tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1233177785604172612024-03-12T16:47:22.911-07:00Growing up with ConnorMy attempt at keeping a blog to update friends and family about the newest addition to our little family.BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.comBlogger58125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-35650905037763165682010-10-10T17:33:00.000-07:002010-10-10T17:43:09.048-07:00Stupid template<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TLJdAY3Q8vI/AAAAAAAAAa8/5vuzFDwlXWw/s1600/IMG_5115.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TLJdAY3Q8vI/AAAAAAAAAa8/5vuzFDwlXWw/s400/IMG_5115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526581953992651506" /></a><br />Blogger is just frustrating me like crazy today. I'm just adding this post to fill up the top space so that the sidebar isn't being infiltrated by pictures. I really need to just suck it up and buy a template, but I'm broke AND cheap, so those two things don't really work well with buying digital images and html code.<div><br /></div><div>I'll finish the post off with an awesome picture I got at the park a couple of weeks ago. </div><div><br /></div>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-60804152786110874792010-10-10T16:34:00.000-07:002010-10-10T16:43:06.351-07:00Counting lapbook!Here is our second lapbook, with a focus on counting to five. For the record, I know a lot of people are against doing anything "school like" with toddlers, but I think as long as he's enjoying it, why not? I'm not forcing him to sit down and listen to a lesson, we're just having fun!<div><br /></div><div>I designed this one myself, using templates from <a href="http://www.homeschoolshare.com/lapbooking_resources.php">this </a>website.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here it is with the cover closed:</div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5186.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5186.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>And here are all of the minibooks:</div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5188.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5188.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The petal book opens to show dice inspired dots, one through five. The pocket holds 4x6 cards with pictures of objects, again one through five:<br /><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5189.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5189.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The acordian book has hearts, one through five, plus the number written above. The matchbook cover holds a counting game, with pictures in random order to count:</div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5190.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5190.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>There was an extra page in the matchbook, so I thought "Good Job" was a nice touch:</div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5192.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5192.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>And here he is enjoying it! Every time he opened a new book, he said "Oooh, what's that?"</div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5195.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5195.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5193.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5193.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-62336891728991244282010-10-10T12:17:00.000-07:002010-10-10T16:43:27.085-07:00Connors first lap book!<div style="text-align: left;">I absolutely love the idea of lapbooks, especially to tie up a section in a homeschooling situation. In fact, my class at work is making a spider lapbook right now, and we're going to start bats for the second half of the month!</div><div><br /></div><div>When I found <a href="http://www.1plus1plus1equals1.com/TotBooksTotPacksALL.html">this</a> I was THRILLED! We used her Cars themed tot book, and Connor has been having a blast with it! We made a numbers one as well, but I'll cover that in a later post.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here is the cover, which I designed using pictures I found through google.</div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5181.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5181.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>This is the inside of the book, with everything closed.</div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5182.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5182.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Here are the color and shape books:</div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5183.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5183.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Here is the name book, and the counting cards:</div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5185.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5185.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>And of course, here he is enjoying it!</div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5199.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5199.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5201.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5201.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/?action=view&current=IMG_5203.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Samantha616/IMG_5203.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-91242947511161965312010-07-27T09:53:00.001-07:002010-07-27T09:54:34.649-07:00Coolest Dinosaur EVER!<a href="http://www.boogerbearcreations.com/2010/07/giveaway-happy-birthday-wedding.html">http://www.boogerbearcreations.com/2010/07/giveaway-happy-birthday-wedding.html</a><div><br /></div><div>Just doing my part to support a Work At Home Mom, and hopefully win a dinosaur for Connor!</div>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-30304582302998890472010-07-09T14:45:00.000-07:002010-07-09T18:16:16.799-07:00Camping 2010!Our yearly camping trip was another adventure!<br /><br />We got there on Tuesday afternoon (7-6-10) after a longer-than-usual drive. Our car overheated on the mountain, so we really had to nurse her up there, stopping often to cool down. By the time we got there, Connor was pretty cranky, but when we got his tricycle out he was happy again. We set up camp, did a bit of exploring and started dinner. I premade some tin foil dinners for us, made up of cubed steak, potatoes, carrots, celery, Lea & Perrens, and a bit of salt and pepper. We had some corn on the cob as well, and banana boats for dessert. Banana boats are too sweet for my taste, but they're a kid favorite. Just slice a banana legnthwise, leaving the outside peel intact. Stuff with mini marshmallows and chocolate chips, seal with peanut butter, and wrap in foil. Bury them in hot coals for about 10 minutes and eat with a spoon.<br /><br />Bedtime was nice and easy, and thankfully we had enough of our normal routine for Connor to go down without any problems. The girls were in their tent, giggling long into the night. We were up with the sun, and had ziplock omelets for breakfast. (These are super easy. Break two eggs into a ziplock bag, add whatever ingredients you like, and boil for 15 minutes. They fall right out.) <br /><br />We took some easy walks, fixed our natural bathtub that had been flooded and filled with sand, and watched the wildlife.Connor had tons of fun chasing butterflies and looking for birds, but walks were a bit stressful for all of us. He's still really prone to falling, so we couldn't get too many steps away from him out of fear that he'd fall in the creek. He didn't like this restriction very much. As long as he was allowed to lead, he was pretty happy though.<br /><br />Wednesday was wrapped up with steaks and carrots, and of course S'mores! We tried making breadsticks over the campfire, but they were a lot of work and not anything special to eat. By Thursday morning, we were all tired and ready for a shower, so we headed home. The trip home was easier since it was downhill, but we're pretty sure we blew a head gasket. For now it looks fixable, so fingers are crossed!<br /><br /><br />This is Sara and Megan's tent<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDedc0e48iI/AAAAAAAAAY0/GqB6fSFTAYg/s1600/101_2315.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDedc0e48iI/AAAAAAAAAY0/GqB6fSFTAYg/s400/101_2315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492031389051712034" border="0" /></a>This is our tent, with my and Chris' bed on the right and Connor's bed on the left.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDeddbX_RLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xV_At3EGDio/s1600/IMG_4457.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDeddbX_RLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xV_At3EGDio/s400/IMG_4457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492031399491749042" border="0" /></a>Connor checking out his new bed.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDedd5R9uTI/AAAAAAAAAZE/iQteKKvIgco/s1600/IMG_4465.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDedd5R9uTI/AAAAAAAAAZE/iQteKKvIgco/s400/IMG_4465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492031407519545650" border="0" /></a>Our campsite: The trailer is on the far left, with our tent right next to it. Then you can see the firewood, and through those trees is a small hill that leads to the creek. To the far right is Sara and Megans tent.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDedesbpzOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Z-yzzjKXTDI/s1600/IMG_4469.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDedesbpzOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Z-yzzjKXTDI/s400/IMG_4469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492031421250391266" border="0" /></a>Our creek<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDedfBS70SI/AAAAAAAAAZU/vCyaBJWT3FM/s1600/IMG_4474.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDedfBS70SI/AAAAAAAAAZU/vCyaBJWT3FM/s400/IMG_4474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492031426850967842" border="0" /></a>Mary Jane on her run.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfEB-S-DBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Yd62CV5kduo/s1600/IMG_4509.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfEB-S-DBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Yd62CV5kduo/s400/IMG_4509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492073808783084562" border="0" /></a>Connor taking a nap right after we finished setting up camp.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfEBexj3YI/AAAAAAAAAZc/yYU0wKwyNKI/s1600/IMG_4490.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfEBexj3YI/AAAAAAAAAZc/yYU0wKwyNKI/s400/IMG_4490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492073800321457538" border="0" /></a>Connor and his evil laugh.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfECS_CjqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/fnbKzQ93OZs/s1600/IMG_4532.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfECS_CjqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/fnbKzQ93OZs/s400/IMG_4532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492073814336638626" border="0" /></a>The girls bright and early Wednesday morning.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfEC-vrFYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uVUsxnzJwnA/s1600/IMG_4533.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfEC-vrFYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uVUsxnzJwnA/s400/IMG_4533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492073826083345794" border="0" /></a>Getting a drink out of the irrigation pipe that feeds our natural bathtub.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfEDU-WDCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B5GlW_ovqPQ/s1600/IMG_4563.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfEDU-WDCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B5GlW_ovqPQ/s400/IMG_4563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492073832050461730" border="0" /></a>Cleaning the sand and muck out of the natural bathtub.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfIn4G9WNI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1TX4mvFT0lc/s1600/IMG_4556.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfIn4G9WNI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1TX4mvFT0lc/s400/IMG_4556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492078858003634386" border="0" /></a>Connor running around the campsite.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfIod2oU9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Ml_jl95ayDI/s1600/IMG_4592.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TDfIod2oU9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Ml_jl95ayDI/s400/IMG_4592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492078868135695314" border="0" /></a>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-58096085602387681932010-06-18T07:35:00.000-07:002010-06-18T08:46:15.554-07:00Happy Birthday!My baby boy turned two this week! We had a small party at the park, and he had a blast. He got three different tractors (well, two tractors and a dump truck), a couple of books, a Slinky Dog from Toy Story, a stuffed Buzz Lightyear, a My Pal Scout (stuffed dog that learns his name and favorite things), some cars, and a squirt gun. The dump truck was the clear favorite, but all of his presents have gotten tons of play time.<br /><br />In other news, he is talking enough to drive the most patient person insane, but it's awesome. On the way to the store yesterday, he told me that he has shoes about 392 times. No sentences yet, but he's putting two words together on a regular basis. The potty thing is still slow, but we are determined not to stress out on it. He'll do it when he's ready, and in the meantime I'll just take him to the potty whenever he asks. He does ask from time to time, but it's not often enough to make me think that he's really ready. I'd rather have him in diapers until he's 4 than stress all of us out over accidents and crying. At this rate though, I think he's going to get it pretty soon.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuHsiO8TYI/AAAAAAAAAXs/YSPCEKAxlTk/s1600/IMG_4344.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuHsiO8TYI/AAAAAAAAAXs/YSPCEKAxlTk/s400/IMG_4344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484126170427182466" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuHtVAsdJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RRlcMUpzOgc/s1600/IMG_4352.JPG"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuHtVAsdJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RRlcMUpzOgc/s1600/IMG_4352.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuHtVAsdJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RRlcMUpzOgc/s400/IMG_4352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484126184057631890" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuHt5StL9I/AAAAAAAAAX8/sfZcuKKROWw/s1600/IMG_4365.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuHt5StL9I/AAAAAAAAAX8/sfZcuKKROWw/s400/IMG_4365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484126193796853714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuLtrweEyI/AAAAAAAAAYE/kJtWTM4RSJg/s1600/IMG_5860.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuLtrweEyI/AAAAAAAAAYE/kJtWTM4RSJg/s400/IMG_5860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484130588210107170" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuLuRkoS8I/AAAAAAAAAYM/zSe-96stgoo/s1600/IMG_5865.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuLuRkoS8I/AAAAAAAAAYM/zSe-96stgoo/s400/IMG_5865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484130598360992706" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuLu5vLG1I/AAAAAAAAAYU/avWtE4uSCyM/s1600/IMG_5883.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuLu5vLG1I/AAAAAAAAAYU/avWtE4uSCyM/s400/IMG_5883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484130609142635346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuR1O3mP3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/6lH0FWHLHNg/s1600/IMG_5917.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuR1O3mP3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/6lH0FWHLHNg/s400/IMG_5917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484137314964094834" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuR1hKDO3I/AAAAAAAAAYk/chBSxscMAzw/s1600/IMG_5925.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuR1hKDO3I/AAAAAAAAAYk/chBSxscMAzw/s400/IMG_5925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484137319873330034" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuR2FTqT1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/AN3CvSBaCZ0/s1600/IMG_5930.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/TBuR2FTqT1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/AN3CvSBaCZ0/s400/IMG_5930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484137329577316178" border="0" /></a>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-22648574073790169692010-05-31T12:17:00.000-07:002010-05-31T12:26:34.266-07:00A very sad postA friend of mine lost her son in a horrible accident this weekend, on May 29, 2010. Her name is Tamika, and her son's name was Gabriel. He was only 4 years old. It was her baby's first birthday, and they had a few friends over for a bbq. The kids were in a friends SUV watching a movie, when the battery drained. Tamika was inside with the baby, and her husband was outside with the kids and a couple of adult friends. The husband and one of the friends went in search of some jumper cables, leaving the kids with the other adult friend.<br /><br />The woman who was left watching them walked away, and one of the older kids bumped the car into neutral. The SUV rolled backwards into Gabriel and the lit BBQ, pinning him and it against the house. Tamika was the first one to get to him. She tried to move the car, but she wasn't strong enough. She tried to administer CPR, but she wasn't able to. <br /><br />He suffered 2nd and 3rd degree burns, as well as head trauma and cardiac arrest. He died in the hospital.<br /><br />Her friends have set up a paypal account to accept contributions for his final expenses. If you can give, please give. If you can't give, please pass this story along. Any help we can get to her is needed.<br /><br />The address to the paypal account is gabrielhinton@yahoo.com A link to the news article is <a href="http://www.newstalk1160.com/suv-rolls-over-dekalb-child">here</a>.<a href="http://www.newstalk1160.com/suv-rolls-over-dekalb-child"><br /></a>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-20791669592622369962010-05-24T10:07:00.000-07:002010-05-24T10:14:45.779-07:00The little thingsSometimes I stop to think about the little things that Connor does, and it makes me sad to think that, in time, I will probably forget most of them.<br /><br />Like how he's been a little parrot with his talking skills for a couple of months now, but he still won't say "I love you" no matter how hard we try.<br /><br />Or how he's already trying to call me "mom" instead of "mommy."<br /><br />Or the cute little way his bottom lip sticks out when he puckers up for a kiss.<br /><br />Or that his first big owie was on his left foot, when he stepped on the screw outside.<br /><br />Or how he will suck air in through his nose and squish up his face when he points at me, and how he knows that this is the fastest way to make me laugh when I'm getting frustrated.<br /><br />Or that he loves riding in the car so much, he's learned how to buckle himself in, and so far, he's never tried to get out of his car seat while we're driving.<br /><br />Or how he wants nothing more than to sit with me all day long. Knowing that this will be gone someday helps me get through the frustration of being attached to him from morning to night.<br /><br />Or how often I forget to watch him when he has a drink and a bowl of food at the same time, because no matter what the meal is, he will pour the drink over his food like cereal and milk every time.<br /><br />I never want to forget these things, but I know there are a thousand little things like it that I've already forgotten.BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-67234258241015976032010-05-15T16:07:00.000-07:002010-05-15T16:25:23.884-07:00Glitter!This was a learning day for us. Connor learned all about green glitter, and I learned a cool trick for getting it out of laundry. You have to saturate the glitter with hair spray, then let it dry completely and it will come out in the washing machine. DO NOT shake it until after the hairspray has dried, or you'll have to spray a much larger area.<br /><br />Oh, and don't leave glitter where toddlers can get to us. That was the big lesson of the day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S-8sRxBnMrI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Ux4N3R1gv30/s1600/IMG_4234.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S-8sRxBnMrI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Ux4N3R1gv30/s400/IMG_4234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471640756007940786" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S-8sSdDoqLI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BRHWdpWfDfU/s1600/IMG_4236.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S-8sSdDoqLI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BRHWdpWfDfU/s400/IMG_4236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471640767827585202" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S-8sS76fjnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/eW_wpUp0RAw/s1600/IMG_4237.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S-8sS76fjnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/eW_wpUp0RAw/s400/IMG_4237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471640776110739058" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S-8sS76fjnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/eW_wpUp0RAw/s1600/IMG_4237.JPG"><br /></a>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-55264267755389255012010-05-02T21:57:00.000-07:002010-05-02T22:05:34.492-07:00Story time with ConnorWe just finished our bedtime story. Here's a rundown.<p>I asked Connor if he was ready for bed. He screeched "NO!" and ran to Daddy. I asked him if he was ready for a book, and he just about tripped over himself to turn around and head for bed.</p><p>We grabbed his basket next to his bed and put all of them away, then we picked out new ones.</p><p>He got in bed, sitting down facing me while I was on a chair next to him, and picked a book for me to read. Tonight he didn't want his own, which is cool with me but it's a first. We had a lift-the-flap little people zoo book. He lifted all of the flaps on the first page about 5 times while I struggled to keep up and tell him what they animals were. We were halfway through the second page when he closed the book and put it away.</p><p>Then he grabbed a truck book. We got through about half of them, with me telling him the names of the different trucks (dump truck, fire truck, bulldozer, etc) and him trying to repeat them. Half way through, he closed it and put it away.</p><p>Then on to a dinosaur pop-up book. That was cool until we got to a stegosaurus eating some grass. It scared him and he wouldn't come out from behind his pillow until I put it away.</p><p>Then to a fairy tale book, until he realized that there were actual sentences in it. We didn't get through a paragraph.</p><p>We did the lift-the-flap zoo book again, then the truck book again, and he was ready to be done. I turned the lights off, we listened to his glow-worm a few times, and I kissed him goodnight.</p>It's not a very restful storytime, but it works! lol<br /><br />This picture has nothing to do with storytime, but it's just too good not to share.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S95Y9PGOGcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/VzvWblDJDgA/s1600/IMG_4152.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S95Y9PGOGcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/VzvWblDJDgA/s400/IMG_4152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466904806722247106" border="0" /></a>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-696835876417230732010-04-30T12:11:00.000-07:002010-04-30T12:22:25.739-07:00Thoughts on schoolChris and I have already been putting some thought into Connors education, and we're both really leaning toward homeschool. The public school in our area is very substandard. The entire district is stretched too thin, and even the best teachers are showing wear lately. It's true, of course, that we still have several years before Connor starts kindergarten in the 2013-2014 school year, but I have serious doubts that things will change drastically enough for me to be comfortable in 3 1/2 short years.<br /><br />Besides that, the more I learn, the more I'm just not crazy about the institution as a whole. Of course public and private schools have kicked out millions of incredibly intelligent and well rounded adults, but I really question if it's the best way. Every child, every person, has their strengths and weaknesses, so is it really beneficial to make an entire class work at the same pace? It works, but is it best?<br /><br />We're not decided yet, but I've been doing research anyway. Yes, I know that I think too much and plan too far into the future, but you should all know that about me by now. I have a need to feel prepared for whatever I can predict. It makes me feel sane to think ahead.<br /><br />The idea of unschooling (not to be confused with the radical unschooling that has been in the media lately) is really catching my attention. I'm not convinced that it's a great idea for an entire schooling career, but for at least primary grades it really seems to make sense. If I had to make a decision right now, I think we would start with unschooling, and gradually work in a flexible curriculum.<br /><br />And in case anyone is wondering, it is all very legal in California. Our laws are actually very easy going when it comes to homeschooling. I have to submit a letter of intent once a year, and keep attendance records. If investigated, I need to show that he is being taught in English, and that we are introducing all major subjects. All of this is to qualify our home as a private school, with Chris and I as teachers, administrators, and staff.<br /><br />Anyway, it's all just thoughts right now, nothing solid. It's a very easy idea to get used to though. Plus with all of the extra curricular activities present in the area, he won't have any trouble at all finding friends and socializing with his peers.BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-35287820871348376572010-04-26T08:44:00.000-07:002010-04-26T09:20:07.994-07:00Connors first black eye<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S9W1o0hSGSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wN474iGd-yU/s1600/IMG_4159.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S9W1o0hSGSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wN474iGd-yU/s400/IMG_4159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464473435781601570" border="0" /></a><br />Poor little guy. Daddy was chasing him around the house, and he tripped and landed right into a stool. And yes, that's mustard on his nose. :)<br /><br />Connor is talking up a storm lately. He says so many words I can't even list them any more. No sentences yet, but he's getting close. Well, unless adding "please" onto the end of a word counts as a sentence. I don't think that counts though. Right now he wants me to open the front door, so every time I'm not looking, he knocks on the wall so I'll think that someone is there. He's a genius, I'm telling you!<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUN0Gl7YOYY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUN0Gl7YOYY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-81912893805404770202010-04-21T08:51:00.000-07:002010-04-21T08:58:52.150-07:00Connors new bedThanks to Grandpa Bill and Grandma Lori (LorLor), Connor got the racecar bed that I've been longing for ever since before he was born! It's called a Step2 Stock Car bed, and it converts from a toddler to a twin mattress. We couldn't have dreamed of an easier conversion to a big boy bed. He absolutely adores it, and everyone who comes over is instantly dragged into his bedroom to adore it, even if they've already seen it. He spends almost half of his time playing and climbing on it, and has slept through the night with no issues at all.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S88gUVb6p2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xNX6jqESt-o/s1600/101_2274.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S88gUVb6p2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xNX6jqESt-o/s400/101_2274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462620406747408226" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S88gUkuHJJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/yWG46j1QyK0/s1600/101_2276.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S88gUkuHJJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/yWG46j1QyK0/s400/101_2276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462620410850256018" border="0" /></a>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-85491571643268496152010-03-31T08:36:00.000-07:002010-03-31T10:52:20.722-07:00Catching upOk, so it's been, what, 8 months since I last posted? I really thought I would be awesome at this mommy blogging thing, especially with my love of sharing pictures, but I'm really lousy at it, aren't I?So what's been going on? My baby turned into a toddler, that's what! He's in to everything we don't want him in to, and he gets out of everything we want to keep him in!<br /><br />The easiest (and funnest) way to catch up is with pictures! I'll start digging back in July, when the last post was, and work my way up to now!<br /><br />At 13 months, Connor started walking. The cats were most unhappy with this, but he sure was pleased!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7Ntz_Mw3oI/AAAAAAAAAUA/r37_H7u6aBM/s1600/IMG_1312.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7Ntz_Mw3oI/AAAAAAAAAUA/r37_H7u6aBM/s400/IMG_1312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454824313581526658" border="0" /></a>At 14 months he got a new tricycle. He still loves this thing! It's convertible, so at first you can put the big handle underneath it to make it a rocking ride-on toy. We're about ready to take off the big handle all-together to make it a traditional trike.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7NvpuOXImI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1RAzS40CHKE/s1600/IMG_1416.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7NvpuOXImI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1RAzS40CHKE/s400/IMG_1416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454826336249389666" border="0" /></a>At 15 months, we took a trip to San Diego to visit with some of my Cloth Diapering friends from the internet. It was a lot of fun to meet other crunchy mamas like myself, and Connor had a blast and made lots of new friends.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7NxQID6akI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i9uHvU-L7iI/s1600/post_1009275_1254107728_med.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7NxQID6akI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i9uHvU-L7iI/s400/post_1009275_1254107728_med.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454828095531543106" border="0" /></a>16 months saw Halloween! Connor was the cutest clown in town, in my humble opinion, of course!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7NyZ98Rj5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/QJcD3nfoeLc/s1600/IMG_3430.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7NyZ98Rj5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/QJcD3nfoeLc/s400/IMG_3430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454829364125470610" border="0" /></a>17 months saw our first snowstorm of the year, and Connor played in it all day!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7NzvlwqScI/AAAAAAAAAUg/xilovmkQSF0/s1600/IMG_3542.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7NzvlwqScI/AAAAAAAAAUg/xilovmkQSF0/s400/IMG_3542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454830835103058370" border="0" /></a><br />18 months saw Christmas! Yay! Santa was NOT a hit this year....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N6DGr9oaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/loRRk5ReAug/s1600/IMG_3569.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N6DGr9oaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/loRRk5ReAug/s400/IMG_3569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454837767429005730" border="0" /></a><br />The new car from Grandpa Bill was a BIG hit though!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N6DtNoLLI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qXsQoA8WKz8/s1600/IMG_3614.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N6DtNoLLI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qXsQoA8WKz8/s400/IMG_3614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454837777770753202" border="0" /></a><br />The Wiggles have taken over our lives ever since....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N6EopzAeI/AAAAAAAAAVA/cbNotxWNReM/s1600/IMG_3634.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N6EopzAeI/AAAAAAAAAVA/cbNotxWNReM/s400/IMG_3634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454837793726595554" border="0" /></a><br />And dinner with Grandma Joyce was delicious, of course!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N6EEC7vDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Bg58PbDZoT0/s1600/IMG_3624.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N6EEC7vDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Bg58PbDZoT0/s400/IMG_3624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454837783899913266" border="0" /></a>At 19 months, he learned how to eat with a fork!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N9Va8GgwI/AAAAAAAAAVI/NNE6i5Hpd_4/s1600/IMG_3715.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N9Va8GgwI/AAAAAAAAAVI/NNE6i5Hpd_4/s400/IMG_3715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454841380637934338" border="0" /></a>It doesn't always work as planned...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N9VztJ8qI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ILdE9ulbEXY/s1600/IMG_3716.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N9VztJ8qI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ILdE9ulbEXY/s400/IMG_3716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454841387286131362" border="0" /></a><br />But he has fun anyway!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N9WQZDeYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/vdOzvq11Bqo/s1600/IMG_3718.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7N9WQZDeYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/vdOzvq11Bqo/s400/IMG_3718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454841394986449282" border="0" /></a><br />19 months also saw a new haircut!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OBeSgWaPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/lB8KsFkCD9k/s1600/IMG_3772.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OBeSgWaPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/lB8KsFkCD9k/s400/IMG_3772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454845931039385842" border="0" /></a><br />20 months didn't see a lot of action, but he sure is handsome!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OEV7UTnSI/AAAAAAAAAVo/zhqIJBjiW7w/s1600/IMG_3905.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OEV7UTnSI/AAAAAAAAAVo/zhqIJBjiW7w/s400/IMG_3905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454849085910785314" border="0" /></a><br />And 21 months brought my favorite time of year, SPRING!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OKD1skySI/AAAAAAAAAVw/vEIbEoRXvcg/s1600/IMG_3940.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OKD1skySI/AAAAAAAAAVw/vEIbEoRXvcg/s400/IMG_3940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454855372234082594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OKEaJc_TI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MnaNmMFWVMc/s1600/IMG_3958.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OKEaJc_TI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MnaNmMFWVMc/s400/IMG_3958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454855382018882866" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OKE98h-GI/AAAAAAAAAWA/6c0xheHzShY/s1600/IMG_4077.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OKE98h-GI/AAAAAAAAAWA/6c0xheHzShY/s400/IMG_4077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454855391628359778" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OKFi4jTzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Kp6GLN24Wh8/s1600/IMG_4088.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/S7OKFi4jTzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Kp6GLN24Wh8/s400/IMG_4088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454855401543782194" border="0" /></a>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-73607364850194733602009-07-12T20:37:00.001-07:002009-07-12T21:39:28.366-07:00Tracks of a Central Californian Dirt Eating Stink Bug<div><div><div>Have you ever seen one of these before? Check out the crazy tracks...<br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357786946365063234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/Slqu10hQgEI/AAAAAAAAATI/sbP9ll6hQ_E/s400/IMG_1165.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357786950170942194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/Slqu2CspmvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lFkl1gr4xvE/s400/IMG_1166.JPG" />And the creature that creates them...</div><div><br /> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 416px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357790098181386530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SlqxtR808SI/AAAAAAAAATY/pg0IvVq1R64/s400/IMG_1182.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 413px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357790131527194210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SlqxvOLFlmI/AAAAAAAAATg/6tRd_FVVa_k/s400/IMG_1184.JPG" /></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357796599263585682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/Slq3nsXm5ZI/AAAAAAAAATo/IYBBgYl0Wbc/s400/IMG_1171.JPG" /></div><br /><div>He's still not walking on his own, but he can crawl like nobody's business! Once he gets to the dirt though, he's up on all fours because he doesn't like how it feels on his knees. He does the same thing in the grass. Too cute!<br /><br /><div>He's a pro at using his push toys though...</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357796601236111378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/Slq3nzt5QBI/AAAAAAAAATw/xzBeflRcuWQ/s400/IMG_1190.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357798717963219698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/Slq5jBI9svI/AAAAAAAAAT4/rGYUsfwRens/s400/IMG_1115.JPG" /></div></div>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-5062979663033039012009-06-27T11:56:00.000-07:002009-06-27T13:38:29.548-07:00Connor's first birthday!!!Sorry I'm so late posting this, life has been crazy!<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div> </div><div>Connors first birthday was wonderful. I only cried a few times too. :) The past year has gone by so fast, I can barely believe it. He's super close to walking now, and can walk with only one hand being held. He's just started to let go when he's standing too, but only for a second. He's more and more toddler and less and less baby every day.</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352090056528233250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZxjMFEAyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/495RrhQP53o/s400/IMG_4466.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352090059393432386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZxjWwLe0I/AAAAAAAAARY/utlOvbbbhKk/s400/IMG_4505.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352090078786304610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZxke_zOmI/AAAAAAAAARw/0AarwfXAE5E/s400/IMG_4539.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352090068979615826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZxj6dtCFI/AAAAAAAAARg/YW_wqzD1eDE/s400/IMG_4475.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352090071993916050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZxkFsXmpI/AAAAAAAAARo/eBOCeDMPFKA/s400/IMG_4491.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352105427975933906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZ_h7LyD9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/7uAi4Z-mDhQ/s400/IMG_3732.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352105416964427810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZ_hSKb0CI/AAAAAAAAASw/atvUycHFa8Q/s400/IMG_3727.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352098589729199474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZ5T4utlXI/AAAAAAAAASI/F2SS1ajyTeI/s400/IMG_4596+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352098584399287810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZ5Tk39lgI/AAAAAAAAASA/vLxnNCp7pTw/s400/IMG_4566.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352098580098570882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZ5TU2l2oI/AAAAAAAAAR4/gwurBtrAhn8/s400/IMG_4559.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352105429547308626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZ_iBCbVlI/AAAAAAAAATA/vdWqyKdnYcQ/s400/IMG_3783.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352098595527123202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZ5UOVC4QI/AAAAAAAAASQ/XtgRrVR5Quc/s400/IMG_4638.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352098598540582306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZ5UZjgnaI/AAAAAAAAASY/z7-ru9QP5Hc/s400/IMG_4677.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352105414542039602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZ_hJI5GjI/AAAAAAAAASo/77ELzhuy7sk/s400/IMG_4656.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352105412081270642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SkZ_g_-Mv3I/AAAAAAAAASg/67MWXVwiIhU/s400/IMG_4496.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-79029164397810184472009-06-15T06:55:00.001-07:002009-06-15T07:56:09.288-07:00Happy Birthday Connor!!!Today my baby is one year old! When did this happen? It can't be! How did we go from this:<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347555313230255554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SjZVOY3XlcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bLrkVW0u-Pk/s400/IMG_1894.jpg" border="0" />To this?<br /><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347555316191560402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SjZVOj5ZgtI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Ke5Zwioc7CA/s400/IMG_0761.JPG" border="0" />We have a party planned today, so there are lots of pictures to come. I did forget to post about his first haircut though. It was last Wednesday, and we went to a place called Cool Cuts for Kids in Bakersfield. He absolutely HATED it, but the woman who did it was super fast so it was over with quickly. Here's the before:<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347560649615021922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SjZaFAcpF2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/rROojBcw9Zw/s400/IMG_0719.JPG" border="0" />And a few during:<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347560654911789090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SjZaFULfWCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/IWgmVJgp02g/s400/IMG_0722.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347560660878034498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SjZaFqZ9BkI/AAAAAAAAAQw/q0Y043cvLwE/s400/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>And here are a couple after shots:</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347560665132130482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SjZaF6QNYLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/NmN3IqzwMyI/s400/IMG_0726.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347560667048107938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SjZaGBZA36I/AAAAAAAAARA/M27Uw-UnE3M/s400/IMG_0729.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347567332547757250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SjZgKAT-BMI/AAAAAAAAARI/iLoZiO5Fl5c/s400/IMG_0737.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-377326695828272262009-05-11T10:28:00.000-07:002009-05-11T11:06:08.687-07:00Looking forward to summer<div><div><div>Things are still moving along around here. I work in a public school that did major layoffs this year, and I was one of the unlucky ones to get a pink slip. BUT our program (after school) was approved for a waiver that gives us full funding next year, so I do have a job after all! So now I can go back to looking forward to summer for the vacation, instead of worrying about it as the end of my job.</div><br /><div>Connor is a regular pro at pulling up and cruising now. He can even get back down on his own! (That was a big challenge for a while) We're getting closer and closer to his first birthday, and I'm not ready at all! I think we're going with a Mario Brother's theme, which should be fun.</div><br /><div>I am really looking forward to this summer. We want to go camping at least twice, maybe three times if we can make it work. Nights are usually warm enough by the end of June, so that will give us a good two months free for camping. There is also a family reunion in June, which should be a lot of fun. Connor loves car rides and meeting new people, so I'm hoping he has a good time.</div><br /><div>And of course, here are a few new pictures!</div><div> </div><div>Connor decided that he hated his playpen, so we went to Amazon.com and turned it in to a ball pit! Yay! Now I can cook breakfast in peace!</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334625778601395794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/Sghl4a8thlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jPW_ekNcyb0/s400/IMG_0541.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334625784376549698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/Sghl4wdnYUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/YoPQ6SJMkKU/s400/IMG_0563.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334625780769251170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/Sghl4jBkX2I/AAAAAAAAAQA/VxddZ8s0BuM/s400/IMG_0562.JPG" border="0" /></div></div>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-79523897982244438492009-05-02T09:55:00.001-07:002009-05-02T10:38:41.967-07:00Happy Birthday Megan!I'm a bad mommy. I totally forgot to post on Megan's 14th birthday! But missing it wasn't so bad, because now you can get a picture of her chowing down on her birthday cookie! <div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Here she is at around 8 years old or so:</div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331278658767945282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SfyBsZ57_kI/AAAAAAAAAPo/n_Oes1ldkbM/s400/megan1.JPG" border="0" /></div></div><br /><p>And here she is on her birthday, last Saturday (the 25th)</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331282198156253490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SfyE6bJ3mTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/jJguj_68wYk/s400/IMG_0498.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p></p>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-17635470027704249322009-04-12T13:12:00.000-07:002009-04-12T14:20:22.183-07:00Happy Easter!<div><div><div><div><div><div>We threw conservative parenting out the window and let Connor have a chocolate bunny for Easter. It was a huge mess, which of course means it was a ton of fun!</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323905870934084978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeJQLq6kjXI/AAAAAAAAAO4/m0n1G3A0Kz8/s400/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323905874109998146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeJQL2vxJEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/UxCzODABhBk/s400/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323905880567056354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeJQMOzQB-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/xUZ5N9vpUzs/s400/IMG_0353.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323905881105758498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeJQMQzr-SI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/NZVXOnZAtzw/s400/IMG_0366.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323905886809602754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeJQMmDlusI/AAAAAAAAAPY/TLPxdhM31VU/s400/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323917667694268194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeJa6VRXzyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/o5oKX5NhTP4/s400/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-65001317281900197852009-04-11T06:44:00.000-07:002009-04-11T08:34:09.210-07:00February? Man, I'm bad at this blog thing anymore.<div><div><div><div><div>February? I haven't posted since FEBRUARY? Oh my, I'm not very good at this, am I?<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div>Well, today is Sara's 16th birthday. It's not as scary as it sounds. Sara is a good girl. The filter between her brain and her mouth is a bit too thin sometimes, but she has one of the kindest hearts I've ever had the honor of meeting.</div><br /><div>Happy Birthday Sara!</div><div> </div><div>Here she is circa 2003, and about a month ago. Yes, that is Connors beanie on her head.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323431280318566098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCgi3GXTtI/AAAAAAAAALw/VFPaUybECg0/s400/do+I+have+to.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323431285450583650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCgjKN7rmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/NURJJsBCpKc/s400/IMG_0106.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div>As for Connor, he is growing in leaps and bounds. He is 21.5 lbs (63rd percentile) and 29.75 inches long (86th percentile). He is army crawling all over the house, and just started pulling up a few days ago. He's not too good at the whole getting down part yet, but he's getting really tired of falling, so I'm sure he'll figure it out soon enough. </div><br /><div>He has also officially gone on a baby food strike. He will only eat finger foods for a bit over a month now. It's fun, but frustrating also. It was so much easier to get a balanced diet inside of him when I could feed him with a spoon now and then. I'm having to get much more creative now. Mealtime is also MUCH messier now, as you'll see in the pictures I'm about to upload!</div><br /><div align="left">Oh, and of course I have more pictures of my fancy cloth diapers and his very first head bonk, as well as a few shots of those first teeth! </div><br /><div align="center"><br />Bathtime!<br /></div><div align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323436107588270002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCk72FJd7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/u2R6ZBkjVcE/s400/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div><br /><div align="center">Mmmm... Carrots!<br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323436102646251618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCk7jq4QGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/MNc0TkNRYt0/s400/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /><br /></div><div align="center">We love Mr. Bubbles!<br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323436100901388194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCk7dK3v6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DJ-YMpZC91Q/s400/101_1921.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">Big toothy grin!<br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323436093789708722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCk7CrUIbI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2HSM3Fy8afI/s400/101_1906.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">Eli Monster All In One Punk Rock diaper<br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323436092626001490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCk6-V3XlI/AAAAAAAAAMA/7pyd_wmvJ5s/s400/101_1904.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center">Yay for kitties!<br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323441877897684418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCqLuKHpcI/AAAAAAAAANA/heu2jJdbklY/s400/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Oh yeah, I'm that cool.</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323441872344996018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCqLZeQWLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ALLyjiLz0bQ/s400/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">I love to brush my teeth! I even give Mommy a turn once in a while.</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323441868088184498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCqLJnWjrI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FLhblIBWl2Q/s400/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Pat-a-cake is my favorite game.</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323441861981190946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCqKy3VOyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/aAKeVKz50ME/s400/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" /></div></div><div align="center">I feed myself... sort of.</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446540355059058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCubHKlPXI/AAAAAAAAANg/blGwGvF-DT8/s400/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Hanging out with Daddy</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446534495461362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCuaxVi3_I/AAAAAAAAANY/CviYRRCZY_4/s400/IMG_0181.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">The first bonk.</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446529138823282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCuadYbEHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/HpTTW57_kTo/s400/IMG_0168.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Watch out world, I'm crawling!</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446546260621250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeCubdKk98I/AAAAAAAAANo/McOK1espK78/s400/IMG_0226.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div><br /><p> </p><p align="center">Mommy wanted a photo shoot for Earth Day, but I didn't think that was a good idea.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323454316875213746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeC1fw9d67I/AAAAAAAAANw/I1YT9yk7eRQ/s400/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Where's Connor?</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323454323956628338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeC1gLVzu3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/jCNxa9WJzw8/s400/IMG_0313.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Peek-a-Boo!</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323454332739806178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeC1gsD4Y-I/AAAAAAAAAOA/U-d3rOXjnoU/s400/IMG_0310.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Almost there...</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323454334599668066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeC1gy_ToWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Ulf9Tly_ojg/s400/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">And I'm standing!!!</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323454341159857250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SeC1hLbYLGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PI0xaa94PBM/s400/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" /></p>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-24404156701172403512009-02-17T21:14:00.000-08:002009-02-17T21:19:11.822-08:00First messI almost forgot! We had our first "Mommy turned around for a second and Connor made a mess" moment. He got ahold of his yogurt melts and shook them out all over the floor.<br /><div><div> </div><div>I'm going to have my hands full!</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304002406759270258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SZuaFk60B3I/AAAAAAAAALQ/leQRz_x0r8w/s400/101_1857.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304002413882218162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SZuaF_dDlrI/AAAAAAAAALY/CTTL4s4HcEw/s400/101_1860.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div></div>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-37678037400978743282009-02-17T21:01:00.000-08:002009-02-17T21:13:50.707-08:00Teeth!!!<div><div><div>Connor went through another milestone spurt these past couple weeks. He can sit up on his own for longer and longer now. He's still not to the point where I can just leave him sitting up (if I let him fall he gets VERY angry with me) but he's really getting the hang of it. He is also rolling all over the house now, and trying very hard to crawl.</div><br /><div>And and and? He cut TWO teeth this weekend! The first, bottom right, showed up Valentines Day morning, and the one right next to it was there the next day! Wow!</div><br /><div>His favorite game is still peek-a-boo, but gimme-five is very popular as well.</div><div> </div><div>This is my favorite shirt EVER.</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303999621425402834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SZuXjcveE9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ldI_GrgqfYg/s400/101_1814.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>And here is a pair of pants I made all by myself! They are fleece too, so they double as a diaper cover! Woot!</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303999638879659138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SZuXkdw45II/AAAAAAAAALI/3oFhnnJFut4/s400/101_1856.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div><br /><p>And here is the newest diaper to our stash. This is a dyed Drybees Gone Natural. The woman who makes and sells these was trying out a new method of dyeing them, and needed testers, and we got on the list early enough! Yay! It is made from Organic Bamboo Velour and Organic Bamboo Fleece and is absolutely the softest thing I have ever put my hands on.</p><p>And no, part of the deal for testing was not advertising. I just LOVE this diaper!</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303999629336497634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SZuXj6NnzeI/AAAAAAAAALA/ErKZ_xQyGOw/s400/101_1832.JPG" border="0" /></p>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-39213958616169147002009-01-31T13:49:00.000-08:002009-01-31T14:33:01.723-08:00Catching upIt has been FAR too long since I posted! I swear I meant to post way more often than once a month when I started this blog!<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Things have been going really well. We survived our first flu with flying colors. It was not pretty, but Connor got over it in about 2 days. But since he got an ear infection at the same time, he wasn't 100% for about a week.</div><div> </div><div>He is really trying to learn to crawl. I think he'll be doing the army crawl soon. Still not sitting up on his own on the floor, but we hold him so much he doesn't have much motivation to do it himself! I'm not worried at all. He's only going to be a baby once, and I want to eat it up as long as I can.<br /></div><br /><div>And now, a picture explosion!</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297586501782500482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTO2wWmdII/AAAAAAAAAKY/f_R7SIeDOqo/s400/IMG_3609.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297586498460223122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTO2j-ghpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HxArpnUdm34/s400/IMG_3594.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297582130379214178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTK4Tm1zWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Lb2LC24zQS4/s400/IMG_3511.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297582125989978610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTK4DQXYfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9Ez7tFoXzwc/s400/101_1742.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297582120819801906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTK3v_svzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BrEMfoCY5U0/s400/101_1740.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297580330544281186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTJPiswNmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/K9hPeedJVVQ/s400/101_1796.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297580328699754098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTJPb0-9nI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Qam2ehFO_rs/s400/101_1795.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297580320838480610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTJO-itcuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/tKwVxIINKmI/s400/101_1794.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297588502793860466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTQrOs4tXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rtvBdl616n0/s400/101_1702.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297588506581485170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTQrcz7RnI/AAAAAAAAAKo/J_B6hr89c4k/s400/101_1705.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297588509523668482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SYTQrnxZbgI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VArFUNaewiY/s400/101_1703.JPG" border="0" />BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123317778560417261.post-51180540776474104942008-12-27T20:39:00.000-08:002008-12-27T21:07:18.261-08:00Christmas!!!Our Christmas was great. Connor wasn't crazy about all of the excitement during the present opening part of the day, but he loves his new toys and had lots of fun with all of the family members around. Some of the highlights that he got are a glow worm, books, a baby signing kit that I'm sure I'll brag about later, a blanket from Grandma Joyce, and a ball with a wobbly monkey on top of it. It's hard to describe, but when you roll the ball the monkey stays on top and makes noises. He loves to bat at it and it will be fun to chase around when he starts crawling. <div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div>Here are a handful of Christmas morning pictures!</div><br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284697358040613570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SVcEP2N0wsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4jmRfz4M_fI/s400/101_1674.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284697964634329986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SVcEzJ9CU4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/yCADDS6XOsU/s400/101_1679.JPG" border="0" /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284698960937449842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SVcFtJeNeXI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6riVG5v6JLE/s400/101_1683.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284699339831203122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SVcGDM9hVTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6mROyhHvc_c/s400/101_1684.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284699889838805618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SVcGjN5jUnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vu-JsqsOh04/s400/101_1685.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284701073156420242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SVcHoGGdMpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZKc6lLxceJY/s400/101_1687.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284702722027348610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkGFVxQr1uk/SVcJIEn64oI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Bj2WVV6WpFE/s400/101_1689.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p></p></div></div></div></div>BurleysGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13261570433410894143noreply@blogger.com1