tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501793140601058682024-03-13T09:17:15.612-07:00Parenting PrincessesA mom's musings on life with two little princesses.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.comBlogger61125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-9357115788929926542009-07-07T01:07:00.000-07:002009-07-07T01:09:16.039-07:00Come Visit Me at My New SiteHi Everyone,<br /><br />I see that some people are still visiting this blog even though I'm no longer updating it. I've moved everything over to my own domain <a href="http://parentingprincesses.com/">Parenting Princesses</a>. I'd love to see you thereKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-45427443166680790752009-06-30T01:05:00.000-07:002009-06-30T01:07:48.070-07:00New WebsiteIf you have recently stumbled upon my site you will notice I am not posting here anymore. I have made the big leap to a self-hosted domain and wordpress. You can find click here to see our new site <a href="http://parentingprincesses.com">Parenting Princesses</a>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-12360994339941403362009-06-23T23:46:00.001-07:002009-06-24T00:20:48.611-07:00Mostly Wordless Wednesday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SkHPf3zn7UI/AAAAAAAAALc/KA7vbRkfM8o/s1600-h/CIMG1173.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SkHPf3zn7UI/AAAAAAAAALc/KA7vbRkfM8o/s320/CIMG1173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350785978756230466" /></a><br />These pictures are just a small part of why I love summer.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SkHM0vw2ZRI/AAAAAAAAALM/3ntQiiX_VU4/s1600-h/195.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SkHM0vw2ZRI/AAAAAAAAALM/3ntQiiX_VU4/s320/195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350783038839481618" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Ps. I'm sorry I've only been posting memes lately. I am working on finding jobs and applying for them. I am also in the middle of designing a new WordPress website which should be up pretty soon. In the meantime you can follow me on Twitter for more frequent updates. <a href="http://twitter.com/KellyNMom">@KellyNMom</a> is where I tweet about my daily life, contests I find and other things related to parenting and kids. If you leave your twitter id in the comments, I'll be sure to follow you.<br /><br />Visit <a href="http://www.ordinaryandawesome.com/">Ordinary & Aweseome</a> for more links to Mostly Wordless Wednesday Posts.<br /><center><a target="_blank" href="http://www.ordinaryandawesome.com/search/label/WW"><img border="0" src="http://subjectivebeauty.com/WW.png"></a></center>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-85544093724071088712009-06-19T01:57:00.000-07:002009-06-19T02:08:32.862-07:00Aloha Friday #87<table border="0"><br /><tbody><tr><td>Welcome to this week’s edition of Aloha Friday hosted by <a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/">An Island Life</a>. In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is a day to take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So on Fridays we take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, we ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response. Visit the Island Life Blog for more <a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/aloha-friday-87/">Aloha Friday Questions</a></td><td><a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p215/Local-Girl-photos/logos/125button.jpg" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br />I'm still looking for the perfect first career job. There's so many jobs I'd love to do but I need to start out at the bottom and work my way up. What was your first career-type job or first job as an adult (ie: not working at McDonalds in high school)? If you haven't worked yet what is your ideal entry-level job? And I know this is supposed to be a quick question, but if you have more time tell me about how it led you to your current job.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-35463883433766566392009-06-17T01:26:00.000-07:002009-06-17T01:33:25.094-07:00Wordless Wednesday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Sjio5xPCpDI/AAAAAAAAALE/eziFKIlC41Q/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Sjio5xPCpDI/AAAAAAAAALE/eziFKIlC41Q/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348210267924898866" /></a><br />My sister was looking into <a href="http://www.taaz.com/">hair options</a> for herself and then decided to see how Princess would look with longer hair. It's scary how old she looks here.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-65537653996095986642009-06-15T21:30:00.000-07:002009-06-15T21:49:11.710-07:00Not Me! Monday<table><tr><td><br />This is my 5th time participating in Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net">MckMama</a>. You can head over to <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/">her blog</a> to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.<br /></td><td><br /> <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"> <img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg" /> </a><br /></td></tr></table><br /><br />I did not procrastinate writing my Not Me! Monday post until Monday at 9pm my time. Because I definitely have not been neglecting my blog ever since I started using <a href="http://twitter.com/KellyNeufeld"> Twitter </a>. I am not currently following 300+ people and trying to read all their tweets. I did not <s>stalk</s> follow the birth of Dooce’s baby. I certainly wouldn’t have endlessly refreshed her page and shouted <a href="http://twitter.com/KellyNeufeld/status/2162746536">encouraging tweets</a> at her during labour. I did not stay up late wondering if I’d be one of the first people to catch the <a href="http://twitter.com/KellyNeufeld/status/2163476940">birth announcement</a>. I am not on twitter enough that I would see when she went into labour, when she had given birth, and rush off to her <a href="http://dooce.com/2009/06/15/introducing"> website </a>the minute she announced the name. I was not insanely jealous that she had over 100 comments in the first 2 minutes after posting and over 500 in less than an hour. (Speaking of famous bloggers, I did not get excited when I got an e-mail from MckMama. And if I had I wouldn’t have <a href="http://twitter.com/KellyNeufeld/statuses/2127884948"> tweeted </a>about it) Ahem. I certainly am not addicted to the internet. <br /><br />I do not spend more time looking at job postings and talking about applying for jobs than I do actually applying for them. I did not have a dream about a really well paying job that came with a Porsche. The only catch was that it would be a 3 hour daily commute. I’m glad I don’t actually have to make that decision in real life.<br /><br />I do not think that all our problems will be solved once we move out of our cramped apartment to our new house. I am not looking forward to the kids having a designated play area instead of taking over our living room and kitchen with their toys. I am not overwhelmed by the choices I need to make concerning paint colours. I am not also overwhelmed by the choices I need to make when I redesign my blog in Wordpress. I am not thinking of articles and blog posts to write but waiting until the new site to publish them. <br /><br />And now I am not off to clean my house for the sole reason that there is a babysitter coming over tomorrow.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-47360285628013273242009-06-12T02:48:00.003-07:002009-06-12T02:48:29.059-07:00Aloha Friday #86<table border="0"><br /><tbody><tr><td>Welcome to this week’s edition of Aloha Friday hosted by <a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/">An Island Life</a>. In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is a day to take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So on Fridays we take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, we ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response. Visit the Island Life Blog for more <a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/aloha-friday-86/">Aloha Friday Questions</a></td><td><a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p215/Local-Girl-photos/logos/125button.jpg" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br />I had my <a href="http://parenting-princesses.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-graduation.html">graduation ceremony</a> yesterday morning and now have a Bachelor of Arts Degree in psychology with two minors in business and communications. I really wish I had thought more about careers when I was in school. I'm unsure of what job I can get with my degree. I wish I had gotten a Business Degree or learned more about Marketing. <br /><br /><b>My Questions</b><br />Do you have a degree? Do you wish you had done a different degree. What kind of degree would you like to get if money weren't an object?Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-10769245334748113312009-06-12T01:59:00.000-07:002009-06-12T02:38:49.544-07:00My Graduation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SjIdRoUJw5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Vx8d724fH-A/s1600-h/CIMG1533.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SjIdRoUJw5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Vx8d724fH-A/s320/CIMG1533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346367896359125906" /></a><br />I had my official graduation ceremony this morning. I’ve been finished school for almost two months now so it was a little weird to go back to school. The ceremony itself was a little bit anticlimactic and impersonal. I handed a card to the speaker who read off my name and then I walked across stage and shook some hands. 30 seconds later it was over. I don’t know exactly what I was expecting but I knew I had to go just for the pictures. It was really interesting to see who was graduating with what degrees. You could tell who some of the fashion design graduates were by their style. The theatre graduates made the most noise as they crossed the stage. After the ceremony, my dad brought my girls to the campus. I wasn’t going to make them sit through 2 hours or a boring convocation, more importantly I wasn’t going to make my husband try to keep two kids quiet for two hours. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SjIdSEzL0ZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0n59nD_BxWc/s1600-h/CIMG1538.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SjIdSEzL0ZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0n59nD_BxWc/s320/CIMG1538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346367904005476754" /></a><br /><br />We can't even get them to sit still for 2 minutes for pictures. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SjIdR2BzYoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yVMrvUMqbTI/s1600-h/CIMG1536.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SjIdR2BzYoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yVMrvUMqbTI/s320/CIMG1536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346367900040258178" /></a><br /><br /><br />I didn’t look at any of the pictures that were being taken and now I’m so mad at myself for not checking. I knew my flash was turned off and I asked if the person taking the pictures if they were getting good shots. They said they were but once I checked them at home I was so disappointed to see that there were shadows across my eyes in most photos. It was really sunny which isn’t great for photos. <br /><br />I was feeling pretty good about my dean’s list standing and outstanding achievement designation until they announced the Excellence Award winner. A fellow mother with a GPA over 4.00. I didn’t even know you could do that. She had kids soon after finishing high school and then returned to school when they were a little older. She talked about how she had to find herself first and how it made her really appreciate her education. I tried to do it all at once though. I wasn’t going to let babies stop me from finishing school. I needed to prove that an unplanned pregnancy wasn’t going to ruin my life. So I did it. I’ve spent the last 5 years in school while having 2 babies. I’m glad I did it but I know that I wasn’t able to completely dedicate myself to school or to being a mom. Schoolwork kept me up late and made me a cranky mom sometimes, being a breastfeeding mother made me rush home after every class instead of getting to know fellow students or my teachers. Now I’ve got a piece of parchment in hand and will be trying to figure out what to do with it. I know I’ll go to school again at some point. I love learning, it’s the assignments, papers and exams I could do without. I hope I’ve inspired my girls to go to university one day, they already have the hat. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SjIdS3uP8RI/AAAAAAAAAK4/L0kj4Wi1T-w/s1600-h/CIMG1546.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SjIdS3uP8RI/AAAAAAAAAK4/L0kj4Wi1T-w/s320/CIMG1546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346367917674983698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SjIdSpokgkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9k3KWBDrs0o/s1600-h/CIMG1540.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SjIdSpokgkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9k3KWBDrs0o/s320/CIMG1540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346367913893069378" /></a>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-60450371689716706152009-06-10T02:36:00.000-07:002009-06-10T03:01:42.939-07:00Mostly Wordless Wednesday- A day at the ParkWe had a great day at the park today. We were a little late getting there since Sweet Pea was refusing to take her nap and I didn't dare take her out in public while she was so grumpy. You can see how excited they are to be in the stroller. They only were in there on the walk to the playground and the walk back. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si-BWvdBe7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/V8E3tGpNwWs/s1600-h/CIMG1492.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si-BWvdBe7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/V8E3tGpNwWs/s320/CIMG1492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345633510407371698" /></a><br /><br />Princes spun around on this pole and then was so dizzy that she fell down after getting off. That didn't stop her from doing it again though<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si-BW-J40PI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0CskASLtOMA/s1600-h/CIMG1503.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si-BW-J40PI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0CskASLtOMA/s320/CIMG1503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345633514353643762" /></a><br /><br />Sweet Pea and Princess playing on the train at the park. It's so much nicer taking them to the park now that Sweet Pea can walk.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si-CXZBhLFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xqogcmrbOCU/s1600-h/CIMG1507.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si-CXZBhLFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xqogcmrbOCU/s320/CIMG1507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345634621077924946" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si-BXMO1_rI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WPA9NfuYqmg/s1600-h/CIMG1520.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si-BXMO1_rI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WPA9NfuYqmg/s320/CIMG1520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345633518132526770" /></a><br /><br />Visit <a href="http://www.ordinaryandawesome.com/">Ordinary & Aweseome</a> for more links to Mostly Wordless Wednesday Posts.<br /><center><a target="_blank" href="http://www.ordinaryandawesome.com/search/label/WW"><img border="0" src="http://subjectivebeauty.com/WW.png"></a></center>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-58603774295460452122009-06-10T02:00:00.001-07:002009-06-10T02:07:09.123-07:00Beech Nut Toddler Food WinnerMy first giveaway ended yesterday and I'm happy to announce that <a href="http://canadian-natural-mama.blogspot.com">McVeggie</a> is the winner of two boxes of toddler food. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si92Tpv6UVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/acWrC8bq8Jc/s1600-h/beechrandom.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si92Tpv6UVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/acWrC8bq8Jc/s320/beechrandom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345621362708468050" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si92Thr4LTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-sZyVEJcaXM/s1600-h/beechwinner.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 63px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si92Thr4LTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-sZyVEJcaXM/s320/beechwinner.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345621360544066866" /></a>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-46954224665816127532009-06-08T02:55:00.000-07:002009-06-08T13:16:30.079-07:00Not Me! Monday<table><tr><td><br />This is my 4th time participating in Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net">MckMama</a>. You can head over to <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/">her blog</a> to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.<br /></td><td><br /> <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"> <img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg" /> </a><br /></td></tr></table><br /><br />My husband was gone this weekend on a mens' retreat. I was not secretly looking forward to a few days of alone time. When he came home I was not temporarily distracted while in bed with my husband with thoughts of blogging. I did not wonder, just for a second, if I could blog about what we were doing, because that would be scandalous. I do not let my husband go to bed alone every night so I can stay up and read and blog. I do not spend too much time reading other people’s blogs and run out of time to write my own posts. I am not excited to only have 200 unread blog posts in my Google reader. I would never have over 1000 unread posts in my reader at times.<br /> <br />Sweet Pea does not have a black eye. She did not somehow fall into the computer hard drive because I follow her around all day to make sure nothing like that happens. I do not wish she was still crawling and unable to walk and climb. I do not miss having a non-mobile child. I do not look forward to her morning nap every morning so that I have time to <s>clean</s> go on the computer or sleep. And since my oldest does not nap any more I do not distract her with tv while her sister naps so I can have alone time. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si1NpY0hxeI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wXe8BF2Snuw/s1600-h/CIMG1456.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si1NpY0hxeI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wXe8BF2Snuw/s320/CIMG1456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345013706191390178" /></a><br />My husband and I did not go shopping for new bedding for our room and girls rooms. And if we did, we certainly wouldn’t have picked up all three sets at the first store we went to. I always look around and comparison shop everything we purchase. <br /><br />I have not procrastinated on sending out resumes this last week. I definitely wasn’t hoping that I would I would get the one perfect local job that I applied for. I do not secretly wish I could be paid to be a blogger. <br /><br />I have not just started using <a href="http://twitter.com/KellyNeufeld"> Twitter </a>. I certainly don't need another thing to keep me on the computer. <br /><br />This is not a picture of Princess eating a chocolate cupcake at a party. If it were her I never would have let her have some of the KFC fries that were also served. Because my kid eats <a href="http://parenting-princesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/beech-nut-toddler-food-giveaway.html">healthy</a> all the time just like her mom. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si1NpDzeMaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KBFS1hMku6o/s1600-h/CIMG1454.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Si1NpDzeMaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KBFS1hMku6o/s320/CIMG1454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345013700549816738" /></a><br /><br />And I am most certainly not promoting my own giveaway that ends tonight for two boxes of <a href="http://parenting-princesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/beech-nut-toddler-food-giveaway.html">Beech Nut Toddler Food</a>.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-18247389610848543842009-06-06T15:35:00.000-07:002009-06-06T16:06:28.887-07:00Small Talk 6- One Proud Mama<ol> <a href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays/" rel='nofollow'><img border="1" src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd206/Busymonkeez/SmallTalkSix175.jpg"/ align=right></a><br /> Today's Small Talk Six is about 6 ways you are proud of your children. To see the other bloggers particapating you can head over to <a href="http://www.momdot.com/join-us-for-small-talk-six-on-saturdays/">Mom Dot</a><br /><br></br><br></br><br></br><br /></ol><br /><ol><br /><li> Princess if finally pretty much <a href="http://parenting-princesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/potty-training-princess.html">potty trained</a>. It was weird but one day she just started telling us she had to pee. (Thanks for all the <a href="http://parenting-princesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/aloha-friday-82.html">advice</a>) </li><br /><br /><li> Both my kids were great babies. They rarely cried and slept through the night by about 2 months with no sleep training. (I was scared that since our first was such a good baby, we'd have a colicky second baby and I wouldn't know how to handle it) </li><br /><br /><li> Both my kids started walking at 11 months. It isn't super early but my kids crawl later than average (7 or 8 months) and don't talk forever so it's nice to have at least one thing that they do early. It's so cute to Sweet Pea toddle around. </li><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Sir0N_eXWmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/39bajpliBSY/s1600-h/CIMG1401.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Sir0N_eXWmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/39bajpliBSY/s320/CIMG1401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344352429042784866" /></a><br /><li> Princess is a natural dancer. She loves dancing to music and always makes everyone smile at church. </li> <br /><br /><li> Princess has a great memory. She always remembers where at least one of her sister's soothers is. She helps take care of her sister a lot.</li><br /><br /><li> And of course I'm just proud that they are my little girls. The most precious, beautiful, funny little girls in the world (according to their unbiased mom). </li><br /></ol><br />Now if only they could learn to eat yoghurt without making a <a href="http://parenting-princesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/mostly-wordless-wednesday_20.html">huge mess</a>. Half-way through writing this post I turned around to find my oldest daughter had dumped yoghurt on our fabric chairs, on purpose.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-32271033572495651152009-06-05T01:51:00.000-07:002009-06-05T02:06:10.503-07:00Aloha Friday #85<table border="0"><br /><tbody><tr><td>Welcome to this week’s edition of Aloha Friday hosted by <a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/">An Island Life</a>. In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is a day to take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So on Fridays we take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, we ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response. Visit the Island Life Blog for more <a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/aloha-friday-85/">Aloha Friday Questions</a></td><td><a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p215/Local-Girl-photos/logos/125button.jpg" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><b>My Question</b><br /><br />If you had a choice of the following options free of charge which would you chooose and why?<br /><ul><br /><li> A Maid<br /><li> A Chef<br /><li> Limosine Driver<br /><li> Nanny<br /><li> Personal Stylist<br /><li> Gardener<br /><li> Someone to go to work for you<br /></ul>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-78672551594195306162009-06-04T01:17:00.000-07:002009-06-04T02:04:13.450-07:00Summertime FunI’ve been anxiously awaiting summer but now that it’s here I’m reminded of some of the not so fun things about summer. We are having a really hot period right now and it’s almost uncomfortable outside. I hate being overly hot and it tends to make me frustrated. In order to avoid the hottest sun, I try to get the kids outside early in the morning. Usually that tires Sweet Pea out and she takes a nice long nap. It’s still really hot and it even tires me out. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SieI309sAzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8ohOyJS-ezs/s1600-h/CIMG1224.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SieI309sAzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8ohOyJS-ezs/s320/CIMG1224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343389975589946162" /></a><br /> I envisioned summer with lots of trips to the park and sitting on a blanket in the grass reading a book while my kids played peacefully. But I’ve discovered that it’s hard to read a book when you are looking up every few seconds to see where the kids have wandered off too. And when I see my youngest trying to climb the play structure, my book is instantly abandoned. I do love getting outside though since my girls have a lot more freedom to roam and it’s generally less cluttered than my house. But I worry about them getting too much sun exposure. I use sunscreen and hats but the hats don’t always stay on. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SieI4ykRHiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qvgZclpW5z0/s1600-h/CIMG1401.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SieI4ykRHiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qvgZclpW5z0/s320/CIMG1401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343389992126324258" /></a><br /><br />And even if they’re not getting sunburnt, the heat can make them grumpy and sick. Like last week when I took the kids to the park. About halfway around the path Sweet Pea started crying. I couldn’t calm her down, not even when I tried to breastfeed her. She rarely ever cries so I think it was the combination of being overtired and hot. I didn’t want to leave her screaming in the stroller so I was forced to walk 15 minutes back to our car holding her while attempting to push the double stroller. Thank goodness, I went with a friend who helped me out. Sweet Pea calmed down once we got home and she breastfed and was able to have a nap in her crib. The experience makes me nervous to stray too far from home though. So much for trips to the beach. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SieL-3eDReI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CVbelaB0a2w/s1600-h/CIMG1387.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SieL-3eDReI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CVbelaB0a2w/s320/CIMG1387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343393395056526818" /></a><br />It was super hot again today but we turned the sprinkler on to cool down the kids. Sweet Pea avoided the sprinkler at all costs, which is odd because she loves the shower. She was perfectly content to play in the play house. Princess on the other hand loved it. I was worried about the water rinsing off all her sunscreen. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SieI5AMvWOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sxLKihWcfBc/s1600-h/CIMG1407.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SieI5AMvWOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sxLKihWcfBc/s320/CIMG1407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343389995785738466" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SieL_cjS-LI/AAAAAAAAAIo/id5vdWu_sXE/s1600-h/CIMG1415.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SieL_cjS-LI/AAAAAAAAAIo/id5vdWu_sXE/s320/CIMG1415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343393405010639026" /></a><br /><br />This intense heat wave should pass soon and then I’ll be able to go on walks and stay outside longer. In the meantime, I’m very thankful for air conditioning. If only I could have the space of the outdoors with the convenience of a gigantic air conditioner. <br /><br />What are some of your favourite things to do in the summer? How do you make sure your kids don’t get too much sun exposure?Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-88539172920452874352009-06-03T02:37:00.000-07:002009-06-09T13:54:04.451-07:00Cloth Diaper GiveawaysIf you already cloth diaper and would like to add to your stash or are new to cloth diapering and would like to test out different cloth diaper brands try entering cloth diaper giveaways online. Below is a list of all the current diaper giveaways I know of. Unless otherwise noted they are only open to US residents. So I can't win but you might be able to<br /><br /><br />3 Fuzzibunz Diapers <a href="http://comfortjoydesigns.blogspot.com/2009/06/fuzibunz.html">Comfort Joy Designs</a> (June 30th)<br /><br />1 Happy Heinys <a href="http://www.lookwhatmomfound.com/2009/05/happy-heineys.html">Look What Mom Found</a> (June 15th)<br /><br />3 3Monkeys Cloth Diapers <a href="http://monkeytoesreviewsandgiveaways.blogspot.com/2009/05/3monkeysclothdiapers-review-giveaway.html">MonkeyToes Reviews & Giveaways</a> (Canada & US, June 10th)<br /><br />1 AppleCheeks Diaper <a href="http://monkeytoesreviewsandgiveaways.blogspot.com/2009/06/applecheeks-review-giveaway.html">MonkeyToes Reviews & Giveaways</a> (World-wide, June 18th)<br /><br />1 <a href="http://www.applecheeks.com">Apple Cheeks Diaper</a> From <a href="http://www.jollymom.com/2009/06/apple-cheeks-reusable-diapers-review.html">Jolly Mom</a> (World-Wide, June 18th)<br /><br /><br />If you know of any others that I missed please let me know. Good luck!Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-12457646862576095522009-06-03T01:17:00.000-07:002009-06-03T02:20:05.194-07:00Wordless Wednesday- First Birthday PartySweet Pea got some very nice presents. One was in Dora wrapping which made Princess think it's was hers since Dora is her other obsession. Princess was her usual helpful self and helped Sweet Pea open all her gifts. <br /><br /><Table><tr><td><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY4Q9NstgI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/i2RmCRPh9DI/s1600-h/CIMG1338.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY4Q9NstgI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/i2RmCRPh9DI/s200/CIMG1338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343019871882753538" /></a><br /></td><td><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY9I24D_YI/AAAAAAAAAH4/tGWsDC2bWA0/s1600-h/CIMG1340.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY9I24D_YI/AAAAAAAAAH4/tGWsDC2bWA0/s200/CIMG1340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343025230300577154" /></a><br /></td></tr></table><br />Sweet Pea tries to carry my purse around but it's much too heavy, this little purse is perfect for her and she already know how to hold it. Just another reminder she is growing up. <br /><Table><tr><td><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY4QrO---I/AAAAAAAAAHI/-JHnAWBvkZc/s1600-h/CIMG1337.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY4QrO---I/AAAAAAAAAHI/-JHnAWBvkZc/s200/CIMG1337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343019867056307170" /></a><br /></td><td><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY0-NSgSqI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WOOpyisz7Mw/s1600-h/CIMG1275.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY0-NSgSqI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WOOpyisz7Mw/s200/CIMG1275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343016251245480610" /></a><br /></tr></td></table><br /><br />Sweet Pea didn't really know what to do with the cupcake. She just kept picking at the icing. After her sister came to show her how it's done she finally picked it up for a big bite. But there was no big smash of the cake. I guess she's going to be a little delicate princess too. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY687Fi9bI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Er7dYEpwwtM/s1600-h/CIMG1311.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY687Fi9bI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Er7dYEpwwtM/s320/CIMG1311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343022826249188786" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY8Y3MqPtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/n9_VGQtJlYU/s1600-h/CIMG1313.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY8Y3MqPtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/n9_VGQtJlYU/s320/CIMG1313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343024405753249490" /></a><br /><br />The impossible family photo. This was the best picture out of the ones we took. Sweet Pea was too excited to sit still for even a second.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY6gUtEhJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bGI10DntWLM/s1600-h/CIMG1297.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY6gUtEhJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bGI10DntWLM/s320/CIMG1297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343022334909645970" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY8Ygpn1EI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EH7ucp4b9yU/s1600-h/CIMG1247.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiY8Ygpn1EI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EH7ucp4b9yU/s320/CIMG1247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343024399700710466" /></a>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-64523152820943432062009-06-01T04:08:00.000-07:002009-06-01T04:27:07.519-07:00Not Me! Monday<table><tr><td><br />This is my third time participating in Not Me! Monday! I didn't know that this meme was on holiday during memorial day so I still wrote a <a href="http://parenting-princesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-me-monday-2.html"> Not Me! Post</a> for last Monday. This blog carnival was created by <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net">MckMama</a>. You can head over to <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/">her blog</a> to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.<br /></td><td><br /> <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"> <img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg" /> </a><br /></td></tr></table><br /><br />I did not have a first birthday party for my youngest this week. It was not planned two days in advance because I am way more organized than that. I am not sad that she is growing up and I certainly am not thinking about getting pregnant so I can experience the baby stage again. I have not been too busy to post pictures of her party yet. (Except for the one below) Our outfits were not both from Walmart, and my top certainly didn't come from the juniors section. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiO56fbmB3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/5kY6X8vSv4g/s1600-h/CIMG1246.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiO56fbmB3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/5kY6X8vSv4g/s320/CIMG1246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342317997512329074" /></a><br /><br />I have not been eagerly waiting for summer to hurry and get here so I can go outside more with my girls. And now that it is finally here, I am not complaining that it is too hot. I am not already regretting not enjoying my time home with the girls more, now that I know I will have to start working at some point. <br /><br />I have not been procrastinating about getting a job for over six weeks since I finished school. I do not regret getting a Bachelor of Arts degree and am not wishing I had some marketable skills and job experience. I am not reluctant to job search because I am not having any guilt about leaving my babies (ok toddlers) for 40 hours a week. I am not nervous about what it will be like to work a full 9-5 for the first time in my life. I do not secretly think that a job might be easier than being home all day. My husband did not promise to let me spend my first pay check on a new wardrobe in order to motivate me to look for a job. But only after we move, so I have closet space to put the clothes in.<br /><br />I am not completely sick of my home and its lack of space. I would never need more than one drawer in the kitchen. I do not care that my youngest is sleeping in our storage room. I have not completely given up on trying to make it look nice while I wait for our new house to be finished. I am not completely blessed to be able to move into a beautiful new house. <br /><br />And last of all, I did not stay up way too late just to write this post. <br /><br /><br />I am also not running my first giveaway. You should NOT click <a href="http://parenting-princesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/beech-nut-toddler-food-giveaway.html">here</a> unless you want to win some Beech Nut Toddler FoodKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-45425562602261162532009-05-30T01:25:00.000-07:002009-06-10T02:03:40.697-07:00Beech Nut Toddler Food Giveaway- ClosedI'm participating in my first <a href="http://www.bzzagent.com">Bzz Campaign</a> and was excited to receive a huge box of toddler food to share with my friends. Most of you know <a href="http://www.lets-grow.ca/">Beech Nut</a> makes baby food but now they are also making toddler Food. We received several samples of <a href="http://www.lets-grow.ca/our_products.html">7 Grain Nibbles</a>, Biter Biscuits and Yoghurt Nibbles. <br /><br />I want my kids to eat healthy but don’t always have time to prepare fruit or vegetables, especially when I’m running out the door. I love the fact that Beech Nut has a no Junk Promise. Their products are made with whole grains and no preservatives, artificial flavours or colours. <br /><table><tr><td><br />When my daughter started on solid foods, my husband and I were thrilled to have an excuse to buy Mr. Christie’s Arrowroot cookies for <s>ourselves</s> our daughter. We happily shared with her as well, but one day I took the time to actually read the ingredients. I was shocked to find out that sugar was the second ingredient and the next ingredient was shortening. The Beech Nut biter biscuits are made of healthier <a href="http://www.lets-grow.ca/our_products.html">ingredients</a>. The closest thing to sugar is evaporated cane juice which is a healthier option than white sugar. They are not as sweet as traditional baby cookies but my kids still loved them. </td><td><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lets-grow.ca/img/lg-product-page_83.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 187px;" src="http://www.lets-grow.ca/img/lg-product-page_83.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /></td></tr></table><br /><table><tr><td><br />The 7 Grain Nibbles are like miniature rice cakes. They are a bit messy so we don’t take this travelling with us. But I like feeding them to Sweet Pea in her high chair. They keep her entertained while I make dinner and it’s nice to have something other than cheerios to offer her. They come in two flavours: Sweet Potato and Mixed Veggie</td> <td><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lets-grow.ca/img/lg-products-product-img_27.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 178px;" src="http://www.lets-grow.ca/img/lg-products-product-img_27.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a> </td></tr></table><br /><br />We recently took a bag of the Yoghurt Nibbles to the park. Princess loves them and they keep her occupied while we’re strolling around. She was even nice enough to share with her sister. We tried the Berries and Cherries type but i'm sure she would have loved the Strawberry Banana kind too. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiD6Z6awkhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vvdezIWl3j4/s1600-h/CIMG1122.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiD6Z6awkhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vvdezIWl3j4/s320/CIMG1122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341544481146573330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiD6aA-kM8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Xc8M2wJiXb8/s1600-h/CIMG1124.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/SiD6aA-kM8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Xc8M2wJiXb8/s320/CIMG1124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341544482907370434" /></a><br /><br /><b> Win Beech Nut Toddler Food </b><br />As part of the <a href="http://www.bzzagent.com">Bzz Campaign</a> they encourage us to share with other moms. I’d like to offer you a chance to test these snacks as well. One person will win a box of the 7 Grain Nibbles Sweet Potato snacks and a box of the Biter Biscuits. This contest is open to Canada and US. Contest will end June 8th. <br /><br />Entries: You can do any or all of the following things to get an entry. Be sure to leave a comment for each separate action you do.<br /><br />1. Leave a comment about quick snack ideas for kids, favourite features about the Beech Nut toddler line or anything somewhat related<br />2. Follow my blog<br />3. Subscribe to my blog<br />4. Follow me on twitter @KellyNeufeld<br />5. Retweet this contest or blog about this giveaway<br />6. Add me to your blog rollKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-47525017466602542712009-05-29T00:30:00.001-07:002009-05-29T00:39:58.745-07:00TiredI'm about to go to sleep at the early hour of 12am. Normally I'd be up for another hour or two, sometimes even three, but I'm exhausted. Sweet Pea's birthday party was tonight which was a lot of fun. I took over 100 pictures and will be sure to post some of the best ones soon. <br /><br />I also finally got around to writing my resume. I applied for one job and it would be amazing if I would get the first job I applied for. I'm not getting my hopes up too high though. So between baking and decorating dozens of cupcakes, shopping for party supplies and looking for a job I've been staying up late and skipping naps. At this point my body has had enough and is forcing me to go to sleep. zzzzzzz<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Sh-RBLUckPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JCdGTbPlPg0/s1600-h/CIMG1316.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/Sh-RBLUckPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JCdGTbPlPg0/s320/CIMG1316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341147132489142514" /></a>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-21566821412653392412009-05-29T00:13:00.000-07:002009-05-29T09:55:27.853-07:00Aloha Friday #84<table border="0"><br /><tbody><tr><td>Welcome to this week’s edition of Aloha Friday hosted by <a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/">An Island Life</a>. In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is a day to take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So on Fridays we take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, we ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response. Visit the Island Life Blog for more <a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/aloha-friday-84/">Aloha Friday Questions</a></td><td><a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p215/Local-Girl-photos/logos/125button.jpg" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><b>My Question: Comment Etiquette</b><br />I love getting comments on my post and try to respond to them the majority of the time (although I'm a little behind right now). I usually respond via e-mail. I wonder if I should reply in the comments section of the post as well. That way everyone else can ready my answer to a reader's question. But at the same time I realize that most people do not subscribe to the comments section. I've seen some people respond to comments by leaving a comment on the other person's blog, but it doesn't always make sense to the other people reading it. <br /><br />So my questions has two parts: Do you respond to the people who comment on your blogs and in what manner? The second part is how do you prefer to be responded to?<br /><br />Ps. For those of you with blogger accounts please make sure there is an e-mail address associated with your profile. It makes it much easier to respond to your comments.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-39942136420357230912009-05-27T00:39:00.000-07:002009-05-27T00:58:11.067-07:00Wordless WednesdayIn honour of Sweet Pea's first birthday yesterday. <br /><br /><center><b>1 Day Old</b></center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196390_6069.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 272px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196390_6069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><center><b> 1 Month Old </b></center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v309/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3676216_4291.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 272px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v309/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3676216_4291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><center><b> 1 Year Old </b></center><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/ShzxgeGthyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fRlw9Y63Yz0/s1600-h/CIMG1195.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/ShzxgeGthyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fRlw9Y63Yz0/s320/CIMG1195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340408798293886754" /></a>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-48202591486864381242009-05-26T16:25:00.000-07:002009-05-26T16:54:33.653-07:00My Perfect VBAC Birth StoryA year ago today I delivered my 2nd perfect baby girl. As I mentioned in my post about <a href="http://parenting-princesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-year-ago-waiting-for-labour.html">waiting for labour</a> my first was born via c-section because she was breach. I had to go into labour on my own because inductions raise the risk of uterine rupture during vaginal births after c-sections.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196396_7750.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 422px; height: 318px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196396_7750.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />I went into labour late Sunday night at 40weeks and 4 days. I had some very mild and infrequent contractions that kept me up so I cleaned the whole house. I started timing my contractions at 7am and they were between 5-10 minutes apart but only about 10 seconds long. The hospital told me stay at home until I was having contractions 3-5 minutes apart lasting a minute long. Since the hospital was an hour away we went anyways, but not until I made my husband vaacuum. <br /><br />We walked around the hospital for an hour and then my husband wanted me to check in. I didn't want to hear that I was barely dilated since the contractions still weren't regular or longer than 15 seconds. But we decided to just check. Once I walked into the admitting room around 12:45, they handed me my gown and I had 3 quick contractions. I laid down and then threw up. They checked me and I was only 2cm. I had 2 more contractions in the next few minutes and during the 2nd one my water broke. They checked me and I was fully dilated! I immediately felt like pushing so they rushed me to a delivery room. After about 20 minutes of pushing my baby was there! Sweet Pea arrived at 1:18pm barely 30 minutes after being admitted. <br /><br />I did get a 2nd degree tear and used gas while they stitched me up. I was surprised to find out she was 8lbs 11oz since my first had only been 7.5lbs. I'm glad I didn't know how big she was since it might have scared me and hindered my labour. <br /><br />It was an amazing experience and I'm so glad I didn't follow medical advice and get a repeat c-section. My recovery was so much better. I don't know how I would have been able to take care of my toddler if I had a c-section. <br /><br />I don't have any pictures of my labour since it was so quick but this picture is 5 minutes after having her. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196390_6069.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 422px; height: 318px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196390_6069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />This picture is the first time Princess met her baby sister. The outfits were not planned at all surprisingly<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196399_8658.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 422px; height: 318px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196399_8658.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />I'd love to read your birth stories. Feel free to add the link to the stories in the comments section.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-23892288198825059222009-05-25T14:40:00.000-07:002009-05-25T19:07:39.072-07:00Not Me! Monday 2<table><tr><td> This is my second time participating in Not Me! Monday! You can read my first entry <a href=”http://parenting-princesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-me-monday.html”>here</a>. This blog carnival was created by <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net">MckMama</a>. You can head over to <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/2009/05/not-me-monday_18.html">her blog</a> to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week. </td><td> <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"> <img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg" /> </a> </td></tr></table> <br />This week I did not go on a day date with my husband. We did not talk about how we couldn’t remember the last time we went out for a date during the day. If we had gone out, we wouldn’t have celebrated with a ridiculously expensive lunch. And the lunch would not have included a single bellini that would give me a slight buzz without even finishing it. My husband would not have loved the fact that I wore a halter top and “didn’t look like a mom”. <br /><br />I did not walk into a new store and get utterly and completely confused just trying to get into the door. It’s hard to explain, but there were exit and entrance doors right beside each other and then each of them had another door to enter/exit the store with a glass divider between the two areas. I did not walk into the exit door then wonder why I couldn’t open the partition to get to the 2nd entrance door. I did not need the help of a kind gentleman to get me into the store. And once in the store, when I couldn’t find either of the items I originally went for, I did not proceed to spend $80 on other random things. That would be crazy. <br /><br />My youngest daughter’s first birthday is tomorrow. Because it is such momentous occasion I have been thinking about it for weeks. I certainly have not been in complete denial that she is turning one and procrastinated on picking a date for the party. I will not be planning a last-minute party for her. And when we do have the party, I certainly will not be letting her indulge in any cake. She has never in her life had sugar and we wouldn’t start on her birthday. I made a special cake for my oldest daughter out of our applesauce and whole wheat flour and would not slack off on this birthday just because she is the second child. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/ShsTmJMGd9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/YpqmSbz0GfI/s1600-h/CIMG1166.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/ShsTmJMGd9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/YpqmSbz0GfI/s320/CIMG1166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339883329200486354" /></a><br /><br />I did not finally fold two weeks’ worth of the girls’ laundry last Tuesday. There is no way I would have 19 pairs of unmatched socks. And there was not already another two loads of their laundry waiting to be done. But if there were I would not have procrastinated on doing those two loads until today. Who knew little girls came with so much clothing? And because I am so organized with their clothes, I would never leave two big boxes of their too small clothes sitting in our hallway for over three months. These photos are not of my home of course, but I wanted to show what the laundry would look like if I had procrastinated on laundry, which I totally did not do, remember. <br /><br /><table><tr><td> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/ShsTlSjLGKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FBulHX2rLv4/s1600-h/CIMG1086.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/ShsTlSjLGKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FBulHX2rLv4/s320/CIMG1086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339883314533308578" /></a><br /></td><td> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/ShsTlkf_QuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_rUpMP18VlA/s1600-h/CIMG1087.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxb8yXHjBM/ShsTlkf_QuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_rUpMP18VlA/s320/CIMG1087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339883319351788258" /></a><br /></td></tr></table> <br /><br />Those are all the things I did not do last week. What are some things you did not do last week?Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-47431735228981877222009-05-25T11:58:00.000-07:002009-05-25T13:58:44.614-07:00My 2nd AwardOne of my newest readers, Holly, just awarded me the Lovely Blog Award! You can visit Holly at <a href="http://hollymcstaypaul.blogspot.com/">Pink is my Signature Color</a>. Now I get to pass along this award to 15 of the blogs I like. This isn`t a comprehensive list of all the blogs I read, because I read a lot, but these are some of the ladies I`ve been able to talk to through blogging. I apologize if you already have the award.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWtypRVq3L4/Sha8EeziQVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/FzZiTj4oTyU/s400/one-lovely-blog-award-150x150.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JWtypRVq3L4/Sha8EeziQVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/FzZiTj4oTyU/s400/one-lovely-blog-award-150x150.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />The rules for accepting the award are as follows<br /> 1. Accept the award and post it on your blog, along with the name and link of the person who sent it to you.<br /> 2. Pass the award to 15 other bloggers that you have newly discovered, then contact them to let them know you have passed it along.<br /><br />Susie at <a href="http://mnssams.blogspot.com/">Be Strong & Courageous</a><br />Becca at <a href="http://beccasbackyard.blogspot.com">Becca`s Backyard</a><br />Jen at <a href="http://mimitchells.blogspot.com">Buried with Children</a><br />Michelle at <a href="http://flyinggigglesandlollipops.blogspot.com">Flying Giggles & Lollipops</a><br />Loukia at <a href="http://loulousviews.blogspot.com">Loulou`s Views</a><br />Brittany at <a href="http://brittanyvandeputte.blogspot.com">Re-Writing Motherhood</a><br />Liz at <a href="http://sugarplumcreations.blogspot.com">Sugarplum Creations</a><br />Stacy at <a href="http://stacysrandomthoughts.blogspot.com"> Stacy`s Random Thoughts</a><br />Eva at <a href="http://glickers.blogspot.com">Surprised Suburban Wife</a><br />Kate at <a href="http://savvylittlewomen.blogspot.com">Savvy Little Women</a><br />Amy at <a href="http://theatoztwins.blogspot.com">The A to Z Twins</a><br />Tara at <a href="http://www.tarasviewoftheworld.com/">Tara`s View of the World</a><br />Jeanette at <a href="http://jfrogster.blogspot.com/">Temporary Insanity</a><br />Melissa at <a href="http://thedumbestsmartgirlyouknow.blogspot.com">The Dumbest Smart Girl You Know</a><br />Erin at <a href="http://www.herewegomoms.com/">Closing Time</a>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150179314060105868.post-92202249401697703352009-05-25T08:13:00.000-07:002009-05-26T16:33:58.308-07:001 Year Ago- Waiting for Labour<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196387_5268.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 272px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196387_5268.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />This was me exactly 1 year ago. I was 40 weeks and 4 days pregnant with Sweet Pea, desperately hoping that I would go into labour on my own before a scheduled c-section at 41 weeks. My first was born via c-section because she was breach (Now that I know more about breach babies I wish I had tried different methods to turn her) but I was really hoping to experience childbirth naturally with this one. It was a bit of a struggle to get a doctor to agree to let me have a vaginal birth after a c-section (vbac) but I had found one who agreed to let me have a vbac if it was before 41 weeks. I agreed to the 41 week timeline only because I was sure I would go into labour early since my water had broken 4 days early with my first. At this time last year, I had all but resigned myself to having another c-section and was going in the morning to get bloodwork done for the surgery.<br /><br />Luckily, I went into labour that night. Come back tomorrow to read my perfect vbac story.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196388_5560.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 454px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/48/99/674195710/n674195710_3196388_5560.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3196387&id=674195710#/photo.php?pid=3196388&id=674195710"></a>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983161969233970719noreply@blogger.com6