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4770.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/DSCN4770.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went and visited Malaki and Stephanie the other day. The boys had a great time being boys. I thought Nolan was a ham for the camera, but Malaki loves the camera...and the camera loves him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4758.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/DSCN4758.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4759.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/DSCN4759.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been to the mall a couple times to check out the play place...Nolan loves the tunnel through the baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4772.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/DSCN4772.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4771.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/DSCN4771.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February we are starting swim lessons. I'm sure there will be photos! :) Now the question is, will I post them? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7072396498067664726?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7072396498067664726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7072396498067664726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7072396498067664726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7072396498067664726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-im-slacker.html' title='I know, I&apos;m a slacker!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/January%202009/th_DSCN4768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-1699050090794152424</id><published>2008-12-10T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:32:10.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready For Christmas</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe it is Christmas time already AND Nolan is almost 9 months old! Time is really flying and I'm SO not ready for my little boy to turn 1!! Here are photos of what Nolan has been up to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He surfs the net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4277.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4277.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he talks (well, screams) on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***can't find this photo***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts like a ham for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4286.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4286.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or tries to eat the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4324.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4324.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinks that the kitchen table is a toy too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4335.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4335.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, dad is his favorite toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4331.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4331.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan visits family. Here he is with his Grandpa, his Great Uncle and his Cousin, Cayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4366.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4366.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes to wear spinach more than he likes eating it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4298.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4298.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES to take off his socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4296.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4296.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes for drives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4368.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4368.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes tries to drive himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4354.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4354.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He eats Thanksgiving Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4365.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4365.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no turkey yet, even though Uncle Webster made a stellar bird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4356.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4356.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan helps mom out in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4427.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4427.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And opens Christmas presents (this is his FIRST, from Rebecca, Amberlee and Austin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4414.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4414.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4417.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4417.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...no Christmas Tree for us this year. Three reasons (and no, one of the reasons isn't because we are Scrouges!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Nolan is pulling up on EVERYTHING, and I mean everything!&lt;br /&gt;#2 Cats seem to climb EVERYTHING, and I mean everything!&lt;br /&gt;#3 We won't be home for the week of Christmas anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So our compromise was garlands and a couple really small trees! Here are some pics of the house! MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4394.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4394.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-1699050090794152424?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1699050090794152424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=1699050090794152424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/1699050090794152424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/1699050090794152424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-ready-for-christmas.html' title='Getting Ready For Christmas'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/th_DSCN4277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-3699082212310342302</id><published>2008-11-19T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:21:16.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuteness</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to update with one of Nolan's milestones! Today he laughed for the first time. He has made happy sounds, and laughs if you blow raspberries on his tummy...but this was the first honest laugh!!! Brian was laying on the floor and McKinnely climbed up on his stomach. Nolan found this very funny and started laughing. It was SO amazingly cute and I have to say, both Brian and I melted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian has nicknamed Nolan "Doodlebug", that's pretty stinkin' cute too! Ok...so that's enough cuteness for one post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT...one more bit of cuteness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4271.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/DSCN4271.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-3699082212310342302?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3699082212310342302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=3699082212310342302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/3699082212310342302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/3699082212310342302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/cuteness.html' title='Cuteness'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/November%202008/th_DSCN4271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7844648060583889602</id><published>2008-11-07T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:18:25.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/DSCN4233.jpg'/><title type='text'>It's November?</title><content type='html'>I keep forgetting to update my blog. But never fear...I have a million photos to share!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a very fun Halloween. Nolan was going to be a pumpkin (we bought the costume last year on major clearance) however Nolan was too big for the costume! So I ran out and got him the sock monkey costume that I REALLY wanted him to wear. He was SOOO cute and got a million comments. He usually grabs everything, but wouldn't grab a piece of candy when I put his hand in a bowl of candy...silly baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan, the Sock Monkey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4182.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/DSCN4182.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick or Treating in Fairhaven:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/?action=view&amp;current=nolan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/nolan.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/?action=view&amp;current=trickortreat.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/trickortreat.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick or Treating at the Mall (we met Brian there after work, along with Portia and her mom &amp;amp; dad and Austin and Amber and their mom &amp;amp; dad). Here Nolan is lovin' on Portia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/?action=view&amp;current=nolanandportia.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/nolanandportia.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are trying to get a group photo...Nolan was NOT interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/?action=view&amp;current=everyone3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/everyone3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Nolan was playing under the futon...we didn't realize he was playing with the cat!! McKinnley was not liking it and hit Nolan in the face. He came out bleeding and screaming. Luckily the scratch was VERY small (upper lip &amp;amp; nose). He had some blood on his hand, which he rubbed in his eyes...so for a short bit we thought his eye was cut. We keep him away from McKinnley now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/DSCN4225.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan recently started eating Cherrios. I love to give him bananas first, to get all sticky...then give him the cherrios...they stick to his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/DSCN4227.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan is pulling up on EVERYTHING now! When he wakes up, he pops right up and stands up so he can suck on the rail of the crib. It's cute, but annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4239.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/DSCN4239.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the store:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4240.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/DSCN4240.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan really loves the camera:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN4244.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/DSCN4244.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7844648060583889602?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7844648060583889602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7844648060583889602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7844648060583889602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7844648060583889602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-november.html' title='It&apos;s November?'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/October%202008/th_DSCN4182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-4663862444867468636</id><published>2008-09-30T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:10:43.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>Time sure flies when we are having fun! I know I need to update more, but the entire month of September kinda sucked...so I'm back up and running now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short: I sprained my ankle then something (they are still trying to figure it out) attacked my joints and there was a couple weeks that I couldn't use my hands or walk without CRAZY pain. I'm fixed now, even though they still don't know what it was! Here is a picture of my ankle, and this is when it was "better"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3824.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/DSCN3824.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...on to MUCH cuter things! My Rollie Pollie Nolie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are his 6 month photos, taken at Sears. He was a perfect angel and every photo came out great! It made it difficult to make a decision!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=dep_show_line_item07.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/dep_show_line_item07.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=dep_show_line_item05.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/dep_show_line_item05.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=dep_show_line_item06.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/dep_show_line_item06.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=dep_show_line_item01.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/dep_show_line_item01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=dep_show_line_item04.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/dep_show_line_item04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=dep_show_line_ite02m.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/dep_show_line_ite02m.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=dep_show_line_item.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/dep_show_line_item.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get Nolan's diaper on quite right, sat him up and got an eye full of crack! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3895.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/DSCN3895.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some hats that I want to sell online, but I needed a model...so I made Nolan do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/Funky%20Baby%20Finds/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3900.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/Funky%20Baby%20Finds/DSCN3900.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/Funky%20Baby%20Finds/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3903.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/Funky%20Baby%20Finds/DSCN3903.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/Funky%20Baby%20Finds/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3906.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/Funky%20Baby%20Finds/DSCN3906.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was happy to have the hats off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/Funky%20Baby%20Finds/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3908.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/Funky%20Baby%20Finds/DSCN3908.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many uses for the Exersaucer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=e63f97f5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/e63f97f5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan sticking out his tounge and looking cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3857.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/DSCN3857.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling and getting into trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3871.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/DSCN3871.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating his pirate rubber duckie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3882.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/DSCN3882.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being cute some more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3866.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/DSCN3866.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3861.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/DSCN3861.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-4663862444867468636?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4663862444867468636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=4663862444867468636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4663862444867468636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4663862444867468636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/09/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/September%202008/th_DSCN3824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-2095191463620650351</id><published>2008-08-29T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:48:10.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months Old????</title><content type='html'>I forgot to take Nolan's 5 Month picture on Wednesday. He was a Crabby Patty all day, so I'm sure the photo would have been of him screaming!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't updated in awhile...so I thought I would take a couple minutes and do that! :) We FINALLY have a daytime schedule and some structure to his naps (read: sleeping in his crib instead of ON me). Bedtime is going quite well (knock on wood) but he has added in a 4am feeding and sometimes throws in a 1am "booby call". I'm not such a fan of those!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is rolling all over the place now and can scoot fairly well. He seems to find things he shouldn't be playing with...we are going to have our hands full! He "talks" a lot and recently found out he can stick out his tounge, which is soooooo funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning he woke up at his usual 7:00. He was "talking" in his bed, so I let him chat for a bit before going in to grab him. I went in and found him sideways in his crib. This is nothing new, but he looked so cute I had to grab the camera. It took me awhile to find the camera, and with how wiggly he is, I assumed he would be in a different location. So I was very surprised to see him in exactly the same orientation that I left him. So, I snap the photo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sbxznz2mO_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZZLVBOKy34U/s1600-h/DSCN3788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313248788161641458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sbxznz2mO_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZZLVBOKy34U/s320/DSCN3788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And go to pick him up...and guess where his right arm is???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SbxzQRFYc7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/-LR5NjyT7mc/s1600-h/DSCN3789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313248383691420594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SbxzQRFYc7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/-LR5NjyT7mc/s320/DSCN3789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, you guessed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note...I have always been told that I was a VERY clean baby. My grandpa would tell anyone who would listen how I would eat without getting a spot anywhere. I think Nolan is not my son...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/April%20to%20August%202008/DSCN3792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px" alt="" src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc264/jenlreeves/April%20to%20August%202008/DSCN3792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-2095191463620650351?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2095191463620650351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=2095191463620650351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2095191463620650351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2095191463620650351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/08/5-months-old.html' title='5 Months Old????'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/Sbxznz2mO_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZZLVBOKy34U/s72-c/DSCN3788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-901674197260997321</id><published>2008-08-23T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:40:18.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messed up</title><content type='html'>I screwed up my blog when I was trying to make it pretty today...but I give up...I'll mess with it later! I have new pics...but I'm tired!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-901674197260997321?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/901674197260997321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=901674197260997321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/901674197260997321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/901674197260997321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/08/messed-up.html' title='Messed up'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7776253109341469228</id><published>2008-08-01T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:16:43.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Cloth Diapering</title><content type='html'>So, we dipped our toe into the Cloth Diapering pool today! Yesterday we purchased 3 bumgenius 3.0 diapers. They are on the pricy side, but they are one size fits 7lbs to 35lbs...so I figure it's a good investment for this kid and possible kid(s) down the line. I have never been so excited to do laundry last night, I wanted to get them washed up so we could use them today! He seems very happy and content in them. Of course he did a huge poop in the first one that I put on him...but it contained it and there was NOOOO blow out! WHOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are going to keep these in rotation along with disposables until we can purchase a few more cloth diapers. I feel so green...and frugal! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7776253109341469228?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7776253109341469228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7776253109341469228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7776253109341469228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7776253109341469228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/08/adventures-in-cloth-diapering.html' title='Adventures in Cloth Diapering'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-2666885354246243891</id><published>2008-08-01T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:12:41.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Month Checkup</title><content type='html'>Nolan's 4 month check up went very well! He is now 14 lbs 13 ounces and 26" long. He "talked" the whole time the doctor checked him and wanted to show how he can roll over and even scoot a little. It was pretty cute! Brian's mom came with me...carrying a baby and all his stuff is SOOOOO much easier when there are 4 arms!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan's had a rough couple days after the shots, but I think he's almost back to normal now! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-2666885354246243891?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2666885354246243891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=2666885354246243891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2666885354246243891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2666885354246243891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/08/4-month-checkup.html' title='4 Month Checkup'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-5469701834752334844</id><published>2008-07-28T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:52:13.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months old!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Nolan turned 4 months old! I cannot believe he is growing up so fast! Nolan's 4 month doctor's visit is on Wednesday, so I'll come post his latest stats! Of course I've been taking photos like crazy, here are a few! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=55364868&amp;amp;albumID=2261511&amp;amp;imageID=33347469"&gt;http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=55364868&amp;amp;albumID=2261511&amp;amp;imageID=33347469&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...it's just not working!!!!! I'll come back later I guess...I hate computers sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get to bed. I'm enjoying the fact that the boys are sleeping and I get the computer and I can watch whatever I want on TV! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-5469701834752334844?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5469701834752334844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=5469701834752334844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5469701834752334844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5469701834752334844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/07/4-months-old.html' title='4 months old!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-3450356240768922572</id><published>2008-06-29T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:41:12.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is WAY too hot!</title><content type='html'>So, it's too hot today! We bought a pool and put it in the driveway (didn't want to kill the grass). I don't think we could get any more ghetto...but then again...we do live in a trailer park!! :) Here are some pics from our day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan getting ready for the pool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a344.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/91/l_e27a9c5a20ada6bb7795a0fbeaf40d47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a344.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/91/l_e27a9c5a20ada6bb7795a0fbeaf40d47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Nolan in the pool. He just put a toe in and it was just too cold. So we got him out of the sun and into the shade with momma:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a263.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/55/l_240a58d9b4f723a07949e6a33d33cb96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a263.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/55/l_240a58d9b4f723a07949e6a33d33cb96.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very very sleepy baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a334.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/69/l_7702ba2110eb21f15b91adf81eacbbf5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a334.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/69/l_7702ba2110eb21f15b91adf81eacbbf5.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/8460107421287864184-3450356240768922572?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3450356240768922572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=3450356240768922572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/3450356240768922572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/3450356240768922572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-is-way-too-hot.html' title='It is WAY too hot!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7648349478754443515</id><published>2008-06-27T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:15:48.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it, Nolan is 3 months old today! He's growing so fast right now, I swear he does something new everyday! Here are some more pics!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Nolan on his 3 month old birthday. He didn't get cake, but did get breastmilk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a104.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/7/l_0d84deb48dd05ddd08796878ad2505b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a104.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/7/l_0d84deb48dd05ddd08796878ad2505b7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks like he is thinking about something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a851.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/81/l_efd4c48aba4157e8bd90b7a08c18e41a.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a851.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/81/l_efd4c48aba4157e8bd90b7a08c18e41a.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This picture makes me smile every time I see it. It was near the end of the photoshoot and he was DONE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://a824.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/115/l_80d4da30798e85dea30630cc833d7327.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a824.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/115/l_80d4da30798e85dea30630cc833d7327.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7648349478754443515?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7648349478754443515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7648349478754443515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7648349478754443515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7648349478754443515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/06/three-months-old.html' title='Three Months Old!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-497971896695242037</id><published>2008-06-24T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:22:49.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nolan is taking a MUCH needed nap. So I figured I could either clean my house since my mom is coming tomorrow, or play on the internet. Sorry mom, the house is going to be a mess! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures I've been meaning to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Nolan, Chris, Jessica &amp;amp; Brian at Chris &amp;amp; Jessica's wedding (May 10th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a305.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/91/l_5a130a202ac4072c1c06b128573deac0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a305.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/91/l_5a130a202ac4072c1c06b128573deac0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Nolan &amp;amp; Brian. I think Nolan has his hand down my shirt! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a363.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/99/l_8fc441879d1d73900e3ddcc869b06db2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a363.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/99/l_8fc441879d1d73900e3ddcc869b06db2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nolan's favorite thing next to drooling. He loves to chew on his hand, then cries when he bites too hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a959.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/57/l_5c2aaaeab6c79932de9cbd77914bb5ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a959.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/57/l_5c2aaaeab6c79932de9cbd77914bb5ce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little man, looking so grown up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a882.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/40/l_05255bbf85cda8518517799b52345c19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a882.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/40/l_05255bbf85cda8518517799b52345c19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan, blowing bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a410.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/80/l_fe425b7d1d633dc5adaa51fdd4cb02e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a410.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/80/l_fe425b7d1d633dc5adaa51fdd4cb02e1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little pirate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a190.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/19/m_bfe9d69e5334e765bc7c4df20728c055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a190.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/19/m_bfe9d69e5334e765bc7c4df20728c055.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a410.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/80/l_fe425b7d1d633dc5adaa51fdd4cb02e1"&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-497971896695242037?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/497971896695242037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=497971896695242037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/497971896695242037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/497971896695242037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/06/nolan-is-taking-much-needed-nap.html' title=''/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-813784934239000899</id><published>2008-06-21T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T06:41:40.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertainment for one</title><content type='html'>It's 6:37 in the morning on a Saturday...and I'm up! :( But, the good news, Nolan slept from 8pm to 6 am, can't be upset with that! I have to work today and was going to get up around 6:45 anyway...so there is no sense in going back to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feed Nolan when he woke up and he fell asleep shortly after filling his belly. I put him down in his crib and he was snoring a few seconds later. Then all of a sudden he woke up. He is in there cooing, giggling and hiccuping all at the same time. At least he is entertaining himself. He sounds so cute that I want to go play...but I have to appreciate the fact that an almost 3 month old can be by himself for a little bit. I think I'll just let him have his fun, whatever he is doing in there. Can't be all that exciting...the only thing in his crib is him and a paci and it's pretty dark in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I think it might be over...the sounds are turning from happy to a little pissed...at least he had fun for a little bit! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-813784934239000899?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/813784934239000899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=813784934239000899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/813784934239000899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/813784934239000899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/06/entertainment-for-one.html' title='Entertainment for one'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-6853768801496830797</id><published>2008-06-17T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:43:42.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new?</title><content type='html'>It's been a little while since I blogged, life has been fairly crazy!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On June 7th I was in my friend Fawnda's wedding. Nolan got to attend his second wedding in his short 2 1/2 months of life. He was pretty good...of course he was a lady charmer as usual!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next week Nolan &amp;amp; I went to visit family down in Kitsap County...it was a very fun trip! Nolan even had a first when we were down there! He rolled from his tummy to his back for the first time (well, first time where it was a roll...he went from tummy to side then got stuck and kinda flopped the rest of the way...but this was an honest tuck &amp;amp; roll this time!) when we were at Grandpa's house (my dad). That was pretty exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was also given an exersaucer from Katie too, which he loves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a935.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/126/l_d2d6ba21c2848f4f3506b01f9991f726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a935.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/126/l_d2d6ba21c2848f4f3506b01f9991f726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I also started my new weekend job! I'm working 6 hours a week (Saturdays from 8am to 2pm) at a Chiropractic office. I love the job soooo much...I'm so glad that I can make a bit more (at least to cover our health insurance) and then I get out of the house a little bit and Brian gets some father/son time...it's good all around! I miss my boys though...the first full day was a bit difficult just because I missed them, but they visited me at lunch with was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I've been working at a company called Puget Safety. It has been SO much fun, I get to bring Nolan with me. We've been having a great time, but I have to say I miss my afternoon naps! :) This little job is just a temp thing for the week...so next week it's back to the regular routine...well...except for the fact that I'm picking up 5 Thursdays in a row at the Chiropractic office...I guess I just like being busy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...time for me to close this up and go to bed. Just a cute pic of Nolan to end it with! :) He is growing up so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a562.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/34/l_85bee60c80d5cd7d68424323fc8a3a99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a562.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/34/l_85bee60c80d5cd7d68424323fc8a3a99.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_cpMain_ViewImageControl_ucImageView_PhotoNoter1_hypImageNext" href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=55364868&amp;amp;albumID=2015401&amp;amp;imageID=30305428"&gt;&lt;/a&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/8460107421287864184-6853768801496830797?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6853768801496830797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=6853768801496830797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6853768801496830797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6853768801496830797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s new?'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-6920117439530840310</id><published>2008-06-06T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:25:10.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Month Checkup</title><content type='html'>Well...I almost forgot to blog about his 2 month checkup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vitals: 12 pounds 2 ounces (50th%), 24.25" (90th%) and I don't remember head measurement, but I think it was very average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shots: he did VERY well. He cried a little bit, but settled down pretty fast. I've seen/heard MUCH worse fits when driving down the road! He slept a lot the rest of the day, which was nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 3 nights Nolan has slept from 10pm to 6 or 7am...this ROCKS soooooooo much! I was putting him to bed earlier (around 8pm) but this later bedtime is working much better for me...I like getting so much sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I'm in a wedding tomorrow...so I'm off to bed! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-6920117439530840310?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6920117439530840310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=6920117439530840310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6920117439530840310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6920117439530840310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/06/2-month-checkup.html' title='2 Month Checkup'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-5239676611409008159</id><published>2008-05-22T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:09:06.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shower</title><content type='html'>Before Baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove clothes&lt;br /&gt;Jump in shower&lt;br /&gt;Hang out in the steaming hot water&lt;br /&gt;Contemplate shaving&lt;br /&gt;Soap up&lt;br /&gt;Decide to shave legs &amp;amp; underarms&lt;br /&gt;Wash hair&lt;br /&gt;Hang out in the hot water some more, before it gets cold&lt;br /&gt;Condition hair before the water turns freezing (because I've been in there FAR too long)&lt;br /&gt;Get out of shower at my own speed, take time drying off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get bouncy chair into the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;Get screaming baby and put said baby in bouncy chair&lt;br /&gt;Remove clothes and ponder how many days I have worn this shirt...and if I could wear it again. Disgust myself and throw everything in the wash.&lt;br /&gt;Turn the bouncer music on last minute, to buy extra time (the music only lasts so long).&lt;br /&gt;Get in shower and get down to business...quick!&lt;br /&gt;Turn on water&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo hair, this is high priority...if I must leave after this step...at least I have clean hair&lt;br /&gt;Put head out shower curtain to check on baby (baby stopped crying)&lt;br /&gt;Decide baby is ok, go onto next step&lt;br /&gt;Put conditioner in hair, let it stay in hair a minute while soaping up (hello, multitasking)&lt;br /&gt;This is a dangerous step, if baby starts screaming I have conditioner in my hair &amp;amp; soap all over body.&lt;br /&gt;Put head out shower curtain to check on baby, he is grinning from ear to ear. This is great, but I've witnessed him melt down right after a smile like this.&lt;br /&gt;Decide I have a bit more time.&lt;br /&gt;Rinse body &amp;amp; hair, half way through music on bouncy chair turns off...baby screams. Reach out to turn it back on, dripping water on floor &amp;amp; baby.&lt;br /&gt;Finish rinsing off, contemplate shaving...laugh out loud!&lt;br /&gt;Jump out, dry off and pick up baby in what seems like one fluid motion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-5239676611409008159?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5239676611409008159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=5239676611409008159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5239676611409008159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5239676611409008159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/05/shower.html' title='The Shower'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-112913264212778071</id><published>2008-05-22T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:05:11.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colic?</title><content type='html'>I thought Nolan was just being a cranky baby...but now I'm thinking it might be colic. It seems like he turns into a different baby around 5pm. He screams at the top of his lungs for no reason, his tummy is very tight and I think his tummy hurts. Its been taking up to two hours to get him to sleep, then he sleeps for 4-5 hours and is back up...he's easy to get to sleep this time though. Next week is his two month check-up...not that the doctor can really do anything...it will just be nice to hear he is "normal" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-112913264212778071?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/112913264212778071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=112913264212778071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/112913264212778071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/112913264212778071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/05/colic.html' title='Colic?'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-3329928164877405161</id><published>2008-05-19T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T15:23:05.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEP!!!</title><content type='html'>Nolan slept 7 hours in a row last night!!! I didn't go to bed until 1.5 hours into it though...but I still got a good amount of sleep. Then I put him down and he slept for another 2 hours! What a good baby!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-3329928164877405161?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3329928164877405161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=3329928164877405161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/3329928164877405161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/3329928164877405161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/05/sleep.html' title='SLEEP!!!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-6822053431133352106</id><published>2008-05-17T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T06:25:00.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollin' Nolan</title><content type='html'>Ok...so he isn't ROLLING quite yet. But yesterday I put him on his tummy and he started getting fussy after awhile. I guess he thought I wouldn't turn him back over, so he took matters into his own hands. It was a slow flip...but he went to his side...then his back...then looked at me like "How did I get here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new Nolan trick is saying "oooooh". I will say "ooooooh" and after awhile he'll give it a shot too. The first time I squeeled with glee when he did it...which scared him and he started crying...I won't do that again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-6822053431133352106?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6822053431133352106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=6822053431133352106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6822053431133352106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6822053431133352106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/05/rollin-nolan.html' title='Rollin&apos; Nolan'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-3910054831016817915</id><published>2008-05-15T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T16:49:42.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuz I had a bad day</title><content type='html'>This morning Nolan (7 weeks today) was fussy all morning. I was looking forward to two things later in the day:&lt;br /&gt;#1 a shower&lt;br /&gt;#2 our playgroup&lt;br /&gt;I found a break in the crying and we went to the bathroom so that I could shower (he in his bouncy chair, me in some VERY hot water). I felt sooo good, the morning stress melted away. I changed him, fed him and got him ready to go to our playgroup. I set him in his carseat (didn't buckle him in) and put him by the bathroom for me to blowdry my hair (and hopefully stop the crying, he likes the noise!). As I placed him in the carseat and said "Self, I think you should buckle him in before you forget" to this I replied "Self, I wouldn't forget to buckle him in, that has only happened once so far and I promised myself I wouldn't do it again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crying won't stop...so I grab the baby and the diaper bag and run to the car (you can see where this is going huh?) I realize as I run to the car that I'm a little shakey...and then take an inventory of the contents of my stomach...crud...I haven't eaten! So I decide to swing by KFC on my way to the playgroup, although this WILL make me late...but I'm sure not too late. As I'm in the drive through I look back at my adorable sleeping baby (thank GOD no longer screaming) as he slumps over...further than usual because...I FORGOT TO STRAP HIM IN!!! I say some very naughty words...pull out of the drivethru and into a parking spot ASAP so I can buckle in my angel and appologize over and over for being the worlds worst mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to the playgroup a little late. The plan was to meet up at one gals house then walk to a park. I don't see anyone at the house, but decide to grab the baby and bound up the stairs to the house just to make sure they aren't still hanging out waiting for me. I hit the first step, start to stumble, I thought I corrected, so I go up the next step...keep falling...end up dropping the baby (thank GOD he is strapped into his carseat and the carseat just lands on it's side and my sleeping baby looks at me like "what the hell" and starts screaming...but from what I can tell he isn't hurt (I fell UP the stairs...so he really didn't fall...just VERY ungracefully set on the ground). After checking the baby...I realize that I'm bleeding and scuffed up on both my elbows (although it is VERY hard to see your elbows...go ahead...TRY...see...it's hard!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...my son is now taking a MUCH needed nap...I'm sore as can be and feeling sorry for myself. I've attempted to injure my child a couple different ways today...thank goodness he is safe in his crib right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...tomorrow has to be better...right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-3910054831016817915?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3910054831016817915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=3910054831016817915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/3910054831016817915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/3910054831016817915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/05/cuz-i-had-bad-day.html' title='Cuz I had a bad day'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-8378948795573912921</id><published>2008-05-15T11:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T11:07:46.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Nolan Has Learned</title><content type='html'>In the last couple days Nolan has been learning quite a few things...some just crack me up! I wanted to document them...so I don't forget! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Yesterday in the car he let out his first cooing sound. It was SOOOOO cute! Today (5/15/08) when I was changing his diaper (which he has learned to love, thank GOODNESS) he let out a coo that actually scared him...it was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. He's learning to "talk" more. He tests out his mouth a lot and tries to figure out what he can make it do. He started clicking his tounge yesterday, which is also amazingly cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. He's learning that his legs are good for propelling himself forward when I place him tummy down on his boppy. I don't think he realizes he is the one doing this...because when he lurches forward he looks around like "hey, who did that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. His vision is really improving and he LOVES looking at himself in the mirror. There is one in the car that I have so that I can see him, and he can see himself now...it makes car rides more fun! I came to the SAD realization that right now his eyesight is probably better than both Brian &amp;amp; I...we are SOOOO blind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan is calling for me...so I will run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-8378948795573912921?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8378948795573912921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=8378948795573912921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8378948795573912921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8378948795573912921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/05/things-nolan-has-learned.html' title='Things Nolan Has Learned'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-1020842891269752458</id><published>2008-05-08T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:14:03.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged...and I just couldn't resist!</title><content type='html'>What I was doing ten years ago: In May of 1998...I think I was working at a chiropractic office and going to Olympic College. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything that resembles a pastry&lt;br /&gt;2. Fruit&lt;br /&gt;3. M&amp;amp;M's, Peanut butter ones&lt;br /&gt;4. Peanut butter filled pretzels (see a peanut butter theme here?)&lt;br /&gt;5. Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five jobs I have held:&lt;br /&gt;1. Office Assistant for a Grounds Maintenance Company&lt;br /&gt;2. Teaching Aide at a Daycare&lt;br /&gt;3. Client Services at a Promotional Marketing Company&lt;br /&gt;4. Office Manager for a Marina&lt;br /&gt;5. A mom...my FAVORITE job of all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five habits:&lt;br /&gt;1. Obsessively checking my e-mail when I'm near my computer&lt;br /&gt;2. Drinking too much caffiene&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm messy&lt;br /&gt;4. I watch WAY too much TV&lt;br /&gt;5. I love to buy lotions and stuff...and have FAR too many of them in the linen closet already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. Milwaukee, WI&lt;br /&gt;2. Poulsbo, WA&lt;br /&gt;3. Bremerton, WA&lt;br /&gt;4. Bellingham, WA&lt;br /&gt;5. SHOOT...that's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Amber &amp;amp; Ian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-1020842891269752458?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1020842891269752458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=1020842891269752458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/1020842891269752458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/1020842891269752458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-been-taggedand-i-just-couldnt.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged...and I just couldn&apos;t resist!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-1043664835082321493</id><published>2008-05-05T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T16:57:43.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Learning</title><content type='html'>More things that I have learned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. NEVER say "he's sleeping in his own room already"...because he will prove you WRONG that very night! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. NEVER say never. I was pretty anti-pacifier before becoming a mom...however...I see the power of the paci now! I read that it has a calming effect...and boy does it! Sometimes he just wants to use me as a pacifier...and I just can't always do that. I figure, as long as he doesn't have his senior pictures taken with a paci in his mouth...I've done an ok job as a mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. NEVER underestimate the power of a baby. I have never received so much attention in my LIFE as I have now that I have Nolan. He is a magnet for women, children...even men! Everyone marvels at how small he is, but I keep thinking...he's getting so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. My child is a wiggle worm. If I put him to bed in the "normal" orientation, he ends up sideways. I think this is just one of the hints that he will be a stubborn boy (like his mom) and not always play by the "rules". Or it just means he likes to get himself in tough situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. It never fails...if I have food or a laptop in front of me...the child wakes up! OH...and when I set him down in his crib he is just fine...until I crawl back into bed. The SECOND the sheets hit my body...he's back up! How can this little guy who has so much to learn in life...be SO smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to make dinner...which means he will continue being a sleeping angel...until the fork hits my lips! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-1043664835082321493?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1043664835082321493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=1043664835082321493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/1043664835082321493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/1043664835082321493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-learning.html' title='More Learning'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-5289960887109017584</id><published>2008-04-21T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:50:04.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Pictures</title><content type='html'>It's picture time! Of course you can view allll the photos at the shutterfly site...but I just had to put a few of my favs here...cuz I love to show the little guy off! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SA06VKkNlsI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TQH5O0KB2Gk/s1600-h/Brian+and+Nolan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191870080715953858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SA06VKkNlsI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TQH5O0KB2Gk/s320/Brian+and+Nolan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a father/son talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SA06VakNltI/AAAAAAAAAHA/09t2j-G94Pk/s1600-h/Nolan+Fav+Things.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191870085010921170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SA06VakNltI/AAAAAAAAAHA/09t2j-G94Pk/s320/Nolan+Fav+Things.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan's shirt says it all, his favorite things are: Mommy, Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses...in that order! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SA06VakNluI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MXg0IOaBizA/s1600-h/Nolan+tummy+time.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191870085010921186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SA06VakNluI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MXg0IOaBizA/s320/Nolan+tummy+time.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tummy time...Nolan really didn't love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SA06VqkNlvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XCP3H55S1yw/s1600-h/Rapper+Nolan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191870089305888498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SA06VqkNlvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XCP3H55S1yw/s320/Rapper+Nolan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fell asleep with his arms like this, it cracked me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.brianjennolan.shutterfly.com"&gt;&lt;/a&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/8460107421287864184-5289960887109017584?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5289960887109017584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=5289960887109017584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5289960887109017584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5289960887109017584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/04/cute-pictures.html' title='Cute Pictures'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SA06VKkNlsI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TQH5O0KB2Gk/s72-c/Brian+and+Nolan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-5831321536317140864</id><published>2008-04-16T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T14:09:20.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 week doctors appointment</title><content type='html'>Today was Nolan's 2 week doctor appointment (although it was more like 3 weeks because the doctor was out of town). Nolan now weighs 8 lbs 12 ounces (a full pound bigger than his birth weight!) and grew 1/2". He is very average...his head, length &amp;amp; weight are all about the 50 percentile...so he's just my little average boy! The doctor is very happy with his progress and we will see him again for Nolan's 2 month checkup. I just can't believe he's almost 3 weeks old...it's not fair that he is growing up already! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan is sooooo tuckered out from the morning...so I think I might take a nap with him! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-5831321536317140864?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5831321536317140864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=5831321536317140864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5831321536317140864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5831321536317140864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-week-doctors-appointment.html' title='2 week doctors appointment'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-8377694329749194502</id><published>2008-04-12T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:50:04.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our VERY busy day!</title><content type='html'>This morning we completed our Second MS Walk (Nolan's first MS Walk!). It was SOOOOOO cold and I almost left because I was so worried that Nolan was too cold. But we did it!!!! I thought I wouldn't make it...but thank goodness I did! It's amazing the difference a year makes! Last year I was training for the Vancouver 1/2 marathon which was less than a month after the MS walk...so 3 miles was NOTHING...but this year...I was ready to quit after 10 feet! :) I'm so out of shape...and I have to give myself credit for doing it just two weeks after giving birth! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a picture of Nolan &amp;amp; I, but I can't get it to post here...so you can view the photo here: &lt;a href="http://brianjennolan.shutterfly.com/"&gt;http://brianjennolan.shutterfly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to the tulip festival with some friends today. It was such a great day!!! There are pictures from the tulip festival on the shutterfly site too! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what Nolan looked like at the end of the day (honestly, his daddy looked about the same!) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SAGdezJau3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/_cdGfiyrTpk/s1600-h/DSCN2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188601398158867314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SAGdezJau3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/_cdGfiyrTpk/s320/DSCN2649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-8377694329749194502?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8377694329749194502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=8377694329749194502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8377694329749194502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8377694329749194502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-very-busy-day.html' title='Our VERY busy day!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/SAGdezJau3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/_cdGfiyrTpk/s72-c/DSCN2649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-402087772759980715</id><published>2008-04-09T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:45:18.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbook worthy?</title><content type='html'>Early this morning during a diaper change, Nolan's circumcision ring fell off! I was glad to see it gone and tossed it in the garbage. Right after I closed the lid on the garbage can, I thought to myself "Should I scrapbook that?"  hehehe...needless to say I did NOT reach in to the black hole of dirty diapers to search for the ring, which inevitably would be at the BOTTOM of the diaper pail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I saw nothing wrong with scrapbooking the pregnancy test that I peed on, but drew the line at his circumcision ring...I DO have standards you know! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan had to go to the doctor today because his belly button won't stop bleeding. It looks like they fixed him up and he should be as good as new! I cannot believe he will be 2 weeks old tomorrow...time is flying!! He's not allowed to grow up! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-402087772759980715?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/402087772759980715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=402087772759980715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/402087772759980715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/402087772759980715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/04/scrapbook-worthy.html' title='Scrapbook worthy?'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-8122030558192797093</id><published>2008-04-08T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T09:59:48.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>I only have a second...I can hear Nolan starting to wake up...but I wanted to let everyone know they can view photos of Nolan here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brianjennolan.shutterfly.com/action/"&gt;http://brianjennolan.shutterfly.com/action/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-8122030558192797093?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8122030558192797093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=8122030558192797093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8122030558192797093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8122030558192797093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/04/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-6036677775300537146</id><published>2008-04-02T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:21:08.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>Last night was a very good night for Nolan &amp;amp; I. I put him down just after 10pm (although he had just woken up from a 3 hour nap...so maybe I really put him down at 6:30pm...so hard to figure out when he kinda sleeps around the clock!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...he slept from 10-3am (so momma got a whole 5 hours of sleep! But wouldn't you know, my bladder woke me up at 2am...DARN IT!) He fed for awhile, but was pretty sleepy the whole time...so it wasn't a great feeding. Went back to bed until 6am. This was a longer feeding, he was wide awake and kept on going and going. He got back to bed at 7:30am and is STILL sleeping now, and it's 10:15! Not bad...I'm quite impressed! I know it's not like he is sleeping through the night...but it's also not every hour on the hour like the first night! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-6036677775300537146?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6036677775300537146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=6036677775300537146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6036677775300537146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6036677775300537146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/04/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-1919269313623423134</id><published>2008-03-30T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:28:12.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nolan's Birth Story</title><content type='html'>As you guys know, I had been having fairly strong contractions every 10 minutes for 3 days (on and off during the day...and all through the night)...which was wearing me out, but I was trying to sleep as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contractions picked up to 4 minutes apart and much stronger at 2pm on the 26th (my due date!!) We went to the hospital and I was 4cm and they admitted me (I was SOOOOOOOOO happy to be admitted and not have ANOTHER false alarm!). I was praised quite a bit on how calm and relaxed I was. I listened to the CD and Brian read a script or two...everything was going really well and very tolerable. They broke my water (the bag was bulging, just wouldn't break on its own) and I think I was 6cm around 6pm...but then the dilation stalled...and I was still 6cm at 11pm (or somewhere around there...this is where things get really blurry for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to give pitocin...and I was getting impatient (although I still was managing quite well with my breathing...I just wanted the baby already!). They said this would speed things up...so I said "Ok, let's do it!" I think that was around midnight. I swear, as soon as the stuff hit my bloodstream, my contractions were so strong that they had to peel me off the ceiling. They came without warning and I couldn't get on top of them...I felt like I was constantly out of breath and just behind the ball...there was NO relaxing at this point...which made me panic a bit. It exhausted me so much (I had been in labor for 10 hours at this point) and I just could not go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave me my options...and I decided on the one thing that scared me the most...an epidural.  The Anesthesiologist was amazing with me...he explained that he wasn't going to make things pain free...just tolerable so that I could get through it but still be able to push and everything...this made me feel SO much better. After the epidural I could breath. I was sad that I gave up on my drug free birth...but I couldn't beat myself up over it. I was able to sleep a little bit and not feel so exhausted. I woke up at 6am with so much pressure in my bottom, I just felt like I had to push! They checked on the baby and he was soo low and I was 9cm...so it was close. They let me push a little if I felt the need, which just released more water, but made the urge to push go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remember correctly, they said we would start pushing around 8am, but first I had to get the baby to be face down...so we worked on that! :) I could feel my legs a little bit, but not full control...so getting a big girl like me on her hands and knees to get the baby to flip, was comedic to say the least!  They backed my epidural off, so that I could feel the contractions and knew when to push. We started pushing at 9am...and he FINALLY came out at 10:26am. It wasn't at all what I expected...a lot longer pushing than I thought...he just felt like he was going to fall out...so I thought it would be 3 pushes and out...I guess I was wrong! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BEST thing in the world was when I felt his head come through all the way...the rest of the baby just came out! It was soooo amazing and by far worth the 20 hours of labor! :) He is my pride and joy and love him more than I ever thought I could! I know everyone said this would be the case...but you just can't express or understand it until it happens.  Things may not have gone exactly as I planned, but given the circumstances...I wouldn't change a thing...it is what it is, and I'm just so thrilled he is happy and healthy and HERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff at the hospital was so helpful and I'm so very glad I picked the hospital for the birth...I was so taken care of...especially after the baby came. We were there almost 48 hours. But could have left after about 24 hours...I was just so sore (I did tear in three places) that I wanted a little more pamper time. Breastfeeding came so naturally to Nolan, which I'm thankful for...I love our bonding time and look forward to our time together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-1919269313623423134?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1919269313623423134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=1919269313623423134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/1919269313623423134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/1919269313623423134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/nolans-birth-story.html' title='Nolan&apos;s Birth Story'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-5955122113223438102</id><published>2008-03-30T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:50:05.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Night</title><content type='html'>I learned a few things during our first night home with Nolan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Our house is a little cold at night. I thought I dressed him about the same as I did in the hospital, but he woke up at one point very fussy, and I think it was because he was so cold. I felt bad about that one...but we'll dress him warmer tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. He has amazing arm strength! I think I tried everything short of duct taping his arms to his sides to keep them still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. He seems to want to suck his hands or pretty much anything, but not really hungry. So I decided to give him a paci. He LOVED it, except those pesky hands kept knocking it out of his mouth...so I was frequently woken up to find it...we'll work on this tonight too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Those hiccups that he had in my belly (sometimes 3 times a day) seem to be sticking around. He had a bout of hiccups during the night that really pissed him off! He's having another bout of them as I type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he has been AMAZING. My milk came in (one word: ouch!) and he is a very happy boy (he's a boob man). He's very alert and looking around the room now. I have him laying on the couch proped up on his boppy...and he was just chillin out, taking in the scenery...his eyes are SO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...as he was chillin out, Hunter came over to get a closer look. Since we brought him home she has always been curious...but not up close. McKinnley doesn't really care, she is just pissed that "her" rocking chair is now occupied by me and this squealing little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R_A4xI-fdTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wMLMLJrwKzE/s1600-h/Nolan+and+Hunter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183705587977778482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R_A4xI-fdTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wMLMLJrwKzE/s320/Nolan+and+Hunter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and I could stare at him for hours. I LOVE being a mom, even more so than I thought I would...he is just incredible. I know that everyone feels this way about their children...but he IS perfect! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-5955122113223438102?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5955122113223438102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=5955122113223438102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5955122113223438102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5955122113223438102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-night.html' title='First Night'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R_A4xI-fdTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wMLMLJrwKzE/s72-c/Nolan+and+Hunter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-5175522373153608860</id><published>2008-03-28T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:50:05.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOLAN IS HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>Nolan Scott Reeves arrived on Thursday, March 27th at 10:26 am. He was 7 lbs 12 ounces and 21" long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have SOOOOO much to say...but I'll post more later! Here are some pics RIGHT after he was born...he was a screamer! I will take some cute pics today...where he isn't yelling! He is actually very mellow and only screams when he needs something! We are so amazingly in love with him...it's crazy! The peditician says he is perfect!! Ok...I'll post more later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R-08pI-fdSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H1JK8uaSQ9U/s1600-h/nolan2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182865423655204130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R-08pI-fdSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H1JK8uaSQ9U/s320/nolan2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R-08TY-fdRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KS1lChBb0Kw/s1600-h/Nolan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182865049993049362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R-08TY-fdRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KS1lChBb0Kw/s320/Nolan.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/8460107421287864184-5175522373153608860?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5175522373153608860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=5175522373153608860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5175522373153608860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/5175522373153608860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/nolan-is-here.html' title='NOLAN IS HERE!!!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R-08pI-fdSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H1JK8uaSQ9U/s72-c/nolan2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-730353287283526054</id><published>2008-03-26T09:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:39:34.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's DUE DATE DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>Where's the baby?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-730353287283526054?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/730353287283526054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=730353287283526054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/730353287283526054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/730353287283526054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-due-date-day.html' title='It&apos;s DUE DATE DAY!!!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-4419359865319466563</id><published>2008-03-25T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:33:23.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the doctors...</title><content type='html'>Ok...I'm off to my (HOPEFULLY) LAST doctors appointment. I am prepared to get on my hands and knees and BEG to let today be his birthday!!! We'll see what happens! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: I'm 2cm dilated, 80% effaced and the baby is zero station (ya, I know what all this means now...it's been an educational process!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOO...I wait (STILL). The doctor said to hang in there, it will be "anyday" (yes, he's been saying this for over a month now). I've been having sporadic contractions today, but they aren't as painful...so I'm pretty happy and content. My doctor leaves for vacation tomorrow...so I've become ok with the fact that my doctor won't deliver the baby...which was hard to understand. He's been my doctor for a year now...through the last pregnancy and through this one...and he's just the best. But, it's out of my hands, and honestly I just want a happy, healthy baby...I don't care who catches him as long as they don't drop him! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I'm waiting and waiting for the contractions to pick up OR my water to break...I think I'll go for a walk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-4419359865319466563?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4419359865319466563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=4419359865319466563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4419359865319466563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4419359865319466563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/off-to-doctors.html' title='Off to the doctors...'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-2160248544003654407</id><published>2008-03-24T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:33:15.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>I was really hoping for an Easter baby (well...that's only after I didn't get my wish for a St. Patrick's Day baby, a first day of Spring baby and all those other days I wished for the baby to come) but I didn't get my Easter egg...I hope everyone out there had a great Easter though!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep...but the contractions keep getting stronger and stronger...they just aren't close together...but let me tell ya...they can bring me to my knees...so I think they are getting more "real".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO MUCH INFORMATION ALERT!!! I think I just experienced what they call the "Bloody Show" so I'm hopeful that means SOMETHING!!!!!! I've been told "Any day now" for so long...it's hard to believe it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-2160248544003654407?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2160248544003654407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=2160248544003654407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2160248544003654407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2160248544003654407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-3386231902478079457</id><published>2008-03-21T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T07:59:28.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A perfect day for a baby...</title><content type='html'>It's spring, we woke up to snow this morning and tonight is a full moon...seems like a perfect day to have a baby! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-3386231902478079457?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3386231902478079457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=3386231902478079457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/3386231902478079457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/3386231902478079457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/perfect-day-for-baby.html' title='A perfect day for a baby...'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-2494145092581791217</id><published>2008-03-19T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:56:18.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor's Appointment</title><content type='html'>Well...my appointment was typically boring! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He measured me (I forgot to ask what I measured, but I'm assuming I am staying on track...and it doesn't seem to matter...he doesn't want to come out!) we listened to the heartbeat and he said, come back in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is leaving on vacation next Wednesday, so the appointment is actually for Tuesday. I'm REALLY hoping that I won't make it to that appointment! :) I'm wishing for a first day of Spring baby now (I think that's Friday). We'll see how the wishing goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...no news again...just waiting...still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-2494145092581791217?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2494145092581791217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=2494145092581791217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2494145092581791217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2494145092581791217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/doctors-appointment.html' title='Doctor&apos;s Appointment'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7001913930337820290</id><published>2008-03-18T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T12:10:30.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>It seems if people don't hear from me, they assume I'm in labor...but that is SOOOOOO not true. We are in a waiting pattern...and so far...nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just sitting here...typing...waiting for my little man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7001913930337820290?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7001913930337820290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7001913930337820290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7001913930337820290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7001913930337820290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7671344853534386558</id><published>2008-03-16T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:30:48.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need an instruction manual for this labor stuff!</title><content type='html'>I had a false alarm last night (Saturday). I have been having mild contractions for about 3 weeks...but nothing that I could time. Yesterday around 6pm they became very timeable...but not SUPER uncomfortable...just there. They were between 3-5 minutes apart...and I was told to come in if they were 5 minutes. So we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They put me on a monitor and they were 2-9 minutes apart (a bit more fluxuation) but only mild (45 seconds each I think) and I was 70% effaced and a little over 1 cm dilated. Right before the nurse called the doctor, I had contractions that were more like 80 seconds. SO the doctor on call said I could walk around for an hour and see my progress...or just go home. At this point it is like 9pm and the nurse highly suggested that I just go home and sleep...especially since I mentioned we had walked a lot that day. It wasn't worth tuckering myself out for nothing. The cool thing is that she could feel his little head...so he is really low!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't slept super well overnight (it didn't help that about 1/2 an hour ago the cat knocked the laptop on the floor and woke us up...I thought she might have scared the kid right out!) I've had 3 or 4 contractions through the night that woke me up...and now I'm having some more...but not super close and not to the point where I'm crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so confused because they always instructed me to count them and if the frequency was right, come in...and now they have all these other rules...labor needs an instruction manual! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would share all that fun information...hopefully we'll have a baby soon!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7671344853534386558?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7671344853534386558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7671344853534386558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7671344853534386558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7671344853534386558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-need-instruction-manual-for-this.html' title='I need an instruction manual for this labor stuff!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-4793937120105255993</id><published>2008-03-14T00:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:17:40.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coughing is Dangerous</title><content type='html'>Ok...pregnancy is full of little events that you just HAVE to laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep...it's is 12:12 am on the 14th (the day I'm allowed to have Nolan if you ask Faye...HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAYE!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I'm sitting here...minding my own business watching something silly on MTV and finding something interesting to read on the net (why can I never find anything when I'm trying to waste time?) All of a sudden I cough (not a big cough, just a cough) and I pee myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it could be that my water just broke...but I don't think I'm that lucky...I think I just pissed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I could keep this to myself...but that wouldn't be so much fun. I have to share this tid bit of embarassing pregnancy side effect with my friends and family who will love me, despite my weak bladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry...I'm dry now...I changed my drawers before posting this! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...y'all really wanted to know all of that huh? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-4793937120105255993?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4793937120105255993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=4793937120105255993' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4793937120105255993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4793937120105255993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/coughing-is-dangerous-to-my-health.html' title='Coughing is Dangerous'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-842916328179546604</id><published>2008-03-12T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T16:18:52.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Waiting!</title><content type='html'>Went to the doctor's office today. He says I'm measuring 40-41 weeks...the baby has dropped and all signs point towards having a baby sometime...just don't know when! He also informed me he is going out of town ON my due date...so having him sooner than later would be best! Ya...my thoughts exactly doc!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way to dinner with a friend. We are having Thai food...I'll make sure it is nice and spicy...in hopes of inducing labor! I would love for him to come this weekend...Saturday just happens to be the day Brian proposed to me (5 years ago)...so that might be a fun date! Honestly...I won't be picky...just want him to be on the outside of my body! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll post pictures here as SOOOOOOOOON as he pops out. Brian is excited that there is internet access at the hospital...so I'm sure he'll be posting a bit...if I tell him my password! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Nolan probably won't come this weekend...which means you'll get a post from me next Wednesday...telling you about my doctor's appointment...ug...I don't even want to contemplate that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-842916328179546604?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/842916328179546604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=842916328179546604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/842916328179546604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/842916328179546604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/still-waiting.html' title='Still Waiting!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-4314708220408827632</id><published>2008-03-10T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T18:21:58.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First trip to the hospital...</title><content type='html'>Well...I have been feeling somewhat ill lately...and just not "normal" (I know what you are thinking, "Jen, you aren't normal!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...Friday my gut told me to go get checked out after a bout of pretty bad nausea and sporatic contractions. They checked me from head to toe...and they are a little concerned about preeclampsia...the baby is doing super duper well and I got to listen to his heartbeat on the monitor for a couple hours (and experienced what his hiccups sound like on the monitor!) They aren't concerned about him, but they are concerned about my bloodpressure. I think I might be dehydrated again...so I'm working on that...and I'm not super worried about the bloodpressure because I tried to explain to them that my bloodpressure can be high when in stressful situations...and the hospital yesterday was so insane and crowded...I got a little overwhelmed and slightly scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all...things are good. I did have tons of little contractions while there...but the nurse pointed out that they don't count because they aren't doing anything to my cervix...I'm not even 1 cm dialated. I still have a couple weeks to wait...which I need to start enjoying and not being so damn impatient...we'll see how I do! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-4314708220408827632?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4314708220408827632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=4314708220408827632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4314708220408827632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4314708220408827632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-trip-to-hospital.html' title='First trip to the hospital...'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-316191170501872448</id><published>2008-03-01T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:26:15.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience is a virtue, right?</title><content type='html'>Ok...I'm feeling a LITTLE impatient now! We have everything washed and put away...and I'm just ready! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to focus on and enjoy the little things about life right now...like being able to jump in the car a a moments notice...or going to sleep whenever we feel like it (like my 3pm nap today)...the fact that there is no screaming/pooping child in the house, etc. But at the same time...I just want him to be here...even screaming and pooping! (I say that now...I know I'll be eating my words eventually!) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had some good contractions right in a row...but they stopped! :( I think it will still be awhile...we'll see at my next appointment (Wednesday) I cannot WAIT to hear what the doctor says!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I'm having a contraction again...maybe this is it...HA...YA RIGHT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-316191170501872448?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/316191170501872448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=316191170501872448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/316191170501872448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/316191170501872448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/patience-is-virtue-right.html' title='Patience is a virtue, right?'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7800946822208709710</id><published>2008-02-25T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:50:06.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are pics from my Olalla shower on Saturday, February 23rd. My SUPER AWESOME sister in law (Brenda) and best friend (Mandy) did such a great job...I'm so very lucky they love me so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R8Ods2Cm8iI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JNqNdQYob_I/s1600-h/baby+shower+1+22308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171150190897721890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R8Ods2Cm8iI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JNqNdQYob_I/s320/baby+shower+1+22308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is up with the face...I just thought it was funny!!!&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R8OdzWCm8jI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AyAY0vpIPeg/s1600-h/baby+shower+2+22308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171150302566871602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R8OdzWCm8jI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AyAY0vpIPeg/s320/baby+shower+2+22308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake was cupcakes with YUMMY frosting...I think it says "Welcome baby Nolan" the vanilla ones were AMAZING!!! And you just pull them apart...no needing to cut the cake! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R8Od-GCm8kI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UqvyD0vrMvM/s1600-h/baby+shower+3+22308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171150487250465346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R8Od-GCm8kI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UqvyD0vrMvM/s320/baby+shower+3+22308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me &amp;amp; Mandy. I'm due 2 days before her. We always wanted to be preggo together...little did we know we would be in a race to see who delivers first! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a great day. Thank you so much to those who came...I felt like such a princess!!! Oh and Nolan was SOOOOOO spoiled...he will be the best dressed baby EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...one more thing. Mandy gave me a special stork pen to use for the day...I brought it home and didn't put it out of kitty reach...so the stork pen has now gone to stork heaven. And Hunter stuck around...doesn't she look guilty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R8Oe-GCm8lI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZdAOajT0u8I/s1600-h/hunter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171151586762093138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R8Oe-GCm8lI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZdAOajT0u8I/s320/hunter.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/8460107421287864184-7800946822208709710?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7800946822208709710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7800946822208709710' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7800946822208709710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7800946822208709710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/02/here-are-pics-from-my-olalla-shower-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R8Ods2Cm8iI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JNqNdQYob_I/s72-c/baby+shower+1+22308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7057152549009679519</id><published>2008-02-20T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:57:21.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doc says we are a go!</title><content type='html'>Today I'm 35 weeks along, but I've been measuring 2 weeks ahead every week...so doc says the baby can be born now. I know it will still be awhile...but maybe he'll be on time and not super late. I would love for him to come in March...that would be very good for me! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I know that he will come when he is ready...so I'll just try to be patient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is my shower hosted by my sis in law, Brenda and best friend, Mandy. I cannot WAIT to see everyone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late and I cannot sleep...but I don't really have all that much to ramble about either...so I'll be going now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7057152549009679519?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7057152549009679519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7057152549009679519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7057152549009679519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7057152549009679519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/02/doc-says-we-are-go.html' title='Doc says we are a go!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-2227253611237897834</id><published>2008-02-17T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:50:07.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bellingham Baby Shower - February 12, 2008</title><content type='html'>Today was my Bellingham Baby Shower, hosted by my amazing friend Fawnda! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a great afternoon, we made cards for Nolan's birthday...one for every year 1 -18! I think they turned out so well! My mom came up from Bremerton, my cousin and her daugther came, and don't forget the GREAT friends that I have made over the last 4 years living up here. I'm so very lucky to have such great women in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics from the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone Making Cards:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kMrmCm8aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/t5DvlJMJ_P0/s1600-h/Baby+shower+3+21708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168175990469751202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kMrmCm8aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/t5DvlJMJ_P0/s320/Baby+shower+3+21708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNEmCm8dI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mtTr7uz2Wns/s1600-h/Baby+shower+6+21708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168176419966480850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNEmCm8dI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mtTr7uz2Wns/s320/Baby+shower+6+21708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kND2Cm8cI/AAAAAAAAAE8/f4wwhuDBW8s/s1600-h/Baby+shower+5+21708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168176407081578946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kND2Cm8cI/AAAAAAAAAE8/f4wwhuDBW8s/s320/Baby+shower+5+21708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNDmCm8bI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0IIBqqrKwi8/s1600-h/Baby+shower+4+21708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168176402786611634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNDmCm8bI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0IIBqqrKwi8/s320/Baby+shower+4+21708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The FINAL product, all 18 cards!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNzGCm8eI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7abrKdpi_7s/s1600-h/Baby+shower+7+21708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168177218830397922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNzGCm8eI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7abrKdpi_7s/s320/Baby+shower+7+21708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MONSTER cupcakes from Costco...they were SOOOOO good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNzGCm8fI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CYHowHQxXFg/s1600-h/Baby+shower+8+21708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168177218830397938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNzGCm8fI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CYHowHQxXFg/s320/Baby+shower+8+21708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening Gifts...We were very spoiled!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNzWCm8gI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GDTze0COCx8/s1600-h/Baby+shwoer+10+21708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168177223125365250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNzWCm8gI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GDTze0COCx8/s320/Baby+shwoer+10+21708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNzWCm8hI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5cjSKPbW_0I/s1600-h/Baby+shower+11+21708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168177223125365266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kNzWCm8hI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5cjSKPbW_0I/s320/Baby+shower+11+21708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8460107421287864184-2227253611237897834?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2227253611237897834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=2227253611237897834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2227253611237897834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/2227253611237897834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/02/bellingham-baby-shower-february-12-2008.html' title='Bellingham Baby Shower - February 12, 2008'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R7kMrmCm8aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/t5DvlJMJ_P0/s72-c/Baby+shower+3+21708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-4144192467711762480</id><published>2008-01-31T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:50:07.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>32 weeks...I've lost my head!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R6KHMGEzftI/AAAAAAAAADE/6x0wM5SHE-w/s1600-h/Jen+32+weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161836764778954450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R6KHMGEzftI/AAAAAAAAADE/6x0wM5SHE-w/s320/Jen+32+weeks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no head in this picture. I wanted to show my progress...but my hair sucks, I have no make-up on, and I have bags under my eyes that are SOOOOO big I couldn't carry them on an airplane! So I chopped my head off and posted the picture anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel larger...I keep bumping my baby bump into things...and I can feel him up higher and under my ribs now...but I don't know if I look all that much larger. I still can't tell if he is head down or feet down...honestly it feels like he has a million arms and legs. Right now I swear he has a grip on my bladder, a few arms under my ribs, a foot or maybe FIVE in my side. None of it really hurts...just confuses me. Oh...and he has daily hiccups too. I'm really enjoying every moment...and I know I will miss all of this so much when he isn't in there anymore...but there are times I wish I could take him out, explain that what he is doing tickles/hurts/feels weird, then put him back in! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling really awesome today though. My energy is really through the roof...which is very nice. My back isn't really bothering me any more and I STILL have ankles and I can wear my wedding ring...two things that I thought for sure would be gone by now. If I can go the whole time with ankles and a wedding ring, that will be something to celebrate! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next doctor appointment is next Wednesday, then we start baby classes on February 7th...this should be FUN!!! I'm excited to be there with Brian...I'm sure we will have lots of giggles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-4144192467711762480?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4144192467711762480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=4144192467711762480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4144192467711762480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/4144192467711762480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/01/32-weeksive-lost-my-head.html' title='32 weeks...I&apos;ve lost my head!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R6KHMGEzftI/AAAAAAAAADE/6x0wM5SHE-w/s72-c/Jen+32+weeks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-6030131505776481258</id><published>2008-01-21T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:43:25.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite day with my son...so far!</title><content type='html'>On Friday I came home sick (I keep getting this cold that I cannot get rid of!) anyway...I spent the whole afternoon laying down and feeling generally crappy about myself and the world in general. Nolan really loves to poke at my side...so I put my hand there then started poking back. We played like this for a few seconds, I would push on him, then he would push back. Usually it only happens once and he gets bored and goes somewhere else (well, maybe he gets upset and goes somewhere else) but this time he stayed to play! I could not wipe the smile off my face! I know I can't see him yet...but I actually played with him for the first time...it was amazing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend he got two LONG bouts of hiccups...those are fun too...but no where near playing together! As I type he is kicking my bladder...or using it as a stressball...so I should get going to the bathroom...remember those urgent pees? This is one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-6030131505776481258?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6030131505776481258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=6030131505776481258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6030131505776481258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6030131505776481258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-favorite-day-with-my-sonso-far.html' title='My favorite day with my son...so far!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-8184781182324173289</id><published>2008-01-16T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:50:07.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R46temxp2lI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cR2gJqqhf_g/s1600-h/Jen+30+weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156249364702288466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R46temxp2lI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cR2gJqqhf_g/s320/Jen+30+weeks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first trimester went SOOOOOO slow...but the second flew by and now we only have 10 weeks left! I am so excited to meet my little guy...but loving pregnancy so much that I'm ok waiting. I am the most IMPATIENT person I know, so I can't believe I typed that! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have much to report...just thought I would post a pic to document the 30 weeks Nolan's been in there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-8184781182324173289?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8184781182324173289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=8184781182324173289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8184781182324173289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/8184781182324173289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/01/30-weeks.html' title='30 Weeks!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R46temxp2lI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cR2gJqqhf_g/s72-c/Jen+30+weeks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-6370585187234807366</id><published>2008-01-14T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:40:42.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta pee NOW</title><content type='html'>I've always known that pregnant women need to pee frequently, and this totally makes sense especially late in the pregnancy. However I never knew the URGENCY involved in this frequent peeing. There are times that I'm totally fine, no need to go number 1...but then I stand up and INSTANTLY have to pee...like this is not a drill...GET OUT OF MY WAY!!! This has made life interesting...to the point that I'm thinking I'll need a large mouthed jar in my car in case of emergency!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you see me hanging out in my van...please don't knock! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-6370585187234807366?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6370585187234807366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=6370585187234807366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6370585187234807366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/6370585187234807366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/01/gotta-pee-now.html' title='Gotta pee NOW'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7074540097632960940</id><published>2008-01-13T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:50:08.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baby's Room!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R4qDl2xp2hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QKBrLVNxv60/s1600-h/Baby+Room+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I know he isn't here yet...but I'm in nesting mode and his room is done (well...nearly done). All I have left is to make some drapes (which will be SUPER easy) and buy some Navy Blue knobs for the changing table (there is one that doesn't work...so I'm just going to change them out for something with color...which should be cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I think it looks better in person than in pictures, but this will have to do for people who aren't nearby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only see three of the walls, one has pretty much nothing but a window on it (and the little white bookcase that you can see in the rocking chair picture). I haven't finished that wall yet...so no pictures yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The polka dots I kinda centered on the wall...but then I can't center the crib on the wall because the door is in the way. I can't undo the dots now...so that is the way they will be! :) The dots are darker than they look in the photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R4qDl2xp2iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KYzo11p02HY/s1600-h/Baby+Room+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155077409861130786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R4qDl2xp2iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KYzo11p02HY/s320/Baby+Room+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R4qDmGxp2jI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MR83zkjrzEI/s1600-h/Baby+Room+Changing+Table.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155077414156098098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R4qDmGxp2jI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MR83zkjrzEI/s320/Baby+Room+Changing+Table.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R4qDmGxp2kI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PcPfZFkhP4w/s1600-h/Baby+Room+Crib+Wall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155077414156098114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R4qDmGxp2kI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PcPfZFkhP4w/s320/Baby+Room+Crib+Wall.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/8460107421287864184-7074540097632960940?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7074540097632960940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7074540097632960940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7074540097632960940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7074540097632960940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2008/01/babys-room.html' title='The Baby&apos;s Room!'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R4qDl2xp2iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KYzo11p02HY/s72-c/Baby+Room+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-9044949077132169840</id><published>2007-12-16T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T17:44:52.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Registries</title><content type='html'>I've come across a few people who were interested in knowing where we are registered. Because we are computer geeks, we registered online at Target.com (I think some things can be found in store, but a lot will be online only) and Amazon.com (&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/baby/2OO26QM0PW20C"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/baby/2OO26QM0PW20C&lt;/a&gt;). Of course we appreciate anything and everything...giftcards are great too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for Nolan's room is Teddy Bears with Navy Blue &amp;amp; Shades of Brown (light &amp;amp; dark brown).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I think I'm done messing around on the websites! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-9044949077132169840?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/9044949077132169840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=9044949077132169840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/9044949077132169840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/9044949077132169840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2007/12/registries.html' title='Registries'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460107421287864184.post-7063755212760392813</id><published>2007-12-12T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:50:08.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R2CMLv39qLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-jw9W2neW28/s1600-h/25+weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143264907914750130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R2CMLv39qLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-jw9W2neW28/s320/25+weeks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading an article in "Pregnancy" magazine today while waiting for my oil to be changed. It was all about blogging and having the ability to share information with family and friends who are both near and far. I have done a small amount of blogging on myspace, but only a few choice friends who also have myspace have the ability to see. This blog is either a very smart way to communicate with everyone, or a very lazy way to do it...you decide! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to blog about right now, I went to the doctor today and my doctor visits are fairly uneventful which my doctor tells me is a VERY good thing. The baby seems content (he loves to wiggle), I don't have any major complaints (acid reflux here and there...but I had that problem from time to time before being pregnant) and things are just right on track. I am sooooo enjoying pregnancy and right now I'm so content that I don't count the days until he is out...he is very easy to care for now! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there is the impatient part of me that comes out from time to time and cannot wait to meet our little man...but he will be here before we know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to blog at least once a week, and YES, I will be counting my pregnancy in weeks. I know that this irritates some people (they force me to figure out how many months) but I can keep track of the weeks pretty well (I cheat, I have a site that emails me each week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...that's all for right now...hopefully I'll have something interesting to say very soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460107421287864184-7063755212760392813?l=nolansstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7063755212760392813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8460107421287864184&amp;postID=7063755212760392813' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7063755212760392813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8460107421287864184/posts/default/7063755212760392813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolansstory.blogspot.com/2007/12/25-weeks.html' title='25 weeks'/><author><name>jenibear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14281087008035599014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvTtBNKOeb0/R2CMLv39qLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-jw9W2neW28/s72-c/25+weeks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
