tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51620153382171536772024-03-13T11:24:49.694-05:00A Taylor Made Family"Having a child is surely the most beautifully irrational act that two people in love can commit."
-- Bill CosbyEmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.comBlogger273125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-40572392556819190772011-05-15T07:56:00.001-05:002011-05-15T07:56:10.108-05:00Kate the crossing guard!<div><br/><img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/Tc_NaCe8IYI/AAAAAAAAHPc/Eg1vLXedWFA/2011-05-14_14-46-36_301.png' /></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-91654538811217633122011-05-11T07:28:00.001-05:002011-05-11T07:32:17.234-05:00Kate's first ice cream cone<div><p>We celebrated Peyton's second birthday today and went to DQ.  The girls were both covered and sticky by the time that we left.  But they sure were happy!</p>
<br/><img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TcqBxgxi8gI/AAAAAAAAHPI/rar6SNG5fDw/2011-05-10_18-55-52_749.png' /><br/><img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TcqBya_oC7I/AAAAAAAAHPM/BzPc8toJZTo/2011-05-10_18-56-20_274.png' /><br/><img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TcqBzcWmztI/AAAAAAAAHPQ/VbVCrFwNvsM/2011-05-10_18-56-25_645.png' /></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-9348174846073454212011-05-01T13:18:00.001-05:002011-05-01T13:25:52.669-05:00Claddagh's Irish Pub in Maple Grove<div><p>Kate approves!</p>
<br/><img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/Tb2ln4E9JCI/AAAAAAAAHO0/b-VHag6bEgQ/2011-05-01_13-16-42_570.png' /><br/><img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/Tb2lqFFqt0I/AAAAAAAAHO4/pCguPCUwbRM/2011-05-01_13-18-59_675.png' /><br/><img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/Tb2lrh1oGeI/AAAAAAAAHO8/r3Y6hnpX7XY/2011-05-01_13-18-17_517.png' /></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-52598639526792036002011-04-30T21:01:00.001-05:002011-04-30T21:02:50.663-05:00We're Back (with the help of a little additional technology)!<div><p>After a very long period of time spent away from blogging, I am back!  </p>
<p>To get everyone up to speed I will let you know some of the things we have been up to over the last half year.</p>
<p>Kate is groing like crazy and has turned into an amazing mimick (in a good way).  Most of the time she will try her best to repeat what we say to her and has begun to even sing parts of songs on the radio.  I guess this means we will have to be extra careful of what we say around her now!  She loves to ride her new bike to the park.  She can not get enough of books, blocks, dolls, stuffed animals, pretty ponies, coloring, sesame street and Dora.</p>
<p>She's a handful but we are having a blast!</p>
<p>John and I are both doing great.  We are gearing up for wedding season (five this year) and are super excited for are friends that are beginning to grow their families.</p>
<p>We went to breakfast this morning with my mom, my sister and her husband, so yummy!</p>
<p>We also just got smart phones, which leaves me no excuse not to start blogging again!</p>
<p>I hope that everyone is having as much fun in their busy lives as we are, and it is great to be back!</p>
<br/><img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/Tby-7CzdcAI/AAAAAAAAHOw/WB0hEvJgdoU/2011-04-30_10-00-25_561.png' /></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-6966470147701954762010-08-30T08:56:00.018-05:002010-08-30T10:06:49.753-05:00Talking About TalentI know that I have said this before, but I will now have to say it again, and again, and again... my friend Sarah of <a href="http://sarahbellephotos.blogspot.com/">Sarah Belle Photography</a> is an <strong>AMAZING</strong> photographer.<br /><br />And of course, whenever I make such heavily weighted statements as the one above, I must back the statement up with physical proof. What would be more proof than the wonderful pictures she took of Kate, these are only a few (by a few I mean a ton) of the wonderful shots she was able to capture that day.<br /><br />I would very highly recommend <a href="http://sarahbellephotos.blogspot.com/">Sarah Belle Photography</a> to any of my family, friends, or basically anyone out there. You can contact her through her <a href="http://sarahbellephotos.blogspot.com/">blog</a> or contact me and I can put you in touch with her.<br /><br />From these pictures you would never know that Kate was at her crabbiest on this day, and the shots are still perfect!<br /><br /><div align="center">Thank you Sarah for capturing so much of what we love in our little pumpkin Kate!</div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvGIZrRzKI/AAAAAAAAHCw/yYzeAiDwdUc/s1600/Kate-5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511216416651594914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvGIZrRzKI/AAAAAAAAHCw/yYzeAiDwdUc/s400/Kate-5.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvFoa4oA3I/AAAAAAAAHCo/NOXfCpTTRbM/s1600/Kate-6.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511215867220198258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvFoa4oA3I/AAAAAAAAHCo/NOXfCpTTRbM/s400/Kate-6.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvFn0NrflI/AAAAAAAAHCg/OM04spzry-M/s1600/Kate-9.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511215856839523922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvFn0NrflI/AAAAAAAAHCg/OM04spzry-M/s400/Kate-9.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvFnAX7pNI/AAAAAAAAHCY/3rDBcqwiBj4/s1600/Kate-15.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511215842923881682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvFnAX7pNI/AAAAAAAAHCY/3rDBcqwiBj4/s400/Kate-15.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvE5KQsOAI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/epTTT394jz0/s1600/Kate-20.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511215055303882754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvE5KQsOAI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/epTTT394jz0/s400/Kate-20.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvE4sUzfRI/AAAAAAAAHCI/ZIIraWiC5H8/s1600/Kate-24.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 349px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511215047268072722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvE4sUzfRI/AAAAAAAAHCI/ZIIraWiC5H8/s400/Kate-24.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvE4CZpllI/AAAAAAAAHCA/azB9AO2c0_U/s1600/Kate-28.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511215036014106194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvE4CZpllI/AAAAAAAAHCA/azB9AO2c0_U/s400/Kate-28.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvErbmzbfI/AAAAAAAAHB4/hI_UiK_fqMA/s1600/Kate-30.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511214819441864178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvErbmzbfI/AAAAAAAAHB4/hI_UiK_fqMA/s400/Kate-30.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvEqoOQY-I/AAAAAAAAHBw/hQf_71QWAc4/s1600/Kate-33.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511214805648696290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvEqoOQY-I/AAAAAAAAHBw/hQf_71QWAc4/s400/Kate-33.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvEqNO8VRI/AAAAAAAAHBo/hSAN-sYs85k/s1600/Kate-39.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511214798403818770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvEqNO8VRI/AAAAAAAAHBo/hSAN-sYs85k/s400/Kate-39.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Uh oh, we may have a Star Trek fan on our hands. : )</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvD62nHuAI/AAAAAAAAHBg/ht5Y4fKaQJk/s1600/Kate-42.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511213984877361154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvD62nHuAI/AAAAAAAAHBg/ht5Y4fKaQJk/s400/Kate-42.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvD6TbZBvI/AAAAAAAAHBY/U7PB24wOQCo/s1600/Kate-44.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511213975432922866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvD6TbZBvI/AAAAAAAAHBY/U7PB24wOQCo/s400/Kate-44.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvD5nvGZYI/AAAAAAAAHBQ/IyidRo_xHoY/s1600/Kate-46.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511213963704427906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvD5nvGZYI/AAAAAAAAHBQ/IyidRo_xHoY/s400/Kate-46.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDnWOSrvI/AAAAAAAAHBI/okllPYyMtZY/s1600/Kate-48.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511213649765773042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDnWOSrvI/AAAAAAAAHBI/okllPYyMtZY/s400/Kate-48.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDm2uLuaI/AAAAAAAAHBA/Pv3nZC-hQxo/s1600/Kate-49.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511213641309600162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDm2uLuaI/AAAAAAAAHBA/Pv3nZC-hQxo/s400/Kate-49.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDmJvbl9I/AAAAAAAAHA4/gfbaJvsmtlo/s1600/Kate-54.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511213629235238866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDmJvbl9I/AAAAAAAAHA4/gfbaJvsmtlo/s400/Kate-54.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDMWjScMI/AAAAAAAAHAw/aL471I6jASs/s1600/Kate-58.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511213185997369538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDMWjScMI/AAAAAAAAHAw/aL471I6jASs/s400/Kate-58.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDLn0u6gI/AAAAAAAAHAo/ZebYDCbVQKk/s1600/Kate-61.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511213173454072322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDLn0u6gI/AAAAAAAAHAo/ZebYDCbVQKk/s400/Kate-61.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDK1q85qI/AAAAAAAAHAg/TN145cQmG6Y/s1600/Kate-74.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511213159991273122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvDK1q85qI/AAAAAAAAHAg/TN145cQmG6Y/s400/Kate-74.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511212660342175282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvCtwVUtjI/AAAAAAAAHAI/drjH4vPDh08/s400/Kate-76.jpg" /></div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511212672264836242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvCucv6FJI/AAAAAAAAHAQ/oAjDH3kb_XE/s400/Kate-78.jpg" /></div><div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvCuxcCy9I/AAAAAAAAHAY/S6eW_WTjx8I/s1600/Kate-88.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511212677818665938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THvCuxcCy9I/AAAAAAAAHAY/S6eW_WTjx8I/s400/Kate-88.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><div><strong>Again, Thank you Sarah you did such a wonderful and amazing job!</strong></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-36747426839307436612010-08-25T07:38:00.004-05:002010-08-25T07:48:56.701-05:00Sleeping Babies<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THURMRn209I/AAAAAAAAG9Q/UfyBRBcR_KU/s1600/March+120.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509328621744346066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/THURMRn209I/AAAAAAAAG9Q/UfyBRBcR_KU/s400/March+120.JPG" /></a><br /><div>"Always let a sleeping baby lie."<br /><br />When Kate was first born this is something I did not do, mostly because I just couldn't help myself. I did have some rationale behind picking Kate up and cuddling her when she was sleeping. I figured since she was such a good sleeper, and slept all the time, a couple minutes of extra cuddle time here or there wouldn't hurt too much.<br /><br />If she is reading this, my friend Heidi is laughing. When she found out I pick Kate up when sleeping she is the one who spoke this quote above to me while shaking her head. : )<br /><br />Now that Kate is a year old, we couldn't have been luckier parents with her ability to sleep so peacefully throughout the night. But now I worry if we are about to change all of that.<br /><br />At one year there is an abundance of things that "they" tell you to do or to stop doing. Some of these things that we have done, or are in the process of doing are:<br /><br /><ul><br /><li>switching from bottle to cup (this was not a hard transition for Kate, especially now that she can drink from a straw)</li><br /><li>switching from formula to milk (this change did take Kate a couple of days to get used to, she wasn't too wild about whole milk at first, but now can't seem to get enough of the stuff)</li><br /><li>switching from pureed food to all solids (this happened on its own, with Kate being more interested in solids than mush, do you blame her?)</li></ul><br /><p>That leaves us with our final major change...taking away the pacifier.</p><br /><p>I know that these are suggestions and do not need to be done at one year, but should be done in the way that best suits your individual child. Knowing me though, I figure...why not try?</p><br /><p>Kate usually only has her pacifier when she is sleeping or on long car rides, other than that she rarely ever has it in her mouth (unless she finds it while playing and plops it in there).</p><br /><p>Last night, John put her to bed without the pacifier for the first time...and she went right to sleep. I know that this may not be the end of this battle, but it sure strengthens our decision that she probably doesn't need it to fall asleep any more.</p><br /><p>I guess we'll see!</p></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-67457964292668475322010-08-20T07:57:00.003-05:002010-08-20T08:03:45.538-05:00Guess Who?Which toddler (woah does that look weird) has grown to the height of 30 3/4 inches and is weighing in at 22 1/2 pounds? <div><br /><div>That would be our little pumpkin Kate!</div><br /><div>We all went together to her 1 year doctor's appointment yesterday, which was not as traumatic for us as it was for her.</div><br /><div>All was well until she had to have her finger pricked, and it wasn't the pricking of the finger that got her all upset...it was the fact that we had to hold her hand (she hates this) and the fact that afterwards she had a bandaid on her finger (now we know she hates this). Each time she re-realized that the bandaid was still on her finger, she tried to get it off, but when she couldn't...then the Oscar-worthy tears and hysterics would come back. The funniest part about it though is that they would last for only about 2-3 seconds, and be over....can you say faker? : )</div><br /><div>Here's a picture of her in her new hat (from Darby the crazy golden retriever) on her birthday last Sunday.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507476793336375234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TG589rOFp8I/AAAAAAAAG3c/5M1NYLG3gBw/s400/8-15-2010+229.JPG" /></div></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-39148214351240259352010-07-12T18:54:00.002-05:002010-07-12T18:55:53.168-05:00Photo ShootAn old friend from high school is an amazing photographer in Chicago...and she has just decided to give away a free photo shoot.<br /><br />If you go out to her website <a href="http://brishamphotography.com/blog/?p=4466&cpage=1#comment-641">Brisham Photography</a>, and leave a comment, you could win!<br /><br />Don't forget to let her know on her comment that you were referred by me, and maybe then Kate could win!<br /><br />Good luck!EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-14573161363328410532010-07-07T16:38:00.002-05:002010-07-07T16:39:16.831-05:00Dancing BabyKate has been practicing her dance moves for her aunt Kristen's wedding, this is from a couple of months ago, but be prepared to be amazed at her mad skills!<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/wurd0007/Video#5454814635352550850">Kate Dancing</a>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-5520676628383446472010-07-07T12:55:00.003-05:002010-07-07T13:05:43.722-05:00Kate's First 4th of JulyKate's first 4th of July weekend was filled with tons of fun, family, and friends! She was lucky enough to spend most of her time in the water on both Saturday and Sunday, and she loved it!<br /><br /><div align="center">She had some bbq in Blaine on Sunday</div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAnd_O0zI/AAAAAAAAGl4/d7baVW7dZMU/s1600/IMG_1116.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491225629968749362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAnd_O0zI/AAAAAAAAGl4/d7baVW7dZMU/s320/IMG_1116.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center">More Grandma!<br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAmgSiMCI/AAAAAAAAGlw/NaqblVNOVp4/s1600/IMG_1129.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491225613406711842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAmgSiMCI/AAAAAAAAGlw/NaqblVNOVp4/s320/IMG_1129.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center">She got to sit in her very own chair.<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAmEnH90I/AAAAAAAAGlo/SwdQ69w4PvA/s1600/IMG_1110.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491225605976880962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAmEnH90I/AAAAAAAAGlo/SwdQ69w4PvA/s320/IMG_1110.JPG" /></a><br />She got to scream and yell, just for fun!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAlprMUZI/AAAAAAAAGlg/iGcyqOTkTOw/s1600/IMG_1100.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491225598746186130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAlprMUZI/AAAAAAAAGlg/iGcyqOTkTOw/s320/IMG_1100.JPG" /></a><br />After too much screaming and yelling, she got dunked...just kidding!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAlJtKfmI/AAAAAAAAGlY/xmPX3KnIaLk/s1600/IMG_1107.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491225590164520546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAlJtKfmI/AAAAAAAAGlY/xmPX3KnIaLk/s320/IMG_1107.JPG" /></a><br />She swam and splashed in a regular diaper.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAJGWViJI/AAAAAAAAGlQ/yEQDXr2iIpw/s1600/IMG_1089.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491225108227131538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAJGWViJI/AAAAAAAAGlQ/yEQDXr2iIpw/s320/IMG_1089.JPG" /></a><br />She went for a horse back ride (Darby back ride).<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAIttXiGI/AAAAAAAAGlI/wVb5byAsZF8/s1600/IMG_1085.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491225101612845154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAIttXiGI/AAAAAAAAGlI/wVb5byAsZF8/s320/IMG_1085.JPG" /></a><br />She got snuggled by her Dad when her lips started turning blue and her toes started getting wrinkly from all the water time.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAH3fBIFI/AAAAAAAAGlA/jIeS2YDELWI/s1600/IMG_1082.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491225087057141842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAH3fBIFI/AAAAAAAAGlA/jIeS2YDELWI/s320/IMG_1082.JPG" /></a><br />She spent some quality time in the pool with her best bud Darby.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAHZ7umnI/AAAAAAAAGk4/d6tcu41cM40/s1600/IMG_1079.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491225079124499058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAHZ7umnI/AAAAAAAAGk4/d6tcu41cM40/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" /></a><br />She learned how much fun it is to pull up on the side of the pool...with no casualties believe it or not.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAG90vN_I/AAAAAAAAGkw/v0nlnmM-6l8/s1600/IMG_1066.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491225071578986482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDTAG90vN_I/AAAAAAAAGkw/v0nlnmM-6l8/s320/IMG_1066.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-59564215126723030572010-07-07T12:46:00.004-05:002010-07-07T12:55:27.471-05:00Big CheeseKate loves cheese, well she did before she realized how much she loved fruit...all fruit.<br /><br />How did we find out that she likes fruit way more than she likes cheese (not that she doesn't like it)?<br /><br />When I filled up her tray last night for dinner, I put on the tray some chicken (she always only picks at meat), provolone cheese, raspberries, kiwi, and red grapes.<br /><br />In her normal order she at the raspberries, then the red grapes, and then the kiwi. Finally she started on the cheese, with each tiny <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">piece</span> that she put in her mouth she followed with the same reaction...a couple of good chews (aka gums) on the cheese, then mouth open, tongue flailing, cheese back out onto the tray.<br /><br />But, when we give her cheese first, she gobbles it all up. What a silly girl!<br /><br />She has also started making some pretty cheesy faces once the camera comes out, hope you think they are as funny as we do!<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491223544080742194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDS-uDcxtzI/AAAAAAAAGko/BVJICarSBQM/s320/IMG_1133.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491223536536262818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDS-tnWCGKI/AAAAAAAAGkg/Cgz2tvk8Rnk/s320/IMG_1051.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491223526465981842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TDS-tB1FzZI/AAAAAAAAGkY/JE52cjIJ3VM/s320/IMG_1010.JPG" />EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-73470167398221447612010-06-06T14:28:00.005-05:002010-06-06T14:44:57.235-05:00Memorial Day Weekend: Monday<div align="center">On Monday of Memorial Day weekend we packed up five of the seven mammals that live in our house (we left the cats at home) and headed over to John's brother and sister in law's house to hang out for the day.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Here is Kate, after her nap, boy was that a tough one trying to get her to go down when she could still hear all of us outside!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4PN-iPxI/AAAAAAAAGOM/ogFUlLn2C5s/s1600/IMG_0907.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479746311960018706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4PN-iPxI/AAAAAAAAGOM/ogFUlLn2C5s/s320/IMG_0907.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="center">This is Cole, Kate's cousin, and Kate. I'm not sure why she is so upset, but you can tell how excited he was to hold her, what a good cousin!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4OxzKCRI/AAAAAAAAGOE/Y5iyR-g11d0/s1600/IMG_0908.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479746304396101906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4OxzKCRI/AAAAAAAAGOE/Y5iyR-g11d0/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />Kate...so big!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4OGOYZQI/AAAAAAAAGN8/d78zSck0Qbs/s1600/IMG_0906.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479746292699129090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4OGOYZQI/AAAAAAAAGN8/d78zSck0Qbs/s320/IMG_0906.JPG" /></a><br />Cole and Alex, being <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">cheeseballs</span>!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4B342bYI/AAAAAAAAGN0/ofH_e47Tp7M/s1600/IMG_0903.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479746082692296066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4B342bYI/AAAAAAAAGN0/ofH_e47Tp7M/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" /></a><br />We jumped on the trampoline, here is Alex showing me his tricks...doesn't he look like a dolphin in this picture?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4Bl8bQpI/AAAAAAAAGNs/14rXUWSh4DA/s1600/IMG_0880.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479746077875454610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4Bl8bQpI/AAAAAAAAGNs/14rXUWSh4DA/s320/IMG_0880.JPG" /></a><br />And here is Cole's trick, looks pretty cool doesn't it?!?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4BPeUOfI/AAAAAAAAGNk/OGr5kVP2hlk/s1600/IMG_0877.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479746071843584498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4BPeUOfI/AAAAAAAAGNk/OGr5kVP2hlk/s320/IMG_0877.JPG" /></a><br />Alex wanted me to take a picture of him on the stairs.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4A11QCdI/AAAAAAAAGNc/zMAxnWCf9I8/s1600/IMG_0871.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479746064960457170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4A11QCdI/AAAAAAAAGNc/zMAxnWCf9I8/s320/IMG_0871.JPG" /></a><br />John, waving the flag. He might be just a tad too big for this <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">playset</span>, what do you think?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4Adub8GI/AAAAAAAAGNU/7RkxZdsF9dQ/s1600/IMG_0870.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479746058489426018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv4Adub8GI/AAAAAAAAGNU/7RkxZdsF9dQ/s320/IMG_0870.JPG" /></a><br />We swung on the swings, well they did, I don't think I would fit.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv3rK8_anI/AAAAAAAAGNM/GtBwZFFr6GI/s1600/IMG_0867.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479745692672944754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv3rK8_anI/AAAAAAAAGNM/GtBwZFFr6GI/s320/IMG_0867.JPG" /></a><br />Cole and Alex even showed us how they love to swing on their tire swing...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv3qnknkJI/AAAAAAAAGNE/JCGxhD7RmG4/s1600/IMG_0857.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479745683175477394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv3qnknkJI/AAAAAAAAGNE/JCGxhD7RmG4/s320/IMG_0857.JPG" /></a><br />Again, John might be just a tad too big for this one too! : )<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv3qH7Uy1I/AAAAAAAAGM8/hCL-COovkv0/s1600/IMG_0858.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479745674680781650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv3qH7Uy1I/AAAAAAAAGM8/hCL-COovkv0/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" /></a><br />Cole and Alex love animals, especially our beagles Nora and Puller. We still can't figure out how Nora was able to still long enough for this picture!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv3pgw_1xI/AAAAAAAAGM0/CL40-XpPaSc/s1600/IMG_0854.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479745664168482578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv3pgw_1xI/AAAAAAAAGM0/CL40-XpPaSc/s320/IMG_0854.JPG" /></a><br />They even brought out the slip and slide. Though Kate didn't slip or slide, she played in the water at the end when the boys were done. That was enough for her, she loves water just as much as they do!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv3o1qsd-I/AAAAAAAAGMs/x-jvN88HYeI/s1600/IMG_0852.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479745652599322594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TAv3o1qsd-I/AAAAAAAAGMs/x-jvN88HYeI/s320/IMG_0852.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Another great day, full of fun with family (though you didn't see most of them in these pictures). I had a blast playing with Cole and Alex, and I probably burned a million calories, those boys just don't stop moving.</div><div> </div><div>Can't wait for the next time!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-83808097215511676942010-05-31T20:47:00.003-05:002010-05-31T20:58:19.054-05:00Memorial Day Weekend: Sunday<div align="center">We had a great time this weekend spending time with family, spending some down time alone at our house, and we even got the garage cleaned out!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">On Sunday we went over to my parents' house to spend the day, when we were there my dad and John got rid of some of the excess leaves in their backyard.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnfXSFUbI/AAAAAAAAGMg/UVnOSOZHCXk/s1600/IMG_0850.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477616835312832946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnfXSFUbI/AAAAAAAAGMg/UVnOSOZHCXk/s320/IMG_0850.JPG" /></a><br />Kate got to break in and try out the new swing that her Grandma picked out for her. The faster and higher she was pushed, the happier that she was. Chances are she's going to be a roller coaster enthusiast when she grows up!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnfCphH0I/AAAAAAAAGMY/NUF2VwO5yw0/s1600/IMG_0849.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477616829773979458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnfCphH0I/AAAAAAAAGMY/NUF2VwO5yw0/s320/IMG_0849.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnew0qyVI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/4Kt7F8zX2H4/s1600/IMG_0847.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477616824988911954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnew0qyVI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/4Kt7F8zX2H4/s320/IMG_0847.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnO5k_1TI/AAAAAAAAGME/KjPHwFXie3o/s1600/IMG_0845.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477616552461194546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnO5k_1TI/AAAAAAAAGME/KjPHwFXie3o/s320/IMG_0845.JPG" /></a><br />Kate chilled for a while in the grass in front of Grandma and Grandpa's house, waiting for Grandma to get back from the store, lucky girl didn't get bit by one mosquito...can't say the same for us!</div><div> </div><div>So Big!</div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnOo4iTNI/AAAAAAAAGL8/qxpth64JJ3M/s1600/IMG_0842.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477616547979742418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnOo4iTNI/AAAAAAAAGL8/qxpth64JJ3M/s320/IMG_0842.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnOTAeIVI/AAAAAAAAGL0/oG7jwb4Kz6s/s1600/IMG_0843.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477616542107443538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnOTAeIVI/AAAAAAAAGL0/oG7jwb4Kz6s/s320/IMG_0843.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Kate and her pal Darby, these two have always been very intrigued with eachother. I think that Kate likes Darby's bushy, long tail, and I'm pretty sure that Darby likes Kate because she likes to like the leftover food off of her face and hands. : )</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnN6HEi8I/AAAAAAAAGLs/N5lVNVSwgPM/s1600/IMG_0838.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477616535424240578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnN6HEi8I/AAAAAAAAGLs/N5lVNVSwgPM/s320/IMG_0838.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Kate likes to remind us just how big she is! This is one of the first tricks that she pulls out of her repertiore when she meets new people, what a showoff!</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnNhL7TEI/AAAAAAAAGLk/IGX5n1pUXUA/s1600/IMG_0835.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477616528733719618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/TARnNhL7TEI/AAAAAAAAGLk/IGX5n1pUXUA/s320/IMG_0835.JPG" /></a><br /><div>It was a great and relaxing day, can't wait for another like it!</div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-60012429692944534252010-05-28T09:11:00.003-05:002010-05-28T09:36:43.035-05:00Kate's Nine Month Stats<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S__U7rDe_7I/AAAAAAAAGFg/q4VvzWTLgHI/s1600/IMG_0793.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476329793540521906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S__U7rDe_7I/AAAAAAAAGFg/q4VvzWTLgHI/s400/IMG_0793.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Nine months in baby terms means another visit for a checkup to the doctor to make sure that everything is developing as it should be.<br /><br />John brought Kate into her nine month appointment this morning (come to think of it I haven't been to one since I was on maternity leave).<br /><br />She weighed in at 21 pounds which puts her in the 85th percentile for weight for her age.<br /><br />She measured in at 30 inches long, which puts her in the 97th percentile for height for her age.<br /><br />Everything else went as planned, and only one shot this time to finish up her hepatitis vaccination.<br /><br />She's a happy, healthy, growing girl!</div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-28578746928653502672010-05-27T07:32:00.002-05:002010-05-27T07:38:47.291-05:00Mmmmm, Grilled WrapNow with that title, it probably makes people think that I am talking about lunch-time food, right?<br /><br />Nope, not right.<br /><br />I am talking about breakfast.<br /><br />I have the pleasure of working downtown in a very conveniently located building within minutes of walking distance from probably 30 restaurants and even more fast food restaurants. <br /><br />My waistline though, must constantly fight this so called pleasure. : )<br /><br />Anyways, one of my favorite breakfasts comes from Brueggers (besides a yummy Key's breakfast of course). It was something I fell in love with at my last job which again was conveniently located near a Brueggers.<br /><br />They have a breakfast wrap that includes egg, ham (or bacon or sausage if you prefer), jalapeno cream cheese, and to top it off roasted red peppers.<br /><br />This might not be an appetizing combination to you, but to me it is breakfast heaven. Warm and gooey, salty from the ham, smokey from the peppers, and with a little kick to get me going.<br /><br />I don't get them very often, due to my fighting waistline, but I did this morning and found out that they just happened to make one of my favorite breakfasts even better!<br /><br />Brueggers now grills its wraps. So add to the warm melted cream cheese with egg, salty ham, smokey peppers, and jalapeno kick...a crunchy but still softish wrap. Yum!<br /><br />I can't wait to have another, but I better!EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-51870446904969756052010-05-24T18:46:00.002-05:002010-05-24T18:51:00.365-05:00Reese and KateOn Saturday we went to celebrate a very special day with one of Kate's best friends. Here is a video of Reese and Kate at Reese's house to celebrate Reese's first birthday.<br /><br />Yay Reese, Happy Birthday!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TitWuzjeNnc">Reese and Kate</a>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-58391094249259612432010-05-24T07:56:00.006-05:002010-05-24T11:59:50.458-05:00Not Me Monday<div align="center"><a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/" target="_blank"><img alt="Mckmama- Not Me Monday" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /></a><br /><br /></div><div align="left">I'm back again to spill my guts about all of the crazy, half-brained, last-minute, mix-ups that I encountered, and caused over these last two weeks. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><div align="left">To start it off, I didn't skip the "Not Me Monday" post last week becuase I couldn't remember anything that went awry the week before, there is always something that goes awry in the Taylor household. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><div align="left">I would never drive all the way to work, about 40 minutes, ignoring the fact that my cell phone was ringing, to finally call my husband back when at work to find out I took the carseat with me that morning. This would never serve as the perfect excuse to just take the day off...I never need those! </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><div align="left">Staying on the cell phone topic, I would never neglect to check my phone for messages and miss a message from our daycare providor letting us know she would be closed the following day. This would not cause my husband to show up at the daycare mom's house only to find the door locked and everyone there still sleeping. And of course this would never lead to me begging Kate to "play quietly" until 11, at work, with me, so that I could get some stuff done before I, you guessed it, took another half day off. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><div align="left">Ah well, what good are kids for if not to get you out of working every once-in-a-while? : ) </div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-78045447431405815802010-05-21T07:46:00.002-05:002010-05-21T07:55:02.328-05:00Bye Bye SwingLast night we finally did the inevitable. We took down Kate's baby swing. This swing has been an integral part of our child-rearing success to this point, which is why both John and I were/are still a little nervous about it being gone.<br /><br />Every morning after I get ready, I wake Kate up and get her ready (dressed, fed, time to say hello to our pets, etc.). Then just before leaving the house I bring her upstairs, buckle her into her swing, and turn it on. Sometimes she sits there and plays while it is rocking her gently, and sometimes the gentle rocking helps her to catch some more zzzz's.<br /><br />Through the last nine months if there has been a night or day where she is extra fussy, the kind of fussiness that a bottle, diaper change, toys, or cuddle can't cure, the swing has always been our fail safe.<br /><br />I looked up online (as we bought the swing second hand and did not have the instructions) to see what the weight limit was. This research was brought on by the fact that I now had to put the swing at the highest speed just to get it to rock my growing girl, oh and it was starting to sway (a little).<br /><br />Online at Fisher Price the weight limit was 25 pounds. Now I'm not quite sure how much Kate currently weighs, her nine month appointment is next week, but I know that it has to be more than 20 pounds. That may be a little to close for comfort for me.<br /><br />So I told her (not that I expected her to understand) that when these batteries ran out, that the swing was going to get put away.<br /><br />That didn't happen.<br /><br />Two days ago I bought batteries for a new toy that we had at the house, the wrong size. There was only one other item in the house that used that size of batteries...the swing.<br /><br />So I ran up, grabbed out the batteries and made the switch, at least she likes the toy, right?<br /><br />Yesterday morning I put her in the swing, no batteries, and she was fine with it.<br /><br />Last night I thought of how silly that was.<br /><br />So, swing retired, and now Kate is lucky enough to play in her pack and play in our bedroom (newly set up at the end of our bed) and will surely wake John up for work if his alarm doesn't do the trick!EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-77737903312192152292010-05-20T12:50:00.003-05:002010-05-20T12:53:59.810-05:00Without A SeatYesterday I got a call from my husband as I was walking through the parking ramp at work, I had taken the car seat to work with me.<br /><br />At this point he was trying his best to install the convertible car seat into his car in a rear-facing position (we aren't ready to have her forward face yet).<br /><br />I'm pretty sure he was a little miffed at me at this point! : )<br /><br />I tried calling a friend who I knew could bring over a seat to use (her daughter just switched to the convertible). Of course, I couldn't get a hold of her.<br /><br />So what did I do? I took the day off of course, what a perfect excuse!<br /><br />Plus I didn't want to have to drive all the way back to work (about 40 minutes) after bringing the seat home to my husband.<br /><br />Oh and when you walk in the door and she is so excited to see you, it makes it that much harder to turn around and leave again.<br /><br />We ended up having a really fun day filled with no plans, and those don't happen too often!EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-18492957402284164562010-05-13T16:31:00.001-05:002010-05-13T16:32:50.292-05:00What We Did Yesterday<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-xv8IQrijI/AAAAAAAAFz0/d17ePmye-kA/s1600/Kate+Month+Nine.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470870726148590130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-xv8IQrijI/AAAAAAAAFz0/d17ePmye-kA/s400/Kate+Month+Nine.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-80460627617494816842010-05-11T09:05:00.003-05:002010-05-11T09:14:01.965-05:00Updated Pictures of Kate<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-lkiSA0r9I/AAAAAAAAFxw/8A81UEMfwH0/s1600/KatePullerCuddle.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470013762531798994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-lkiSA0r9I/AAAAAAAAFxw/8A81UEMfwH0/s400/KatePullerCuddle.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center">Kate sure does lover her Beagle Puller! Puller just loves to cuddle!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-lkiKjpfYI/AAAAAAAAFxo/TtMWMBoeuLg/s1600/DentalCheck.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470013760530382210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-lkiKjpfYI/AAAAAAAAFxo/TtMWMBoeuLg/s400/DentalCheck.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center">Sick of all the times we try to see her teeth, Kate decided to give Puller a dental check (don't worry we made her stop doing this, we're teaching her to pet them "gentle").</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-lkh3VcJZI/AAAAAAAAFxg/rxmvxWV1Mew/s1600/ImComing.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470013755370513810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-lkh3VcJZI/AAAAAAAAFxg/rxmvxWV1Mew/s400/ImComing.JPG" /></a><br />Watch out here I come!</div><div align="center"><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-lkhvio_oI/AAAAAAAAFxY/wj7rlAJ2RDI/s1600/MyCamera.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470013753278398082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-lkhvio_oI/AAAAAAAAFxY/wj7rlAJ2RDI/s400/MyCamera.JPG" /></a><br />Kate is very interested in the camera, maybe she's a future photographer. Then again she's also really interested in the remote control, does that mean that she's a future couch potato? : )<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-lkhQDUD5I/AAAAAAAAFxQ/vdE0WY4QLp4/s1600/SassyFace.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470013744825503634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-lkhQDUD5I/AAAAAAAAFxQ/vdE0WY4QLp4/s400/SassyFace.JPG" /></a> Kate's sassy face, I'm pretty sure she wanted her breakfast at this point. </div><div></div><div>Boy are we in trouble!</div></div>EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-2105060708806594592010-05-10T12:22:00.003-05:002010-05-10T12:25:53.123-05:00Necklace<div align="center">I just wanted to show off my absolutely perfect Mother's Day gift from Kate (my husband).</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">It was hand-made by the <a href="http://www.etsy.com/">Etsy</a> seller <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/44749476/three-wildflowers-necklace">Sauce</a>, whose jewelry is some of my favorites on the entire site!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The three flowers stand for our three family members. Fun huh?!?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Anyways, I love it! </div><div align="center"> </div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469693606300769442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLOlUmLeirU/S-hBWvHIXKI/AAAAAAAAFkU/BV7Mo_2u3JQ/s400/necklace.jpg" />EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-14114990883125662952010-05-10T11:59:00.002-05:002010-05-10T12:11:03.326-05:00"Not Me" MondayThis Monday I did not give up trying to get the "Not Me" button working after only two minutes and decide to 'cheat' by naming <a href="http://mycharmingkids.net/">MckMama's Blog</a> in this hyperlink instead! (By the way, she's just updated her entire blog which turned out really fun, you should check it out!)<br /><br />I would never order pizza at a restaurant, that had lettuce on top, just because in my mind it was "healthier". And to top it off add some sour cream to the mix to make it even more "low-cal". Mmmm, taco pizza!<br /><br />When staying in a hotel room, with my 8 1/2 month old daughter and my mom, would not wake up (wide awake) at 3am and not fall back asleep. I would then not quietly walk to the bathroom and proceed to take an hour long shower (to kill time), and then come out of the shower only to fall asleep until 5:30am. This would never cause me to be dead tired for the remainder of the weekend.<br /><br />Finally, I would never think how much I would enjoy entire house naps on a Sunday (Mother's Day) afternoon. Kate napping in her crib, John snoozing on the chair, Nora and Puller catching some zzzz's under the table and on the footrest, Madeline and Riley catnapping upstairs on our bed, and me stretched out (probably snoring) on the couch. I enjoyed it so much I could probably have "napped" straight through to this morning. But unfortunately that did not happen. : )<br /><br />Don't forget to check out what <a href="http://mycharmingkids.net/">Mckmama</a> didn't do last week as well as many others! It's pretty amazing how many other people like to slack off like you do! :)EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-73547218319568984122010-05-10T11:49:00.003-05:002010-05-10T11:51:17.544-05:00No Dancing on TablesThroughout life I am sure that Kate will get plenty of good advice from her parents, relatives, friends, etc.<br /><br />Her most recent <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">piece</span> of advice she got from her daycare mom, Joyce.<br /><br />Joyce likes to sit Kate down in the middle of the room, turn on the kiddie music loud, and watch her dance and wiggle away like crazy.<br /><br />Then Joyce tells Kate, "You are such a good dancer Kate, just no dancing on tables!"<br /><br />Thanks Joyce, hopefully she'll comply with that one! : )EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162015338217153677.post-78618332224892190442010-05-07T10:14:00.002-05:002010-05-07T10:21:54.735-05:00AdventureToday Kate and I are embarking on our first adventure together. We are heading to Kate's aunt's bridal shower about 4 hours north of where we live.<br /><br />Making this voyage with us will be Kate's grandma. We even get to stay in a hotel room (another first) so that should be interesting.<br /><br />Hopefully all goes well, she does really well in the car so that is not my worry. And she'll get to play in the pool so she'll be tired, so sleeping isn't my worry. <br /><br />I am just worried that I forgot something and will not realize it until it is absolutely needed an unavailable, but I guess that's just how my mind rolls. It could be why we both have our own suitcases that are <u>full</u> for one overnight trip.<br /><br />I know you are wondering, how does John put up with it? : )<br /><br />Well he gets a night off that he will fill with processed cheese, Beagles, Tax Cut Coalitions, War Movies, Chips, Beer...and all that other fun stuff he doesn't get to do when Kate and I are home bugging him. In all reality though I bet he'll miss us, or at least her : ).EmTaylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17990817993559029891noreply@blogger.com0