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We got all of K’s Christmas taken care of.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;K stayed with Jason’s sister and our niece Jeneva. She had a great time playing with her cousins. Needless to say, she was a tired little girl today.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;We found parking and had time before the game to kill. We hung around the ACC and Rogers Centre. It was quite interesting. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;There were ticket scalpers everywhere, all of which I am pretty sure are part of the Italian Mafia with lots of gold chains and chest hair hanging out.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;We found a great hot dog place. Love those things.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Finally the gates opened. They have a really cool kids zone that is free and has lots of games.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;We found the vendors inside. Bought a program. Bought 2 beers and a popcorn. Then found our seats. AMAZING SEATS!!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;We sat down to enjoy the game and the festivities. It was hockey hall of fame night which was cool. Probably would have been cooler had I known who the people were, the rules of the game, etc. I love watching it, I am just a newbie at the sport.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I had a big head Russian in front of me who kept leaning forward so I couldn’t see. ANNOYING.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;We had a guy behind who was Mr. Now it all Hockey. ANNOYING.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;The seats were cramped, like no shoulder arm room cramped. The guy next to me was on his blackberry the whole time emailing shit. Which means his texting arm, was in my space quite regularly. ANNOYING.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Why pay 100 dollars per ticket to be on your blackberry seriously dude. ANNOYING.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I didn’t take my good camera so all the pictures are from my iphone. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;The maple leafs played awesome. We won 5-1 and even saw a guy break his leg. IT WAS AWESOME!!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Left there at 11 or so, got home at midnight. Took care of the fur children then off to bed I went. The lights were so bright and the ice was soo white that it gave me a massive headache. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I got to sleep in until 7am. HOW FREAKIN AMAZING IS THAT!!! That is 1.5 hrs later than normal. AMAZING!!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;THIS WAS ALL POSSIBLE BECAUSE OF YOU GUYS, MY FB FRIENDS, FOR VOTING FOR ME. APPRECIATE THE LOVE AND THE FRIENDSHIP. THANK YOU ALL SOOOO MUCH. 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K's christmas is pretty much done. We had a full day and night to ourselves AND I got to sleep in until 7am. LIFE IS GOOD TODAY!! I will blog about our day yesterday complete with pictures and a little pet peeve rant. Stay tuned. I gotta catch up on laundry and K's hugs today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-1681507855644771199?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-was-gr8.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-1043808335706103368</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 07:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-07T02:03:00.146-05:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Birthday J.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SvMFYbbQ0YI/AAAAAAAADm0/2nCwxzUDWJg/s1600-h/jbday2a%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="jbday2a" border="0" height="772" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SvMFZLXcHXI/AAAAAAAADm4/b35827WN_J4/jbday2a_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="jbday2a" width="618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-1043808335706103368?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-j.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-3888291852263906708</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 06:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-06T01:22:00.443-05:00</atom:updated><title>We won!</title><description>We won the Maple Leafs tickets for Saturday! 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I am jumping up and down today!! Why you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;
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The contest ends today at 10am and we are ahead by 30 votes or so. Thank you to all my friends and family who took the time to like my comment on FB. It really means a lot to me that you would take time out of your day to do that. I appreciate it very very much. I feel loved!! Whether we win or not, it is always nice to feel loved and to feel that people really do read my stuff I put out there. Thanks again. &lt;br /&gt;
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Today is an ordinary day around here. Kids both fur and K are going wild, I am wishing I had a straight jacket for them all and the weather is really crappy. Tomorrow the high is 34 how lovely!! Timeout at 7am is a good indication of how the day is going to go. As K would say, "You are driving me crazy." I wonder where she got that saying from, because its soo fitting for this morning! K just informed me she was listening and doesn't deserve timeout. Um sure, listening like you didn't have ears but listening okay sure K. Whatever you say. LOL&lt;br /&gt;
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Off to tame the wild things today!&amp;nbsp; And just like that the wild things have exhausted themselves. lol&lt;br /&gt;
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The fur wild children are fast asleep. K is playing tetris on my iphone. She keeps filling up the box with blocks and winning, I will let her think that since the object is not to fill up the box. lol&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She keeps saying (as each block drops down), "Nope not high enough. Nope not high enough. Almost high enough. Almost high enough. I WIN I WIN!" Too cute. Seriously, sometimes, I have to pinch myself that this smarty pants and princess is ours. It usually doesn't last very long because she will then say something or do something to remind me that yes she is ours and yes she is a mini me version of Tara. Snap back to reality!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-319900846403465150?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/jumping-up-to-say-thank-you-friends.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-6206373581970675205</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 23:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T18:42:30.964-05:00</atom:updated><title>A favor to ask of you, if you are on facebook</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SvIRZB9alhI/AAAAAAAADmE/5B2iZdGhvNo/s1600-h/thumbs-up%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="thumbs-up" border="0" alt="thumbs-up" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SvIRZv8MX9I/AAAAAAAADmI/fJKZrU1_VQ0/thumbs-up_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Go here, become a fan, and like my comment (you have to scroll down a bit to see what I wrote). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/1tgUt"&gt;http://bit.ly/1tgUt&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you already have, thank you so much. Love me!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-6206373581970675205?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/favor-to-ask-of-you-if-you-are-on.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2981536840538455328</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 07:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T08:09:09.420-05:00</atom:updated><title>Hello Wednesday.</title><description>K did great at her first visit. They were so good with her. The nurses and the dr both commented on how well she did and how smart she is. lol&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They also both just loved as, they said after having years of boys its nice to have a little girl in the office. lol&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She does have 2 cavities that have to get filled next time. I feel horrible about it but I guess it happens to kids. Hopefully, she will be a good big girl next time too. I got my cavity filled and I did not feel a thing. Like I said, they are great there!!&lt;br /&gt;
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On a side note, if you are on facebook could you do me a favor? There is a contest in which I want to win very very badly. They are giving away two tickets to the NHL game this weekend in Toronto. Saturday is J's birthday and it would be a great bday present! So, if you are on fb, could you do this for me?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can everyone do me a favor? Its quick, easy, and I really want to win these tickets for J's birthday. The next person is closing the gap FAST! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just follow these two easy steps. I will love you forever, I promise!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Go to this link and become a fan of Wonderlist.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Like the comment I posted. It will say Tara Barnow Smith: blah blah blah. Then should have the like button underneath.&amp;nbsp; YOU MUST BE A FAN TO SEE THE LIKE BUTTON.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;The most likes on the comment determines the winner. GO ME!! LIKE MY COMMENT PLZ!! &amp;nbsp;The contest ends Thursday, yes TOMORROW at 10am. The tickets are way to expensive for me to ever purchase myself and actually I did look into buying some for this game, 500 dollars was the cheapest ticket available. And if you have friends on fb who wouldn't mind, you could pass along this message to them as well. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2981536840538455328?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-wednesday.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-5764025913270655954</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 14:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-03T09:32:39.493-05:00</atom:updated><title>I am soo not happy about this.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SuWmy3zNGoI/AAAAAAAADic/c4U1W0Vz2E0/s1600-h/occupations_dentist%5B5%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="occupations_dentist" border="0" height="198" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SuWmzXsfaII/AAAAAAAADig/P5Hc_n6fS7A/occupations_dentist_thumb%5B3%5D.gif?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="occupations_dentist" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You see several years ago, well more than several, I had a major tooth accident. Two broken front teeth, snaggle I was called for awhile, a root canal, and some dental implants were required to fix it. The fix took over 5 hrs at a local dentist without any numbing stuff, he had given me as much as he could but because HE took so long it wore off before the major pain came. So, after this little incident, I swore off dentists and pretty much all doctors. It should have only taken about 1.5 hrs instead it took 5 because he decided he could fit me in, never want to hear that phrase again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Geesh I hate this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have another dentist apt today, this morning. K will get her first visit and I will get a cavity filled. Oh joy! I will have to go back again and again, you see that's the really crappy part about not going regularly like you are suppose to. I have cavities and have to have a wisdom tooth taken out. Yikes! None of which were the tooth that was originally hurting me, hurting me soo bad that's what made me go to the dentist in the first place. That tooth is just fine, a little sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-5764025913270655954?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-soo-not-happy-about-this.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-5157158706551056085</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 11:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T06:26:03.912-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">conversations with K</category><title>Conversations with K #2</title><description>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Su7Br3uj8rI/AAAAAAAADlQ/-9TmSmC7tZ4/s1600-h/k1%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="k1" border="0" height="260" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Su7BsRDZAeI/AAAAAAAADlU/ZpzcqcJ2QJM/k1_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="k1" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
J and I were watching our football game on the big tv. K had been watching her show on there up until this point. We put a movie on her computer for her to watch instead.&lt;br /&gt;
K: I want to watch cat and mouse on big tv. (cat and mouse is Tom and Jerry)&lt;br /&gt;
Me: K, you already got to watch it on the big tv. I can put it on your computer if you want. We are watching football right now.&lt;br /&gt;
K: I want to watch cat and mouse on big tv.&lt;br /&gt;
Me: I can put it on your computer if you want but you are not going to watch it on the big tv. &lt;br /&gt;
K: You are not listening. You said no. You are driving me crazy darn it. Relax. I want to watch cat and mouse on big tv.&amp;nbsp; (that was all in one breath with enthusiasm, a tad bit of frustration, and a heck of a lot of drama)&lt;br /&gt;
Me: laughing.&lt;br /&gt;
K: You are making me mad. Stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;
Me: still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;
K: sighs. go over to her computer and watches Dora.&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning when K decided to get up at 530, well because that is 630 her clock time, I tried to put her back to sleep for the second morning in a row. It didn’t work.&lt;br /&gt;
K: Where’s my puppy? I can’t find him. Momma!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Me: going into her room. &lt;br /&gt;
K: I can’t find puppy. Is daddy going to work now?&lt;br /&gt;
Me: No, everyone is sleeping. Here is puppy. Here is jade (her rottweiler stuffed harley dog). Now go back to sleep please.&lt;br /&gt;
K: huffs and puffs. &lt;br /&gt;
Me: getting ready to walk out the door.&lt;br /&gt;
K: Momma, you are driving me crazy this morning.&lt;br /&gt;
Me: Ok get up. Geesh its early!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-5157158706551056085?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/conversations-with-k-2.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-7021349853288777765</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-31T22:17:11.847-04:00</atom:updated><title>Trick or Treat pictures</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We went down to the SIL’s to go trick or treating. It was a great time, a little chilly, but K didn’t seem to mind. She loved going with Auntie and her cousins. She got a ton of candy and even fell asleep on the way home. I tried to get some with the lights on her skirt but it never worked too well. Alicia shot a little video that I am hoping will show you the lights on her skirt. Everyone loved her costume. She was a great trick or treater always telling them thank you.&amp;#160; I want to give a shout out to the potty lady. We were half way through our night when K suddenly decided she had to potty. Luckily, a very nice lady offered her washroom to us so K could go. K proceeded to tell her, “Thank you potty lady.” I think she meant thank you for letting me use your potty. The lady laughed and said, “Well, I’ve been called a lot of things but never potty lady. Ha ha.” I was a little embarrassed but I think since she had kids she understood. 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&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SuzvovUVZnI/AAAAAAAADk8/4tabs1xKNnU/s1600-h/IMG_2659%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_2659" border="0" alt="IMG_2659" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Suzvo4dBHWI/AAAAAAAADlA/juUvxYfBu9c/IMG_2659_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SuzvpdKBL8I/AAAAAAAADlE/CMsSFjYE4Cs/s1600-h/IMG_2704%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_2704" border="0" alt="IMG_2704" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Suzvp0h4u_I/AAAAAAAADlI/WZENu_E5xGk/IMG_2704_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-7021349853288777765?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-or-treat-pictures.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-1670046929626788628</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 13:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-31T09:31:35.001-04:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Halloween from the Princess</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Suw8NGrKaTI/AAAAAAAADkA/kljvS_CeCX4/s1600-h/pip%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="pip" border="0" alt="pip" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Suw8NlWA1RI/AAAAAAAADkE/uvS0xmcDYlM/pip_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="504" height="504" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-1670046929626788628?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween-from-princess.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-8549494378020855423</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 23:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T19:36:40.311-04:00</atom:updated><title>As I sit here...</title><description>..alone on a Friday evening I can't help but think of what I am missing.&lt;br /&gt;
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I miss my friends, I miss going out with my friends even if its just to lunch or going out for drinks. I miss adult interaction and I think it misses me too. I miss my ole athetic body before pregnancy hormones and bottoming out metabolism took over. &lt;b&gt;Most of all I miss me. The on the go, never stop from one activity to another, going out with friends, over active ME.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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J and I were talking the other day and we both came to the conclusion that we need to find ourselves again. We are well defined as a family, but lack at defining us as either individuals or as a couple. We rarely go out together alone without K, yet we rarely do things seperately either. Before K, we did those things a lot, our priorities have changed. Yet, shouldn't one of them be giving back to ourselves both as a couple and as individuals? Its not like we don't have a support system that won't watch K, we just never do it. Maybe its because of money and we find ourselves guilty for taking that for us. But, after some realization, we are going to do things for ourselves and as a couple.&lt;br /&gt;
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Which brings me to tonight, J is off catching up with his great buddies of his younger days. I know he was excited to do so and I am glad they have reconnected. I love those guys too and their significant others. We get a long great. But were is my girl time with my friends? Where is my time apart from the mom and the wife? I really don't have anyone to go out with her, which makes it hard and weird. Its partially my fault for not getting more involved but here its just different. Being in a big city it just makes it different. I am thinking of joining the YMCA in hopes of playing some volleyball again. I know that is where my fire is and where my passion lies. Will I probably kill myself and regret it? Probably, but hopefully there will be other females there that I can connect with. Will they ever fill the place of my Sarah, my Cheryl, my Susan, or my Audrey? Nope, not even close but maybe just maybe they can be a good fill in until I get to see my girls again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Playgroup is going well but there aren't really any moms to connect with. One is super nice but makes me feel inadquate in the domestic wifey category. I mean this lady makes all her kid's halloween costumes, makes huges cakes, and could give Martha Stewart a run for her money. Me, so not excelling in that category, don't plan on it either. The other's are grandparents, uncles, or dads. I really like the teacher. She reminds me of my mom as a very animated preschool teacher. Kenley likes her too.&lt;br /&gt;
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But see once again, no friends found at that opportunity. I even applied for a job partially in hopes of meeting ppl and the extra money would be nice. Don't get me wrong, I have my 2 SIL's and my MIL, but its just not the same as a good friend who can you tell your bra size too. Its just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, here, my pity party is over. I guess I will go back to watching basketball on tv secretly wishing making friends were an easy job to master.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-8549494378020855423?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-i-sit-here.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2560619127626474729</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 12:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T08:58:15.254-04:00</atom:updated><title>A new look.</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3THcm15CStU/SurhvRxbiwI/AAAAAAAADjk/7rAUAmorfPk/s1600-h/tiara.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3THcm15CStU/SurhvRxbiwI/AAAAAAAADjk/7rAUAmorfPk/s320/tiara.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;That is the new face of PIP. I had her custom drawn by &lt;a href="http://www.sarashowalter.com/"&gt;Sara&lt;/a&gt;. She is awesome, fast, and quite reasonable on pricing. Isn't she cute? She was made to look like K, which I think she did a great job. When the fall season is over, I will be replacing the header and images with this little cutey princess. I can't wait to get started.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today has been a challenging day already. Things are not working. Everything I have tried to do has turned to mush. Sites aren't working, work isn't getting done, but for now the kids (human and furs) are being well behaved. That could change in about 4 mins. J is going out with some old friends tonight which means I am alone, he he he. Hopefully, the kids (both fur and human) will cooperate and we will make it through the day without anyone being harmed or without feelings getting hurt. We will see. I have a supply of chocolate and lollipops so hopefully that will help. If not, well, its going to be a hellava long day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time to do my chores before the weather turns rainy. Gotta love adult chores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2560619127626474729?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-look.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3THcm15CStU/SurhvRxbiwI/AAAAAAAADjk/7rAUAmorfPk/s72-c/tiara.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2426387417554157435</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 00:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T20:40:28.071-04:00</atom:updated><title>The perfect t shirt for K</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Old Navy couldn't have said it any better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2426387417554157435?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/perfect-t-shirt-for-k.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3THcm15CStU/SujkV5FHFJI/AAAAAAAADi0/7iNav4EzKsk/s72-c/Capture.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-772530997589827561</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 11:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T07:31:12.666-04:00</atom:updated><title>Busy busy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SugrfouiGkI/AAAAAAAADis/04qjDqJoTqg/s1600-h/BusyBee%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="BusyBee" border="0" alt="BusyBee" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sugrf6Iz-QI/AAAAAAAADiw/tHa_cyANyAM/BusyBee_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What are we up to you might ask? Well, business is booming which is keeping me very very busy. Not complaining just trying to find a great method to keep things organized and easier to implement an action plan.&amp;#160; I spent most of my Sunday making a customized schedule/organizational book which I am going to have printed @ Blurb.com.&amp;#160; They gave me a coupon and since I can’t find a calendar book I like or that is tailored to what I want, I made one, uploaded to their site and just have to order it now. It took forever but hopefully it will spare the mental lapses and unorganized chaos that has been driving me over the edge. If business keeps up, I may not have to go back to work when K goes to school. Yippee but highly unlikely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today is K's Halloween Party at her playgroup so that should be exciting. She is excited to wear her pink princess costume to show Ms. J. I think she is more excited to jump on the trampoline again. lol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was told by the hubs this morning we have a lot of projects to do before Christmas. Unfortunately, he is right. We are staying here for Christmas again and my parents, brother, and Granny are coming here for the holiday. No pressure or anything. This has left me pondering a) where are we going to fit everyone sleeping wise, b) where are we going to fit everything i.e christmas tree, all and the crap thats in our living room now. This caused me to toss and turn some of the night trying to figure out how we did it last year and where everything will find a new home. It should be interesting. Then, theres the front closet which looks like a bomb exploded, then of course under the sink which looks like a plastic sack man vommitted, etc. You get the drifts of our projects.&amp;#160; I am excited they are coming, Granny too. Last year she didn't come and I think she might have regretted it a bit. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is way off topic so sorry. But I keep meaning to ask you mothers with children around K's age. ARE YOU GOING TO GET THE H1N1 VACCINE FOR HIM OR HER? We think we may have made a decision but its nice to get input from others in our similar situation.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I'm off to make K's day with playgroup, put the closet back together after J went through it looking for his basketball shoes he hasn't used since 1970, and then off to make create.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its a busy day here in the frozen tundra. Have a good one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-772530997589827561?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-busy.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2288340624140534480</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 10:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T06:52:52.494-04:00</atom:updated><title>Honest Scrap Award</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SubRArENjYI/AAAAAAAADik/2y1it9Hzqag/s1600-h/award%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="award" border="0" alt="award" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SubRA1EbcnI/AAAAAAAADio/9H-VGHIN8sU/award_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="201" height="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://bethinnc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beth&lt;/a&gt; for giving me this award. Bare with me, its too early in the morning, I’ve had no coffee, and my teeth hurt from going to the dentist for the first time in years. That’s a whole other post.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Honest Scrap Award is given to those whose blogs you find brilliant in content and/or design, or those who have encouraged you.   &lt;br /&gt;It does come with a few rules and the rules are as follows:    &lt;br /&gt;1)You must thank the person who gave the award and list their blog and link it.    &lt;br /&gt;2) You must share &amp;quot;10 Honest Things&amp;quot; about yourself.    &lt;br /&gt;3) You have to present this award to 7 others whose blogs you find brilliant in content and/or design, or those who have encouraged you.    &lt;br /&gt;4) Last, you must tell those 7 people they've been awarded HONEST SCRAP and inform them of these guidelines in receiving the award.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ten things here I go:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. I struggle with self esteem issues. I want my athletic thin body back before age and pregnancy took over.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. I usually am too honest and speak what’s on my mind before thinking.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. I am going to get another tattoo soon, like within a few weeks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. I wish religion was more a part of our life, but I’d feel insecure if we started going to a church. I am religion dumb even though I took comparative religion in college.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. I love Dr Pepper.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. I complain and am bitchy a lot.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7. My eyes are sooo bad that without my glasses or contacts I can not tell that its a big E on the chart.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8. I would like to have another child someday, not right now, but I don’t know if that will ever happen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9. I love anything that smells tropical.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10. I seriously hope we can make this spring break trip work (driving from Ontario to FL) because we both need a true vacation, no dogs just K and us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And because I can’t pick 7 of you guys, are there even 7 ppl who are reading this, consider yourself awarded and feel free to chime in on the fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be honest. Be yourself. Just be on this Tuesday. Off to find coffee lots of it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2288340624140534480?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/honest-scrap-award.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-7355264198133899013</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 00:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T20:38:34.410-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">conversations with K</category><title>Conversations with Kenley vol.1</title><description>Conversations with K is going to be a weekly special at the PIP. K is growing up soo fast, I definitely want to document what she is saying, what she is understanding, and her wild attitude. Thats all her daddy just in case you hadn't guessed that already. lol&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Oh, wait, my nose is growing. Ok back to the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
It was just after bathe time and I was drying her off.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;K:&lt;/b&gt; Momma, when I get big, I going to be a big momma like you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Oh really, thats nice K. But you have a long time to get big like me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;K:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, but I gonna have big 'eautiful princess hair, big feet, hairy legs, and big big boobies like this. &lt;br /&gt;
(she proceeds to squish her boobies together to make cleavage)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Thats great K. You will be a great big momma one day. &lt;br /&gt;
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This morning she found a Santa Christmas card. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;J:&lt;/b&gt; Kenley, what do you want for Christmas? You know you have to be a good girl and ask Santa.&lt;br /&gt;
K: Well, (taking the card and talking to it like Santa is listening) I want a purple horse like Barbie Girl and to ride Santa’s reindeer. For my birthday, I want that. And for Christmas. And for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;
(she is jumping up and down with excitement by this time).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;J:&lt;/b&gt; That sounds great Kenley. We will have to see what Santa can do.&lt;br /&gt;
K: (picks up the card with Santa on it again, right up her face getting ready to talk to him) Santa, I love love love you. Please purple horsey and a ride on your reindeer. I be good Santa. (she kisses and hugs the Santa card).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; (laughter)&lt;br /&gt;
(she then throws the Santa card on the ground and takes off.) I guess the love relationship was short lived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-7355264198133899013?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/conversations-with-kenley-vol1.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-8337027911677751224</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T17:55:26.457-04:00</atom:updated><title>Halloween Costume trial</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today we put on her halloween costume in hopes of figuring out the sizing and what not. It said it was a 4-6 so I was anticipating doing some major work to get it to fit. K is a very slender 3t probably really a 2t but needs the length from the 3t. As soon as I brought it out, she fell in love with it. You see the skirt lights up and has fiber optics throughout. Grammy bought it, of course. lol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I figured (shouldn’t have done so) that K would want to wear it for awhile and would want it off as she does with most clothes and def. tutu type stuff. UM WRONG! She posed for pictures (which is nice because the night of Halloween is always soo crazy to get good shots of her costume) and DID NOT want to take it off. She cried for the costume, she threw a fit for the costume, and she ultimately decided she did not like her Momma anymore. lol&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Luckily, I had remembered my Granny had gotten her some dress up things last Christmas before she really got into that. I found what appears to be ballet slippers (she thinks they are princess shoes), a huge crown on a headband, a white fuzzy purse and some skirts. Then, while digging through her closet, she found her chocolate princess dress that her Auntie Alicia (Jason’s sister) had gotten for her first birthday. Yes it still fits, and its a 2t. So she put that on, the huge crown, and her pink princess shoes, oh and her white fuzzy purse and off she went to save the kingdom from doom. lol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All is well in Neverland again. Right now, I think she might even be a puppy princess. lol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SuN3x8P98OI/AAAAAAAADh4/7FHu-C1QSzg/s1600-h/IMG_2653%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_2653" border="0" alt="IMG_2653" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SuN3yF-BSjI/AAAAAAAADh8/gRXk-HkiHFo/IMG_2653_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SuN3ygvy7dI/AAAAAAAADiA/FtI9_WSj_lM/s1600-h/IMG_2658%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_2658" border="0" alt="IMG_2658" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SuN3zCe8UEI/AAAAAAAADiE/uMJ3VzxrNDA/IMG_2658_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="336" height="502" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-8337027911677751224?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-costume-trial.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-1697952100348064583</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 11:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-23T07:23:07.444-04:00</atom:updated><title>Randomness, 'cuz I got nothin'</title><description>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am going with randomness today. I got nothing else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Its been a wild week around here. Energy, excitement, me catching up on work, and the house still looks half way put together after birthday hit.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Where am I going to put all these toys? I de-toy the house for the birthday only for it to be replaced. Now, what in the heck am I going to do?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Playgroup has been going great. I feel bad for the other parents/grandparents who's kids decide to throw major tantrums. I would crawl in a hole after I beat K for doing something like that.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;K is loving the playgroup. She is shy with the other kids, but is interacting with them. She finally has been interacting with the teacher and just last week decided that jumping on the trampoline and doing the balance beam are her favorites. The teacher suggested I put her in tumbling tots since she did so good at those activities. We will for sure, assuming there is space and we can prepare ourselves for lots of injuries. lol&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Next week, is playgroup Halloween party. K is very excited to wear her light up princess costume. It was suppose to be a 2t-4t but instead is a 4-6 so I might have to do some modifying. I am no good with the sewing domesticated stuff, so I sure hope it isn't too big.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Work has been crazy this week. I took last week off, had millions of orders and inquiries. This week, I follow up only to have a handful of interests. Its quite frustrating since I have creative juices following and plans for the $$. But I have to patient and let it work it out.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;For K's birthday, we got her a vtech v.smile game system thingy. It has games that have popular characters that teach the fundamentals (colors, shapes, problem solving, abcs, etc.) She is loving it and is figuring it out quite well. The first few days were a little frustrating for her but she is getting it down quite good.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;She has turned into quite the little helper. Feeding the fish, letting the dogs out, getting Isis her food are some of her favorite chores. Unfortunately, that little helper also tries to get out of cleaning up her mess and toys. lol&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Yesterday, I was told by Miss K that I am the best ugly polar bear. Yeah, beat that Grammy!! lol &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I am not sure what this weekend holds but I do know that I am going to get some relax and me time. I need to figure out what to wear for a Christmas party in early Dec. and all that jazz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;One of J's old friends from back in the day is getting a divorce. They have kids aged 10 and 8. You know what they say, 1 out of 2. I guess we are the 1 and they are the 2. Quite sad and I know J found it disheartening. See, J, that's what happens when you don't let the wifey sleep in on Saturday mornings. So consider that your warning. lol&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;We rented Hotel for Dogs the movie last night. I was thinking it would be a movie that Kenley would enjoy (which she did); however, I had no idea it had sad parts in it. I was crying like a baby and K kept saying, " The dogs are sad Momma. They miss their family." I couldn't respond because I was crying too much. I'm a sap I know. I cry in all movies. This movie was pretty good and K did love it. It just had some unexpected parts in it. What a great way to spend a gloomy rainy day, cuddling on the couch watching a movie with my princess.&lt;br /&gt;
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What great movies do you like to watch together as a family?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-5388859683569004271?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-what-i-expected.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3THcm15CStU/St9b3XFO7eI/AAAAAAAADhE/W6cC1CZo3D8/s72-c/capture.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2965367214368878491</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 11:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T07:06:20.025-04:00</atom:updated><title>Wordless Wednesday</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/St7rKZVDRSI/AAAAAAAADg8/5VDWXL_cXQ8/s1600-h/IMG_2643%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_2643" border="0" alt="IMG_2643" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/St7rKyW9JjI/AAAAAAAADhA/I8qYWsVnyfU/IMG_2643_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2965367214368878491?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-6299927482854725290</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 19:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T15:17:33.756-04:00</atom:updated><title>Birthday pics part 2, take 1 million and 27 thousand</title><description>&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:39769f2c-2aed-40e9-a3ad-e0f14f452298" style="display: inline; float: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-8d9e945fc503ea67.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=8D9E945FC503EA67%21237&amp;amp;ct=photos" style="border: 0px none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="View 3rd birthday" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sty7GHhKg1I/AAAAAAAADgI/_C9tR9CXfYU/InlineRepresentationd911a95a-79ae-4777-ba64-1fb490170049%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think I am swearing off birthday parties. Why you ask. Well, lets see, it was a lot of work, a lot of money, and hardly anyone came. Appears as if other people had plans already scheduled and other people had higher priorities. Next year, it will be a small gathering of just us and forget the rest. Its a whole 'nother story and would result in a long nasty blog post. lol&lt;br /&gt;
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Saturday is the big birthday party. Look for lots of birthday photos and stuff on Sunday. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-3235856900196386030?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-friday.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3THcm15CStU/StkOmPl56vI/AAAAAAAADfo/BkAs1tG-0e8/s72-c/IMG_2529.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-3565873132449338814</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 06:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T07:18:16.254-04:00</atom:updated><title>Welcome Great Pumpkin</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3THcm15CStU/SszAFVuNMLI/AAAAAAAADd8/crASJEaozsk/s1600-h/226_pea_welcome_great_pumpkin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3THcm15CStU/SszAFVuNMLI/AAAAAAAADd8/crASJEaozsk/s400/226_pea_welcome_great_pumpkin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Parents got in around midnight last night. We stayed up a little bit catching up and just relaxing. K of course got up at 6am this morning refusing to go back to bed. The day has started and I'm already tired. Not good, not good at all!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today will be spent doing some grocery shopping, toy shopping, etc. We are getting things ready for K's party on Saturday. Tomorrow J was able to take off (thanks Lori :0) ) and we are headed out to do some sight seeing and great pumpkin finding. It should be fun and I post pictures tomorrow. Off to find the great pumpkin Charlie Brown.&lt;br /&gt;
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