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&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxVNQZW5ivI/AAAAAAAADrg/XnAv639o-wo/s1600-h/Capture%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Capture" border="0" height="329" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxVNRJL_ZOI/AAAAAAAADrk/9uA6Pqq4bV8/Capture_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Capture" width="644" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-6171020841331926584?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.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-3177731215625450938</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 08:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-18T03:05:00.148-05:00</atom:updated><title>Best of Buds- Ninja and K</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SykVJLEBm2I/AAAAAAAADxU/7Si2NaGmVlo/s1600-h/IMG_2862a%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_2862a" border="0" alt="IMG_2862a" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SykVJoyxWDI/AAAAAAAADxY/zUudcP4sUa0/IMG_2862a_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="431" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SykVKU2GHuI/AAAAAAAADxc/NhAvL3s461s/s1600-h/IMG_2864a%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_2864a" border="0" alt="IMG_2864a" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SykVLHFf0sI/AAAAAAAADxg/v2spu97LU8Q/IMG_2864a_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="431" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow evening. Tomorrow evening. Tomorrow evening. That’s my answer to the most popular question around here lately. “When’s Grammy coming?'”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-3177731215625450938?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-of-buds-ninja-and-k.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-1959449783587321434</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 08:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-17T03:03:00.164-05:00</atom:updated><title>Last day of Playgroup</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wed. was K’s last day of Playgroup for this session. Next session starts in January, and she will go with the older kids, where the parents drop them off so its more like preschool. She will have the same wonderful teachers and for the most part the program remains the same.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had a Christmas Party @ Playgroup, complete with treats, special activities, and a graduation ceremony. She has been talking about today for awhile now needless to say she was very excited to get there and get things rolling.&amp;#160; I tried to get her to wear her Christmas shirt or a Christmas dress, but she was not having any of it. The shirt she choose she thinks has a reindeer on it and that was as close to Christmas attire as we were going to get. We had sugar overload all day long. The first picture was taking using my iphone @ the playgroup with her two teachers. Click on the pictures to see the larger version if you wish.&amp;#160; Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SykUbdVaezI/AAAAAAAADw8/9xME17cOTcs/s1600-h/IMG_0629%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="IMG_0629" border="0" alt="IMG_0629" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SykUbtEzf5I/AAAAAAAADxA/VjQv5gdls_s/IMG_0629_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SykUcAHU-jI/AAAAAAAADxE/Fl-5Sr7ud5c/s1600-h/IMG_2876a%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_2876a" border="0" alt="IMG_2876a" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SykUcuBGN4I/AAAAAAAADxI/_zYwxgoI8Gc/IMG_2876a_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SykUddPjWrI/AAAAAAAADxM/ThMNBUSjS4k/s1600-h/2870a%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="2870a" border="0" alt="2870a" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SykUdhNB3JI/AAAAAAAADxQ/9A6Ek52gPEM/2870a_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/657683210228878019-1959449783587321434?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-playgroup.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-5401057246404757126</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 08:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-16T07:08:04.662-05:00</atom:updated><title>Just us.</title><description>This photo was taken by J’s company at his Christmas party, unfortunately it didn’t scan very well. But its a great photo of just us.&lt;br /&gt;
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I really don't mention J a lot in my blog for various different reasons. However, that does not mean he is not important in our lives, our family, and in our love. We love him, appreciate him (especially this morning when the Jeep wouldn't start, he made sure K could go to her Christmas Party), and could never thank him enough for all he does for us. Sometimes he is a little hard on us (i.e. Mr. Clean inspections) but overall he is a great hubs, a great man, and an even better Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Off topic:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;My SIL's yorkie is having pups as you read this. They are going to small and sooo cute. Msg me if you are interested in purchasing one. They are registered and no our's is not the Daddy this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-5401057246404757126?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-us.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-416563492428746314</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 08:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-15T03:50:00.148-05:00</atom:updated><title>My cutie pie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SyZgLjOlTwI/AAAAAAAADwk/RsYpzAb-Bwc/s1600-h/IMG_2851%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_2851" border="0" alt="IMG_2851" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SyZgMNRp1pI/AAAAAAAADwo/KC7kojKW79o/IMG_2851_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SyZgMtH6K6I/AAAAAAAADws/jkLd6iKMklg/s1600-h/IMG_2850%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_2850" border="0" alt="IMG_2850" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SyZgNPEBBkI/AAAAAAAADww/yI6BpUzLGxM/IMG_2850_thumb%5B3%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/657683210228878019-416563492428746314?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-cutie-pie.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-2537301035915809082</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 12:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-14T07:05:50.860-05:00</atom:updated><title>It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.</title><description>Everywhere you go.  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh wait, that isn’t the right carol that fits our weekend. This is better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Momma got ran over by the cleaning natzi. Coming home from shopping Saturday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There all better. Whew, didn’t want you to think we are enjoying ourselves or being lazy here on the frozen tundra. Saturday was jammed pack with running errands, shopping for a christmas shirt I never found but only later found the one from last yr while cleaning out the closets, looking for blinds that apparently don’t exist and after three weekends searching we finally got the hint. Sunday, well, lets just say Mr. Clean would not let us rest or be lazy. So we started upstairs, which turned into cleaning out the spare room closet, which turned into finding K’s Christmas shirt and Christmas dress I had misplaced and turned into me making a princess tent to go over her bed with some tool/netting on a hoop that we had purchased to put over her crib when she was born. Better late than never right. The princess tent is not up yet as we had to get something special to put it up in the ceiling, but that's for tonight. Speaking of today/tonight, we have on schedule: finishing upstairs and K’s princess tent, starting the decluttering of our kitchen, and dusting the entryway. Our problem is this, we moved here from a huge 2000 sq ft 3 bdrm house. Now we have a small 3bdrm townhouse with the basement busting at the cinder blocks with furniture and stuff. Stuff apparently neither J or I can get rid of for whatever reason. So, our kitchen cabinets (or lack there of) are full to the brim of disorganized crap. That has to be done. I think next year we should save J’s vacation and high tail to my moms, just in time to eat and be with the family. This spotless Mr. Clean is killing me, literally. My whole body aches (doesn’t help I need to go the chiro), my back feels like a 500 lb man jumped on for a piggy ride, my knees well they need more oil than the tin man can ever wish for, and my stomach feels all rumbly thanks to some delish but not quite stomach friendly spaghetti courtesy of my FIL.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mr. Clean if you are reading this, I am resting this morning then getting to work this afternoon. Don’t hate me because I’m lazy. Love me because I’m not as lazy as you (sometimes).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SyYqHJs1AMI/AAAAAAAADwc/2aDBAu5a_Zo/s1600-h/Picture0004%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="Picture0004" border="0" alt="Picture0004" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SyYqHpX_36I/AAAAAAAADwg/HHsGnZwuUEg/Picture0004_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="297" height="224" /&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/657683210228878019-2537301035915809082?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.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-5114462729512257761</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 12:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T07:26:25.336-05:00</atom:updated><title>Where the wild things are.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center; clear: both" class="separator"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Well, the wild thing is here, loud and proud, and letting her wild thing personality show this early morning.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SyI6bLT1P3I/AAAAAAAADwQ/AfsHGfy-yGY/s1600-h/fp_wildthings%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="fp_wildthings" border="0" alt="fp_wildthings" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SyI6btSzM2I/AAAAAAAADwU/txca5W7hdsg/fp_wildthings_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Let today be a good day please God. We got up an hr earlier, seem a bit crankier and crabbier, and hard to please. It could be a long dreary day or it could be a good day. I am hoping it turns out a good day, after all, we have things to do, places to go, and people to see.   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Its Friday which means in 8 days: my parents in their Christmas sleigh filled with presents will arrive AND AND AND our house will be spotlessly clean. That also means a lot of elbow grease between now and then, you have to work before you can play.That is starting this weekend as well with a strict timeline of when things will be done. If you stray from this, the cleaning natzi will be very very angry. Trust me, he gets very mean and rude when you piss him off. I know, I'm married to the man.  &lt;br /&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="Image1" border="0" alt="Image1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SyI6cKnGy1I/AAAAAAAADwY/aJIcimsemXs/Image1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="125" height="275" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I'm off to tame the Wild Things and make the cleaning natzi love me. Grrrrrrrrr.    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-5114462729512257761?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-wild-things-are.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-1321358226384387235</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 08:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-10T03:01:03.069-05:00</atom:updated><title>Still wearing our Halloween Shirt</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;K is still wearing her favorite purple shit, yes its Halloween, yes it has a pumpkin and black cat on it, yes she does not care because its purple. She is really hung up on purple these days, I bet my mom and dad (since they are die hard KSU fans) would be so proud of her. lol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As always, click on the image to see the larger version.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5PqAlubBI/AAAAAAAADvI/t3OWSr9Kx1Y/s1600-h/IMG_2824-2%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="IMG_2824-2" border="0" alt="IMG_2824-2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5PqcFGXzI/AAAAAAAADvU/jhqvPi_Xp0U/IMG_2824-2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5Prco-zdI/AAAAAAAADvg/1foTdBcIM94/s1600-h/IMG_2829-2%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="IMG_2829-2" border="0" alt="IMG_2829-2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5PsYxBZ7I/AAAAAAAADvs/m1c91REZVb8/IMG_2829-2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5Ps80TVeI/AAAAAAAADv4/gsNvG6rYy9Q/s1600-h/IMG_2835-2%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="IMG_2835-2" border="0" alt="IMG_2835-2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5PtrCoRwI/AAAAAAAADwE/lsIf7HwRtx4/IMG_2835-2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&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/657683210228878019-1321358226384387235?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-wearing-our-halloween-shirt.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-5883452860745674351</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 08:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-09T03:57:00.811-05:00</atom:updated><title>Wearing Daddy’s tie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;J left his tie from the party lying around, guess who found it, and thought it would be a great accessory to her gold heart shirt dress minus the leggings? Click on the pictures to see the larger version. Please excuse the hair it just came out of pigtails and was all whacko!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5OoKrCTQI/AAAAAAAADto/BmrLtfM4lwU/s1600-h/IMG_2837-2%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="IMG_2837-2" border="0" alt="IMG_2837-2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5Oort3jcI/AAAAAAAADt0/Gxo7n-UVa9w/IMG_2837-2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5Ope6H5vI/AAAAAAAADuA/AhS3FXEZNLc/s1600-h/IMG_2842-2%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="IMG_2842-2" border="0" alt="IMG_2842-2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5OqCa3CxI/AAAAAAAADuM/YqbbzxG0e3w/IMG_2842-2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5Oq5qh1RI/AAAAAAAADuY/ZCCwUAL0bg0/s1600-h/IMG_2844-2%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="IMG_2844-2" border="0" alt="IMG_2844-2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5OrRB8kXI/AAAAAAAADuk/WH0ZHhWlOWI/IMG_2844-2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5Or_4Ec6I/AAAAAAAADuw/ndCL_vdgihE/s1600-h/IMG_2845-2%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="IMG_2845-2" border="0" alt="IMG_2845-2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sx5Os0F8ulI/AAAAAAAADu8/DUz6vEzo3xY/IMG_2845-2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&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/657683210228878019-5883452860745674351?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/wearing-daddys-tie.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-6188570753023823091</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 09:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-08T04:26:00.438-05:00</atom:updated><title>While we were out</title><description>K went with her cousins and Auntie to Build a Bear where she got a big puppy bear thing complete with a princess outfit, and a baby one. The baby one she has now and loves it to death. It goes everywhere with her. The bigger one Auntie kept for her Christmas which was just fine with K as she has the small one to keep her company.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxxLmBhGHWI/AAAAAAAADtI/0OINLOvsSCc/s1600-h/Capture%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Capture" border="0" height="433" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxxLmy6v9iI/AAAAAAAADtM/4DNTkeYZqTY/Capture_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Capture" width="644" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxxLnqYPplI/AAAAAAAADtQ/Hp21HqYPJj4/s1600-h/Capture2%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Capture2" border="0" height="484" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxxLoczAXbI/AAAAAAAADtU/FDqWYxFLY84/Capture2_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Capture2" width="359" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxxbTx7uyRI/AAAAAAAADtY/Q9XY6iSbLe0/s1600-h/4%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="4" border="0" height="463" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxxbUqhhXtI/AAAAAAAADtc/42z-g-KhSI4/4_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="4" width="644" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-6188570753023823091?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/while-we-were-out.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-4043853113115401734</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 08:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-07T03:12:00.985-05:00</atom:updated><title>The day after</title><description>Saturday night we had J’s Christmas party. It was a lot of fun, despite running around the morning of looking for shoes. Apparently, I am an idiot and grabbed the wrong size in the grey pair. I finally found some cute ones that were comfy. K went to Aunties where she had a great time like always. There were taking her somewhere as surprise so I am sure she had a great time; however, listening to Tony Bennett sing Bon Jovi, Nirvana, Lionel Richie, and Van Halen just seems wrong no matter what venue you are in. &lt;br /&gt;
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We danced, had a few drinks, and enjoyed the company. It was a good night out. I tried to sleep in Sunday morning but someone’s lovely big dog outside had other plans for the neighborhood. Oh well! &lt;br /&gt;
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Here are the pictures taken with my camera on auto timer. J was into taking pictures. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sxu7zbLUhhI/AAAAAAAADso/_cYZgd945mU/s1600-h/IMG_2797%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_2797" border="0" height="244" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sxu7z2p7txI/AAAAAAAADss/95nSrz_Rgkg/IMG_2797_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="IMG_2797" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sxu70OkXfyI/AAAAAAAADsw/LRn2bxvZhnk/s1600-h/IMG_2800%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_2800" border="0" height="244" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sxu70poNv1I/AAAAAAAADs0/C8LpkY62dSc/IMG_2800_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="IMG_2800" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sxu70yZBH8I/AAAAAAAADs4/ZR3EUtxC8as/s1600-h/IMG_2803%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_2803" border="0" height="244" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Sxu71F_WPOI/AAAAAAAADs8/2dd2NaHG4bg/IMG_2803_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="IMG_2803" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-4043853113115401734?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-after.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-3351226304458333557</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 06:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T01:09:00.361-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">conversations with K</category><title>Conversations with K</title><description>There is no doubt she is my mini me. Her sass, spunk, and character are all me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;
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The other night we were in her bedroom, I was putting her to sleep. She was in her bed, I was sitting on the floor which I do every night for about 10 mins then I leave and she sleeps the 11-12 hrs in pure bliss. She kept talking to her toy puppy she had in her bed with her instead of closing her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: K, can you please stop talking? Its late, everyone wants to go to bed. Close your eyes and go to sleep. No more talking.&lt;br /&gt;
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K: But I just talking to my puppy Momma. Telling her goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: Thats nice K, but no more talking. I am leaving in two minutes so close your eyes and no more talking.&lt;br /&gt;
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K: Momma, just relax. You are driving me crazy. I will stop talking when I fall asleep. Relax. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;
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I did not say one more word and left two mins later. She indeed did stop talking after that, because, yes she was right, she would stop talking when she fell asleep. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-3351226304458333557?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/conversations-with-k.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-7000362637329242094</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 12:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-03T07:34:40.596-05:00</atom:updated><title>Playgroup</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was playgroup, which I have decided I can not tell K about until about 10 mins before or she gets too excited and then is in a mood when we actually get there. My theory worked this week and she had a great time at playgroup. She always has a great time, but last week was a little more emotionally and shy for some reason. This week it went excellent and her teachers definitely think she is ready to move up the older group where there are no parents! Yeah for that. I am hoping that her shyness will subside when I am gone allowing her to explore more, become more independent, and interact more with the kids. We will see. There are only two weeks left of this group before Christmas break and I am sure we have a good time. Her teacher, Miss J and Miss Victoria have a lot of fun stuff planned; plus we have a Martha Stewart mom in our group (she makes everything from scratch, bakes from scratch and has three little beautiful girls). Its quite awesome, but sickening I am so domestically challenged.&amp;#160; So I got to thinking, maybe K should get them (the teachers) something because well they have made a difference in her life even for this very short time. I was thinking maybe, hopefully if I can find them, teacher ornaments that go on the tree. What do you think?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And yes, Grammy here is your K fix for the day. The pictures were taken before playgroup on my iphone while K kept telling me “I don’t feel like pictures right now Momma. You’re not listening.” Ha! I kept taking them and wasn’t listening OOOPSSSS!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxewWhMHN2I/AAAAAAAADrw/mLDWLBVvFvU/s1600-h/IMG_0605%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="IMG_0605" border="0" alt="IMG_0605" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxewW2UqrSI/AAAAAAAADr0/rqDJjkScq-Q/IMG_0605_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxewXnGuYxI/AAAAAAAADr4/n1bYASXoY_s/s1600-h/IMG_0604%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="IMG_0604" border="0" alt="IMG_0604" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SxewX7u7Q5I/AAAAAAAADr8/uXRrocnVuoo/IMG_0604_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&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/657683210228878019-7000362637329242094?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/playgroup.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-7260386584335855862</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 07:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T02:04:00.627-05:00</atom:updated><title>WW- Christmas Cards</title><description>Christmas card made by ME @ &lt;a href="http://www.blogmakeoversbytara.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Blog Makeovers by Tara&lt;/a&gt;. If you are interested, follow the link, and read all about it! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We enrolled K in three class starting in January. All our 2 hrs a time, for three times a week. That my friends means I will have 6 whole hours a week by myself. Whats a girl to do?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Maybe join the YMCA thats what I think I am going to do.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;We have been busy preparing and surviving the Christmas excitement.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;K is really understanding the meaning of Christmas and all it brings. This is the reason for her excitement and our long days!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Business is slow which is good and bad. It has allowed me to restructure somethings and big changes are coming in January, stay tuned!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;This weekend is J's company party and I am questioning my dress selection. Always second guessing myself when it comes to clothes. Hope it looks okay and I am okay with how it looks.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Its freezing here, a whopping 32F is the high with flurries. Frozen tundra winter is here.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;This weekend I hope we can get our outside lights up and finish up a few small decorating projects. Not too much longer before we have company!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Someone asked me the other day what my favorite gift that I ever got was. And after thinking about it, I would have to say my mattress pad heater that my real dad and step mom gave us a few years ago. It has dual controls and lets me toast up my side of the bed!! GENIUS!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I love this time of year. Christmas, family, and togetherness. Sometimes a little too much togetherness.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The dogs have been bad this morning, grrr, that puts me in a bad foul mood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;K and I watched The Grinch this morning. She loved it!! I can't wait to watch it again.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Buffalo Bills are in town on Thursday vs the Jets. I hope I can score some free tickets, I'd love to catch that game.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sorry this is so all over the place, but I really have nothing significant to say. And going by the lack of comments lately, its pretty obvious! LOL&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I wish we would have waited to get K's Christmas gifts. She has seen this on tv and fell in love with it. I really think she would like it and play with it alot. &lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3531136"&gt;GO HERE.&lt;/a&gt; Wow it was in stock yesterday and its already sold out. Thats a next year purchase for sure.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-4411840457927873493?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/12/tuesday-tales.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-6778326141902636397</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 12:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-30T08:11:13.541-05:00</atom:updated><title>Where have we been?</title><description>That was the question I got while talking to my Mom yesterday. I guess we have been MIA the past few days. We have been busy preparing for our Christmas guests and rearranging things around making sure everyone will have their space for a week. Things have been great around here, just busy. K thinks we are having a Christmas party with all our family and guests. I guess in a way she is kind of right. 19 days and I hope Granny feels like making the trip. She has been sick with a cold and not feeling quite right so hopefully she feels like coming. Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;Life lesson 578. Never tell your child about family coming or upcoming Christmas plans. She will be excited for the next 19 days. And you will go insane.&lt;br /&gt;
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This weekend we have J’s company Christmas party. It should be interesting and fun, I hope. K will def. have fun staying with Auntie and her cousins. She will probably have more fun than the rest of us. LOL&lt;br /&gt;
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I was reading a local article in the paper and it stated that 50 percent of 3-5 year olds say they want to change their hair color, or go on a diet. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? K doesn’t even know what a diet is or that your hair color can be changed. That article floored me and had me really disturbed about it all. Here is the link, go take a view, and make a difference in your toddler life. &lt;a href="http://www.thespec.com/News/CanadaWorld/article/679907"&gt;GO HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday we spent the day at the inlaws having a birthday dinner. We were late getting home, late getting K to sleep, and from the looks of it today I am going to pay for the late night adventure. Off to rescue K!&lt;br /&gt;
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We celebrate our Thanksgiving in Oct. which seems so weird to this American girl transplated in the frozen tundra. Tomorrow, we will have our own little celebration and I just might get a pumpkin pie. YUMMO!! Happy Thanksgiving Everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-6129098776694566410?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-thanks.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-7059140256323160684</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 09:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T04:51:00.222-05:00</atom:updated><title>Things I wanna say</title><description>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SwvW46WDeyI/AAAAAAAADq0/DNYZkW1Y4Mk/s1600-h/Capture%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Capture" border="0" height="168" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SwvW5dKEolI/AAAAAAAADq4/PF3_lil4kZA/Capture_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Capture" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you for giving a shit, but frankly I am taking any at this moment.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I love my life, I just wish you loved yours so you would stay out of mine.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I want to delete you out of my social media life. Real life would be nice too.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I want these jobs to pan out so we can move out of here FAST! FAST and FAR.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Please shut up, my BS meter is full.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Drama. Diva. Done.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;When I need, you vanish. When you need, you spam my inbox.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It takes 5 minutes to send a how are you doing email, apparently that is too time consuming for you.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Thank you for your advice, but I would rather get advice on parenting from Jon Gosselin.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I can admit a lot of things but I will never admit you are right.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If you took the energy and time you spend putting yourself on a pedestal and spent it on your real life, you might actually get the respect of a queen.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Desperate. Diva. Drama. Done!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I wish I didn’t let you intimidate me so I could tell you how I really feel.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You are the Champ of taking advantage of people. Congrats! Where should I send the award?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Who gave the children Red Bull at 6am? Gees, where did all this wildness come from.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If you took the energy and time you spend thinking you are better than everyone else and spent it on your family, your family would be better than anyone else’s.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Seriously, how do you sleep at night knowing what you know?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If I wanted to deal with fakes, I would have bought Barbie’s.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The jobs I have applied for are big time, within my qualifications, and still I feel inadequate. Meaning we could be out of here soon. Insert happy smile.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wearing ear plugs is a good sign I don’t want to listen to your voice.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Stop asking us when we are going to have another kid, we are trying, things aren’t working, we may never have another and we feel disappointed enough without your constant pressure.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Instead, enjoy and cherish what we did create, the Princess K. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;She’s a wonderful, insightful, full of character little toddler when you get to her know her. Maybe you should try.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-7059140256323160684?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-i-wanna-say.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-704150741476665151</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 10:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T05:43:00.715-05:00</atom:updated><title>Toddler Tuesday</title><description>The dentist appointment exhausted me yesterday so there isn’t much to this post. Sunday we were suppose to go to a birthday party but ended up not going last minute. K was looking all cute and was way excited. So we did a little picture taking outside before we ran our errands. She has now learned to run from the camera. LOL&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Swa-KNvsnBI/AAAAAAAADqI/CNCoQZIQsuk/s1600-h/IMG_2741%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_2741" border="0" height="431" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/Swa-Kgp_B6I/AAAAAAAADqM/0eMjrYjOKIM/IMG_2741_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="IMG_2741" width="644" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-6680326307722427283?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-cindy-lou-who.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-1875728875711147505</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 12:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-20T07:14:43.735-05:00</atom:updated><title>What did you do last night?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Well, I am so glad you asked. WHY????&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SwaILbwsUAI/AAAAAAAADpo/X0ognxTpSrI/s1600-h/buffett-scenes2%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="buffett-scenes2" border="0" alt="buffett-scenes2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SwaIL3D8hSI/AAAAAAAADps/jTtHYm6g4FQ/buffett-scenes2_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="302" height="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;I scored two free tickets to Jimmy Buffett in Toronto so that’s where we were last night. I did not take my huge camera, I know I know I should have, but walking in the rain with a huge professional looking camera was not my idea of a good time. You can’t just park there, you have to find third party public parking and walk; therefore, bringing everything isn’t a good idea. Who knows where you will find parking its like looking for a Willy Wonka golden ticket. Luckily, we found a new place in the basement of a convention centre which was right next to the ACC. They wouldn’t have let me take in the bag to protect it and I didn’t want to chance it. That’s the only camera I have so I was left with my iphone which totally sucked because of the special effects and what not. We were running late thanks to the horrible traffic, dense fog, and rain&lt;strong&gt; BUT&lt;/strong&gt; the show was &lt;strong&gt;AMAZINGLY AWESOME!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Only a few songs he played I didn’t know, besides his new stuff. I want to know where these people found their fake parrots. They had parrots that went around their arm or shoulder and it just sat there like it should, righ ton a pirates shoulder. There were hula girls everywhere, men drinking beer and dancing like weirdos, and overall a great atmosphere. &lt;strong&gt;A GREAT TIME!!!!! And he played barefoot, I sure hope he gets a good pedicure every once in awhile!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We got home at midnight and are up at 640am again to get this Friday started. K stayed with J’s sister and her kids. She loves to go there, stay and play so it was a perfect fit. I hope she was good because I know she was getting tired before we even got there. I am going to pick her up this morning then its off to run some errands, Christmas style! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There was a lot of hype surrounding this event as it was Jimmy’s first time to play in Toronto &lt;strong&gt;YEARS&lt;/strong&gt;. So you can imagine how crazy and excited the crowd was. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have decided that I want to learn how to play the steel drums. They had a steel drummer there from Trinidad and he was soo great. I want one and I want to learn how to jam Jamaica or Trini style on it!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SwaIMbkC0uI/AAAAAAAADpw/3jY5NAoLU_Y/s1600-h/IMG_0585%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_0585" border="0" alt="IMG_0585" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_3THcm15CStU/SwaIM8nq8VI/AAAAAAAADp0/nXWqiVQY5Wo/IMG_0585_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="326" height="246" /&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/657683210228878019-1875728875711147505?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-did-you-do-last-night.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-8971679386733413184</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 09:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-19T04:21:00.221-05:00</atom:updated><title>Please let it be.</title><description>I usually don't ask you guys for prayers for myself or send good zen my way but this time I am going to.&lt;br /&gt;
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You see there is this job, this job I applied for and a job I want really really really bad. I sent in my application and hopefully something will come it. I am qualified as I have done the same exact thing in the past. It would be a director position with a private school in Burlington about 20 mins from here. That is exactly what I did for the Afterschool Program in Columbus for 1.5 yrs. I want to do, I can do it, and it would be great!!&amp;nbsp; Today is the last day that applications can be accepted so I hope, pray, hope and pray that something comes from it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Could you guys say some extra prayers, shoot me some good zen etc on this job front issue? Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
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I really really really want this and fingers crossed things will work out..&lt;br /&gt;
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Time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-8971679386733413184?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/please-let-it-be.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-1929760199733368224</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T07:55:13.905-05:00</atom:updated><title>50 questions</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning? 6:25am    &lt;br /&gt;2. How do you like your steak? MR, pink    &lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? I think it was called the International or something like that.    &lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show? Amazing Race, Survivor, anything on HGTV, Cake Boss    &lt;br /&gt;5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? Somewhere closer to my family    &lt;br /&gt;6. What did you have for breakfast? Rice Krispie treat and juice    &lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite cuisine? Italian    &lt;br /&gt;8. What foods do you dislike? lots of veggies, fish,     &lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite place to Eat? Turtle Jacks, Olive Garden    &lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite dressing? Three cheese ranch    &lt;br /&gt;11.What kind of vehicle do you drive? 2002 Jeep Liberty or 2008 Chevy Malibu    &lt;br /&gt;12. What are your favorite clothes? my one pair of jeans and my grey MSSU sweatshirt    &lt;br /&gt;13. Where would you visit if you had the chance? Paris, Trindad    &lt;br /&gt;14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full? depends on level of bitchiness    &lt;br /&gt;15. Where would you want to retire? J would kill me if I didn’t say Alaksa. lol    &lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite time of day? after 7pm&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;17. Where were you born? Chanute Kansas   &lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite sport to watch? boxing, football, college basketball    &lt;br /&gt;19. Who do you think will not answer these? everyone    &lt;br /&gt;20. Person you expect to answer these? no one unless they need something to post today    &lt;br /&gt;21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this? blog readers that never comment, oh wait thats everyone. lol    &lt;br /&gt;22. Bird watcher? sometimes    &lt;br /&gt;23. Are you a morning person or a night person? becoming more of a morning person, K never sleeps in    &lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets? we have a zoo enough said.    &lt;br /&gt;25. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share? K is fully potty trained and soon we are going without pullups night. Wish us luck!    &lt;br /&gt;26. What did you want to be when you were little? a basketball player    &lt;br /&gt;27. What is your best childhood memory? going to the lake    &lt;br /&gt;28. Are you a cat or dog person? both, hence the zoo we have going on    &lt;br /&gt;29. Are you married? Yes for 8 years.    &lt;br /&gt;30. Always wear your seat belt? Yes, I can’t stand the dinging noise if I don’t.    &lt;br /&gt;31. Been in a car accident? Yes.     &lt;br /&gt;32. Any pet peeve? Fake people, conceited people, people who feel threatened because of their insecurities    &lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite Pizza Toppings? Cheese&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;34. Favorite Flower? Daisy   &lt;br /&gt;35. Favorite ice cream? Cappachino Skor    &lt;br /&gt;36. Favorite fast food restaurant? Taco Bell, Mr Sub    &lt;br /&gt;37. How many times did you fail your driver's test? none    &lt;br /&gt;38. From whom did you get your last email? My momma    &lt;br /&gt;39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? Old Navy, JcPenney, Macys    &lt;br /&gt;40. Do anything spontaneous lately? Bought a room divider screen from a lady off of Kijjii    &lt;br /&gt;41. Like your job? most days yes    &lt;br /&gt;42. Broccoli? Definitely    &lt;br /&gt;43. What was your favorite vacation? Our honeymoon.    &lt;br /&gt;44. Last person you went out to dinner with? The hubs and K    &lt;br /&gt;45. What are you listening to right now? Spongebob on tv, and a game on my iphone with annoying music    &lt;br /&gt;46. What is your favorite color? don’t have one really    &lt;br /&gt;47. How many tattoos do you have? one, soon to be two    &lt;br /&gt;48. How many are you tagging for this quiz? everyone, if you want to do it, just post a link in the comments so we can see your answers.    &lt;br /&gt;49. What time did you finish this quiz? 7:48am, time to get ready for playgroup    &lt;br /&gt;50. Coffee Drinker? Tim Hortons most definitely!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-1929760199733368224?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2009/11/50-questions.html</link><author>vball_chic14@yahoo.com (Tara)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
