<?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-6353050</id><updated>2011-09-01T08:52:32.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Makes Five</title><subtitle type='html'>Say CHEESE.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maddie</name><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>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-112310976636905871</id><published>2005-08-03T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T18:57:34.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/112310976636905871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=112310976636905871' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/112310976636905871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/112310976636905871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-112193568085610257</id><published>2005-07-21T04:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T21:35:07.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baby boy. If I could, I would clone you. Three times. That is how yummy and happy you are. You gave us a little scare a few weeks ago when you lost 8 ounces. You've since gained them back and then some. You are walking, running, climbing, all over the place. I'm so sorry we took you down to visit the grandmas and all their frilly don't touch stuff where you couldn't roam around freely. You like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/112193568085610257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=112193568085610257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/112193568085610257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/112193568085610257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/07/baby-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111626015909996845</id><published>2005-05-16T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T12:15:59.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*gasp*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111626015909996845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111626015909996845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111626015909996845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111626015909996845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/05/gasp.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111574682888159805</id><published>2005-05-10T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T13:40:28.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>play</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111574682888159805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111574682888159805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111574682888159805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111574682888159805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/05/play.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111574674900587574</id><published>2005-05-10T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T13:39:09.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wonder</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111574674900587574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111574674900587574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111574674900587574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111574674900587574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/05/wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111574634854502473</id><published>2005-05-10T13:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T13:37:49.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know you so well.I'm so blessed to have the opportunity to spend my every minute with you.I understand you. You make me smile, you make me laugh, you bring tears to my eyes. When you take my face in your hands and kiss me, well, I just melt.I know when you are tired, hungry, not feeling well, or just bored.Just before, I thought I saw a hint of embarrassment in your eyes as I stared at you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111574634854502473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111574634854502473' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111574634854502473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111574634854502473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-know-you-so-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-111455290397828581</id><published>2005-04-26T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:01:43.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>screeeech.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111455290397828581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111455290397828581' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111455290397828581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111455290397828581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/04/screeeech.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111455274983926619</id><published>2005-04-26T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T17:59:09.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let the screeching begin!That's the new thing round here. SCREECHING. Loudly. In public, even.  I need to post an audioblog of him soon because the sounds. Oh my. I need to share them.  Other thingsRecently I took Justin and the girls for a walk to the nearby playground so the girls could rollerblade and I could let Justin roam around in the grass.  Bad idea. He came home and was covered in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111455274983926619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111455274983926619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111455274983926619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111455274983926619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/04/let-screeching-begin-thats-new-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111455121583523229</id><published>2005-04-26T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T17:33:35.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>april cuteness</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111455121583523229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111455121583523229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111455121583523229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111455121583523229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-cuteness.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111225632242546019</id><published>2005-03-31T02:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T03:05:22.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guess who's got shiny buggers again?Yup. I took him to get tested for lead HEALTHY as can be and he came back SICK.  Ugh! I hate doctors.  I hope this cold doesn't last too long, it's about to get pretty out! Poor little guy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111225632242546019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111225632242546019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111225632242546019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111225632242546019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/03/guess-whos-got-shiny-buggers-again-yup.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111143109692790789</id><published>2005-03-21T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T13:53:36.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin VideoClick on FREE download at the bottom of the page and wait a few seconds for the download ticket.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111143109692790789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111143109692790789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111143109692790789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111143109692790789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/03/justin-video-click-on-free-download-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111142490352460513</id><published>2005-03-21T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T12:08:23.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stay tuned for new pictures!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111142490352460513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111142490352460513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111142490352460513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111142490352460513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/03/stay-tuned-for-new-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111142427433161817</id><published>2005-03-21T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T11:57:54.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>March Cuteness </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111142427433161817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111142427433161817' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111142427433161817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111142427433161817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/03/march-cuteness.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111142411272584787</id><published>2005-03-21T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T11:55:12.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>February Cuteness </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111142411272584787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111142411272584787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111142411272584787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111142411272584787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/03/february-cuteness_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-111142232940384024</id><published>2005-03-21T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T11:30:54.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>birthday pictures opening presents birthday cake sick baby cake mess </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111142232940384024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111142232940384024' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111142232940384024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111142232940384024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/03/birthday-pictures_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-111142139722581081</id><published>2005-03-21T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T11:32:21.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Birthday BoyI haven't blogged for a while because we were in the process of moving, and it took quite longer than I anticipated to get everything in running order (internet etc)  So, I'll be playing a little bit of catch up on this post.Justin, my little angel is now one year and two months old. On his first birthday, he had an awful cold, but still managed to smile for pictures. He had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/111142139722581081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=111142139722581081' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111142139722581081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/111142139722581081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/03/birthday-boy-i-havent-blogged-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-110487669618727902</id><published>2005-01-04T17:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:11:36.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I don't ever want to forget these things...If I say "WEEE!" when justin is standing in his exersaucer, Justin spins around and around.  If I sing "if you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!" Justin will clap his hands. If I say the word "Nice" he will take his little hand and softly pat my face. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/110487669618727902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=110487669618727902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110487669618727902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110487669618727902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-dont-ever-want-to-forget-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-110487645163645931</id><published>2005-01-04T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:07:31.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>POP! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/110487645163645931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=110487645163645931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110487645163645931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110487645163645931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/01/pop.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-110471657687422893</id><published>2005-01-02T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T20:42:56.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin was playing with daddy tonight and he stuck his little thumb in one of his toys. As he pulled out his little thumb it made a *pop* sound and he CRACKED UP. It was so cute, he kept doing it over and over just to hear the sound. I love to see his sense of humor developing. It is such a treat!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/110471657687422893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=110471657687422893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110471657687422893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110471657687422893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2005/01/justin-was-playing-with-daddy-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-110450342108391171</id><published>2004-12-31T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T09:30:21.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sniff sniff*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/110450342108391171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=110450342108391171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110450342108391171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110450342108391171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/12/sniff-sniff.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-110450323054096515</id><published>2004-12-31T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T09:27:10.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin's first real cold, and 2 new teeth!Justin is just getting over his first "real" cold. As in, boogers. Green ones. Lots of boogers.  And coughing. And red teary eyes. Poor thing. This, and two new teefers coming in make for a not so happy little one. I'm glad he's feeling better now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/110450323054096515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=110450323054096515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110450323054096515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110450323054096515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/12/justins-first-real-cold-and-2-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-110322900075784679</id><published>2004-12-16T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T15:30:00.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>more cuteness </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/110322900075784679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=110322900075784679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110322900075784679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110322900075784679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/12/more-cuteness.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-110322884118144696</id><published>2004-12-16T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T15:27:21.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"scrunching the nose" thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/110322884118144696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=110322884118144696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110322884118144696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110322884118144696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/12/scrunching-nose-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-110322861455782014</id><published>2004-12-16T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T15:46:11.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cute stuff Justin does nowToday, Justin was eating his cheerios and I put my face close to him and asked, "can mommy have one?" and he totally fed me a cheerio!He also makes that cute little scrunched up nose thing where he...well, scrunches up his nose and looks all cute.  I seriously don't know how we haven't eaten him yet.  Almost forgot!My genius baby also knows that buckles get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/110322861455782014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=110322861455782014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110322861455782014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110322861455782014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/12/cute-stuff-justin-does-now-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-110235810968126709</id><published>2004-12-06T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T13:35:09.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Late November </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/110235810968126709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=110235810968126709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110235810968126709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110235810968126709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/12/late-november.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-110235791864387893</id><published>2004-12-06T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T13:36:56.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, well, well!I LOVE having a 10 month old! Just when I think he can't possibly get any cuter- he does.  Justin's latest favorite thing to do is dangle objects out and wait for me to say "don't you drop that!" and then of course he'll drop them. And giggle. He's so cute when he giggles.  He's also found the humor in farting.  Joy. Scratching, hitting and pulling hair are also big this month.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/110235791864387893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=110235791864387893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110235791864387893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/110235791864387893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/12/well-well-well-i-love-having-10-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109863955168356832</id><published>2004-10-24T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T13:39:11.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>good morning sunshine! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109863955168356832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109863955168356832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109863955168356832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109863955168356832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/10/good-morning-sunshine.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109863950528369512</id><published>2004-10-24T13:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T13:38:25.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>High Fives </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109863950528369512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109863950528369512' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109863950528369512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109863950528369512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/10/high-fives.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109844649118200381</id><published>2004-10-22T08:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T08:01:31.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG with the biting!He bites now. Then he looks up at me and smiles.  Oh, he knows what he's doing allright! It's usually after he's full, and I'm still hanging around.  Oh the pain.  And those are just two bottom teeth he's got.    What will I do when there's top teeth too?  OUCH.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109844649118200381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109844649118200381' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109844649118200381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109844649118200381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/10/omg-with-biting-he-bites-now_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-109776043211183994</id><published>2004-10-14T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T08:03:28.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Loves spinach! Hates carrots!Handsome boy ate a whole pile of spinach yesterday.  Daddy made some of the green stuff on the side for dinner and I was eating it while he intently watched. Just for the heck of it, I gave him a little taste, expecting him to make that little face he does that is followed by a quick shiver letting me know "EEEW, mom that is gross!" (kinda like when I try to give </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109776043211183994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109776043211183994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109776043211183994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109776043211183994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/10/loves-spinach-hates-carrots-handsome.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109724160060270952</id><published>2004-10-08T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T09:20:00.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>October 7, 2004 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109724160060270952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109724160060270952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109724160060270952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109724160060270952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-7-2004.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109718125080069733</id><published>2004-10-07T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T16:34:10.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Clapping hands. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109718125080069733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109718125080069733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109718125080069733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109718125080069733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/10/clapping-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109718116751327477</id><published>2004-10-07T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T16:32:47.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baby boy is 8 months old. Standing, has seemingly skipped the crawling stuff.  Two teeth. Loves minestrone. Claps hands. Still has green/blue eyes!  Is getting baptized soonish (ok MOM?) We've retired the swing (a while ago) And the carrier (a while ago also)  The excersaucer is still making baby happy, so is the high chair.  Will look into a play pen shortly.  Some issues sleeping soundly next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109718116751327477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109718116751327477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109718116751327477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109718116751327477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/10/baby-boy-is-8-months-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109432567412168716</id><published>2004-09-04T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T15:21:14.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He can sit. He can read. He's super baby! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109432567412168716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109432567412168716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109432567412168716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109432567412168716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/09/he-can-sit.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109432550184701419</id><published>2004-09-04T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T15:18:21.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin is now 7 months old. He has one little tooth, and he sits up. He's moved on to a big boy carseat and is forward facing in the car!  7 months... that's almost a year. *sigh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109432550184701419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109432550184701419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109432550184701419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109432550184701419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/09/justin-is-now-7-months-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-109432535764583939</id><published>2004-09-04T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T15:15:57.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Tooth! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109432535764583939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109432535764583939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109432535764583939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109432535764583939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/09/first-tooth.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109183109176669503</id><published>2004-08-06T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T18:24:51.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin- 6 months old. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109183109176669503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109183109176669503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109183109176669503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109183109176669503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/08/justin-6-months-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109183098670087057</id><published>2004-08-06T18:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T18:23:06.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Mommy! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109183098670087057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109183098670087057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109183098670087057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109183098670087057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/08/hey-mommy.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109036904393363239</id><published>2004-07-20T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T20:17:23.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>July 18 2004 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/109036904393363239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=109036904393363239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109036904393363239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/109036904393363239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/07/july-18-2004.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-109036886022277652</id><published>2004-07-20T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T20:14:20.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Handsome boy </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-108637784403005341</id><published>2004-06-04T13:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T15:37:24.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New StuffIf I sing a silly song while Justin is nursing, he will pause and look up at me with that crooked little smile that makes me melt. A few weeks ago, there was no interrupting him while he was breastfeeding. It was serious business.Speaking of silly songs...All day I spend singing "my name is Shanna, it rhymes with banana, and this my friends, is the Shanna show oh oh oh!" Justin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108637784403005341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108637784403005341' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108637784403005341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108637784403005341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/06/new-stuff-if-i-sing-silly-song-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-108611226965683790</id><published>2004-06-01T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T12:48:44.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mr. Sunshine E. HappyfaceIs doing all sorts of new things lately. We just got back from visiting the grandparents in NYC and he was showing off all his new skills. As soon as we got there, my mother in law started whispering in his ear saying silly stuff like how she was going to kidnap him and keep him all for herself, he sat there quietly listening to her, and all of a sudden starts trying to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108611226965683790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108611226965683790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108611226965683790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108611226965683790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/06/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108560545719618565</id><published>2004-05-26T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T17:04:17.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chillin with the mama </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108560545719618565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108560545719618565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108560545719618565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108560545719618565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/05/chillin-with-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108560522978127821</id><published>2004-05-26T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T17:00:29.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rockin and a rollin'Guess who is a little roller now? Yep. Justin started really trying to roll on Saturday night and has been going steady since.  It was so cute to watch him use his pudgie leg for leverage to try and roll over. When he figured that out, he then struggled with getting his arm out from under him.  I came so close to helping him because my poor little guy was working up a sweat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108560522978127821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108560522978127821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108560522978127821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108560522978127821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/05/rockin-and-rollin-guess-who-is-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108525922222727009</id><published>2004-05-22T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T16:53:42.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Baby </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108525922222727009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108525922222727009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108525922222727009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108525922222727009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/05/happy-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108516271057697888</id><published>2004-05-21T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T14:05:10.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yummy Baby </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108516271057697888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108516271057697888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108516271057697888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108516271057697888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/05/yummy-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108464544085068804</id><published>2004-05-15T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T14:41:07.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin updateSo far, no tooth in sight. He still loves to "chew" on his fists (or mine if they are anywhere near his mouth!) Justin is officially wearing 6-9 mos. clothing. So many of his clothes that were labeled 0-3 mos. and 3-6 mos. don't fit him at all. Good thing I went through all his new big boy clothes and realized he could start wearing them now. We went overboard with the clothes, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108464544085068804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108464544085068804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108464544085068804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108464544085068804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/05/justin-update-so-far-no-tooth-in-sight.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108421321253670862</id><published>2004-05-10T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T14:20:12.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lovin the new BLOGGER digs!I was looking for a neater template and it just so happens that blogger has some!  I have to do a little tweaking to it, but it looks alot better than it did, I think! Of course, soon everyone and their mother will have the same templates. Oh well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108421321253670862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108421321253670862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108421321253670862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108421321253670862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/05/lovin-new-blogger-digs-i-was-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108405685615329675</id><published>2004-05-08T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T18:58:45.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Justin projectI've started on a new project lately. I'm going to attempt to videotape Justin for 15 seconds every day for a full year.  At random times during the day.  So far I've caught him sleeping, laughing, crying, sneezing and babbling.  It will be cool to look at next year. The hardest thing to do so far, I've noticed is to stop recording after the 15 seconds. But in order to keep </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108405685615329675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108405685615329675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108405685615329675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108405685615329675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/05/justin-project-ive-started-on-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108368946049778750</id><published>2004-05-04T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T12:56:28.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Poofy EyeMelissa woke up on Thursday with her right eye nearly swollen shut.  I kept her home from school to watch it and see if it would get better, but it didn't really get better.  Friday, I kept her home too and called the doctor. By the time I hung up the phone she looked 100% better. That was weird.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108368946049778750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108368946049778750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108368946049778750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108368946049778750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/05/poofy-eye-melissa-woke-up-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108331495528388253</id><published>2004-04-30T04:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T14:43:24.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, when I look at him, the love just oozes out of meIf it meant that my son would be guaranteed happiness throughout his life, I would jump in front of a mack truck right now. You say I need to have my nails ripped out of my fingers in order to ensure he never know the pain of heartbreak? Sign me up. I look at him and his little chicken nugget feeties and I want to eat him. Seriously. I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108331495528388253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108331495528388253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/sometimes-when-i-look-at-him-love-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-108303699314998362</id><published>2004-04-26T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T23:41:21.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Toothless wonderJustin has been fussy these past two days. I really don't know if it's possible this early, but he seems to be teething.  He puts his little fist in his mouth and tries to bite down on it, but he gets so frustrated that he just cries. Cries and drools.  He's been sleeping sporadically and only when my boobs and I are around. He wants no part of the pacifier. I've been getting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108303699314998362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108303699314998362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108303699314998362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108303699314998362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/toothless-wonder-justin-has-been-fussy.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108266216792348068</id><published>2004-04-22T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T15:33:35.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why I made this blog.Because I don't ever want to forget how Justin always puts his little arm behind his head when he nurses.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108266216792348068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108266216792348068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108266216792348068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108266216792348068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/why-i-made-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108265155425985538</id><published>2004-04-22T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T12:38:40.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOL!Technically, Justins' first laugh was a few weeks ago when Joe and I were watching The Apprentice. We were both fixated on the screen as I held Justin in my arms when he suddenly burst out laughing. I should have written something about it here, however it was an unprovoked laugh, and we tried and tried to get him to do it again, but real as it was, it was a one time thing.Well, on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108265155425985538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108265155425985538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108265155425985538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108265155425985538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/lol-technically-justins-first-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108141389691567183</id><published>2004-04-08T04:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T04:50:43.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>friggin sucky mother I don't like ladybugs anymore. There's one flying around my living room right now and it's annoying the crap out of me. That has nothing to do with anything, by the way. Just an observation. You're welcome :)What a friggin sucky mother I am. No, seriously. ALL DAY Amanda has been asking me to look at her report card.  And, ALL DAY I kept telling her to wait, because I (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108141389691567183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108141389691567183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108141389691567183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108141389691567183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/friggin-sucky-mother-i-dont-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108129041217293786</id><published>2004-04-06T18:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T18:31:36.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Real funny mom, real funny.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108129041217293786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108129041217293786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108129041217293786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108129041217293786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/real-funny-mom-real-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108120867462768537</id><published>2004-04-05T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T20:05:40.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why?Why, why do they sit there eating those hot fries looking at me licking their fingers?!! Evil children, they are. Evil.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108120867462768537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108120867462768537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108120867462768537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108120867462768537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/why-why-why-do-they-sit-there-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108113042872265495</id><published>2004-04-04T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T20:08:46.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1000 words.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108113042872265495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108113042872265495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108113042872265495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108113042872265495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/1000-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108102812526692010</id><published>2004-04-03T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:39:42.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Schedule, SCHMEDULE.If there is one thing that Justin doesn't like, it's a schedule. And I don't mean a schedule for him, I mean ANY schedule. Anything that needs to be done by a certain hour, is an inconvenience to Justin.  Let's say my oldest daughter Amanda has a party at 4:00, and I absolutely have to get her hair done, and help her wrap the gift for the party. Well, that is when Yummy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108102812526692010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108102812526692010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108102812526692010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108102812526692010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/schedule-schmedule.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108093301822378247</id><published>2004-04-02T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T14:15:36.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need coffee...Please help me make them understand...there cannot be any mixing of the "big people" clothes and the baby's clothesand YES you must wash your hands EVERY TIME you come near the baby.  I'm not joking.IF you want to hold my child, you must be sitting, preferably surrounded by many, many pillows.You will NOT put a pacifier in his mouth without first rinsing it with water. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108093301822378247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108093301822378247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108093301822378247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108093301822378247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-need-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108083615769729268</id><published>2004-04-01T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T16:30:26.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy April Fools day!Made it through the night!Justin, my angel baby, has yet to show any sign of discomfort, other than sleepyness and the little soreness on his legs yesterday.  Last night he nursed, I changed him and he was ALL SMILES again. I was so happy to see that.  This morning he woke up, nursed and pooped and is now asleep on the swing (again).  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108083615769729268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108083615769729268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108083615769729268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108083615769729268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/04/happy-april-fools-day-made-it-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108078822241061645</id><published>2004-03-31T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T22:00:51.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Commenting implemented!I noticed that some of my visitors were having problems with my old comment provider...so I changed to another provider, Haloscan. Hopefully this one will work. I'm sorry that all my comments were deleted, but thank you all for stopping by, and I hope to see you again soon.Maddie</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108078822241061645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108078822241061645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108078822241061645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108078822241061645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/03/new-commenting-implemented-i-noticed.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108077334349711255</id><published>2004-03-31T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T19:35:35.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We did it. Or I should say, we got through it. We took Yummy to get his very first shots today, *sigh. It was tough and stressful. Four shots. Two in each pudgie little leg. My poor little angel screamed and turned purple as I held his little arms and quietly sobbed with him.  He cried for a little while and I nursed him until he calmed down. He's been sleeping since, with just one feeding in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108077334349711255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108077334349711255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108077334349711255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108077334349711255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/03/we-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108041542281804705</id><published>2004-03-27T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T14:27:31.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HAD to have that coffee yesterday, didn't I?Last night wasn't such a good night for Yummy. He was fussy all night and kept looking for more milk than I had left, so he was frustrated a lot.  I didn't want to give him more water, because I had already given him the two ounces earlier.  He just didn't get much sleep the poor little thing. Thankfully, this morning I guess from yesterday's whole</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108041542281804705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108041542281804705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108041542281804705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108041542281804705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-had-to-have-that-coffee-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108032313929138979</id><published>2004-03-26T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T12:50:57.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UpdatesJustin is still sleeping through the night. I kept thinking that maybe I was having a good couple of nights, but thankfully he's been consistently sleeping 8+ hours every night.He's already outgrown the 8-12 lbs. diapers he wore as a new* newborn, now he wears 12-14lbs big boy diapers. His next appt. is on the 31st and I can't wait to see how much weight he's gained. His leggies and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/108032313929138979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=108032313929138979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108032313929138979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108032313929138979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/03/updates-justin-is-still-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-108008094770001815</id><published>2004-03-23T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:11:54.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The rash is back.Grr. I think it was the hot fries. Never again will I eat HOT FRIES!!My poor baby :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108008094770001815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/108008094770001815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/03/rash-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-107978813813036126</id><published>2004-03-20T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:10:26.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking for cute?Well, too bad. This little guy has taken up all the cute in the world for himself!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107978813813036126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107978813813036126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/03/looking-for-cute-well-too-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-107919422475726176</id><published>2004-03-12T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T11:13:37.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin Slept through the night!I went to bed right after watching the Apprentice and Justin fell asleep shortly after that. It wasn't until almost 6am that I had to wake him up because I felt like his diaper was probably soaked!He is such a good boy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107919422475726176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107919422475726176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107919422475726176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107919422475726176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/03/justin-slept-through-night-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107861427620628905</id><published>2004-03-06T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T18:07:39.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baby UpdateMy poor baby has an awful rash all over his face. I'm trying to figure out wether it's something I've eaten, or if it's something that is irritating his skin.  I'm thinking it's something I ate because it is only appearing on his face and if it was detergent or fabric softener or something like that, it would be all over his little body.  It seems to clear up and come back on it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107861427620628905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107861427620628905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107861427620628905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107861427620628905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/03/baby-update-my-poor-baby-has-awful.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107800268759012173</id><published>2004-02-28T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:08:01.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we call him "YUMMY"I have to admit- so far, having Justin home has been such a pleasant and relatively easy experience. Yes, there are nights when I lose some sleep, but nothing that I haven't been able to handle. I remember the girls being much tougher, then again, I was much younger and I had them back to back so I had two little ones at the same time. I was prepared for the worst this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107800268759012173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107800268759012173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/we-call-him-yummy-i-have-to-admit-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-107774824933790259</id><published>2004-02-25T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T17:34:10.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Daddy was off today, and it was a beautiful sunny day so we decided to take Justin out for a drive. We went all the way to Watkins Glenn and he was such a little angel. By the time we were getting back, he finally woke up and was letting me know he was getting hungry.  We got some Chinese takeout and came home. It was really nice considering I've only slept about 3 hours.  I'm glad we went out, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107774824933790259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107774824933790259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107774824933790259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107774824933790259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/daddy-was-off-today-and-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107765662942365945</id><published>2004-02-24T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:08:45.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mooove over dairy!Day two of cutting out dairy from my diet and Justin is back to his pleasant and mellow self again. I didn't know that what I ate could affect my little guy so much, and so quickly. I'm glad I've figured out what helps. Of course, now I could kill for some ice cream...oh well.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107765662942365945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107765662942365945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/mooove-over-dairy-day-two-of-cutting.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-107758405502710807</id><published>2004-02-23T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:05:42.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>50% of my heart...Right here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107758405502710807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107758405502710807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/50-of-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-107723025484420802</id><published>2004-02-19T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T16:53:45.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it will always feel like just yesterdayBeing pregnant and uncomfortable is rapidly becoming a fuzzy memory. It was only 19 days ago that he was still in my tummy...kicking around and hiccuping. Only 19 days ago, that I sat in a hospital room with my husband wondering when they would send me home, surely I couldn't really be in labor. This was too easy to be real. But those contractions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107723025484420802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107723025484420802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107723025484420802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107723025484420802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/it-will-always-feel-like-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107704465025190670</id><published>2004-02-17T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T14:43:12.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WaterbabyJustin took his first big boy bath with mommy yesterday and it was wonderful! I thought for sure he would start screaming bloody murder as soon as his little body hit the water, but it had just the opposite effect, he LOVED it. He calmed down immediately (didn't like the undressing part too much) and took a looong nap afterwards.  I'm so glad he likes it. Water always soothes me, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107704465025190670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107704465025190670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107704465025190670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107704465025190670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/waterbaby-justin-took-his-first-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107696885789483642</id><published>2004-02-16T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T17:07:58.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's official...Justin can now take a bath! His belly button fell off last night - inny ; )Other news... my new Gevalia order came in today. mmm Mocha Chocolatte ya, ya. It worked out pretty well too, because I am so beat today. Justin has barely slept all night/day -whatever it's doing outside currently. I have him on the swing right now and silly me, instead of catching a few winks, I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107696885789483642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107696885789483642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107696885789483642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107696885789483642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107679860467046379</id><published>2004-02-14T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:04:53.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Funny Valentine</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107679860467046379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107679860467046379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/my-funny-valentine.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-107679578081989578</id><published>2004-02-14T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T16:58:54.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can I just say DITTO? I can't tell you how many times I nodded while reading this. I'll just say,I can TOTALLY relate with the "bend and fuss", the pooping, and the nipples.You'll have to actually read it to get what I'm talking about.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107679578081989578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107679578081989578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107679578081989578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107679578081989578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/can-i-just-say-ditto-i-cant-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107696932955488245</id><published>2004-02-11T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T17:11:26.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Justin's First Dr. Appt.The little butterball now weighs 9lbs 2 oz. He's healthy, beautiful, and all is looking great.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107696932955488245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107696932955488245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107696932955488245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107696932955488245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/justins-first-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107622331271581035</id><published>2004-02-08T01:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:04:05.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My little butterballDid I mention I have a new man in my life?He smells just as yummy as he looks. For real. Updates on Justin:Plastibell has fallen off and is healing well (only 6 days after circ!)belly button is almost healed and on its way as well.Updates on mommy:back to pre-pregnancy weight! Gotta love breastfeeding...sleeping on my tummy again feels WONDERFULalready ordered my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107622331271581035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107622331271581035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/my-little-butterball-did-i-mention-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-107605138061482899</id><published>2004-02-06T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:02:47.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't get enough of him!&lt;"http://ebozz.net/photos/2237.jpg"&gt;He smells so sweet, and he smiles in his sleep! He's got dimples on each cheek, he poops up a storm, and he sleeps entirely too much -when all I want to do is stare at him all day. I know I'm on a baby high, but seriously...I just can't get enough of him! Maddie and Justin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107605138061482899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107605138061482899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-cant-get-enough-of-him-he-smells-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-107600878482462559</id><published>2004-02-05T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:01:51.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He's Here!After all that complaining I did, he was still just one day late!I LOVE HIM!Justin PresleyJan. 31 @ 3:42 PM8 lbs 14 oz21 inches </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107600878482462559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107600878482462559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/02/hes-here-after-all-that-complaining-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6353050.post-107540441789450134</id><published>2004-01-29T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T14:31:03.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 centimeters dilated!Went to the Dr.'s yesterday and discovered I am now 2 centimeters dilated.  I'm trying to keep optimistic because in exactly two days my baby will be over due.  Overdue means I will likely be induced, which in turn means there is a higher risk of c-section involved. I'm not too thrilled about that.After the exam my Dr. said that I might have some spotting, and this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107540441789450134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107540441789450134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107540441789450134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107540441789450134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/01/2-centimeters-dilated-went-to-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107508512632318987</id><published>2004-01-25T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T21:47:33.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baby bluesLast night, I was having contractions that began at about 10 mins. apart. and continued until they were about 7-8 mins. apart. For the most part, I didn't want to get excited or even post anything about it, because I've had that false alarm before; still I began to get a little hopeful... will tonight be the night?...will I be holding my new little person at this time two days from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107508512632318987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107508512632318987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107508512632318987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107508512632318987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/01/baby-blues-last-night-i-was-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107508507778230794</id><published>2004-01-24T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T21:46:44.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A conversation from the past...me: Oh no, this time I'm definitely getting a bikini wax and a pedicure right before I go into labor. I have seen what a live birth looks like sans shaving. It ain't purty...friend: lol How will you know when to do it? what if you go early?me: I'm figuring if I do it by Jan. 20 I'll be safe. I can always go back and do it again if he's not here by then.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107508507778230794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107508507778230794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107508507778230794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107508507778230794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/01/conversation-from-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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-6353050.post-107508521004462141</id><published>2004-01-22T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T21:48:56.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fingertip Dilated!That's the news on the baby front for today. I guess something IS going on in there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/feeds/107508521004462141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6353050&amp;postID=107508521004462141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107508521004462141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6353050/posts/default/107508521004462141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babymakesfive.blogspot.com/2004/01/fingertip-dilated-thats-news-on-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Maddie</name><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></feed>
