<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 22 Sep 2024 18:53:04 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>wyattism</category><category>dawson</category><category>wyatt</category><category>camping</category><category>fishing</category><category>ATV</category><category>Daddy</category><category>barn</category><category>chicks</category><category>family</category><category>fun</category><category>phone</category><category>quad</category><title>Mama&#39;s mania</title><description>Insight into the mania of the daily life of me (Mama), Kenton, Wyatt and Dawson</description><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-3213571789126486246</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 08:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-16T01:10:22.163-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Daddy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dawson</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">phone</category><title>Dawson&#39;s phone convo</title><atom:summary type="text">I called Kenton at work, with Dawson on my lap. Then Dawson wanted to talk on the phone. Here&#39;s the conversation... K: Hi Dawson! (x3)K: Say &quot;Hi Daddy&quot;D: Hi DaddyK: How are you?D: Yep!K: Did you have fun today?D: Yep!K: Bye Bye (x3)K: Say &quot;Bye Bye Daddy&quot;D: More Daddy!!! (as he holds my hand and therefore the phone tightly to his ear)K: Bye ByeD: More Daddy!!! (x 2) (still holding TIGHT!!)I </atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/08/dawsons-phone-convo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-9156330146237789593</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 17:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T10:14:33.913-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wyattism</category><title>Wyattism</title><atom:summary type="text">I told him he was driving me bananas, and he said &quot;You&#39;re driving me APPLES!!!&quot;</atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/08/wyattism.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-5962404354263695460</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 16:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-11T10:00:23.736-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">barn</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chicks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dawson</category><title>Dawson loves the chicks</title><atom:summary type="text">When Wyatt was a baby/toddler, he demanded a very gradual, gentle introduction to the chickies in our barn. Dawson on the other hand has loved them since he met them (aside from once when I had to bring him in with me to find Kenton, and he was too young and noise sensitive). We have fresh chicks right now, so I brought him in for  a visit while Kenton and Wyatt did their chores, and as soon as </atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/08/dawson-loves-chicks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-4464748941536537843</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 23:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T16:44:24.127-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ATV</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wyatt</category><title>My personal ATV tour guide</title><atom:summary type="text">You&#39;d think after living here for 4 1/2 years, I would know my way around the property. But for some reason, I haven&#39;t ventured farther than our yard, the barn and the nearest rows of berries, during picking season. Maybe it&#39;s because it&#39;s not &quot;ours&quot;, so my curiosity about what we have here is limited, or maybe it&#39;s simply because, although I&#39;m not totally girly, and I don&#39;t mind dirt so to speak</atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-personal-atv-tour-guide.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-5249832664192528794</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 21:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-03T16:04:26.643-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">camping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fishing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wyatt</category><title>Fisherman of the Day!</title><atom:summary type="text">That&#39;s what Wyatt kept calling himself yesterday, when they got home from camping, with his first prized catch! It&#39;s a small 5oz Rainbow Trout, and he basically caught it all by himself!  Kenton was paying attention to steering, when Wyatt told him his line was pulling. Kenton told him to start reeling it in, so Wyatt did, and when it was right close, Kenton picked up the line, and pulled the </atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/06/fisherman-of-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVMzYoQUo0gjuCrWGhzLJDNuYXJQwF-uoFD_6jHriIvTI_loUE3pqyKLJjO6ncngBI22EL1UwkfMuM6mYmYkDdXFT3n9-M7kjTudZf78eUwmi8DuReWYsXhxqsro68sZ_T4wQOhxs2b5h3/s72-c/imagejpeg_d.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-336788347389765187</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 06:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-03T16:07:04.761-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">camping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fishing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wyatt</category><title>He&#39;s ready... am I?</title><atom:summary type="text">The past week, and particularly the past few days have been full of talk and excitement about Wyatt&#39;s first camping trip with Daddy. They borrowed a canoe, for fishing, which is another first for Wyatt. He&#39;s been practicing his casting for over a year now, but he&#39;s never been near water with his fishing rod. His Uncle Kolin will be meeting them tomorrow for fishing. I was excited, and fully on </atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/06/hes-ready-am-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-6481764791020624927</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 17:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-03T16:08:17.742-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dawson</category><title>My baby&#39;s growing up...</title><atom:summary type="text">I can&#39;t believe how much Dawson has changed and grown up in the last month... In addition to the 75+ signs he uses, he&#39;s starting to use more and more spoken words every day. Most of them are only understandable in context, or when used with the corresponding sign, but they&#39;re words! He&#39;s also becoming much clearer about what he wants, how he wants it, and how he expects things to be. And, as an </atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-babys-growing-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-6676074568447628049</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 17:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-03T18:49:07.382-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wyattism</category><title>Wyattism</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;Teeth is kind of like a saw in the mouth&quot;</atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/05/wyattism_23.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-6782595926291454999</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 06:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T23:52:36.592-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wyattism</category><title>Wyattism</title><atom:summary type="text">Today was Mother&#39;s Day Tea at Wyatt&#39;s preschool. One of the special stations was for them to paint Mama&#39;s nails. He did a pretty decent job for a first timer, but there&#39;s a fair amount of hot pink polish on the skin around my nails. Tonight was girls night, and I told him I would show off my beautiful manicure. When my nails caught his eye tonight at teethbrushing time, he asked me &quot;Did you show </atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/05/wyattism.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-665588966270143385</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 06:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T23:36:05.024-07:00</atom:updated><title>Bedtime Story</title><atom:summary type="text">This is the bedtime story Wyatt told to Kenton when he tucked Kenton in for bed... (told from memory as best as I can)&quot;Once upon a time, there was a quad. His name was Speed Racer. He had a rider named Wyatt. Wyatt had a family named Daddy, Mama and Dawson. He loved his whole family more than anything, EVEN his quad. And then he grew and grew and grew and grew until he was a teenager, and then he</atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/05/bedtime-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-5842286439802079304</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 05:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T23:53:56.410-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wyattism</category><title>Wyattisms</title><atom:summary type="text">This is new &quot;series&quot; of posts, just to get these little phrases down for posterity. Sometimes they&#39;ll come with a story, sometimes they&#39;ll just &quot;be&quot;. (Dawson will have his own series when he gets into sentences too). It&#39;s partly to share them, and partly to document them until I get a chance to record them all in a book. I find it easier to type than write...Today, in the car when Dawson was </atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/05/wyattisms.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-8909511143517528658</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 05:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-03T22:33:23.377-07:00</atom:updated><title>Wyatt&#39;s new book-picking method</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;Eenie meenie, miney mo, pocket full of po, husha husha, and I love.....&quot;and then of course he usually decides he doesn&#39;t want the one he picked with that method and ends up picking whatever he wanted to read anyways, lol.Goodnight!</atom:summary><link>http://mamasmania.blogspot.com/2009/05/wyatts-new-book-picking-method.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anjii)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3080298075624047891.post-3884848039868086351</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 05:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T23:11:17.903-07:00</atom:updated><title>My kids</title><atom:summary type="text">I know I&#39;ve been HORRIBLE about putting pics up on Facebook, and I haven&#39;t sent out a family email since Dawson&#39;s homecoming, so I&#39;ll make sure to be much better about it here :) (I also intend to put some on FB soon too, for those of you who are friends with me there as well). 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