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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4900757047265750866</id><published>2012-02-27T11:58:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T12:02:01.515-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toddlerhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><title type='text'>Worry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPwbxHkwwhw/T0vaJpxSG8I/AAAAAAAAB4g/_L4QeUpK5AA/s1600/muchlove1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPwbxHkwwhw/T0vaJpxSG8I/AAAAAAAAB4g/_L4QeUpK5AA/s640/muchlove1.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a worrier. I always have been, but most of my life the things I've worried about have been me focused. I worried about my heart when it was broken and if the tears would ever stop, if I'd ever feel whole again. I worried about friendships and whether I was being the friend I should be. I worried about college and what I'd do afterwards. Not that I didn't worry about other people... I have, to the point where its made me sick, but mostly I was focused on my life and how I was feeling about whatever was going on. But that changed. You know when? When I became a mother... when I had my son growing inside of me...that is when the worry shifted from me to him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-tK5gdfV1Y/T0vaOhjZ8XI/AAAAAAAAB44/WNXrR7kfYP8/s1600/muchlove4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-tK5gdfV1Y/T0vaOhjZ8XI/AAAAAAAAB44/WNXrR7kfYP8/s640/muchlove4.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The worry is still there. I'm sure that it will be there for a long time because I'll always be a mother and isn't that what comes along with motherhood? Watching your child at the park worrying that he's going to fall and hurt himself, worry that he isn't eating enough, worrying that the diaper rash will never go away, sleepless nights just worrying. Soon enough I'll have two little ones to worry about, but my worry right now is focused on my son.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YpJRYqS7Xu4/T0vaNOqbnbI/AAAAAAAAB4w/M1if76wH5oI/s1600/muchlove3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YpJRYqS7Xu4/T0vaNOqbnbI/AAAAAAAAB4w/M1if76wH5oI/s640/muchlove3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When this little one comes into the world, what about him?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love him so much. How could I love another as much? Will I have enough to give?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know its silly because of course, the answer is, there is enough love. I will have enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm worrying just like every other mama who is expecting there second baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That gives me comfort, but still I wonder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Will I get to hold him just as much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will there be time to play with him and enjoy him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Will I take the time to look at him and still see the joy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-5Q7GDENOU/T0vaQzL3sXI/AAAAAAAAB5A/sPCu2ehmssg/s1600/muchlove5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-5Q7GDENOU/T0vaQzL3sXI/AAAAAAAAB5A/sPCu2ehmssg/s640/muchlove5.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or will I just have to focus on the new baby?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because I want that and I look forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so excited for the baby...so so excited.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yet, I want to still experience my son as much as I am now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know its just worry... that things will be different, but still good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know that I need to trust God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He's given me Braden to love and He's giving me this one to love as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It will all be okay simply because of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;God is in this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZBpaF76d7U/T0vaK04YwfI/AAAAAAAAB4o/-oSudyL6Syw/s1600/muchlove2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZBpaF76d7U/T0vaK04YwfI/AAAAAAAAB4o/-oSudyL6Syw/s640/muchlove2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God, thank You for giving me my family and these babies.They are wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know You know the future and all that it will be, so please let me find peace in that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4900757047265750866?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4900757047265750866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-worrier.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4900757047265750866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4900757047265750866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-worrier.html' title='Worry'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPwbxHkwwhw/T0vaJpxSG8I/AAAAAAAAB4g/_L4QeUpK5AA/s72-c/muchlove1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-2041934701396793011</id><published>2012-02-24T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T11:47:29.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toddlerhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braden'/><title type='text'>A game he plays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHPUK4PrO3A/T0foWEFoyHI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/H3UyEgxBhW8/s1600/game.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHPUK4PrO3A/T0foWEFoyHI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/H3UyEgxBhW8/s640/game.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love watching Braden grow and see his personality emerge.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love to see what he enjoys and there is a game he plays that just makes me giggle and scream with delight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He puts his hands over his eyes and waits for you to say, "Where's Braden? Where's Braden?" And then he pulls his hands away as to say, "Here I am!" He'll do it again and again so happy until he moves onto something else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love to see him so happy and enjoying playing with mom and dad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's such a joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-2041934701396793011?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2041934701396793011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/game-he-plays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2041934701396793011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2041934701396793011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/game-he-plays.html' title='A game he plays'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHPUK4PrO3A/T0foWEFoyHI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/H3UyEgxBhW8/s72-c/game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-3162515650548016342</id><published>2012-02-23T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T15:11:00.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toddlerhood'/><title type='text'>The zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day started off sunny and beautiful!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took advantage of it by going to the zoo with some friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8j8kF-zICNI/T0bF2QtqgEI/AAAAAAAAB2o/Kb2ig8GZtCc/s1600/zoo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8j8kF-zICNI/T0bF2QtqgEI/AAAAAAAAB2o/Kb2ig8GZtCc/s640/zoo1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vcxTy6U-Ulk/T0bGLrZEbEI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/KKafEDbW__E/s1600/zoo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vcxTy6U-Ulk/T0bGLrZEbEI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/KKafEDbW__E/s640/zoo2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-543Y0VG5yZw/T0bGOZ-O0rI/AAAAAAAAB3g/sC0oE8bzKr4/s1600/zoo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-543Y0VG5yZw/T0bGOZ-O0rI/AAAAAAAAB3g/sC0oE8bzKr4/s640/zoo3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8ZLjHVLN1w/T0bGSYPasYI/AAAAAAAAB3w/yi0Dy8xtf8U/s1600/zoo5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8ZLjHVLN1w/T0bGSYPasYI/AAAAAAAAB3w/yi0Dy8xtf8U/s640/zoo5.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCIl5ICDwrQ/T0bF_HV-yWI/AAAAAAAAB24/DoERKwLHPn8/s1600/zoo11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KCIl5ICDwrQ/T0bF_HV-yWI/AAAAAAAAB24/DoERKwLHPn8/s640/zoo11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NfjEYtqM-Uk/T0bF6LnJYiI/AAAAAAAAB2w/U5FDqu42mXk/s1600/zoo10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="526" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NfjEYtqM-Uk/T0bF6LnJYiI/AAAAAAAAB2w/U5FDqu42mXk/s640/zoo10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp1QAYPMjBI/T0bGCv6k12I/AAAAAAAAB3A/A6kf2QazuQM/s1600/zoo12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp1QAYPMjBI/T0bGCv6k12I/AAAAAAAAB3A/A6kf2QazuQM/s640/zoo12.jpg" width="590" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30tst1SyIc4/T0bGGXyHHVI/AAAAAAAAB3I/Kn0UtYVLnT8/s1600/zoo13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30tst1SyIc4/T0bGGXyHHVI/AAAAAAAAB3I/Kn0UtYVLnT8/s640/zoo13.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A good time was had by all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to going again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-3162515650548016342?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3162515650548016342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/zoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3162515650548016342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3162515650548016342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/zoo.html' title='The zoo'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8j8kF-zICNI/T0bF2QtqgEI/AAAAAAAAB2o/Kb2ig8GZtCc/s72-c/zoo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-9160615371750812222</id><published>2012-02-22T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T06:39:37.798-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby bump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Wore Wednesday'/><title type='text'>What I Wore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-V1Tns8jdg/T0Rmo10DcNI/AAAAAAAAB2I/TnKZqpsUeyQ/s1600/bump13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-V1Tns8jdg/T0Rmo10DcNI/AAAAAAAAB2I/TnKZqpsUeyQ/s640/bump13.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2lhvCtF2JA/T0RmrMruoEI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/kAvv_MLaeng/s1600/bump131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="544" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2lhvCtF2JA/T0RmrMruoEI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/kAvv_MLaeng/s640/bump131.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yft2YaN42a0/T0RmtLo-IEI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/5cbzRVXAj2c/s1600/bump132.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yft2YaN42a0/T0RmtLo-IEI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/5cbzRVXAj2c/s640/bump132.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4xdLn3V1f8/T0RmwGq6ckI/AAAAAAAAB2g/6dOkbbNhJMg/s1600/bump133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="544" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4xdLn3V1f8/T0RmwGq6ckI/AAAAAAAAB2g/6dOkbbNhJMg/s640/bump133.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Earrings and necklace: Gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Scarf: Rue21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jacket and boots: Rockstar and Rogers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blue tank: Target.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pink Tank and jeans: Old Navy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13 weeks pregnant, which I am so thankful for! So glad this is my last week of the first trimester - praying and hoping I feel better soon! But as long as baby is healthy all is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a _mce_href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/" href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" alt="pleated poppy" border="0" height="125" src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-9160615371750812222?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9160615371750812222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-i-wore_22.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/9160615371750812222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/9160615371750812222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-i-wore_22.html' title='What I Wore'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-V1Tns8jdg/T0Rmo10DcNI/AAAAAAAAB2I/TnKZqpsUeyQ/s72-c/bump13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-2665604859401075343</id><published>2012-02-21T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T11:01:47.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being a wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>What life is and isn't about</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes social networking gets to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really sucks me in and I spend far too much time on blogger, twitter, facebook, and pinterest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am thankful for these sites because they do keep me connected with friends or the blogging world, but other times they can bring me down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is especially true about blogging. To me blogging was never really about posting everyday, how many followers I was going to acquire, or about who I'd become friends with in the blogging community. Yet, it has easily become that and I am not happy about that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't need to post everyday, but when my heart wants to write or share.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't need to have a ton of followers because that isn't why I started blogging. I write for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't need to be friends with so and so. I am thankful for the friends I have met and would love to meet more people, but these things... that's not what life is about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qrBOn9WPDFE/T0Por3h1DeI/AAAAAAAAB2A/2hLlgX4dEJs/s1600/macplay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="444" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qrBOn9WPDFE/T0Por3h1DeI/AAAAAAAAB2A/2hLlgX4dEJs/s640/macplay.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I won't be defined though social networking. My blog or twitter or whatever isn't who I am.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I share pieces of myself in those places, but what defines me is God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God knows my heart...He is who its important to share all things with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I may not have a ton of blog followers or friends via the net, but God loves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That is what defines me. That is what life is about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Life is also about being a good wife and mother. Its about loving people and growing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't ever want to lose sight of those things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-2665604859401075343?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2665604859401075343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-life-is-and-isnt-about.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2665604859401075343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2665604859401075343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-life-is-and-isnt-about.html' title='What life is and isn&apos;t about'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qrBOn9WPDFE/T0Por3h1DeI/AAAAAAAAB2A/2hLlgX4dEJs/s72-c/macplay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-8718446933110676723</id><published>2012-02-15T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T07:26:24.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Wore Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Coffee Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDT4OGTjT0g/TzlVgkKXC8I/AAAAAAAAB0g/gkRXX9pzsgU/s1600/wear1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="502" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDT4OGTjT0g/TzlVgkKXC8I/AAAAAAAAB0g/gkRXX9pzsgU/s640/wear1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like coffee, so a coffee date between you and I sounds perfect.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A iced white mocha just sounds so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we met for coffee I'd try my hardest to be open and real even though I've discovered its one of the hardest things for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd tell you that life hurts a lot lately and I'm not 100% sure as to why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd tell you that I'm going to counseling in hopes to figure it out and feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd tell you that I've been crying a lot lately and I hate it, but I know sometimes its just what I need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd tell you that trust is hard and I can count on one hand the people that I really, truly trust.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jCo79_aCWXM/TzlYUvPHyhI/AAAAAAAAB1I/aoPwr4RVHig/s1600/toddler1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jCo79_aCWXM/TzlYUvPHyhI/AAAAAAAAB1I/aoPwr4RVHig/s640/toddler1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd tell you that sometimes things feel hopeless, but I know thats a lie. Things aren't hopeless because I have a God who loves me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd tell you that my relationship with God is a daily struggle, but that I'm trying to find my way back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm reading through the Psalms and they speak to me. Its so good when His word speaks to your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd tell you that I'm in my 12th week of pregnancy and I'm so ready for the second trimester. More energy please and maybe less of my emotions all over the place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd tell you that sometimes I don't know how to handle my toddler, that sometimes his screaming and fit throwing gets to me and I have no clue what to do about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you that I love my husband so much, but I'm not always good at showing it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd tell you that I try to put on a mask of perfection, but thats all it really is. A mask... and I'm trying to do away with it here on the blog and everywhere else, but its hard. I don't always like people to see the mess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd tell you that I appreciate you, all of you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FEqlOdHeNaA/TzlVkGAHqOI/AAAAAAAAB0w/7jKXLuc7EWk/s1600/wear2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FEqlOdHeNaA/TzlVkGAHqOI/AAAAAAAAB0w/7jKXLuc7EWk/s640/wear2.jpg" width="366" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Scarf and cardi: Forever21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Earrings: target.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Shirt: Kohls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Jeans: Old Navy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Boots: Zappos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a _mce_href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/" href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" alt="pleated poppy" border="0" height="125" src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-8718446933110676723?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8718446933110676723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/coffee-date.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8718446933110676723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8718446933110676723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/coffee-date.html' title='Coffee Date'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDT4OGTjT0g/TzlVgkKXC8I/AAAAAAAAB0g/gkRXX9pzsgU/s72-c/wear1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4578133864549106472</id><published>2012-02-14T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T08:30:45.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='by husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>From my valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RG2OaFl2i3U/TzqL6FTsH4I/AAAAAAAAB1w/esiNsSm7Epg/s1600/vday5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RG2OaFl2i3U/TzqL6FTsH4I/AAAAAAAAB1w/esiNsSm7Epg/s640/vday5.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DHKv_pfc_8/TzqLu5SpiQI/AAAAAAAAB1o/aDN3DFSaw4Q/s1600/vday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DHKv_pfc_8/TzqLu5SpiQI/AAAAAAAAB1o/aDN3DFSaw4Q/s640/vday1.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjHriNiCXqE/TzqK8q1rB6I/AAAAAAAAB1g/Ser7VWCfDEc/s1600/vday4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjHriNiCXqE/TzqK8q1rB6I/AAAAAAAAB1g/Ser7VWCfDEc/s640/vday4.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VaALbw-Dbw/TzqKM1YnxaI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/izcg6mzRJmg/s1600/vday3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VaALbw-Dbw/TzqKM1YnxaI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/izcg6mzRJmg/s640/vday3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKVlTQwNkmg/TzqIARY0_EI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/tGDne7WMG0Q/s1600/vday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKVlTQwNkmg/TzqIARY0_EI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/tGDne7WMG0Q/s640/vday2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What I woke up to. So sweet. Thank you, my husband!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love you so much... I know I'm not always good at showing it, but its always there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4578133864549106472?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4578133864549106472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/from-my-valentine.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4578133864549106472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4578133864549106472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/from-my-valentine.html' title='From my valentine'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RG2OaFl2i3U/TzqL6FTsH4I/AAAAAAAAB1w/esiNsSm7Epg/s72-c/vday5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-2915024271058024960</id><published>2012-02-13T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T10:12:00.252-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>A recipe: my grandma's chili</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually thought about not posting this simply because the pictures didn't turn out the best.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, I don't want to be the type of blogger who doesn't post because things aren't perfect...thats just how life is sometimes. I'll try to work on my photography skills when it comes to food. Who knew that food would be the hardest thing to photograph?!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My grandma's chili is my favorite. I could probably eat it every single day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its just so good and so warm plus a bit different considering there are noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; What you'll need:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CMwrTG0Rtng/TzlRNG2v97I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Em02amcQbJs/s1600/chili1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CMwrTG0Rtng/TzlRNG2v97I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Em02amcQbJs/s640/chili1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1- 1 1/2 pound of hamburger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 cans of tomato soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 can&amp;nbsp;stewed&amp;nbsp;tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 cans of water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 chili seasoning packet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 can of kidney beans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Onions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bag of noodles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brown the hamburger and onions. Drain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Add the rest of the ingredients (except the noodles) and simmer for about 20-30 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cook the&amp;nbsp;noodles&amp;nbsp;and add them in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy and let me know what you think! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtZyGD4s6-I/TzlRNjHlUPI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/E4LvdNutUgA/s1600/chili2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtZyGD4s6-I/TzlRNjHlUPI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/E4LvdNutUgA/s640/chili2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-2915024271058024960?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2915024271058024960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/recipe-my-grandmas-chili.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2915024271058024960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2915024271058024960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/recipe-my-grandmas-chili.html' title='A recipe: my grandma&apos;s chili'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CMwrTG0Rtng/TzlRNG2v97I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Em02amcQbJs/s72-c/chili1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1302566939382616415</id><published>2012-02-10T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T13:57:12.386-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><title type='text'>What I love about one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-js7jRRw-0BQ/TzWQRcU5lhI/AAAAAAAABzw/lzS8xvGMUiY/s1600/onelove2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-js7jRRw-0BQ/TzWQRcU5lhI/AAAAAAAABzw/lzS8xvGMUiY/s640/onelove2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Having a newborn is a great experience... one I am looking forward to experiencing again months from now. I do, however, really enjoy having a one year old! Its such a fun age.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how Braden is able to feed himself, how he is pretty much willing to eat anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let me tell me, the boy LOVES to eat and drink juice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He knows that when we go through the line at starbucks he will get a juice box and he gets so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how in the morning when I go to get him out of his crib, he stands up and reaches for me. Then, he puts his head on my shoulder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how happy he can be. Laughing and smiling constantly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_BiquGz9EKE/TzWQeonJrvI/AAAAAAAAB0I/6RolZ200eBw/s1600/loveone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_BiquGz9EKE/TzWQeonJrvI/AAAAAAAAB0I/6RolZ200eBw/s640/loveone.jpg" width="418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how he plays. Always reaching for new things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how he is my little go-er. He constantly wants to walk... he's happy with just walking in a store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's so fast and whew, it can wear a person out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how he talks. I look forward to hearing more from him. Especially the word, "mama" if he ever decides to say it! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-9YWMPttbc/TzWQTeggtUI/AAAAAAAABz4/gL1549OnN-M/s1600/onelove3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-9YWMPttbc/TzWQTeggtUI/AAAAAAAABz4/gL1549OnN-M/s640/onelove3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how at this point he'll still let me hold him and how there are those moments where he just wants his daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how he wants his daddy... love hearing them talk and play. Its my favorite thing and could just make me cry because its so amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the faces that he makes and how he gets them from me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Enbq3M0IBsE/TzWQVl-OT0I/AAAAAAAAB0A/7Hmwr7l5JJk/s1600/onelove4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Enbq3M0IBsE/TzWQVl-OT0I/AAAAAAAAB0A/7Hmwr7l5JJk/s640/onelove4.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how being outside is his favorite thing. He just wants to be outside... to walk, to run around, to play with his ball, to feel the grass in his hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how he has to have his big white bear with him at night. How he'll sit up and play with it.&lt;br /&gt;How he'll grab it, bite its nose, and cuddle with it. So cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how he's becoming his own little person. I love to see his personality and wonder who he will grow to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1302566939382616415?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1302566939382616415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-i-love-about-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1302566939382616415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1302566939382616415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-i-love-about-one.html' title='What I love about one'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-js7jRRw-0BQ/TzWQRcU5lhI/AAAAAAAABzw/lzS8xvGMUiY/s72-c/onelove2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-3051228101367390472</id><published>2012-02-09T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T06:47:24.128-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration workshop'/><title type='text'>Organization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's time to link up with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.gussysews.com/"&gt;Gussy Sews&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for some inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;This months prompt is ORGANIZATION and let me tell you I need some inspiration in this area.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be an organized person. I want the apartment not to be such a mess. I want things to have there place. But so far I'm not that type of person. I'm going to work on it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The following are organization tips I love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORdsfAL1hkk/TzK3Iqn5d1I/AAAAAAAABzI/MDNQZ1KeMWU/s1600/243124079853683059.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORdsfAL1hkk/TzK3Iqn5d1I/AAAAAAAABzI/MDNQZ1KeMWU/s320/243124079853683059.jpeg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How cute are these? They'd be perfect in an entry way for mail or above a desk to use as an inspiration board. I always have letters or cards from loved ones that I like to keep. Also, tons of photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcUIwZBe64M/TzK3el0v9XI/AAAAAAAABzQ/JU11saE3TiY/s1600/page4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcUIwZBe64M/TzK3el0v9XI/AAAAAAAABzQ/JU11saE3TiY/s320/page4.jpeg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of photos. Mine are a mess. I have over 5,000 on my computer and that doesn't include the thousands I've deleted. I'm not very good at keeping them organized and it definitely slows the computer down. This would be a great way to get certain ones off the computer and keep them organized. I really do need to do this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KEbRmrGSnSI/TzK346mVL1I/AAAAAAAABzY/5xsn3aBSBio/s1600/free-printable-blogplanner.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KEbRmrGSnSI/TzK346mVL1I/AAAAAAAABzY/5xsn3aBSBio/s320/free-printable-blogplanner.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've never been good at keeping a planner/calendar. I tell myself to because I'm so forgetful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I always tend to forget about appointments until the day before. Thank goodness doctors and such call to remind me! ;) I also have lots of ideas flowing around in my head when it comes what to blog about. This would be a perfect way to remember those ideas. Plus its free and printable. I may be doing this soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VcD0DGrO8m8/TzK4XF9xg0I/AAAAAAAABzg/MDN9mWXJbew/s1600/243124079853611961.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VcD0DGrO8m8/TzK4XF9xg0I/AAAAAAAABzg/MDN9mWXJbew/s320/243124079853611961.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are certain things in this house that are a mess. Drawers in the bathroom are one of those things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I never would have thought to take silverware tray and turn into something to organize my make up!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AF2XSJwejpc/TzK44l8tNtI/AAAAAAAABzo/bL59xbOzPPM/s1600/243124079853629652.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AF2XSJwejpc/TzK44l8tNtI/AAAAAAAABzo/bL59xbOzPPM/s320/243124079853629652.jpeg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The closet...okay, lets be real, anywhere my clothes are (the bathroom, bedroom, closet...) gets to be a disaster really fast. I'd love for my closet to look like this. Just nice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;::all photos via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have a lot of work to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What's your favorite organize tip?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me. Encourage me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gussysews.com/inspiration-workshop/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gussy Sews Inspiration Workshop!" border="0" height="125" src="http://www.gussysews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/IW_button1251.png" title="Gussy Sews" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-3051228101367390472?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3051228101367390472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/organization.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3051228101367390472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3051228101367390472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/organization.html' title='Organization'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORdsfAL1hkk/TzK3Iqn5d1I/AAAAAAAABzI/MDNQZ1KeMWU/s72-c/243124079853683059.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1712796371482738855</id><published>2012-02-08T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T07:35:29.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby number 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby bump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Wore Wednesday'/><title type='text'>What I Wore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pS5H_lf83-8/TzApydVKqvI/AAAAAAAAByE/LFLh-uRTOag/s1600/whatiwore282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pS5H_lf83-8/TzApydVKqvI/AAAAAAAAByE/LFLh-uRTOag/s640/whatiwore282.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rzwMRsinUHg/TzApvRrEbYI/AAAAAAAABx8/7hH_QxZjje0/s1600/whatiwore28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rzwMRsinUHg/TzApvRrEbYI/AAAAAAAABx8/7hH_QxZjje0/s640/whatiwore28.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDsDJoaQKQ4/TzAp1-GsoxI/AAAAAAAAByM/wv5CA3itclw/s1600/whatiwore283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDsDJoaQKQ4/TzAp1-GsoxI/AAAAAAAAByM/wv5CA3itclw/s640/whatiwore283.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Headband: Gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Earrings: Target.&lt;br /&gt;Tank and jeans: Old Navy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Top: Jc Penny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Shoes and sunglasses: Kohls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm in my 11th week of pregnancy and this outfit is definitely hiding the baby bump.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The truth is as happy as I am about having a second little one I'm not so happy about my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Clearly, when you're pregnant you're going to grow. You're suppose to! But after a year of struggling with my weight after having baby #1, this is just tough for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to focus on that... I want to focus on the growing baby and all it will entail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm trying my hardest to eat healthy, be healthy...and find joy in this growing little one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a _mce_href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/" href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" alt="pleated poppy" border="0" height="125" src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1712796371482738855?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1712796371482738855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-i-wore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1712796371482738855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1712796371482738855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-i-wore.html' title='What I Wore'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pS5H_lf83-8/TzApydVKqvI/AAAAAAAAByE/LFLh-uRTOag/s72-c/whatiwore282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7896493953010244050</id><published>2012-02-07T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T16:29:00.385-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Reading through the Psalms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CrJhpAlNP8A/TzG-5HTVpwI/AAAAAAAABzA/YDCgHDd2FgE/s1600/readingpsalms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CrJhpAlNP8A/TzG-5HTVpwI/AAAAAAAABzA/YDCgHDd2FgE/s640/readingpsalms.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't feel good lately. I don't mean physically... the morning sickness has pretty much subsided (Thank You, God!), but what I mean is emotionally and spiritually. I was driving in the car earlier, which is where a lot of things seem to hit me. I was thinking about how lately I've been in a horrible mood... I've been mean, angry, depressed, and just plain tired. Some of it comes with being pregnant and the hormones, but I know its more than that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things in my past are bothering me. Things in life are bothering me. And I'm not very good at talking about things... I'm way better at shutting down, which is what I've done lately when it comes to conflict or about whats going on in my head and heart. I keep a lot of it in. I know thats not healthy. I know I need to work on those things. Sometimes I just need an attitude adjustment. Other times I need more than that. Other times I need to scream, cry, vent, pray, write. I've been feeling so fake lately, so much like a fraud and I hate those feelings, but I think it comes from not talking about things, from pretending things are okay when they aren't. I long for close girlfriends to talk to...really talk to. I have close girlfriends, but I don't because of fear. More than anything though I know I need God. That's what hit me the most in the car. I recently read something that said something like if ones Bible is falling apart, then their life probably isn't. Well, my Bible isn't falling apart, but my life sure feels that way at times. At least emotionally. So, I told myself that I was going to change that... that I am going to read the Bible. That should be a given, I know, but I haven't been. Its been a long time. So, I promised myself that I'm going to read through the Psalms. Even if its just one a day. Maybe it will adjust my attitude and help me feel better. I sure hope so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What scripture lifts you up when you're down?&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7896493953010244050?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7896493953010244050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/reading-through-psalms.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7896493953010244050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7896493953010244050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/reading-through-psalms.html' title='Reading through the Psalms'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CrJhpAlNP8A/TzG-5HTVpwI/AAAAAAAABzA/YDCgHDd2FgE/s72-c/readingpsalms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1513717125023698618</id><published>2012-02-06T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T10:00:08.767-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meal planning'/><title type='text'>Meal planning and shrimp dip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once upon a time I really enjoyed cooking, but over the past year or so I really haven't done much of it for multiple reasons, but having meals at home, together is important to me. I want to get back into the groove of cooking and also am hoping that by making more meals at home (and not eating out so much) will help us&amp;nbsp;financially. So meal planning it is! I'm not the best at planning out meals... it takes a lot of time (especially when just starting out) and then theres the grocery shopping. Last night was the first night we went to the store with an actual hand written list... it took forever in the store and our grocery budget just didn't happen. It will get better though! As a friend reminded me, it takes time and practice!&amp;nbsp;We can do this! In order to hold myself accountable I'm blogging about it and thought every once in a while I'd share a recipe. Today, I'm sharing my favorite dip! Shrimp dip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This dip is a family favorite. We usually have it at holiday get togethers or just when we get together for whatever. Considering I'm pregnant and have cravings, I decided to make it last night!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qavRZag_5Sc/TzATE8oMd0I/AAAAAAAABxs/iiy0v81dfKs/s1600/shrimp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qavRZag_5Sc/TzATE8oMd0I/AAAAAAAABxs/iiy0v81dfKs/s400/shrimp.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few things: These are just the brands we used. You can use whatever brand you want. Also, normally I'd get canned shrimp, but had a bad experience with it once so went with this gigantic package which is in the freezer for the other times I'm craving it. I don't really have the measurements for this recipe...so you can make a tray as big or small as you want!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Directions:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make sure your cream cheese is soft. We'd just gotten home from the grocery store, so ours had been out a while. Spread a pretty thick layer of cream cheese on your pan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spread a layer of cocktail sauce over the cream cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drain your shrimp (if its from a can) or do as the directions say with whatever type you got. With ours we had to&amp;nbsp;de-thaw&amp;nbsp;it by running it under cold water for five minutes. Put a layer of it on top of the cocktail sauce.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IlzKKn47_2k/TzAUz9BockI/AAAAAAAABx0/q8cpSQ_0FDU/s1600/shrimp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IlzKKn47_2k/TzAUz9BockI/AAAAAAAABx0/q8cpSQ_0FDU/s400/shrimp2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dig in! =) If you make it...let me know what you think!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1513717125023698618?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1513717125023698618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/meal-planning-and-shrimp-dip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1513717125023698618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1513717125023698618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/meal-planning-and-shrimp-dip.html' title='Meal planning and shrimp dip'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qavRZag_5Sc/TzATE8oMd0I/AAAAAAAABxs/iiy0v81dfKs/s72-c/shrimp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-9074097840501285304</id><published>2012-02-01T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T12:33:46.060-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14 months old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being a wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Things on my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's been a lot on my mind lately and I wish I had a place to put them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, here are some of my thoughts, that maybe I'd expand on if I were more vulnerable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HTOIthUemRo/TymecPUnI0I/AAAAAAAABxI/MsEane4WS8U/s1600/mymind1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="626" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HTOIthUemRo/TymecPUnI0I/AAAAAAAABxI/MsEane4WS8U/s640/mymind1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of being vulnerable... its so hard. I need to be more open, I need to be more trusting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why is it so difficult for me? Why do I shudder at the thought? Why am I so fearful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have the cutest little boy in the entire world. And I cannot believe this baby bump. Or the fact that I'm going to have two to love and care for. Kinda freaks me out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The past is haunting and I wonder when it won't be, if it ever won't be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There's so much I want to write about, blog about... but I'm fearful of doing so. I didn't used to be so fearful of expressing myself in words, but I am now and I hate that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAUdEYP7LLY/Tymed9dDzTI/AAAAAAAABxQ/PYYfQ99II7E/s1600/mymind2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="626" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAUdEYP7LLY/Tymed9dDzTI/AAAAAAAABxQ/PYYfQ99II7E/s640/mymind2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weather is absolutely beautiful. In the 60's in&amp;nbsp;February. Crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why hasn't Braden said "Mama" yet? Will he ever or will he just call us both "dada" forever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like the laziest pregnant person. I really should fold that mountain of laundry, but I don't want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't play with my son enough. I know I don't. I have so much to work on as a mama and I wonder will I ever feel like I really know what I'm doing?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Worry about friends, family, money... so much in life to worry about. I know I need to trust God will it all. Help me to trust You more God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Z6pEH3IaYE/TymefGuPB8I/AAAAAAAABxY/FfNzfAROyyg/s1600/mymind3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="626" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Z6pEH3IaYE/TymefGuPB8I/AAAAAAAABxY/FfNzfAROyyg/s640/mymind3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm emotionally a mess. That's how I've felt lately...anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to go to church. I'm admitting that to myself (and to you) because I'm afraid that everyone sees what I've done wrong, all my mistakes. I know thats wrong, but I feel that in my heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have a lot to work on in my relationship with God and I should do that NOW. I want Him to be the biggest part of my life... the biggest part of my family, but if I don't work on it now, it won't ever be and that would tragic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need to drink more water.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr-kMuE5vpc/Tymegpw7H7I/AAAAAAAABxg/tPVI57kfhFQ/s1600/mymind4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="626" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr-kMuE5vpc/Tymegpw7H7I/AAAAAAAABxg/tPVI57kfhFQ/s640/mymind4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my husband and my son so much... I don't know what I'd do without them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My husband is so&amp;nbsp;supportive&amp;nbsp;and loving. I'm so thankful for that. I don't tell him that enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my close girlfriends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is good. There are so many blessings and I need to focus more on those.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a bit of my mind. What's on yours?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-9074097840501285304?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9074097840501285304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/things-on-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/9074097840501285304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/9074097840501285304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/02/things-on-my-mind.html' title='Things on my mind'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HTOIthUemRo/TymecPUnI0I/AAAAAAAABxI/MsEane4WS8U/s72-c/mymind1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-5456787471314574094</id><published>2012-01-30T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T08:25:13.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby bump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I enjoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair do'/><title type='text'>Things I enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A new do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Love the red in my hair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XoNx_wikLBg/TyX0EPrQMFI/AAAAAAAABwg/AgE_N9AAtqI/s1600/thingsenjoy4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="542" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XoNx_wikLBg/TyX0EPrQMFI/AAAAAAAABwg/AgE_N9AAtqI/s640/thingsenjoy4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This boy and his cuteness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; He sat on the couch for a good twenty minutes eating his&amp;nbsp;raisins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZrknD_skC4/TyX0HtlG37I/AAAAAAAABww/jWL9ONAU2ww/s1600/thingsenjoy2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZrknD_skC4/TyX0HtlG37I/AAAAAAAABww/jWL9ONAU2ww/s640/thingsenjoy2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; New sunglasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XkVW70rCBfQ/TyX0F5IUl1I/AAAAAAAABwo/YaPAd0p1KTg/s1600/thingsenjoy3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XkVW70rCBfQ/TyX0F5IUl1I/AAAAAAAABwo/YaPAd0p1KTg/s640/thingsenjoy3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Panda express.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Watching him devour a eggroll was cracking me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SLEVLiZyei8/TyX0CyqL2WI/AAAAAAAABwY/vggzTvdqokc/s1600/thingsenjoy5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SLEVLiZyei8/TyX0CyqL2WI/AAAAAAAABwY/vggzTvdqokc/s640/thingsenjoy5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A Denzel Washington Movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; He's my favorite actor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwcydEm8zms/TyX0Iqaf_8I/AAAAAAAABw4/mAeN84jmq40/s1600/thingsenjoy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="542" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwcydEm8zms/TyX0Iqaf_8I/AAAAAAAABw4/mAeN84jmq40/s640/thingsenjoy1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Mint brownie ice cream, pjs, and my baby bump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GmxLTmXi7_Q/TyYXu3bFyrI/AAAAAAAABxA/qk28jZgLb8w/s1600/thingsenjoyed6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GmxLTmXi7_Q/TyYXu3bFyrI/AAAAAAAABxA/qk28jZgLb8w/s640/thingsenjoyed6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-5456787471314574094?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5456787471314574094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/things-i-enjoy.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5456787471314574094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5456787471314574094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/things-i-enjoy.html' title='Things I enjoy'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XoNx_wikLBg/TyX0EPrQMFI/AAAAAAAABwg/AgE_N9AAtqI/s72-c/thingsenjoy4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-921377481069972781</id><published>2012-01-26T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:44:07.392-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Goals for a healthy pregnancy (input wanted)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want this pregnancy to be different than my last. Not that my last was bad...it wasn't, but I know this one can be healthier. When I was pregnant with Braden I really ate whatever I craved and because of that I put on more weight than I should have. I think that happens a lot during first pregnancies because you just don't know much. Its so much easier to put it on than get it off. I know that weight gain shouldn't be the only reason for my goals, but being honest here, that does scare me. I was never one to struggle with my weight until after having my sweet boy. There's more to it though. I know it will not only benefit me, but it will benefit the little one growing inside me as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, lets talk about some goals:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4gGXoyFIRPA/TyDWPKEcZGI/AAAAAAAABwQ/IubX_ULRTWE/s1600/healthypreg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="614" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4gGXoyFIRPA/TyDWPKEcZGI/AAAAAAAABwQ/IubX_ULRTWE/s640/healthypreg.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will eat well this pregnancy. &lt;/i&gt;This is hard simply because of cravings. I'm super bad at self control, but I am trying and I desperately want to succeed. At this point in my pregnancy its been hard to eat much of anything because the morning sickness has been hard, but I'm striving to eat more fruit and veggies, which I do love, so that's not really much of an issue. Truthfully, I'm unsure of what to eat, especially when it comes to lunch and dinner. I snack well, but other than that its a struggle. I think I may start a food diary... will help me keep track of what I'm feeding my baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Drink more water. &lt;/i&gt;I've never been a fan of water, but I know I need it. My first pregnancy I drank coke and my doctor told me that it probably didn't help with the weight gain. So no more coke! I usually have one&amp;nbsp;caffeinated&amp;nbsp;drink a day - a coffee, but other than that I need to fill myself with milk, juice, but mostly water! 8+ glasses a day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Exercise. &lt;/i&gt;Gosh, even that word hurts to type. Working out has never been something I've loved, but that is going to change! I am determined! For my birthday my husband got me a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sunny-Health-Fitness-Twister-Stepper/dp/B0016BUR7I/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1327552716&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;twister stepper&lt;/a&gt;, which is a huge motivation. Its sort of like a smaller vision of an&amp;nbsp;elliptical, which I actually like. When the weather is nicer I know as a family we'll do more - going on walks and bike rides. That also motivates me because we'll be doing it as a family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rest. &lt;/i&gt;Being pregnant the second time around is so much more tiring than I thought it would be! I've been pretty good at resting when the toddler does and I'm definitely going to make it a priority because a cranky, tired mama isn't good for anyone! ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, tell me, lovely readers what other goals should I have?&lt;br /&gt;What did you do in order to have a healthy pregnancy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And whats your favorite healthy thing to eat while pregnant?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Any thoughts and&amp;nbsp;encouragement&amp;nbsp;welcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-921377481069972781?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/921377481069972781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/goals-for-healthy-pregnancy-input.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/921377481069972781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/921377481069972781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/goals-for-healthy-pregnancy-input.html' title='Goals for a healthy pregnancy (input wanted)'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4gGXoyFIRPA/TyDWPKEcZGI/AAAAAAAABwQ/IubX_ULRTWE/s72-c/healthypreg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-6974507755332363549</id><published>2012-01-25T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T12:25:33.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lasts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><title type='text'>Lasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1WSZs2Q7vw/TyBjMBsT1WI/AAAAAAAABwA/IZlCR-F6UQQ/s1600/lasts1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1WSZs2Q7vw/TyBjMBsT1WI/AAAAAAAABwA/IZlCR-F6UQQ/s640/lasts1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A few nights ago completely unaware of it, I nursed this one for the last time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I expected it to take much longer than a few months to wean him and I expected him to struggle with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But he hasn't, not really. We give him some milk or water before he goes down and he's perfectly fine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For me, though, its been a strange thing. Its strange having stopped because nursing him has been something I've done since he was born...everyday, so to not be, is a bit sad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He no longer needs me in that way and that breaks my mama heart a bit. As mama's I think we think about firsts a lot... we remember those the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I saw him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He held his head up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He crawled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He ate solids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He walked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He said dada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The lists of firsts go on and on, but lasts are important too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As much as it may break my heart, my little boy growing up, and doing things for a last time, it is a good thing because it means he is growing and developing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So grow baby grow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYNYxjpz3Sg/TyBjNRkQ64I/AAAAAAAABwI/43b6PdpuUOk/s1600/lasts2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYNYxjpz3Sg/TyBjNRkQ64I/AAAAAAAABwI/43b6PdpuUOk/s640/lasts2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-6974507755332363549?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6974507755332363549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/lasts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6974507755332363549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6974507755332363549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/lasts.html' title='Lasts'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1WSZs2Q7vw/TyBjMBsT1WI/AAAAAAAABwA/IZlCR-F6UQQ/s72-c/lasts1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-3638995128687329663</id><published>2012-01-23T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T09:52:44.994-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>Learning about the second bump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lbTRz7Mj2w/TxuFjChKiCI/AAAAAAAABtc/slSm1k61ANA/s1600/learningaboutbaby1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lbTRz7Mj2w/TxuFjChKiCI/AAAAAAAABtc/slSm1k61ANA/s640/learningaboutbaby1.jpg" width="466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm learning somethings this pregnancy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm learning that every pregnancy is different (I already knew this, really, but its being confirmed).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-usWdKF9xgS8/TxuFkj_KpJI/AAAAAAAABtk/cuvRAG1CM2A/s1600/learningaboutbaby2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-usWdKF9xgS8/TxuFkj_KpJI/AAAAAAAABtk/cuvRAG1CM2A/s640/learningaboutbaby2.jpg" width="466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm learning that ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The second time around the your bump appears faster. I totally didn't expect to look 5 months pregnant at 9 weeks. I'm trying to be okay with that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Morning sickness can last all day, everyday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ones bladder is way weaker the second time. I can only imagine how often I'm going to have to go to the bathroom as this baby grows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Being pregnant when you have a toddler is exhausting. Props to the moms who have more than 1 and are pregnant. Not sure how you do it. You must be super mom!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j0RDPzNb7hs/TxuFmsYNkQI/AAAAAAAABts/Rm3wulzWNDo/s1600/learningaboutbaby3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j0RDPzNb7hs/TxuFmsYNkQI/AAAAAAAABts/Rm3wulzWNDo/s640/learningaboutbaby3.jpg" width="466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally I'm learning that its just as exciting the second time around is just as exciting as the first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm going to be a mom of two!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two whole babies that are mine to love and squeeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God is so good to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-3638995128687329663?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3638995128687329663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/learning-about-second-bump.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3638995128687329663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3638995128687329663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/learning-about-second-bump.html' title='Learning about the second bump'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lbTRz7Mj2w/TxuFjChKiCI/AAAAAAAABtc/slSm1k61ANA/s72-c/learningaboutbaby1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-8599699401221584184</id><published>2012-01-22T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T12:32:16.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braden'/><title type='text'>Remembering his birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other morning I woke up at 5:30 and couldn't fall back to sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started thinking about the little one growing in me and how this pregnancy was going to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Considering I've been pregnant before I started thinking about that pregnancy and started remembering birthing Braden.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ryw8qMjLg4/Txxq_wbf-CI/AAAAAAAABvg/BNV4qnPxWT4/s1600/IMG_6298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ryw8qMjLg4/Txxq_wbf-CI/AAAAAAAABvg/BNV4qnPxWT4/s640/IMG_6298.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two nights before Braden was born we'd made our way to the hospital thinking it was time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so unaware of what contractions were. I thought I was having them, but they weren't really painful.&amp;nbsp;They checked to see how far&amp;nbsp;dilated&amp;nbsp;I was, but it wasn't much, so they sent us home. I cried that night, but not because I wanted to be done being pregnant (which by that point I was tired of feeling so huge), but because I just wanted to meet him. My heart wanted my little boy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day I had an appointment with my doctor and because his due date had come and passed we made the decision for me to be induced by the end of the week. I was happy for that because I knew he'd be here by then. I'd get to see my baby. But God and my baby had other plans. That night we made our back to the hospital and I was admitted because of how far&amp;nbsp;dilated&amp;nbsp;I was.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing happened all night long... I laid in the hospital waiting until the morning when they decided to induce me if things didn't get moving along. 7 am came with me getting an hour of sleep because I was just so excited and so nervous! They induced me and for the longest time I felt nothing. I was having contractions, but they weren't strong. My doctor had to break my water and soon enough the contractions started. For a while, I fought my way through them... looking to my husband for comfort, breathing, and praying. Then, I got to the point where I couldn't take it anymore. They hurt so bad and breathing wasn't happening. I could only&amp;nbsp;clench&amp;nbsp;my jaw and squeeze my husband's hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtsAPNwTVzg/TxxrKqwcFuI/AAAAAAAABvo/kttPMzdetZ8/s1600/IMG_6304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtsAPNwTVzg/TxxrKqwcFuI/AAAAAAAABvo/kttPMzdetZ8/s640/IMG_6304.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I finally asked for the epidural. They sat me up and the worst of it hit me. My whole body tensed and shook. I started dry heaving and wondered how in the world I was going to stay still enough for them to actually give me the epideral. But I did it and there was relief. I laid back down and fell asleep. I was so out of it...partly from not getting any sleep and also because of the medicine. I slept for a while, but then all of a sudden pain down my left side... somehow the epideral had worn off just on that side. It hurt so bad and I asked my husband to help, please help. They gave me another dose, but it didn't do anything. We waited a bit longer... the doctor always checking on me to see how I was coming along. Braden wasn't moving though. His chin was facing my back and he was stuck even though the contractions were strong enough to be pushing him down. At that point we decided it was time for a c-section.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd gone into the hospital thinking I'd have a natural birth, thinking I surely wouldn't have a c-section, but things changed. As they wheeled me into the operating room to perform my c-section I felt another wave of&amp;nbsp;unbelievable&amp;nbsp;pain and sickness. My doctor told me I had to stay still, but I couldn't. I dry heaved about 6 times, water coming up, but finally forced myself to stop. I had to stop...my baby was almost here. The doctor gave me medicine for the c-section and within matters of seconds my whole body was numb. I remember thinking to myself, "This is what normal feels like. I feel so much better." I laid there, waiting, and then I heard his little cry. I'd never heard something so beautiful. A tear slide down my chin and then I saw him and he was the most beautiful thing ever and I loved him so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQz0N62NfAo/TxxrXd4Hc8I/AAAAAAAABv4/GqXRzJdYxzs/s1600/IMG_6319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQz0N62NfAo/TxxrXd4Hc8I/AAAAAAAABv4/GqXRzJdYxzs/s640/IMG_6319.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-niXCcUQV6pg/TxxrRFRFRxI/AAAAAAAABvw/5cbMp85MSm0/s1600/IMG_6311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-niXCcUQV6pg/TxxrRFRFRxI/AAAAAAAABvw/5cbMp85MSm0/s640/IMG_6311.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I fell in love with my husband all over again during this time because he was so much help. Just what I needed.&amp;nbsp;And the love I felt for my son was more than I ever could have imagined.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that this pregnancy will be different as will giving birth to this baby because its just going to be a straight c-section, but I look forward to it just as much!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-8599699401221584184?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8599699401221584184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/remembering-his-birth.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8599699401221584184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8599699401221584184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/remembering-his-birth.html' title='Remembering his birth'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ryw8qMjLg4/Txxq_wbf-CI/AAAAAAAABvg/BNV4qnPxWT4/s72-c/IMG_6298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-2812326084838224564</id><published>2012-01-20T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:37:33.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wanting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>Prayers for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSTZAv3Eay8/Txm-BG1128I/AAAAAAAABtU/7xuAdb7QoMc/s1600/495233118.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSTZAv3Eay8/Txm-BG1128I/AAAAAAAABtU/7xuAdb7QoMc/s640/495233118.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I wrote about being pregnant with our second baby, but I've been thinking about what I'd write since the beginning. Lately I've read many posts about other bloggers losing babies and I recently read&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.aisletoaloha.blogspot.com/2012/01/waiting.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on waiting to get pregnant and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thewiegands.com/2012/01/addison.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on mama's who are hurting because of losing their babies. Those posts touched my heart and stuck with me. They caused my heart to ache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even as I write this I'm struggling not to cry for those women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those women who so badly want a baby of their own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those women who have lost babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, it hurts my heart.&amp;nbsp;I don't understand it. I can't wrap my head or heart around it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I do think about you and I do pray for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all I can do really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those waiting:&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will feel God's arms tightly wrapped around you, loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I pray that you know He knows your desire, He knows your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have lost:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I pray for comfort and hope. I pray that you know God's love for you and your baby.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I pray you feel God close to you because He is. He knows your desire too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0Gyk_N-30Q/Txm-A_ipqkI/AAAAAAAABtM/9wS1peqjt64/s1600/498667346.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0Gyk_N-30Q/Txm-A_ipqkI/AAAAAAAABtM/9wS1peqjt64/s640/498667346.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-2812326084838224564?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2812326084838224564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/prayers-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2812326084838224564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2812326084838224564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/prayers-for-you.html' title='Prayers for you'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSTZAv3Eay8/Txm-BG1128I/AAAAAAAABtU/7xuAdb7QoMc/s72-c/495233118.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-3240774121136556375</id><published>2012-01-19T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T18:32:10.447-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby number 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><title type='text'>Number Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mnys1sT9B_Q/TxihOKcDuhI/AAAAAAAABs0/_aS4JxFPbV4/s1600/babytwo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mnys1sT9B_Q/TxihOKcDuhI/AAAAAAAABs0/_aS4JxFPbV4/s640/babytwo1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As in there's a baby in there. We found out on December 23rd *hence the picture* and I was completely surprised. I took the pregnancy test just because I was feeling super tired and not myself. I walked out of the bathroom with a huge smile on my face and a heart surprised. Husband was surprised to, but we are both very happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5uEEmKEs0JE/TxiiNVr0daI/AAAAAAAABs8/lgaDGsIRnBQ/s1600/babytwo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5uEEmKEs0JE/TxiiNVr0daI/AAAAAAAABs8/lgaDGsIRnBQ/s640/babytwo2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were going to wait until I hit the 3 month mark to tell everybody, but then after taking this picture, we just couldn't! Braden of course has no idea whats going on, but we are very much excited that he is going to be a big brother and see how that will go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AI_i_bI5kE8/TxjR-z3b2VI/AAAAAAAABtE/W6oqdudWKyg/s1600/itsababy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="638" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AI_i_bI5kE8/TxjR-z3b2VI/AAAAAAAABtE/W6oqdudWKyg/s640/itsababy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't been great. Horrible morning sickness that lasts all day. It wasn't this bad last time, but like the doctor said at my first appointment today morning sickness is a good thing. I'm 8 weeks and 3 days. The due date is August 27th, but I'll have a c-section the week before. I haven't been around the blogging world much simply because I haven't been feeling up to. I haven't really been feeling up to anything lately... just sitting on the couch, sleeping, and trying to figure out what I can eat that will actually stay down. So far its been carrots *pretty sure I've gone through like 5 bags*,&amp;nbsp;broccoli, rice krispies, and last night I actually ate taco johns. My belly was happy about that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that I'll be around more, but I can't promise it. Hopefully I get over the morning sickness soon, but if not that's okay. Babies healthy, so mommy and daddy are happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-3240774121136556375?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3240774121136556375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-two.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3240774121136556375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3240774121136556375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-two.html' title='Number Two'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mnys1sT9B_Q/TxihOKcDuhI/AAAAAAAABs0/_aS4JxFPbV4/s72-c/babytwo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-8270646569751727640</id><published>2012-01-18T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:37:57.728-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13 months old'/><title type='text'>Motherhood isn't always great</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just read&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/glennon-melton/dont-carpe-diem_b_1206346.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;post on mothering. In a nutshell its pretty much about how every moment in motherhood isn't great. I love being a stay-at-home mama. I can't imagine myself doing anything else, but oh boy, I could totally relate to it. Sometimes its not great. Sometimes its super hard and frustrating.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes there are&amp;nbsp;tantrums&amp;nbsp;that involve my son throwing himself on the ground, flailing his arms all over the place, and so much screaming.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes theres just screaming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are moments when no matter how many times I say no, he thinks yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Messes are never ending and nap time is a battle every single day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Counting down to bed time happens often and I'm pretty much always tired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But there are moments where none of that matters, amazing moments where all those crazy moments are forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DWp24s7pULA/TxcqC07jq2I/AAAAAAAABr8/NsvqHbPdQro/s1600/IMG_0697_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DWp24s7pULA/TxcqC07jq2I/AAAAAAAABr8/NsvqHbPdQro/s640/IMG_0697_2.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVLbyU9uaHM/TxcqNtaV1-I/AAAAAAAABsE/LEcd5JmJhl0/s1600/IMG_0698_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVLbyU9uaHM/TxcqNtaV1-I/AAAAAAAABsE/LEcd5JmJhl0/s640/IMG_0698_2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJp7jPs-QRo/TxcqY7rsaWI/AAAAAAAABsM/CTma_7PTnew/s1600/IMG_0699_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJp7jPs-QRo/TxcqY7rsaWI/AAAAAAAABsM/CTma_7PTnew/s640/IMG_0699_2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTYa10jvW1E/TxcrGdnSf9I/AAAAAAAABss/NhU5aCL9GMw/s1600/IMG_0703_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTYa10jvW1E/TxcrGdnSf9I/AAAAAAAABss/NhU5aCL9GMw/s640/IMG_0703_2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moments where he is so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moments where is smiling and trying to talk to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moments where he is my cuddly baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moments where he makes me laugh and smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Motherhood (parenthood really) is the hardest job ever, but its completely worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-8270646569751727640?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8270646569751727640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/motherhood-isnt-always-great.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8270646569751727640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8270646569751727640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/motherhood-isnt-always-great.html' title='Motherhood isn&apos;t always great'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DWp24s7pULA/TxcqC07jq2I/AAAAAAAABr8/NsvqHbPdQro/s72-c/IMG_0697_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-6208234654231442202</id><published>2012-01-13T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T07:59:02.113-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s the little things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13 month old'/><title type='text'>It's the little things: new clothes, a ball bit, and laffy taffy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a while since I've linked up with Lindsay over at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.aisletoaloha.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aisle to Aloha&lt;/a&gt;, but its one of my favorite link ups because it reminds me to look for the small things that make life good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week they've been...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HE80D37dHsQ/TxBSntX0bvI/AAAAAAAABrc/Xc3hrBWNLHw/s1600/clothes1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HE80D37dHsQ/TxBSntX0bvI/AAAAAAAABrc/Xc3hrBWNLHw/s640/clothes1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New clothes. My mom bought me the olive and cream stripped blazer. I fell in love the moment I saw it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got the colorful shirt and scarf from platos closet (have you ever been there? If not, go!) from my mother in law. That scarf was $4. Seriously, where else can you score an awesome scarf for so cheap?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love these both. They we're early birthday gifts too. So that's nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7KAuvZ4N0w/TxBTo75YfHI/AAAAAAAABrk/goF5zE1OudI/s1600/IMG_0636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7KAuvZ4N0w/TxBTo75YfHI/AAAAAAAABrk/goF5zE1OudI/s640/IMG_0636.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Being able to finally set up Braden's ball pit. We got it for him as a Christmas gift, but waited to set it up until we moved. I'm pretty sure I was more excited about it than him. He doesn't seem to care about the actual ball pit itself, but those plastic balls are everywhere...including the bath tub. Loves those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CvlcczwFAOo/TxBT3R8CpBI/AAAAAAAABrs/i887XodXMDk/s1600/IMG_0654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CvlcczwFAOo/TxBT3R8CpBI/AAAAAAAABrs/i887XodXMDk/s640/IMG_0654.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laffy taffy! The other day I wanted some, but the gas station I went to only had banana. Yuck!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Husband surprised me by bringing this home to me. I ate like 3 sticks right away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What little things have cheered up your week?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://aisletoaloha.blogspot.com/p/its-little-things.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Aisle to Aloha" height="113" src="http://i1187.photobucket.com/albums/z393/AisletoAloha/littlethingsbutton1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-6208234654231442202?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6208234654231442202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-little-things-new-clothes-ball-bit.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6208234654231442202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6208234654231442202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-little-things-new-clothes-ball-bit.html' title='It&apos;s the little things: new clothes, a ball bit, and laffy taffy.'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HE80D37dHsQ/TxBSntX0bvI/AAAAAAAABrc/Xc3hrBWNLHw/s72-c/clothes1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-9081972207003434183</id><published>2012-01-11T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T07:54:59.932-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XV53gsTxD_s/Tw35UwoNSnI/AAAAAAAABrU/Pai1bHKDUaw/s1600/wglasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="625" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XV53gsTxD_s/Tw35UwoNSnI/AAAAAAAABrU/Pai1bHKDUaw/s640/wglasses.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I'm back from my longer than I expected blogging break.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We shall see. I feel like I should write about our new place, but its still in progress, so soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll tell you a story though, instead. It involves these glasses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got glasses when I was in second grade, but the thing is I didn't need them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanted them, so I pretended I needed the (silly second grader) and because of that my eyes got messed up and I actually do need them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really am not happy about that...now anyways. At first I thought it was cool. Now, I hate them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been trying to get used to them though. I've been wearing them for about a month because my eyes we're in&amp;nbsp;desperate need of a break from my contacts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There, now you know a little more about me. Just wanted to you wanted today, huh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-9081972207003434183?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9081972207003434183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/glasses.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/9081972207003434183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/9081972207003434183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/glasses.html' title='Glasses'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XV53gsTxD_s/Tw35UwoNSnI/AAAAAAAABrU/Pai1bHKDUaw/s72-c/wglasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-5927041593540200729</id><published>2012-01-09T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:06:18.255-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bath time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13 months old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unmotivated'/><title type='text'>Unmotivated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zBaUQ1AJ1Ms/TwssAdHvEuI/AAAAAAAABrM/-fp0zkxW9jc/s1600/Photo+on+2012-01-09+at+12.16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zBaUQ1AJ1Ms/TwssAdHvEuI/AAAAAAAABrM/-fp0zkxW9jc/s640/Photo+on+2012-01-09+at+12.16.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've officially been in our new place for over a week. I love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever since the move I've been so unmotivated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe its that I've been sick or that the toddlers been sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe its just because I'm tired or because theres so much to still organize.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just don't feel like it. I don't feel much like blogging either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to feel like it though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just thought I'd stop by and say hi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be back. Sometime.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-5927041593540200729?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5927041593540200729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/unmotivated.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5927041593540200729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5927041593540200729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2012/01/unmotivated.html' title='Unmotivated'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zBaUQ1AJ1Ms/TwssAdHvEuI/AAAAAAAABrM/-fp0zkxW9jc/s72-c/Photo+on+2012-01-09+at+12.16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4309852260252269152</id><published>2011-12-27T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:33:51.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3qlZ6_IzZI/TvorY5HXljI/AAAAAAAABrE/WyWBNm6yClM/s1600/254946028875156250.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3qlZ6_IzZI/TvorY5HXljI/AAAAAAAABrE/WyWBNm6yClM/s640/254946028875156250.jpeg" width="392" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In 4 days to be exact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're so happy about it, but theres still a lot to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So if I'm not around the blogging world for a bit, that is why.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4309852260252269152?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4309852260252269152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/were-moving.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4309852260252269152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4309852260252269152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/were-moving.html' title='We&apos;re Moving'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3qlZ6_IzZI/TvorY5HXljI/AAAAAAAABrE/WyWBNm6yClM/s72-c/254946028875156250.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1822261067464095747</id><published>2011-12-26T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:53:16.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family time'/><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrbsOX1eNcw/Tvfu_H1dXBI/AAAAAAAABkA/zywYF35uu8M/s1600/christday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrbsOX1eNcw/Tvfu_H1dXBI/AAAAAAAABkA/zywYF35uu8M/s640/christday1.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_o2V-HkthE/Tvfvj4xpxRI/AAAAAAAABkM/fT6V8sXaLL4/s1600/christday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_o2V-HkthE/Tvfvj4xpxRI/AAAAAAAABkM/fT6V8sXaLL4/s640/christday2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sM-n5oRCsFc/TvfwBmUAC1I/AAAAAAAABkY/rIg62Ecjytc/s1600/christday3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TXbD7DkBbBw/Tvi_eFWalII/AAAAAAAABl8/QZs781PKpyk/s640/christday8.jpg" width="502" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2r5Gg3OdEo/Tvi_ljR5KZI/AAAAAAAABmE/gxO7Y9U2R5k/s1600/christday9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2r5Gg3OdEo/Tvi_ljR5KZI/AAAAAAAABmE/gxO7Y9U2R5k/s640/christday9.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EGy_ph-M0tw/TvjAun-uBXI/AAAAAAAABmc/hK4i1OyNq9Q/s1600/IMG_0622_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EGy_ph-M0tw/TvjAun-uBXI/AAAAAAAABmc/hK4i1OyNq9Q/s640/IMG_0622_2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V67BZZ1iHME/TvjBHuSUuHI/AAAAAAAABmk/x5kIUWeMGOU/s1600/IMG_0628_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V67BZZ1iHME/TvjBHuSUuHI/AAAAAAAABmk/x5kIUWeMGOU/s640/IMG_0628_2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated Christmas with James' family on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html"&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then Christmas Day with my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's what it entailed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. Just the three of us at the park. It was around 50 degrees out. CRAZY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. Opening presents at my grandma's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. Sitting on mama's lap waiting. Apparently he's bored or thinks someone's nuts (totally a possibility).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. His new favorite toy. A ball that lights up and jumps around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5. A new Christmas ornament. Airplanes, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6. Homemade pizza. That's our tradition for Christmas dinner! SO good!&lt;br /&gt;7. Our annual family picture by the tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8. A very tired boy in grandma's arms. He never sleeps like this anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9. Oh, wait...I'm awake because Daddy's going to read me a story!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THE END. Well, not really...we still have another Christmas today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How was your Christmas? Get anything fun? What did you do?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me. For real. I want to know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1822261067464095747?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1822261067464095747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1822261067464095747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1822261067464095747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrbsOX1eNcw/Tvfu_H1dXBI/AAAAAAAABkA/zywYF35uu8M/s72-c/christday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-6144535466889207905</id><published>2011-12-24T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T19:55:10.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1znPYxXojWc/TvabbJIRFqI/AAAAAAAABhw/Fx10L8vadoI/s1600/xmaseve1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1znPYxXojWc/TvabbJIRFqI/AAAAAAAABhw/Fx10L8vadoI/s640/xmaseve1.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i5fPwvQqIRU/TvabpQ0tFGI/AAAAAAAABh8/9NBfoRuSvww/s1600/xmaseve2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i5fPwvQqIRU/TvabpQ0tFGI/AAAAAAAABh8/9NBfoRuSvww/s640/xmaseve2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NsfnBQQ8sUw/Tvab1mRnhAI/AAAAAAAABiI/K4ZoS7k8aWM/s1600/xmaseve3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NsfnBQQ8sUw/Tvab1mRnhAI/AAAAAAAABiI/K4ZoS7k8aWM/s640/xmaseve3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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The Christmas tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. He turned 13 months old today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. Putting Jesus on the mantel with the rest of the nativity set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. Jesus' birthday cake. Singing Happy Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5. Snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6. My husband and his dad ready to hand out gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;7. Playing with his toy train from his grandparents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8. Mama helping him open a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9. His new popper toy. James and I both had one of them when we were little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;10. Checking out his toy helicopter with his uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;11. Everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;12. Gift from my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;13. Air hockey from me for my husband and I to play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-6144535466889207905?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6144535466889207905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6144535466889207905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6144535466889207905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1znPYxXojWc/TvabbJIRFqI/AAAAAAAABhw/Fx10L8vadoI/s72-c/xmaseve1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-3716298307228361954</id><published>2011-12-22T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T11:49:42.851-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><title type='text'>Christmas pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mlAcNWfCl6k/TvOGyUa3ltI/AAAAAAAABfA/W7IHDG1Hmm0/s1600/merry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mlAcNWfCl6k/TvOGyUa3ltI/AAAAAAAABfA/W7IHDG1Hmm0/s640/merry.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9cvpecBkxiE/TvOHQThnp4I/AAAAAAAABfM/2E121lQ7D8g/s1600/IMG_0416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9cvpecBkxiE/TvOHQThnp4I/AAAAAAAABfM/2E121lQ7D8g/s640/IMG_0416.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJVwikbNV2I/TvOH2JDVxJI/AAAAAAAABfY/hWJYkascgD4/s1600/IMG_0430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJVwikbNV2I/TvOH2JDVxJI/AAAAAAAABfY/hWJYkascgD4/s640/IMG_0430.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWWs5T1efSU/TvOIVEl8J4I/AAAAAAAABfk/up88-7dx3rU/s1600/IMG_0437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWWs5T1efSU/TvOIVEl8J4I/AAAAAAAABfk/up88-7dx3rU/s640/IMG_0437.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_jFvFqpfmQ/TvOIuN2NXaI/AAAAAAAABfw/LjZD2JZ5HK4/s1600/IMG_0442_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_jFvFqpfmQ/TvOIuN2NXaI/AAAAAAAABfw/LjZD2JZ5HK4/s640/IMG_0442_2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tR_Gc-4ZdiA/TvOJXupSkMI/AAAAAAAABf8/8ya_gKlPlRA/s1600/IMG_0455_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tR_Gc-4ZdiA/TvOJXupSkMI/AAAAAAAABf8/8ya_gKlPlRA/s640/IMG_0455_2.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was going to take a blogging break til after Christmas, but then I got excited about these photos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(He does have a diaper on. Promise).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-3716298307228361954?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3716298307228361954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-pictures.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3716298307228361954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3716298307228361954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-pictures.html' title='Christmas pictures'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mlAcNWfCl6k/TvOGyUa3ltI/AAAAAAAABfA/W7IHDG1Hmm0/s72-c/merry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-8096412024318113854</id><published>2011-12-20T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T16:12:26.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Christmas is coming! Christmas is coming! Christmas is coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;Because of that I'm taking a little Holiday break from blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(well because of that and the fact that my wrist has been bothering me from too much typing and maybe toddler carrying...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;I hope your Christmas is Merry and Bright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-8096412024318113854?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8096412024318113854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-is-coming-christmas-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8096412024318113854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8096412024318113854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-is-coming-christmas-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-5301753638124497265</id><published>2011-12-16T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:12:00.319-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><title type='text'>Playing with Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sT6tlBvigkE/TuvdjxzPhWI/AAAAAAAABdk/Ut32RntjaXc/s1600/bellringing3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sT6tlBvigkE/TuvdjxzPhWI/AAAAAAAABdk/Ut32RntjaXc/s640/bellringing3.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dUoli9YJtUA/Tuvdqu1EljI/AAAAAAAABd0/OKXi7Lo6AgA/s1600/bellringing1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dUoli9YJtUA/Tuvdqu1EljI/AAAAAAAABd0/OKXi7Lo6AgA/s640/bellringing1.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9hBzk2TtbsQ/Tuvdnb10fEI/AAAAAAAABds/CZqfrHDFhro/s1600/bellringing2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9hBzk2TtbsQ/Tuvdnb10fEI/AAAAAAAABds/CZqfrHDFhro/s640/bellringing2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. Enjoying the Christmas tree and lights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. Bell ringing. If only we could teach him to say, "Merry Christmas!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. Trying to figure out the nutcracker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-5301753638124497265?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5301753638124497265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/playing-with-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5301753638124497265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5301753638124497265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/playing-with-christmas.html' title='Playing with Christmas'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sT6tlBvigkE/TuvdjxzPhWI/AAAAAAAABdk/Ut32RntjaXc/s72-c/bellringing3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1959460059767279733</id><published>2011-12-15T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T06:35:30.810-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband  prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Living for God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fepEMzYYPlY/TulAXZPql9I/AAAAAAAABdE/0ISICkpAjWA/s1600/a-collection-of-jesus-pictures-with-quotes.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fepEMzYYPlY/TulAXZPql9I/AAAAAAAABdE/0ISICkpAjWA/s640/a-collection-of-jesus-pictures-with-quotes.jpeg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/243124079853485641/"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been devouring Karen Kingsbury books lately.&amp;nbsp;She's my favorite author.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So good with words about having a relationship with God and relationships in general.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I was reading her book Take Three I came across some words I wanted to share.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Words about living for God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;During the part of the novel a main character in the book was listening to a radio station and this is what was said about living for God:&amp;nbsp;"That means you take a hard look at what drives you. If it's your wife and kids, you're out of alignment with God...if it's your promotion at the office, you're off base. It it's the climb to get ahead of the park, your priorities are askew.... Living for God means waking every day with the same question in mind: How can I get through the next twelve hours in God's power, accomplishing His purposes, and concerned only about pleasing him?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those words are ones I read that convict me, that smack me in the face. What drives me? I hate to admit it, but honestly I'm unsure. Most of the time selfishness. Other times it is my husband and son. Sometimes its passion for photography, writing, or blogging. Often its about keeping up the appearance that everything is fine and dandy in my life when in fact it isn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But is it God? As I write this I have tears in my eyes because I know the answer. The reason I was convicted, the reason I felt slapped in the face is because I rarely find God being the one who drives me. Its not His fault, of course because He is there...waiting to be the one who drives me, waiting to be the one I live for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So why is He not the one I let drive me? Why don't I live for Him? I'm too busy. I'm too tired. I get bored by it all sometimes...especially when it comes to reading His words (but other times I do find peace in it). Mostly though...its fear. So much fear. And selfishness of course because I want to do what I want, what I'm comfortable with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It all gets old though. It gets old and tiring knowing in your mind and heart what you are supposed to be doing. It gets hard fighting God and knowing that He is telling you to live for Him. It gets old and hard because when you don't those things your heart isn't right...its a bit broken.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's how I feel lately...a bit broken.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God, help me to live for You. That's what I want to fully do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1959460059767279733?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1959460059767279733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/living-for-god.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1959460059767279733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1959460059767279733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/living-for-god.html' title='Living for God'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fepEMzYYPlY/TulAXZPql9I/AAAAAAAABdE/0ISICkpAjWA/s72-c/a-collection-of-jesus-pictures-with-quotes.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7413895066627853037</id><published>2011-12-14T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T07:54:25.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Wore Wednesday'/><title type='text'>What I Wore Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4h6VcRS-Ok/TuavuPh0K3I/AAAAAAAABZI/NJ9bOvWNjqQ/s1600/whatiworewed1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4h6VcRS-Ok/TuavuPh0K3I/AAAAAAAABZI/NJ9bOvWNjqQ/s640/whatiworewed1.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITIM1r9XmDg/Tuavo_rEPFI/AAAAAAAABZA/vPgAw9NJbao/s1600/whatiworewed2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITIM1r9XmDg/Tuavo_rEPFI/AAAAAAAABZA/vPgAw9NJbao/s640/whatiworewed2.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hk1IDRwJ_t8/TuavjEDGkII/AAAAAAAABY4/zTRimpGGL3k/s1600/whatiworewed3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hk1IDRwJ_t8/TuavjEDGkII/AAAAAAAABY4/zTRimpGGL3k/s640/whatiworewed3.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Scarf:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://apearantlysew.bigcartel.com/"&gt;Apearantly Sew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cardigan and shirt: Kohls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jeggings: Express&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Leg warmers: Target&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Boots: Charlotte Russe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This scarf is probably my favorite. Its made differently than any scarf I've ever seen and because of that I'm pretty sure it will last forever! I like things like that, so go check out that ladies shop!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And these boots, I love them too. I mean, come on they are red!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a _mce_href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/" href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" alt="pleated poppy" border="0" height="125" src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7413895066627853037?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7413895066627853037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-i-wore-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7413895066627853037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7413895066627853037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-i-wore-wednesday.html' title='What I Wore Wednesday'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4h6VcRS-Ok/TuavuPh0K3I/AAAAAAAABZI/NJ9bOvWNjqQ/s72-c/whatiworewed1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-8262426107714982343</id><published>2011-12-13T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:43:01.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being a wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><title type='text'>More to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfyBj3fKSJc/TuanFhFgzMI/AAAAAAAABYg/MmksyEQRQgI/s1600/lovemama3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfyBj3fKSJc/TuanFhFgzMI/AAAAAAAABYg/MmksyEQRQgI/s640/lovemama3.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a wife and a mother, but is that all I am?&lt;br /&gt;That sounds awful... but please don't read it that way.&lt;br /&gt;It is what I love.&lt;br /&gt;It is what I am meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change it for the world.&lt;br /&gt;But is there more to me than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, there are moments when it doesn't feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;Moments when I just want 30 minutes to myself to read, to sleep, to listen to the quiet!&lt;br /&gt;Moments when the screaming and crying makes me feel as if I am going to snap.&lt;br /&gt;Moments when I just don't want to be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ-uajlSVOo/TuanIwS_7eI/AAAAAAAABYo/Shy-PswbYC4/s1600/lovemama2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ-uajlSVOo/TuanIwS_7eI/AAAAAAAABYo/Shy-PswbYC4/s640/lovemama2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart of me feels like I don't know myself.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, other than a wife and mother?&lt;br /&gt;Because I know there is more to me, but what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman who loves Jesus even though I don't (most often) spend enough time with Him.&amp;nbsp;I love to read. I used to be able to read all day long and I would do that now if I had the chance.&amp;nbsp;I miss sleeping. Oh, I miss sleeping! I used to sleep too much, but now its a 6:30am wake up call! I'm not going to complain about that too much though because husband got up with Braden Saturday and Sunday and I got to sleep! It was glorious!&amp;nbsp;I love my friends and I miss them dearly. I wish we weren't all so spread out, but I know that is His plan for us right now. I am a woman who loves and adores both her husband and baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wO77xRiBzX4/TuanL6Vm-lI/AAAAAAAABYw/dRgvB_sEEP8/s1600/lovemama1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wO77xRiBzX4/TuanL6Vm-lI/AAAAAAAABYw/dRgvB_sEEP8/s640/lovemama1.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to be anywhere else, with anyone else...but sometimes I do need a bit of alone time just to think and relax. Sometimes I just need to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me I'm not the only one with these thoughts!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-8262426107714982343?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8262426107714982343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-to-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8262426107714982343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8262426107714982343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-to-me.html' title='More to me'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfyBj3fKSJc/TuanFhFgzMI/AAAAAAAABYg/MmksyEQRQgI/s72-c/lovemama3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-5679569188244029856</id><published>2011-12-12T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:43:28.191-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>My favorite Christmas cookie (a recipe)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today my mom and I (and baby boy, of course) got together with a family friend and do what we do pretty much every year. Baked Christmas treats! We make a ton. Today we made at least 5 different kinds, but there is one thats a favorite. We call it a snowball and I'm going to share the recipe with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dHkViXZip7I/TuaagqALwYI/AAAAAAAABYY/blNDYOylavw/s1600/favcookie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dHkViXZip7I/TuaagqALwYI/AAAAAAAABYY/blNDYOylavw/s640/favcookie.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't they look yummy?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What you'll need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 1/2 stick of butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 3/4 cup flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A teaspoon of vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A bar of white chocolate... I believe its the bakers bar, but any would work (I think ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sprinkles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What you do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mix everything together (soften the butter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Roll it into balls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bake for 10-12 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dip in white chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sprinkle your heart out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let em sit until the chocolate hardens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eat them, but don't be like me and eat them all in one sitting! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-5679569188244029856?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5679569188244029856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-favorite-christmas-cookie-recipe.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5679569188244029856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5679569188244029856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-favorite-christmas-cookie-recipe.html' title='My favorite Christmas cookie (a recipe)'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dHkViXZip7I/TuaagqALwYI/AAAAAAAABYY/blNDYOylavw/s72-c/favcookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7193230365022345464</id><published>2011-12-11T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T15:18:07.168-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictureless post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Words you just know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you have scripture that you know by heart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scripture that you find speaks into your life time and time again?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's what I'm thinking about today....the scripture that I just know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know a few verses and as I write this, I can't help but think that there should be more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever I open my Bible (which isn't as much as it should be) I find peace in His words.&amp;nbsp;A peace I don't find elsewhere and I want more of that...I'm thirsty for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to my question... what scripture do you know by heart?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One scripture I've clung to time and time again in my life is Luke 6:27-28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"But to you who are listening I say: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a time in my life when I was full of hatred... so much that it was all I could think about.I felt like it was eating me alive and I became angry and angry the more I thought about it.It was horrible and left me in tears often. I read this verse at that point and knew thats how I'd make it through...thats how I'd survive. I didn't want to love my enemy, do good, bless, or pray. I definitely didn't want to pray, but I did...thats where I started because I think prayer more than anything, softens the heart. Which again, as I write this, I think I need more of that too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thirsty...so thirsty for those things and for Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://racetowardsjoy.blogspot.com/search/label/pictureless%20post"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1207.photobucket.com/albums/bb479/bloggysarah/piclessbuttonfinal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7193230365022345464?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7193230365022345464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/words-you-just-know.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7193230365022345464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7193230365022345464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/words-you-just-know.html' title='Words you just know'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1457383871667702401</id><published>2011-12-10T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T13:45:42.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>A song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aN4N6NmnJCo" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I hear this song it speaks to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wait for tomorrow on so many things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow I'll exercise and start eating right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow I'll open my Bible and spend time with God the way I should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow I won't spend so much time on the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow I'll believe I'm forgiven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow I'll reach out to someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The list goes on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But why do I wait for&amp;nbsp;tomorrow?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes it seems like tomorrow will never come because I just keep putting things off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I frustrate myself because I know in my heart that God wants me to do those things RIGHT NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He tells me not to wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lord, help me start today what I should have started a long time ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1457383871667702401?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1457383871667702401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1457383871667702401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1457383871667702401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/song.html' title='A song'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aN4N6NmnJCo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-229700299979687518</id><published>2011-12-09T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:44:00.325-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s the little things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>It's the little things: A package, nail polish, and my favorite author</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like I haven't linked up with Lindsay over at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.aisletoaloha.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aisle to Aloha&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the little things that brighten my week in a while! Sometimes weeks feel long and hard, but there still there are good things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week my little things were...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhf-cHO6I3g/TuEsufKusLI/AAAAAAAABYA/176KDGMiWXI/s1600/lilthings3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhf-cHO6I3g/TuEsufKusLI/AAAAAAAABYA/176KDGMiWXI/s640/lilthings3.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A package from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://letitgrowthielke.blogspot.com/"&gt;this lady&lt;/a&gt;. It was a nice surprise!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l6OH0Guy4_E/TuEsyfSEV3I/AAAAAAAABYI/lUynwhRvs9s/s1600/lilthings2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l6OH0Guy4_E/TuEsyfSEV3I/AAAAAAAABYI/lUynwhRvs9s/s640/lilthings2.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;New scented nail polish: beach, orange pop, and cherry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This nail polish goes on so smoothly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GXRAtXlLzd8/TuEs1ZTBtHI/AAAAAAAABYQ/oZ_XYPKHeN0/s1600/lilthings1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="441" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GXRAtXlLzd8/TuEs1ZTBtHI/AAAAAAAABYQ/oZ_XYPKHeN0/s640/lilthings1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reading a book by Karen Kingsbury. She's my favorite!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its so hard for me to put her books down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What are the little things that made your week bright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://aisletoaloha.blogspot.com/p/its-little-things.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Aisle to Aloha" src="http://i1187.photobucket.com/albums/z393/AisletoAloha/littlethingsbutton1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-229700299979687518?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/229700299979687518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-little-things-package-nail-polish.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/229700299979687518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/229700299979687518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-little-things-package-nail-polish.html' title='It&apos;s the little things: A package, nail polish, and my favorite author'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhf-cHO6I3g/TuEsufKusLI/AAAAAAAABYA/176KDGMiWXI/s72-c/lilthings3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4188975607454878720</id><published>2011-12-08T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:44:21.323-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Our only Christmas decor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up with Gussy Sews for some Christmas decoration inspiration!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since we don't have our own place yet (we're moving in January), we don't have our own Christmas decorations. They are all packed away!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did get Braden a little something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not really a Christmas decoration, but it does sing Jingle Bells and light up when you push its foot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That counts, in my book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlfsmjdytWc/TuEDdxjHRVI/AAAAAAAABXw/BA2g9hp3ENw/s1600/christdecor2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlfsmjdytWc/TuEDdxjHRVI/AAAAAAAABXw/BA2g9hp3ENw/s640/christdecor2.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UPQpREH7_ks/TuEDhwtlBaI/AAAAAAAABX4/IWqswP5gUHU/s1600/christdecor1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UPQpREH7_ks/TuEDhwtlBaI/AAAAAAAABX4/IWqswP5gUHU/s640/christdecor1.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dgu0EdiSzpI/TuEDa76jhNI/AAAAAAAABXo/jcIPHdOp5hc/s1600/christdecor3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dgu0EdiSzpI/TuEDa76jhNI/AAAAAAAABXo/jcIPHdOp5hc/s640/christdecor3.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday this was the only thing that made him happy. He's been so fussy since he's sick with a cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I sat this in front of him and pushed it. When it turned off he'd look at me and say, "du du" because he wanted me to push it again. Over and over again I pushed it. May drive everyone else up a wall, but keeps him happy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gussysews.com/inspiration-workshop/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gussy Sews Inspiration Workshop!" border="0" height="125" src="http://www.gussysews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/IW_button1251.png" title="Gussy Sews" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4188975607454878720?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4188975607454878720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-only-christmas-decor.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4188975607454878720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4188975607454878720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-only-christmas-decor.html' title='Our only Christmas decor'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlfsmjdytWc/TuEDdxjHRVI/AAAAAAAABXw/BA2g9hp3ENw/s72-c/christdecor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7737027979209463626</id><published>2011-12-07T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:44:35.023-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journaling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest posting'/><title type='text'>Pssst....I'm over here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9TlHEnY188/Tt_uAd36OkI/AAAAAAAABXg/Q1lMyZxg-74/s1600/reallylovehim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9TlHEnY188/Tt_uAd36OkI/AAAAAAAABXg/Q1lMyZxg-74/s640/reallylovehim.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really love this photo of him and I.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our time together is so important...just him and me time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We don't get a lot of it, so little walks down the road are important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of important...I'm over&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://iamalongfortheride.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-journaling-kassies-story.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;today, writing about why I journal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check if out if you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7737027979209463626?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7737027979209463626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/pssstim-over-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7737027979209463626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7737027979209463626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/pssstim-over-here.html' title='Pssst....I&apos;m over here!'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9TlHEnY188/Tt_uAd36OkI/AAAAAAAABXg/Q1lMyZxg-74/s72-c/reallylovehim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-3120754456692922439</id><published>2011-12-06T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T09:53:42.435-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><title type='text'>It's a bear. Oh, wait, it's my son!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YGn4cRM5BmM/Tt5V4jWWGEI/AAAAAAAABXY/3YvocABvVy0/s1600/bear1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YGn4cRM5BmM/Tt5V4jWWGEI/AAAAAAAABXY/3YvocABvVy0/s400/bear1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting a closer look.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What is this? There wasn't much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;but I thought it was better that way... not so overwhelming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXATSo2dvOg/Tt5Vx1xTpdI/AAAAAAAABXQ/YD-a2UwjNK8/s1600/bear2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXATSo2dvOg/Tt5Vx1xTpdI/AAAAAAAABXQ/YD-a2UwjNK8/s400/bear2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqHgoaQsCRI/Tt5VkBlU0bI/AAAAAAAABXA/B5fjfDaSu6g/s1600/bear4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqHgoaQsCRI/Tt5VkBlU0bI/AAAAAAAABXA/B5fjfDaSu6g/s400/bear4.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His gloves are too big and he needs mama's help walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLjRkCM7aKM/Tt5VfIKCsCI/AAAAAAAABW4/DkcrhJS_I8k/s1600/bear5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLjRkCM7aKM/Tt5VfIKCsCI/AAAAAAAABW4/DkcrhJS_I8k/s320/bear5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love my little bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-3120754456692922439?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3120754456692922439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-bear-oh-wait-its-my-son.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3120754456692922439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3120754456692922439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-bear-oh-wait-its-my-son.html' title='It&apos;s a bear. Oh, wait, it&apos;s my son!'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YGn4cRM5BmM/Tt5V4jWWGEI/AAAAAAAABXY/3YvocABvVy0/s72-c/bear1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4043322011290809364</id><published>2011-12-05T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T07:13:53.128-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture with Santa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life made lovely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Meeting Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BLqZUmXj-zs/TtwdT8lJrdI/AAAAAAAABWw/gipLv72RF6w/s1600/Braden+with+Santa+%25281st+year%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BLqZUmXj-zs/TtwdT8lJrdI/AAAAAAAABWw/gipLv72RF6w/s400/Braden+with+Santa+%25281st+year%2529.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We took Braden to get a picture with Santa for the first time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(last year he was so little, so we didn't).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He didn't have a clue really what was going on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;only that some stranger in a red suit was holding him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He started to cry for a split second and then gave us this&amp;nbsp;smirk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just can't get over how big he is! Not my baby anymore! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifemadelovely-blog.com/search/label/life%20made%20lovely%20mondays"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv65/hamiltonfive/lifemadelovelybutton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4043322011290809364?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4043322011290809364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/meeting-santa.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4043322011290809364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4043322011290809364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/meeting-santa.html' title='Meeting Santa'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BLqZUmXj-zs/TtwdT8lJrdI/AAAAAAAABWw/gipLv72RF6w/s72-c/Braden+with+Santa+%25281st+year%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-5508605655895690949</id><published>2011-12-04T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T08:19:51.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictureless post'/><title type='text'>On taking a break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back from a blogging break and thats what I want to write about today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I need to take breaks from blogging and social networking as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not always very good at it because I do enjoy it and it tends to suck me in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I get tired of it, though because it feels like it takes a lot of work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking about what to write, having pictures, editing pictures, and getting my words right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find myself, often, thinking, "Oh, I could blog about this!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am glad that I have things in my life I want to blog about, but I don't want to think about what to blog in my life more than I live my life! Know what I mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've also realized that I have the type of personality that lets other things get in the way of other things I should be doing! I think that I've let that happen with blogging (it used to be facebook, but I gave that up for multiple reasons). &amp;nbsp;Honestly, I don't know how other wives and mothers do it -- they work, take care of their home and family, have a relationship with God, AND blog... plus a string of other things. Its a lot of work and I see some amazing women out there doing all these things. I realized the other morning (when I decided to take a break) that I needed to stop and do other things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I needed to stop and play ball with my son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I needed to stop and clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I needed to stop and pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I needed to stop and enjoy time with my husband.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I needed to stop and do something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just needed to stop and be away from the computer for a bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't do as well as I wanted to, but it was nice to not have to focus so much on my blog, twitter, or whatever else I get sucked into on this little thing we call the computer all day!&amp;nbsp;I want this to be a goal of mine...to not sit on the computer all day long because as much as I love social networking, I do have a real life to live!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday friends!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://racetowardsjoy.blogspot.com/search/label/pictureless%20post"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1207.photobucket.com/albums/bb479/bloggysarah/piclessbuttonfinal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-5508605655895690949?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5508605655895690949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-taking-break.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5508605655895690949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5508605655895690949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-taking-break.html' title='On taking a break'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-2023812428506992400</id><published>2011-11-28T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T10:16:01.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><title type='text'>I document everything, okay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, even getting his teeth brushed for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Am I the only mama who does this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oEINYOLG-CQ/TtO_xiWmYqI/AAAAAAAABWY/QkXcIDYeo6U/s1600/toothbrushing1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oEINYOLG-CQ/TtO_xiWmYqI/AAAAAAAABWY/QkXcIDYeo6U/s400/toothbrushing1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2H9pRndmjI/TtO_uEtwpYI/AAAAAAAABWQ/LlbWZN_gQpU/s1600/toothbrushing2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2H9pRndmjI/TtO_uEtwpYI/AAAAAAAABWQ/LlbWZN_gQpU/s400/toothbrushing2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycYEv2s9DKg/TtO_rhzDO0I/AAAAAAAABWI/wq9y3pK7yE8/s1600/toothbrushing3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycYEv2s9DKg/TtO_rhzDO0I/AAAAAAAABWI/wq9y3pK7yE8/s400/toothbrushing3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you don't get my teeth kiddo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brush em good, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-2023812428506992400?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2023812428506992400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-document-everything-okay.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2023812428506992400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2023812428506992400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-document-everything-okay.html' title='I document everything, okay?'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oEINYOLG-CQ/TtO_xiWmYqI/AAAAAAAABWY/QkXcIDYeo6U/s72-c/toothbrushing1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1952310685608292145</id><published>2011-11-26T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T19:46:32.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>We have a walker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-263cd1bdb72a59c0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D263cd1bdb72a59c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332585986%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B1466112F6AC1FEA18EF12D39CC87763C20F0F3.2AE4D0350E2B140314E6BEA1E4D932030DB3F4BC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D263cd1bdb72a59c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6nn6VLoW8garMb23e0HjvbRTJmM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D263cd1bdb72a59c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332585986%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B1466112F6AC1FEA18EF12D39CC87763C20F0F3.2AE4D0350E2B140314E6BEA1E4D932030DB3F4BC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D263cd1bdb72a59c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6nn6VLoW8garMb23e0HjvbRTJmM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just this afternoon at his party we were talking about how he'd probably walk soon and now he is!&lt;br /&gt;So exciting!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1952310685608292145?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1952310685608292145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-have-walker.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1952310685608292145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1952310685608292145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-have-walker.html' title='We have a walker!'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-6191160406472157498</id><published>2011-11-26T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T18:29:43.056-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><title type='text'>Party Animal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMNxUbe8L6U/TtGLDugMO3I/AAAAAAAABUI/EIUTl5SZW3o/s1600/party18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMNxUbe8L6U/TtGLDugMO3I/AAAAAAAABUI/EIUTl5SZW3o/s400/party18.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today we had a huge birthday bash for our baby. Braden really likes kitties, so I chose an animal themed party (he calls all animals kitty, so it was different animals). It was a lot of fun, but I'm glad its over.&lt;/div&gt;Thanksgiving, preparing the next day, and then having the party was a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need a day of rest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqlVN-m5LQQ/TtGMYsMHSSI/AAAAAAAABV4/iGlckDK40V4/s1600/party2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqlVN-m5LQQ/TtGMYsMHSSI/AAAAAAAABV4/iGlckDK40V4/s400/party2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r5XuK8NdNUU/TtGMTC1qrqI/AAAAAAAABVw/2AYCSrN7MUQ/s1600/party3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r5XuK8NdNUU/TtGMTC1qrqI/AAAAAAAABVw/2AYCSrN7MUQ/s400/party3.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yI_catpKgdw/TtGME_WtzKI/AAAAAAAABVY/2r5sMwxWsFs/s1600/party6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yI_catpKgdw/TtGME_WtzKI/AAAAAAAABVY/2r5sMwxWsFs/s400/party6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SI8aAtYY8BA/TtGMPFfuTsI/AAAAAAAABVo/BP1bOQWIzC8/s1600/party4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SI8aAtYY8BA/TtGMPFfuTsI/AAAAAAAABVo/BP1bOQWIzC8/s400/party4.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O9Z6f-yP3V8/TtGMKB6YrGI/AAAAAAAABVg/5iLcq2qiGrI/s1600/party5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O9Z6f-yP3V8/TtGMKB6YrGI/AAAAAAAABVg/5iLcq2qiGrI/s400/party5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really enjoyed decorating for the party. Making the mini animal cakes took a lot of work, but they turned out so well. I was pretty proud of myself. I'm so grateful to my parents, in-laws, and grandparents who helped a ton. Wouldn't have been able to do it all without them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-33fYvTr8tLM/TtGMcjkcnuI/AAAAAAAABWA/l69cs7_28QU/s1600/party1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-33fYvTr8tLM/TtGMcjkcnuI/AAAAAAAABWA/l69cs7_28QU/s400/party1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In his cute birthday outfit my mom bought him! He's so adorable... he just goes straight to my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7VCxPn80EUI/TtGL_HUbJEI/AAAAAAAABVQ/c8zmVq_0Pd8/s1600/party7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7VCxPn80EUI/TtGL_HUbJEI/AAAAAAAABVQ/c8zmVq_0Pd8/s400/party7.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A cute bib from his grandma. Ready for lunch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4xmCjRXAgI/TtGL45fw8aI/AAAAAAAABVI/hHeUHUU9Hhw/s1600/party8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4xmCjRXAgI/TtGL45fw8aI/AAAAAAAABVI/hHeUHUU9Hhw/s400/party8.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And a cake of course! I gave him the crocodile one because I like the way they turned out the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was so cute...reaching the candle and trying to blow it out himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(P.S. my mom's friend made that banner and I love it. So cute)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_58YWlEuFo/TtGLt9kzAfI/AAAAAAAABVA/Z2Je938Gh0Q/s1600/party9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_58YWlEuFo/TtGLt9kzAfI/AAAAAAAABVA/Z2Je938Gh0Q/s400/party9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Devouring it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmBSDfuXCiw/TtGLjO1PQ9I/AAAAAAAABUw/10tRX9RyHFY/s1600/party11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmBSDfuXCiw/TtGLjO1PQ9I/AAAAAAAABUw/10tRX9RyHFY/s400/party11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Present time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EefdhE69qOA/TtGLn1O1A7I/AAAAAAAABU4/UnC3qYJFw-8/s1600/party10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EefdhE69qOA/TtGLn1O1A7I/AAAAAAAABU4/UnC3qYJFw-8/s400/party10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ldg1EQvS16Q/TtGLVjnC_UI/AAAAAAAABUg/2DsDgjUIvs4/s1600/party15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ldg1EQvS16Q/TtGLVjnC_UI/AAAAAAAABUg/2DsDgjUIvs4/s400/party15.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UMc_G4ewolM/TtGLcbsf4II/AAAAAAAABUo/Eik8Smmja4Q/s1600/party12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UMc_G4ewolM/TtGLcbsf4II/AAAAAAAABUo/Eik8Smmja4Q/s400/party12.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L5mQsXjaS_E/TtGLPp_TEHI/AAAAAAAABUY/CxFA-UCdkaM/s1600/party16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L5mQsXjaS_E/TtGLPp_TEHI/AAAAAAAABUY/CxFA-UCdkaM/s400/party16.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The play cell phone we got him because he LOVES real phones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He wouldn't let go of this and wasn't paying attention to any other gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o7BiXcuIq4M/TtGLJf430gI/AAAAAAAABUQ/5vmTKQghfhI/s1600/party17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o7BiXcuIq4M/TtGLJf430gI/AAAAAAAABUQ/5vmTKQghfhI/s400/party17.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at a book with daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4HFzHHixjw/TtGK4PnbjtI/AAAAAAAABT4/OAMcKyhpfag/s1600/party20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4HFzHHixjw/TtGK4PnbjtI/AAAAAAAABT4/OAMcKyhpfag/s400/party20.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Him with all his loot. Seriously, spoiled much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDlRAlHDH2o/TtGK8eVCvBI/AAAAAAAABUA/UBQuuqnGqIY/s1600/party19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDlRAlHDH2o/TtGK8eVCvBI/AAAAAAAABUA/UBQuuqnGqIY/s400/party19.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And that is what happens after a party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I enjoyed it and he certainly did. He's going crazy with one of his toys right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, back to cleaning...since that hasn't happened in a few days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was doing it all by myself!&lt;/div&gt;Glad he liked it though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-6191160406472157498?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6191160406472157498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/party-animal.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6191160406472157498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6191160406472157498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/party-animal.html' title='Party Animal'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMNxUbe8L6U/TtGLDugMO3I/AAAAAAAABUI/EIUTl5SZW3o/s72-c/party18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-2786078354574739954</id><published>2011-11-25T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T08:36:36.366-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='followers fest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><title type='text'>Christmas things to do with him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm linking up with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thewiegands.com/"&gt;Casey Wiegand&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://amomseyeview-lulu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Danielle&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://scathingly-brilliant.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartrunwithscissors.com/"&gt;Janel&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the followers fest!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This months followers fest is about handmade gifts! I'm thinking about starting an etsy shop up, but for now I don't have one. However, I have come up with some ideas (via pinterest) that I wouldn't mind doing with this little guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAdkDL3MLfk/Ts_B0VGFK-I/AAAAAAAABTQ/R3hxhfTrNpQ/s1600/bf1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAdkDL3MLfk/Ts_B0VGFK-I/AAAAAAAABTQ/R3hxhfTrNpQ/s400/bf1.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6noCviXH0d0/Ts_B1zNnRII/AAAAAAAABTw/sUEtmty6UCA/s1600/bf2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6noCviXH0d0/Ts_B1zNnRII/AAAAAAAABTw/sUEtmty6UCA/s320/bf2.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A thumb print Christmas tree card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly6jBzjCMWA/Ts_B1g4OY8I/AAAAAAAABTo/qAbjpc8LmLg/s1600/bf3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly6jBzjCMWA/Ts_B1g4OY8I/AAAAAAAABTo/qAbjpc8LmLg/s320/bf3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A wreath plate out of his little hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ffzoghMgrH0/Ts_B1GHU1pI/AAAAAAAABTg/sc_iL-WLipI/s1600/bf4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ffzoghMgrH0/Ts_B1GHU1pI/AAAAAAAABTg/sc_iL-WLipI/s320/bf4.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A healthy snack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hBllFNgTRCM/Ts_B07TJMRI/AAAAAAAABTY/6Q9n5ArttP4/s1600/bf5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hBllFNgTRCM/Ts_B07TJMRI/AAAAAAAABTY/6Q9n5ArttP4/s320/bf5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A scrapbook page, maybe? Every year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I believe that buying handmade gifts from others is great - totally supportive of other people, but I think its fun to make things like things!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Want to see more Christmas ideas I'm loving? Go&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/lifeinspired/holidays/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy shopping and creating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thewiegands.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1236.photobucket.com/albums/ff441/WALDOROY/indiebutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-2786078354574739954?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2786078354574739954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-things-to-do-with-him.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2786078354574739954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2786078354574739954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-things-to-do-with-him.html' title='Christmas things to do with him'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAdkDL3MLfk/Ts_B0VGFK-I/AAAAAAAABTQ/R3hxhfTrNpQ/s72-c/bf1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7721219615089941936</id><published>2011-11-24T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T19:14:42.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family time'/><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NdZEea6Y35Y/Ts8G9aqzj2I/AAAAAAAABTA/Wrqiuy1RUkc/s1600/bdayboy2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NdZEea6Y35Y/Ts8G9aqzj2I/AAAAAAAABTA/Wrqiuy1RUkc/s400/bdayboy2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxc1J4rYm0c/Ts8HB8EEu2I/AAAAAAAABTI/fRXQlohmS9M/s1600/bdayboy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxc1J4rYm0c/Ts8HB8EEu2I/AAAAAAAABTI/fRXQlohmS9M/s400/bdayboy1.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7n1AUg2EWc/Ts8G4cEUGzI/AAAAAAAABS4/2vdJIISx2hU/s1600/bdayboy3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7n1AUg2EWc/Ts8G4cEUGzI/AAAAAAAABS4/2vdJIISx2hU/s400/bdayboy3.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's so precious and happy. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ueHYXUhNdps/Ts8Gzv0JXtI/AAAAAAAABSw/qytS_aS89L0/s1600/bdayboy4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ueHYXUhNdps/Ts8Gzv0JXtI/AAAAAAAABSw/qytS_aS89L0/s400/bdayboy4.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCglRbuHg8w/Ts8GwQYBzSI/AAAAAAAABSo/KOlmjXAAATU/s1600/bdayboy5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCglRbuHg8w/Ts8GwQYBzSI/AAAAAAAABSo/KOlmjXAAATU/s400/bdayboy5.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am so thankful for my boys. Getting pictures of them together, I love because their relationship is so special. They make my heart happy and thankful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcD9N0ysNkc/Ts8Gst_VBcI/AAAAAAAABSg/wMhqWEtSIRc/s1600/bdayboy6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcD9N0ysNkc/Ts8Gst_VBcI/AAAAAAAABSg/wMhqWEtSIRc/s400/bdayboy6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zLdJ6nsmI6w/Ts8GgTJmzEI/AAAAAAAABSI/jv79aShf8Z8/s1600/bdayboy10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zLdJ6nsmI6w/Ts8GgTJmzEI/AAAAAAAABSI/jv79aShf8Z8/s400/bdayboy10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYFA4H2RK9s/Ts8GpxOeTjI/AAAAAAAABSY/8j5nqDvNgRg/s1600/bdayboy8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HYFA4H2RK9s/Ts8GpxOeTjI/AAAAAAAABSY/8j5nqDvNgRg/s400/bdayboy8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love our love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday party pictures to come sometime after his party Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7721219615089941936?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7721219615089941936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-1st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7721219615089941936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7721219615089941936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-1st-birthday.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday!'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NdZEea6Y35Y/Ts8G9aqzj2I/AAAAAAAABTA/Wrqiuy1RUkc/s72-c/bdayboy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-2925422564347754756</id><published>2011-11-23T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T12:53:02.314-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='by husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Questions on Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyyuhAvYD7o/Ts1aFaio9OI/AAAAAAAABP4/3xCMzre5hoQ/s1600/thankfulfor1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyyuhAvYD7o/Ts1aFaio9OI/AAAAAAAABP4/3xCMzre5hoQ/s400/thankfulfor1.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lately, I've come across posts from other bloggers that I like and therefore want to copy.This is one of those posts. It's definitely one I need to do...especially today.&amp;nbsp;I need to take the time to really think about what I am grateful for. I am always grateful, but I don't always take the time to really think about such things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e_PUrivSV8I/Ts1aDS1aqPI/AAAAAAAABPw/8Qa7EKTgMj4/s1600/thankfulfor2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e_PUrivSV8I/Ts1aDS1aqPI/AAAAAAAABPw/8Qa7EKTgMj4/s400/thankfulfor2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Who do you appreciate?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;There are many people I appreciate, but my husband is at the very top of the list. He works so very hard at a job that isn't his dream, at a job that most days is just a pain, but he does it because he wants to support us. He's also very supportive, loving, and giving. He's a great husband! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. How am I fortunate? &lt;/b&gt;I am fortunate because of the life I live. There are so many people, so many children who don't get food to eat, water to drink, or a roof over their head. I'm fortunate enough to get those things! I'm also&amp;nbsp;fortunate to have a college degree. So many people can't afford it. I'm fortunate also because I know Christ. So many people don't. For that I am one of the most fortunate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What material&amp;nbsp;possessions am I thankful for? &lt;/b&gt;Clothes, my phone, a computer, a car, a bed to sleep on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What abilities do I have that I am grateful for? &lt;/b&gt;I'm grateful that I have a compassionate heart. Sometimes its so easy for the world to judge other for who they are or blame them for their circumstances, but I try to see the bigger picture, I try to see their heart. I'm not always good at it, but my heart is full of compassion for many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fi1jIGwKYPs/Ts1Z_lkU6kI/AAAAAAAABPo/qxLcE2szL2I/s1600/thankfulfor3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fi1jIGwKYPs/Ts1Z_lkU6kI/AAAAAAAABPo/qxLcE2szL2I/s400/thankfulfor3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What about my surroundings (my home, neighborhood) am I thankful for? &lt;/b&gt;I'm thankful to have a roof over my head and a warm place to sleep. I'm thankful that we are in a safe place, but mostly I am thankful that I am with my husband and son. They surround me daily and without them I don't know what I'd do. I'm also thankful that God is all around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. What experiences have I had that I am grateful for? &lt;/b&gt;I want to say that I am grateful for my past, but sometimes thats hard. However, I know that theres a purpose in it, even if I never know what that is. Its a part of God's plan and its made me who I am today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYAYrluW6_o/Ts1Z_FAo0qI/AAAAAAAABPg/4Caunp4BHGo/s1600/thankfulfor4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYAYrluW6_o/Ts1Z_FAo0qI/AAAAAAAABPg/4Caunp4BHGo/s400/thankfulfor4.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. What happened today/yesterday/this week/ this month/this year that I am grateful for?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today-- time to rest. Somedays I feel like I get none and it was nice to nap with my son lying on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday -- some good time with just my husband, son, and I. One of my favorite things is when we have time just us, time to just enjoy each other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This week-- thats its Thanksgiving tomorrow (and someone's birthday)! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This month -- that we've been able to take some steps towards healing for us and made some decisions that will be good for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This year -- we got married and had a baby...couldn't get any better than that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3eurHFGf5M/Ts1bPA6p66I/AAAAAAAABQA/GBkyQFRX2qM/s1600/thankfulfor6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3eurHFGf5M/Ts1bPA6p66I/AAAAAAAABQA/GBkyQFRX2qM/s400/thankfulfor6.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. What&amp;nbsp;opportunities have I had that I am thankful for? &lt;/b&gt;I am thankful that I have the chance to stay home with my son. Its definitely a blessing. I get to see him grow and thats something I wouldn't change for the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. What have others done that I am thankful for? &lt;/b&gt;My husband works to support us. That is something I can never thank him enough for. His parents have given us a place to stay while we pay off some debt. A friend from church welcomes her home for play dates and listens to me. Theres so much that others have done for me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. What have others done that I am benefiting from in my life (even if I don't know who those people are?) &lt;/b&gt;I know others pray for us. Maybe I don't know who or when, but it helps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s9xTGP4JsBM/Ts1c9MIlubI/AAAAAAAABQI/5x8iRSWBAk0/s1600/thankfulfor7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s9xTGP4JsBM/Ts1c9MIlubI/AAAAAAAABQI/5x8iRSWBAk0/s320/thankfulfor7.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. What relationships am I thankful for? &lt;/b&gt;I am thankful for the relationship I have with my husband. It may not always be easy, but it is always worth it. I am thankful for my relationship with my son. Its a special relationship and he will always have a special place in my heart. I love them very much. I am also thankful for the friendships I have -- some I've had for years and some more recent, but my friends, they are so important and have been there through some of the toughest times. I'm so thankful to have people in my life who will be there no matter what!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. What am I taking for granted that, if I stop to think about, I am grateful for? &lt;/b&gt;I am sure there is much. I think I take more for granted that I can even think of. At times, I think, I take most for granted. Maybe, its money, if I really think about it. I've mentioned debt before and I think, maybe, taking money for granted is what got us here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. What is there about the challenges/difficulties I have experienced (or am experiencing) that I can be thankful for? (e.g. What have I learned? How have I grown?) &lt;/b&gt;I've learned what really matters - God and my family. Those things are the only things that really matter... if I only had those two things in my life, I'd not only be okay, but I'd be good. I've also learned that God's in control and I need to trust Him and lean on Him more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yNozTY06VnI/Ts1Z6xdHlII/AAAAAAAABPY/fPTK8TIiW9I/s1600/thankfulfor5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yNozTY06VnI/Ts1Z6xdHlII/AAAAAAAABPY/fPTK8TIiW9I/s400/thankfulfor5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. What is different today then it was a year ago that I am thankful for? &lt;/b&gt;My heart is different. When my husband and I started dating I was emotionally a mess and after getting married and having him in my life thats changed a lot. He's helped to heal my heart. I'm so thankful for that! I am also thankful that my husband took it upon himself to bring my best friend from college and I back into one anothers' lives. I am thankful that she was willing to let me back in her life and that we were willing to forgive one another and open up to one another again. God is good. In all things He is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. What insights have I gained that I am thankful for? &lt;/b&gt;I am thankful that I've learned that I can't change the way people act or the choices they've made. I can only be&amp;nbsp;in-charge&amp;nbsp;of me. Its nice to be able to let go of that and not carry the burden of other peoples' choices.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-2925422564347754756?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2925422564347754756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/questions-on-gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2925422564347754756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2925422564347754756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/questions-on-gratitude.html' title='Questions on Gratitude'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyyuhAvYD7o/Ts1aFaio9OI/AAAAAAAABP4/3xCMzre5hoQ/s72-c/thankfulfor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7084609404976705345</id><published>2011-11-22T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T14:33:49.430-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>A book review: Unlocked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sl6q6NQwytE/Tswg8Lyg4sI/AAAAAAAABOU/NcYpdqSHufc/s1600/bookreview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sl6q6NQwytE/Tswg8Lyg4sI/AAAAAAAABOU/NcYpdqSHufc/s320/bookreview.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/09/setting-goals.html"&gt;goals&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has been to read more. I haven't been that great at it, but this past week I borrowed this book from a friend and loved it! I thought, since its one of my goals, I'd write a book review on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Karen Kingsbury is one of my favorite authors. I've yet to read a book by her that I haven't liked and I doubt it will ever happen. Her words just draw you in and you can't put the book down! Unlocked is a story of two friends, Holden and Ella, who lost their friendship when they were little. They were best friends, but when Holden all of a sudden got&amp;nbsp;autism, Ella's parents couldn't handle it and stopped their friendship with the family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Years later, Ella and Holden reunite all because of a school play. Holden is drawn to music... the one thing that makes him happy. Well, that and Ella. The music not only brings Holden a bit out of himself, but it brings friendship back into the lives of two families.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I loved this book. It made me smile and cry. One of my favorite things about Karen Kingsbury is how she writes about faith. I love how her characters depend on God and hear Him speaking to them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I could hear God the way the characters seem to... like He's right there! &amp;nbsp;Karen Kingsbury is no doubt my favorite author and I promise if you pick up one of her books, you'll love her too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, I'm off to read another book of hers! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7084609404976705345?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7084609404976705345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/book-review-unlocked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7084609404976705345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7084609404976705345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/book-review-unlocked.html' title='A book review: Unlocked'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sl6q6NQwytE/Tswg8Lyg4sI/AAAAAAAABOU/NcYpdqSHufc/s72-c/bookreview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-357273220990480620</id><published>2011-11-21T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:08:55.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird moods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 months old'/><title type='text'>I'm blank because...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FB0qnuBtlPM/TsqhPSDA0RI/AAAAAAAABM0/RbpD8o8iaRg/s1600/blank3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FB0qnuBtlPM/TsqhPSDA0RI/AAAAAAAABM0/RbpD8o8iaRg/s400/blank3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M3LBR1OhO4I/TsqhS5CoiVI/AAAAAAAABM8/plFBZrwViIM/s1600/blank2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M3LBR1OhO4I/TsqhS5CoiVI/AAAAAAAABM8/plFBZrwViIM/s400/blank2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've seen multiple bloggers do this. I thought it was fun and different, so I'm joining in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm weird because...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to sleep with my feet out of the covers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to have ice in my milk or its just not cold enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like being touched when I'm sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can make a million different faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a bad friend because...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't keep in contact like I should&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not very open and vulnerable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I rather just be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I forget birthdays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a good friend because...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll listen to my friends' hearts anytime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cherish my friends so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd do anything for my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm trustworthy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJ-oc66QsEw/TsqhIU_SHgI/AAAAAAAABMk/jplVgCrVXQ4/s1600/blank5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJ-oc66QsEw/TsqhIU_SHgI/AAAAAAAABMk/jplVgCrVXQ4/s400/blank5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm sad because...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have too much debt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my close girlfriends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't have space of our own and I&amp;nbsp;desperately&amp;nbsp;want it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My baby boy is growing too fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dls4aqpXJ6o/TsqhFihX5vI/AAAAAAAABMc/YEPvrQAOKkE/s1600/blank6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dls4aqpXJ6o/TsqhFihX5vI/AAAAAAAABMc/YEPvrQAOKkE/s400/blank6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm excited because...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its almost Thanksgiving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My baby boy is turning one soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're slowly, but surely, paying off our debts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas is coming&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/7577327657226148818-357273220990480620?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/357273220990480620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-blank-because.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/357273220990480620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/357273220990480620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-blank-because.html' title='I&apos;m blank because...'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FB0qnuBtlPM/TsqhPSDA0RI/AAAAAAAABM0/RbpD8o8iaRg/s72-c/blank3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-2933120661086814631</id><published>2011-11-20T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:53:11.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictureless post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Satisfaction in Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes my heart aches for things, longs for things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The aching, the longing, is sometimes so much that it hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I long for a deeper relationship with Christ because I know thats the deepest relationship I'm suppose to have. Not only does my mind know it. Not only does my heart know it. But my soul knows it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thirst for it sometimes. Especially when things aren't going that well or when I'm feeling down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In those moments it seems like only His words can fill me with what I need.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thankful for that... I'm thankful for that when times are hard, I feel that I need His word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thankful that I don't feel a strong need to turn to something else... something harmful, but instead to Him...instead to what is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thankful that God gave us His word. That He didn't leave our longing to be satisfied by the things of this world because if He did, what a mess we would be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am thankful that when I go to Him, I find satisfaction in Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://racetowardsjoy.blogspot.com/search/label/pictureless%20post"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="200" src="http://i1207.photobucket.com/albums/bb479/bloggysarah/piclessbuttonfinal.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-2933120661086814631?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2933120661086814631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/satisfaction-in-him.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2933120661086814631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2933120661086814631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/satisfaction-in-him.html' title='Satisfaction in Him'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-6161186987899232704</id><published>2011-11-19T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:08:26.834-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scarf swap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog love'/><title type='text'>Scarf swap goodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I've said it before, but I love the blogging world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There have been times when I've thought about quitting because blogging takes a lot of time,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but then I find people I connect with and it reminds me of one of the reasons I do this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the people... they are encouraging, kind, loving, and giving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Krysten over at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/"&gt;Why Girls Are Weird&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;hosted a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2011/11/keep-warm-look-snazzy-scarf-swap-link.html"&gt;Scarf Swap&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love things like this because its fun to get connected with other bloggers, that you've possibly never come across and exchange care packages with. My swapping partner was Kim from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://berlyjo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Our Life- Unscripted&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was suppose to link up a few weeks ago, but silly me didn't send her my complete address. I blame it on mommy brain! =) I was excited to see the package on the steps today after all that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what she sent:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vtNYNuIv7Ng/TsgoDJYEc_I/AAAAAAAABMM/u4ZN3PWesUc/s1600/scarfswap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vtNYNuIv7Ng/TsgoDJYEc_I/AAAAAAAABMM/u4ZN3PWesUc/s400/scarfswap.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A red scarf.&lt;/b&gt; I'd been wanting one for so long! This one is ruffled, soft, and just all around perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A mason jar glass.&lt;/b&gt; Its actually called A Redneck's Wine Glass. So funny and cute! I love it so much that instead of drinking out of it, I am going to use it for decoration.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peanut carmel flavored pop corn. &lt;/b&gt;Its the shape of actual corn! Looks yummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two different types of hot coco. &lt;/b&gt;May get used soon because a cold front is coming in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks so much Kim! You did an awesome job!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-6161186987899232704?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6161186987899232704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/scarf-swap-goodies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6161186987899232704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6161186987899232704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/scarf-swap-goodies.html' title='Scarf swap goodies'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vtNYNuIv7Ng/TsgoDJYEc_I/AAAAAAAABMM/u4ZN3PWesUc/s72-c/scarfswap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-3455482848044126984</id><published>2011-11-18T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:31:30.402-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband  prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on my heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on Sandusky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm watching Dr. Phil. I do this sometimes, even though most of the time it leaves me in tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todays episode is no different. Its about Penn state and everything involving this case&amp;nbsp;against&amp;nbsp;Sandusky.&amp;nbsp;I haven't been paying much attention to it...I've been trying not to because I know it'd just upset me terribly. But I'm watching this today because not only is Dr. Phil talking about whats going on there, but also about how to be aware of sexual abuse in children. I think as hard as it is, its important to be aware of such things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's not what I want to write about though. I want to write about whats on my heart about this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm trying not to bawl my eyes out because this hurts me deeply. Watching this, I'm learning things. I'm learning that for 10 years this abuse went on, before it was reported to the police. People saw things happening...horrible things and no one did what the law says they are supposed to do. They were supposed to go not only to the school board or people above him, but they were supposed to go to the cops. They didn't though...not for 10 years. Oh, the boys who could have been saved if only someone had done what they were suppose to, if only they had done the right thing! This makes me angry. I'm angry at Sandusky, yes, but its hard to not be even more angry at those who saw these things and did nothing. We're suppose to protect our kids! If we, the adults, don't do the right thing....if we don't protect our children...who will? Nobody. That makes me sick. It makes me want to refuse to let my child do anything when he grows up. It makes me want to keep him by my side always. It makes me want to never let him out of my sight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm angry. I cannot deny it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm angry that this keeps on happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It doesn't seem like anything is being done to stop such things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It breaks my heart because that isn't suppose to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Innocence was ripped from these children.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their going to have deep emotional problems for most likely the rest of their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things like this make me so thankful for the fact that I know God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God knows why this happens and He is a healer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Theres some comfort for me there, but its hard because this sin...because I am a mother...gets to me more than anything else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am also thankful that God will deal with people like Sandusky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He gives them grace, that many people, like myself, struggle in giving to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear God, please be in the midst of this scandal. I know You are. I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be close to all these people that have been hurt. Some of the kids he caused harm to are more grown up and some are still so young. Draw close to them God. They need you.&lt;br /&gt;Show them your love and give them your peace. Help this be dealt with in the right way. Let there be justice. Please let their be justice. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-3455482848044126984?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3455482848044126984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/thoughts-on-sandusky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3455482848044126984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3455482848044126984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/thoughts-on-sandusky.html' title='Thoughts on Sandusky'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7033021582912474840</id><published>2011-11-17T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T07:15:30.129-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration workshop'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's Thursday, which means time to link up with Gussy Sews. This weeks inspiration prompt is Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm excited for Thanksgiving this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just love the food, but I also am so excited because ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGdqia3U7jU/TsSLFjb-5DI/AAAAAAAABME/fLbPd1Aurtw/s1600/thankfulness7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGdqia3U7jU/TsSLFjb-5DI/AAAAAAAABME/fLbPd1Aurtw/s400/thankfulness7.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's going to be his first birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makes me happy and sad all at the same time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some other Thanksgiving things I'm liking:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2mNQAWGgUs/TsLvXH_qhbI/AAAAAAAABDI/9UqHb0ItBEQ/s1600/bethankful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2mNQAWGgUs/TsLvXH_qhbI/AAAAAAAABDI/9UqHb0ItBEQ/s400/bethankful.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://tinywhitedaisies.tumblr.com/post/1681447593/french-knot-happy-thanksgiving"&gt;Tiny White Daisies&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/lifeinspired/"&gt;Kassie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/243124079853415777/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I need to print this and hang it somewhere because lately life has felt messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need to calm down and remember the things I am thankful for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jkk2XWRFzko/TsQ2Bl55i4I/AAAAAAAABLU/h4Av4DLzJkQ/s1600/thankfulness1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jkk2XWRFzko/TsQ2Bl55i4I/AAAAAAAABLU/h4Av4DLzJkQ/s320/thankfulness1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://tinywhitedaisies.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tiny White Daisies&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/lifeinspired/"&gt;Kassie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/243124079853431897/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This would be a good sign to have around as well because its so true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes its hard to think of things, but I know if I focus and really think, I will come up with a good list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9KKq6gYN_c/TsQ2BNkiUYI/AAAAAAAABLM/P-zl25hjcDM/s1600/thankfulness2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9KKq6gYN_c/TsQ2BNkiUYI/AAAAAAAABLM/P-zl25hjcDM/s400/thankfulness2.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://jellybeanjunkyard.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://jellybeanjunkyard.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/lifeinspired/"&gt;Kassie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This reminds me of an advent calendar, so I love it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyday your family could write on a scrap of paper what they are thankful for and each year you could add to it and look at what you were thankful for the year before!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a great idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0-A5wE9Ixt8/TsQ2FbJUt5I/AAAAAAAABLs/5rGuGvvD8QA/s1600/thankfulness3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0-A5wE9Ixt8/TsQ2FbJUt5I/AAAAAAAABLs/5rGuGvvD8QA/s320/thankfulness3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://beautyandbedlam.com/"&gt;Beauty and Bedlam&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/lifeinspired/"&gt;Kassie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/243124079853415290/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its like a fortune cookie, but better! Write down what you're thankful for and roll it up in a croissant and then at dinner everyone can share what message they have found! Never would have thought of this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4Kxm6DI8H8/TsQ2FPw3Q8I/AAAAAAAABLk/gRv0cuZjTLA/s1600/thankfulness5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4Kxm6DI8H8/TsQ2FPw3Q8I/AAAAAAAABLk/gRv0cuZjTLA/s320/thankfulness5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crystalwilkerson.com/blog"&gt;Crystal Wilkerson&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/lifeinspired/"&gt;Kassie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/243124079853431970/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This blog is hosting a 30 days of gratitude. She gives you quotes and a journaling prompt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A great way to really think and reflect on what you are truly grateful for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MzTrGH7_Fw8/TsQ2Eu2kGeI/AAAAAAAABLc/2nZtuwMGJak/s1600/thankfulness6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MzTrGH7_Fw8/TsQ2Eu2kGeI/AAAAAAAABLc/2nZtuwMGJak/s400/thankfulness6.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.positivelypresent.com/2011/11/zoom-in-on-gratitude-30-day-photo-challenge.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+PositivelyPresent+%28positively+present%29"&gt;Positively Present&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/lifeinspired/"&gt;Kassie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/243124079853431977/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also like the idea of taking pictures of things you are grateful for. Another thing I never thought have thought about!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What I love about Thanksgiving is the fact that you need to be in that mood all year round (note-to-self) and that you could use all these things all year round if you wanted to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What do you enjoy about Thanksgiving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gussysews.com/inspiration-workshop/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gussy Sews Inspiration Workshop!" border="0" height="125" src="http://www.gussysews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/IW_button1251.png" title="Gussy Sews" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7033021582912474840?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7033021582912474840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7033021582912474840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7033021582912474840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGdqia3U7jU/TsSLFjb-5DI/AAAAAAAABME/fLbPd1Aurtw/s72-c/thankfulness7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-5009941401063267846</id><published>2011-11-16T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T07:33:42.245-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Wore Wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 months old'/><title type='text'>I Love Baby Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MV5HhJigg90/TsGWEkzqX2I/AAAAAAAAA90/nD7YkiIhtkM/s1600/babylove1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MV5HhJigg90/TsGWEkzqX2I/AAAAAAAAA90/nD7YkiIhtkM/s320/babylove1.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MMU5ZCJ8ako/TsGWVnIS-KI/AAAAAAAAA-M/aNeK5wNmSSk/s1600/babylove3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MMU5ZCJ8ako/TsGWVnIS-KI/AAAAAAAAA-M/aNeK5wNmSSk/s400/babylove3.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tw0oP_Q5tug/TsGWcmVLqfI/AAAAAAAAA-U/rI-7vG_5ilI/s1600/babylove4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tw0oP_Q5tug/TsGWcmVLqfI/AAAAAAAAA-U/rI-7vG_5ilI/s400/babylove4.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xppUJxsQDP4/TsGWiyDwfcI/AAAAAAAAA-c/9FXoqKQlXiM/s1600/babylove5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xppUJxsQDP4/TsGWiyDwfcI/AAAAAAAAA-c/9FXoqKQlXiM/s400/babylove5.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EV4ghmE-308/TsGWo3CRDXI/AAAAAAAAA-k/QTP0odJQlC4/s1600/babylove6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EV4ghmE-308/TsGWo3CRDXI/AAAAAAAAA-k/QTP0odJQlC4/s400/babylove6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cardigan: Forever21. Dress: American Eagle. Leggings: Walmart. Boots: Kohls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love when he cuddles with me.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything better or that touches a mama's heart more than this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a _mce_href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/" href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" alt="pleated poppy" border="0" height="125" src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mommagoround.com/category/style/rmrs" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Momma Go Round" src="http://i947.photobucket.com/albums/ad320/yourmemoriescaptured/RealStyleButton1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-5009941401063267846?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5009941401063267846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-love-baby-love.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5009941401063267846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5009941401063267846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-love-baby-love.html' title='I Love Baby Love'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MV5HhJigg90/TsGWEkzqX2I/AAAAAAAAA90/nD7YkiIhtkM/s72-c/babylove1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-100366443169221468</id><published>2011-11-15T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T07:28:04.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let me just say, I have some awesome followers. I love the blog community and the support I have found in it. I love meeting new friends who come here and are encouraged, but you know what I love even more than that? The encouragement they &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;give &lt;/span&gt;me! Its so nice to be encouraged because I need it so often! My new friend, Digger over at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digdeeperdesign.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dig Deeper Design&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is one of those people who encourages me! She's so kind and one way she's encouraged me just today is by giving me a blog award! Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voh8cI-1F1c/TsKADyR83TI/AAAAAAAABDA/r_saKdOBAn0/s1600/fgsfgafrg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voh8cI-1F1c/TsKADyR83TI/AAAAAAAABDA/r_saKdOBAn0/s320/fgsfgafrg.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Liebster Blog award is given to up and coming bloggers who have less than 200 followers. Liebster is a German word for. "dear, sweet, kind, nice, good, beloved, lovely, kindly, pleasant, valued, cute, enduring, and welcome." See, that's so nice, so encouraging! Thanks again, friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To keep this award and love going I'm going to pass it onto five other bloggers who have less than 200 followers and have stood out to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The rules are:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Thank the person who gave it to you and link back to their blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Reveal your top picks and let them know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. Copy and paste the award in your blog post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. Have faith that your followers will spread the love too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are my top 5!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;Marybeth over at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://letitgrowthielke.blogspot.com/"&gt;Let it Grow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. Jamie over at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://easilyamusedmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Snow in December&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. Sarah over at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://racetowardsjoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Race Towards Joy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. Jenny over at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://chandelierjenny.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chandelier Jenny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of these ladies I've been following for a while and some for only a bit, but they've all touched my heart in someway! If you haven't checked them out, you really should! Maybe they will encourage you too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-100366443169221468?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/100366443169221468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-award.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/100366443169221468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/100366443169221468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-award.html' title='Blog award'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voh8cI-1F1c/TsKADyR83TI/AAAAAAAABDA/r_saKdOBAn0/s72-c/fgsfgafrg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4640936678181672630</id><published>2011-11-14T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T15:37:39.437-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband  prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='struggle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Where my hope comes from</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_psVGqMEpc/TsGhfPdM87I/AAAAAAAAA-4/ehxkZzURkG4/s1600/hopecomesfrom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="348" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_psVGqMEpc/TsGhfPdM87I/AAAAAAAAA-4/ehxkZzURkG4/s400/hopecomesfrom.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the verse I have to look at today because things are feeling hopeless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When my little boy is screaming... I feel no hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I look at our bills and the pile of debt we have...I feel no hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I get irritated and frustrated at our current living situation...I feel no hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When people are constantly telling me what to do and making me feel bad because I am not doing things their way, the way they consider right...I feel no hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, I'm stressed out, a bit depressed,&amp;nbsp;irritated, bitter, and a little angry too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But there is hope and I need to focus my attention on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WHERE &lt;/span&gt;that hope &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because sometimes hope isn't around me... I won't find it in my baby screams, money, a house, or people's opinions. Sometimes theres no hope in those things because how can those things give me hope when so often those things fail us?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My precious boy... I love him dearly. I love him more than words can ever explain, but he's probably always going to fuss or drive me a little&amp;nbsp;loopy&amp;nbsp;sometimes. At least for the next 17 years right? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It will seem like we never have enough money... I'm human and I'll admit right now that sometimes I really do want more of it even though it does nothing for me...not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A home? A space of my own? Yes, I want it, I dream of it right now, literally, but when we get there, will we dream of bigger and better? Because that's what we do as humans? We always want whats bigger and better?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And people telling me what to do and thinking wrongly of me? That's what people do...they judge, they always think their right. I won't find hope in people, not always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But where is there hope?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;IN&amp;nbsp;GOD &lt;/span&gt;there&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; IS HOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even though I'm struggling to believe this right now... even though I can't grasp it because I'm having a few horrible moments, I know its the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God is the only place where I will find hope because He is hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please God, let me rest in Your hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You offer us so much of it, but I'm struggling to find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Open my eyes to it Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Give me hope to get through this day because I need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4640936678181672630?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4640936678181672630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-my-hope-comes-from.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4640936678181672630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4640936678181672630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-my-hope-comes-from.html' title='Where my hope comes from'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_psVGqMEpc/TsGhfPdM87I/AAAAAAAAA-4/ehxkZzURkG4/s72-c/hopecomesfrom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1755585104937151193</id><published>2011-11-13T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T11:49:23.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><title type='text'>Worry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a worrier.&amp;nbsp;I know I shouldn't be, but I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've gotten better at not worrying as much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to worry so much and get so upset by things that I'd be sick to my stomach and I couldn't eat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was awful. It doesn't normally get that bad now, but I still worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately I've been worrying about what others think about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially when it comes to mothering.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worry that people are judging me as a mom... looking at me and thinking in their minds, "She doesn't know what she's doing, she's a bad mom."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm the type of mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whose kid has had sweets before he's one. He likes oreos, what can ya do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whose child doesn't have a normal sleeping pattern. Maybe thats my fault.. I don't know, but I've tried. He sleeps when he wants, when he's tired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who lets her kid play by himself a lot. I with play him, I do interact with him, but he likes to do things on his own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could go on and on, but you know what I feel like I'm doing in saying these things? I feel like I'm trying to defend myself as a mom and that isn't something I need to do. I don't need to apologize to anyone for how I parent or what I do and don't do as a mom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's well taken care of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I'm not the perfect mom. I will always need to work on things, but the fact that he's happy, taken care of, and loved...that's what matters most. What people think of me, doesn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any mama's have this worry? How do you deal with it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1755585104937151193?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1755585104937151193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/worry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1755585104937151193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1755585104937151193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/worry.html' title='Worry'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-3984347849991516789</id><published>2011-11-11T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T07:37:34.241-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 months old'/><title type='text'>I'm gonna miss this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfnGVNvnwoM/TrwjnaxBVBI/AAAAAAAAA9s/u3MmaG4YEJc/s1600/wantthisback.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfnGVNvnwoM/TrwjnaxBVBI/AAAAAAAAA9s/u3MmaG4YEJc/s400/wantthisback.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There's a country song called You're Gonna Miss This. It always gets to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its a song about how we want to grow up so fast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As teenagers we can't wait to move out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we get married we can't wait to have kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we have a small apartment, we want something bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We always want more then what we have, but the truth is... we will miss the things we had before, the simple things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This song gets to me as a mama. I look forward to things with Braden.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I look forward to him growing up and being there always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I know I'm going to miss things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favorite things is the mornings... when Braden wakes up and cries for me&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;he's hungry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love being sandwiched&amp;nbsp;in-between&amp;nbsp;my two boys in the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, getting up early isn't always easy, but I will miss it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will miss all of being together in the comfy bed, cuddling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will miss him letting me hold him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I get pregnant I will be so happy, but I know that I will miss just the three of us, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will miss him being little. I will miss him being my baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Theres so much I will miss, so I hold tight to it now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-3984347849991516789?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3984347849991516789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-gonna-miss-this.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3984347849991516789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3984347849991516789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-gonna-miss-this.html' title='I&apos;m gonna miss this'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfnGVNvnwoM/TrwjnaxBVBI/AAAAAAAAA9s/u3MmaG4YEJc/s72-c/wantthisback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7599052182724506052</id><published>2011-11-10T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T07:57:19.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration workshop'/><title type='text'>Dining Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its Thursday, which means time to link up with Gussy Sews for some inspiration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The prompt for today is dining rooms. We don't have our own dining room right now and won't for a while, but here are some ideas of what I'd like in a dining room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PdgMvne1l30/TrtRvh1uFXI/AAAAAAAAA88/9KG3LIjvIUE/s1600/diningroom1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PdgMvne1l30/TrtRvh1uFXI/AAAAAAAAA88/9KG3LIjvIUE/s320/diningroom1.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This I love as a whole. I especially love how theres comfy seating. I mean, a comfy seat would definitely make getting up early easier. I'd love to just sit there with my iced coffee and stare out those amazing windows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPKU3pc7Hj4/TrtRz7_DRpI/AAAAAAAAA9U/UTDTRoZaJNE/s1600/diningroom4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPKU3pc7Hj4/TrtRz7_DRpI/AAAAAAAAA9U/UTDTRoZaJNE/s320/diningroom4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this wall!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a great way to spice up a white wall!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'd choose different colors, but this is just so great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCjIPiBc4u4/TrtRv7mCbcI/AAAAAAAAA9E/CAC4DR8SCMk/s1600/diningroom2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCjIPiBc4u4/TrtRv7mCbcI/AAAAAAAAA9E/CAC4DR8SCMk/s1600/diningroom2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Loving the brightness here! Bright flowers are a center&amp;nbsp;piece&amp;nbsp;is just great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'd&amp;nbsp;prefer&amp;nbsp;flowers there everyday!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also like how the chairs are different!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JBMiKDn0fRE/TrtRzc4xXqI/AAAAAAAAA9M/89SVzE3I39k/s1600/diningroom3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JBMiKDn0fRE/TrtRzc4xXqI/AAAAAAAAA9M/89SVzE3I39k/s400/diningroom3.jpg" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure if I'd actually want them in my kitchen, but these chairs are so awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the different colors and how they bring fun into the dining room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGDDqubGmAY/TrtR0LkR-hI/AAAAAAAAA9c/IDXjXFqiJjY/s1600/diningroom5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGDDqubGmAY/TrtR0LkR-hI/AAAAAAAAA9c/IDXjXFqiJjY/s320/diningroom5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also like these stools. So cute with different fabric.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I do like how they are stools, but at the same time I like to lean back in my chair after I am full! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What would you want in your dining room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:: all pictures via pinterest::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gussysews.com/inspiration-workshop/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gussy Sews Inspiration Workshop!" border="0" height="125" src="http://www.gussysews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/IW_button1251.png" title="Gussy Sews" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7599052182724506052?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7599052182724506052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/dining-room.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7599052182724506052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7599052182724506052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/dining-room.html' title='Dining Room'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PdgMvne1l30/TrtRvh1uFXI/AAAAAAAAA88/9KG3LIjvIUE/s72-c/diningroom1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1042976211531871133</id><published>2011-11-09T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T07:12:15.171-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why I blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Wore Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Why I blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1b6p8rhr-8/TrqXuXeAbXI/AAAAAAAAA80/TerYfZaXgqk/s1600/whyIblog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1b6p8rhr-8/TrqXuXeAbXI/AAAAAAAAA80/TerYfZaXgqk/s400/whyIblog.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Stripped tee: Old Navy. Tank: My grandma's dresser (crazy, huh?). Shorts and necklace: Kohls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meaning to do a blog post about why I blog for a while now, so here we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love to write. I used to be able to spend hours filling journals. In college I filled about twelve and I also wrote for the newspaper during that time as well. I used to write poetry too, when I was a teenager. Writing has always been a way to get things out. I'm a big believer (for myself) that putting thoughts and feelings down on paper makes people feel better. Its my way of being creative and expressing myself.&amp;nbsp;I'm trying to be more vulnerable here, which is hard for me, but I think in the long run it will be a good thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I first started blogging to keep family and friends updated on life. I wanted them to get a glimpse of my married, mothering life and blogging made that possible. Its turned into more than that. Its a place for me to not only share things with others, but its a place for me to write memories, for myself. Pictures can say a lot, but words are important too. I want to be able to come back to this blog years down the road and be able to read and remember what I was going through and thinking during certain parts of my life. So, this blog, its about sharing, but its also about memories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also write, hoping that someplace, somewhere, someone can relate to my life. No, my life isn't this grand thing, but there are things in my life that are different from others. Maybe someone can relate to my struggles in motherhood, or how sometimes I feel like marriage is super hard, or my testimony. Maybe I can give someone hope. Maybe this is selfish, but I look for that hope too, in this blogging world. That's another reason I started blogging... to connect with other bloggers. Maybe I can relate to someone else. Maybe someone else can touch my heart. I know that I've already come across a ton of ladies in the blogging world who have really touched my heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I blog in hopes that I can encourage and be encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;I blog because I enjoy it. Because its fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you blog? I'd love for you to tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a _mce_href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/" href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" alt="pleated poppy" border="0" height="125" src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1042976211531871133?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1042976211531871133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-i-blog.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1042976211531871133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1042976211531871133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-i-blog.html' title='Why I blog'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1b6p8rhr-8/TrqXuXeAbXI/AAAAAAAAA80/TerYfZaXgqk/s72-c/whyIblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-6717571273328764720</id><published>2011-11-08T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T07:39:20.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictureless post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>A mama's fear (and a winner)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all have fears. I think a lot of those times those fears aren't something that would actually occur, but still they are there. I have a fear that is new to me since becoming a mother. I fear that somehow my son is going to get hurt. I know he will get hurt in life because thats what happens. I cannot (and should not) protect my son from every little thing. Getting hurt is how we learn sometimes. By hurt though, I mean, horribly. I actually have vivid images in my head of this happening. I've yet to determine if thats normal or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My biggest fear is that he's going to be taken. I think I fear this because I see it so often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right now, theres a baby girl my sons age missing in Kansas City. She's been missing for over a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cried in our bed over this. I cried saying, "I don't want anyone to take my baby!" I was so upset by this that my husband brought him into our bed for a while. Its a fear that I am sure would never happen, but it breaks my heart to think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also have other images in my head of him getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Right now we're living in a place where at the bottom of the stairs there is concrete.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I fear him falling down the stairs. I fear him not making it because of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The list goes on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tell you this for two reasons...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe another mama can relate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But mostly, I tell you this because of how I deal with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I TURN TO God with these images, with this worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because that is what I HAVE TO DO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I put them out of my head and out of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I GIVE THEM to God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I TRUST HIM with my son because after all, He is the one who is in complete control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has my son IN HIS HANDS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM AT PEACE when turning to Him with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giving these thoughts to Him means I am FREE from them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They don't have to stick around and haunt me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do not have to worry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear God, I know You are constantly watching over my son.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know You love him and protect him always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot thank You enough for this!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You for taking this worry from my hands and holding it in your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.racetowardsjoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1207.photobucket.com/albums/bb479/bloggysarah/piclessbuttonmain2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The winner of the Shabby Apple Giveaway is Linda Yan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I used the true random generator...I'd post it, if I knew how!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Congrats! I will email you soon!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-6717571273328764720?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6717571273328764720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/mamas-fear-and-winner.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6717571273328764720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6717571273328764720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/mamas-fear-and-winner.html' title='A mama&apos;s fear (and a winner)'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4651025242264753366</id><published>2011-11-07T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T12:32:34.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='by husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 months old'/><title type='text'>Husband + son = heart swell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ptt0Msx7Tho/TrdfR0bAIOI/AAAAAAAAA8s/2qSYLEqs1x4/s1600/swell1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ptt0Msx7Tho/TrdfR0bAIOI/AAAAAAAAA8s/2qSYLEqs1x4/s400/swell1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are my boys.&amp;nbsp;There are no two people whom I could possibly love more in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When they are together... my love grows to an extent that I didn't even know&amp;nbsp;existed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite thing in the world is hearing them be together. I love when my husband goes in his room at night...when our little one is supposed to be sleeping and I hear them talking to each other. Of course, the little one doesn't talk much yet, but I hear him jabbering. I hear dada and giggles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Moments like those make my heart sore. Moments like those fill my heart with a joy, I didn't know, it could ever feel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When my husband tells me that he taught Braden how to say bear, it makes my heart happy to know that he's willing to teach our little one and that Braden wants to learn from his dada. It makes me smile when he tells me that he asked Braden if that was his bear and he patted it, as to say, "yes, this is my bear." And when he holds the bear in front of him and says, "are you going to sleep with your bear?" he grabs it and hugs it. It makes me happy that they have their own way of talking and having fun with one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Theres no greater joy to me, really. It makes me so happy that I could cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because when I hear them talking... hear them playing...everything in my world seems so right and perfect. I couldn't ask for anything more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifemadelovely-blog.com/search/label/life%20made%20lovely%20mondays"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv65/hamiltonfive/lifemadelovelybutton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;P.S. Theres an amazing giveaway going on over&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mycakies.blogspot.com/2011/11/sponsor-welcome_05.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;featuring my new favorite etsy shop,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/poorpitifulpearl"&gt;Poor Pitiful Pearl&lt;/a&gt;. They have fabulous clothes that are refashioned. I am just dying over the clothes! So cute and&amp;nbsp;unique! Check it out, I promise you won't be disappointed!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4651025242264753366?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4651025242264753366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/husband-son-heart-swell.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4651025242264753366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4651025242264753366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/husband-son-heart-swell.html' title='Husband + son = heart swell'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ptt0Msx7Tho/TrdfR0bAIOI/AAAAAAAAA8s/2qSYLEqs1x4/s72-c/swell1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-6312262346492305657</id><published>2011-11-06T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T09:11:51.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 months old'/><title type='text'>A ride on the carousel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dC8NFJpefgM/Tra-2mznx3I/AAAAAAAAA7I/lUPvKUpd-BE/s1600/car2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dC8NFJpefgM/Tra-2mznx3I/AAAAAAAAA7I/lUPvKUpd-BE/s400/car2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xeuBblLJOps/Tra-xmkDIhI/AAAAAAAAA7A/FhOQh3FBql4/s1600/car1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xeuBblLJOps/Tra-xmkDIhI/AAAAAAAAA7A/FhOQh3FBql4/s400/car1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6CPHJUnQ0/Tra-7LgH0CI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/MqfMYWq4uHM/s1600/car3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6CPHJUnQ0/Tra-7LgH0CI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/MqfMYWq4uHM/s400/car3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His first time and even though the pictures may seem differently, I think he liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-6312262346492305657?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6312262346492305657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/ride-on-carousel.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6312262346492305657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6312262346492305657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/ride-on-carousel.html' title='A ride on the carousel'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dC8NFJpefgM/Tra-2mznx3I/AAAAAAAAA7I/lUPvKUpd-BE/s72-c/car2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-265065281718883916</id><published>2011-11-05T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T13:04:15.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 months old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><title type='text'>He's just so precious to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uAuzx22kCCM/TrWV_GkbkuI/AAAAAAAAA6w/DXFmEaOwRHY/s1600/weary1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uAuzx22kCCM/TrWV_GkbkuI/AAAAAAAAA6w/DXFmEaOwRHY/s400/weary1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I just want to eat him up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's going to be one soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Growing up so fast, too fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's so full of energy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You God for this boy, this precious boy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-265065281718883916?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/265065281718883916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/hes-just-so-precious-to-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/265065281718883916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/265065281718883916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/hes-just-so-precious-to-me.html' title='He&apos;s just so precious to me'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uAuzx22kCCM/TrWV_GkbkuI/AAAAAAAAA6w/DXFmEaOwRHY/s72-c/weary1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4017383205019611038</id><published>2011-11-04T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T14:10:47.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Broken, but thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9eIOW_ifWVI/TrRN6z2v1PI/AAAAAAAAA6o/--EYc-o6_j0/s1600/broken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9eIOW_ifWVI/TrRN6z2v1PI/AAAAAAAAA6o/--EYc-o6_j0/s400/broken.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the outside I may look well put together, but on the inside, not so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the inside I feel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Messy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a lot of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I struggle with a lot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not feeling good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not being content&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today I'm really aware of these struggles, today I am aware of how strongly I feel broken, hurt and messy because of these things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My past at times, can creep up out of nowhere and leave my whole body feeling depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;losing my child in some way or having him call someone else "mama".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyday there is something that tells me I am not good enough - it may be tv, music, the internet, or even words spoken to me or actions towards me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somedays clothes don't fit or feel right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of the time I want to be somewhere else... somewhere alone, for myself, just for a while...to sit, to breathe, to be. Or somewhere, where my husband can live his dream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been going over these things in my head. These things that leave me feeling horrible and I know that if I were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;THANKFUL&lt;/span&gt;, even if that didn't make things go away, I'd feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, today, I choose to be thankful for these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My past is not who I am, but brought me to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;where I am!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My child is in God's hands &lt;/span&gt;and he will call me "mama" when he's good and ready!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am good enough &lt;/span&gt;because God doesn't make anything that isn't good enough!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My clothes will fit one day, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;it takes time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am where I am for a reason! We are where we are for a reason!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks God for opening my eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for reminding me that things aren't so bad and that I should be thankful&amp;nbsp;regardless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1202.photobucket.com/albums/bb380/CaseyWiegand/buttons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1202.photobucket.com/albums/bb380/CaseyWiegand/buttons/1-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4017383205019611038?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4017383205019611038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/broken-but-thankful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4017383205019611038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4017383205019611038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/broken-but-thankful.html' title='Broken, but thankful'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9eIOW_ifWVI/TrRN6z2v1PI/AAAAAAAAA6o/--EYc-o6_j0/s72-c/broken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-5210770850685943385</id><published>2011-11-03T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T11:30:59.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration workshop'/><title type='text'>Floral Scarf Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its another Thursday, which means another day to link up with Gussy Sews for some inspiration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todays prompt is flowers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlZXo5ILRKM/TrLawt4OxZI/AAAAAAAAA6I/BHWPBmFviYo/s1600/flowers1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlZXo5ILRKM/TrLawt4OxZI/AAAAAAAAA6I/BHWPBmFviYo/s200/flowers1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE this outfit. It's probably one of my favorites that I've pinned!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love mixing stripes and floral together. I have the stripes, but now I need to scarf.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I thought I'd share some scarves that I like. A floral scarf is definitely on my to buy list, when I have money to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some scarves I like. I could post a ton more, but decided to stick with three!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rQa-8CJ9Sbo/TrLaxN9N9jI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0WWAqXti7Dc/s1600/flowers2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rQa-8CJ9Sbo/TrLaxN9N9jI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0WWAqXti7Dc/s320/flowers2.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the yellow in this. It just pops!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zlXKgj0O1ss/TrLaxnIsu6I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DAZ0wOkcdEI/s1600/flowers3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zlXKgj0O1ss/TrLaxnIsu6I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DAZ0wOkcdEI/s320/flowers3.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how this scarf is calm with the gray, but has great pops of color!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xq5DfezO2Jk/TrLax8cFdlI/AAAAAAAAA6g/8CnldFjhmsw/s1600/flowers4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xq5DfezO2Jk/TrLax8cFdlI/AAAAAAAAA6g/8CnldFjhmsw/s320/flowers4.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This scarf is so pretty and girly!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a scarf I could see myself wearing with the outfit above or even with a dress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;::all photos via pinterest::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gussysews.com/inspiration-workshop/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gussy Sews Inspiration Workshop!" border="0" height="125" src="http://www.gussysews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/IW_button1251.png" title="Gussy Sews" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want something to wear around your neck? Its not a scarf, but it is something fun!&lt;br /&gt;Go&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/shabby-apple-giveaway.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to check out my shabby apple giveaway!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-5210770850685943385?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5210770850685943385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/floral-scarf-love.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5210770850685943385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5210770850685943385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/floral-scarf-love.html' title='Floral Scarf Love'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlZXo5ILRKM/TrLawt4OxZI/AAAAAAAAA6I/BHWPBmFviYo/s72-c/flowers1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1088023019234821450</id><published>2011-11-02T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T05:38:01.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Wore Wednesday'/><title type='text'>What I Wore Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't done WIWW in a few weeks and not because I haven't gotten dressed everyday, because I have, but I just wasn't into my clothes, but I finally did it this week. Here are two outfits! Hope your Wednesday is a good one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cgIf8oIE1A8/TrClxJi7PBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/gsaziCZswDQ/s1600/wiww1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cgIf8oIE1A8/TrClxJi7PBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/gsaziCZswDQ/s320/wiww1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sweater: Alco. Dress: Target. Necklace: Charming Charlie. Jeggings: Express. Boots: Zappos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wore this on Sunday. It was the perfect day for layering!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found this picture on pinterest:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u9ppEPpniJU/TrClxg-jfYI/AAAAAAAAA54/Z3_rPiP1dAw/s1600/wiww2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u9ppEPpniJU/TrClxg-jfYI/AAAAAAAAA54/Z3_rPiP1dAw/s200/wiww2.jpg" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my version: sorry for the awkward pose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qD3V7HSjYk/TrCl4eTLwVI/AAAAAAAAA6A/boA6ddF6iQ4/s1600/wiww3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qD3V7HSjYk/TrCl4eTLwVI/AAAAAAAAA6A/boA6ddF6iQ4/s320/wiww3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;White tee: Target. Shirt:Forever21. Cardigan: Kohls. Jeggings: Express. Sandals: Charming Charlie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wore this on Halloween and while I like this outfit, I definitely like the pin better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a _mce_href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/" href="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" alt="pleated poppy" border="0" height="125" src="http://thepleatedpoppy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/wiww125.png" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. Like Shabby Apple? Enter my giveaway &lt;a href="http://here/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for &amp;nbsp;a great necklace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1088023019234821450?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1088023019234821450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-i-wore-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1088023019234821450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1088023019234821450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-i-wore-wednesday.html' title='What I Wore Wednesday'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cgIf8oIE1A8/TrClxJi7PBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/gsaziCZswDQ/s72-c/wiww1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-3486503026160966541</id><published>2011-11-01T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T09:12:42.681-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 months old'/><title type='text'>His costume: Killing me with cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took so many pictures yesterday, as I usually do and I couldn't decide which ones to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, there are a lot! My grandma picked up this costume at a thrift store and I do have to say (of course) that he is the cutest giraffe I have ever seen!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmXTURDOEX8/TrA3vVbU6LI/AAAAAAAAA4A/YflWL2zYOII/s1600/g1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmXTURDOEX8/TrA3vVbU6LI/AAAAAAAAA4A/YflWL2zYOII/s400/g1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bKy8XjYVyc/TrA33ST26fI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/VdviBlVMMC8/s1600/g3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bKy8XjYVyc/TrA33ST26fI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/VdviBlVMMC8/s400/g3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_i3Rt6BPfY/TrA4AiSJbbI/AAAAAAAAA4g/MccNhXvlWcQ/s1600/g7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_i3Rt6BPfY/TrA4AiSJbbI/AAAAAAAAA4g/MccNhXvlWcQ/s400/g7.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qLUJRbnYv5M/TrA4IYXQ8-I/AAAAAAAAA4w/ZOvpY_dxsA0/s1600/g10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qLUJRbnYv5M/TrA4IYXQ8-I/AAAAAAAAA4w/ZOvpY_dxsA0/s400/g10.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xB7v1UAbvF0/TrA4LXCAlcI/AAAAAAAAA44/PIfzf96T93M/s1600/g11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="357" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xB7v1UAbvF0/TrA4LXCAlcI/AAAAAAAAA44/PIfzf96T93M/s400/g11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWXFnyvKSa0/TrA4N6Q8udI/AAAAAAAAA5A/V-e6-KFQkoc/s1600/g12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWXFnyvKSa0/TrA4N6Q8udI/AAAAAAAAA5A/V-e6-KFQkoc/s320/g12.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X01NuQefXEg/TrA4UN5kmlI/AAAAAAAAA5I/GhtxQwF2arI/s1600/g14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X01NuQefXEg/TrA4UN5kmlI/AAAAAAAAA5I/GhtxQwF2arI/s400/g14.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPrVWB5JWOQ/TrA4dEHeRUI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/7QVRAzRja4E/s1600/g16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPrVWB5JWOQ/TrA4dEHeRUI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/7QVRAzRja4E/s400/g16.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His first Halloween, so I painted a 1 (got this idea on pinterest)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0V-lIXSapaI/TrA4g3fKauI/AAAAAAAAA5g/EUmZIpcQ6PE/s1600/g17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="356" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0V-lIXSapaI/TrA4g3fKauI/AAAAAAAAA5g/EUmZIpcQ6PE/s400/g17.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-OIFmqHnb0/TrA4izKDxxI/AAAAAAAAA5o/x05gQV_QTu0/s1600/g18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-OIFmqHnb0/TrA4izKDxxI/AAAAAAAAA5o/x05gQV_QTu0/s400/g18.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was surprised that he actually didn't mind wearing this! Even the hood!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next year I look forward to actually taking him (And maybe a sibling?!?! No, I'm not pregnant, but I want to be) trick or treating!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-3486503026160966541?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3486503026160966541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/his-costume-killing-me-with-cuteness.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3486503026160966541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3486503026160966541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/11/his-costume-killing-me-with-cuteness.html' title='His costume: Killing me with cuteness'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmXTURDOEX8/TrA3vVbU6LI/AAAAAAAAA4A/YflWL2zYOII/s72-c/g1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4263872116922545837</id><published>2011-10-31T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T15:33:02.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 months old'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NgOBA2nU8M/Tq8hwLYGP7I/AAAAAAAAA34/ksYVVJ9aff0/s1600/happyh1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NgOBA2nU8M/Tq8hwLYGP7I/AAAAAAAAA34/ksYVVJ9aff0/s400/happyh1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, we're really excited about it over here!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costume pictures tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;And check out the giveaway in the post before this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4263872116922545837?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4263872116922545837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4263872116922545837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4263872116922545837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NgOBA2nU8M/Tq8hwLYGP7I/AAAAAAAAA34/ksYVVJ9aff0/s72-c/happyh1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-5380660104035350538</id><published>2011-10-31T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:08:13.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A shabby apple giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIVEAWAY CLOSED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to announce my first giveaway featuring Shabby apple!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure a lot of you know about them, but if not please hop on over to the site and check them out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am drooling over their dresses right now. You will too, if you go check them out. You can do so, by clicking on their button to the left!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shabby Apple is giving you a chance to win The White Rabbits Time Keeper necklace:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLuP-R1csZU/Tq2o8WamVMI/AAAAAAAAA3w/fWIC9EW4k_M/s1600/necklace.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLuP-R1csZU/Tq2o8WamVMI/AAAAAAAAA3w/fWIC9EW4k_M/s1600/necklace.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This necklace is made of etched&amp;nbsp;antique&amp;nbsp;brass medal and the glass front opens up to reveal a clock.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It would be a great touch to any outfit!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Want to win?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There's a few ways you may enter, but you must be a follower of my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Other ways to enter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like Shabby Apple on facebook&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Shabby-Apple/56291792791?v=info"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(mandatory)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Follow them on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#%21/shabbyapple"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Subscribe to their&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://blog.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tweet about this giveaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's 4 chances to win! Just leave a comment for everything you do. The winner will be announced next Monday. Good luck!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;::Open to U.S. residents only!::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-5380660104035350538?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5380660104035350538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/shabby-apple-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5380660104035350538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5380660104035350538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/shabby-apple-giveaway.html' title='A shabby apple giveaway!'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLuP-R1csZU/Tq2o8WamVMI/AAAAAAAAA3w/fWIC9EW4k_M/s72-c/necklace.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-6477219824825950899</id><published>2011-10-27T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:04:13.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration workshop'/><title type='text'>My version of an iced mocha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBX0oDntt2E/Tql-5KpKrgI/AAAAAAAAA3g/QHKpxhkh1aA/s1600/coffee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBX0oDntt2E/Tql-5KpKrgI/AAAAAAAAA3g/QHKpxhkh1aA/s400/coffee.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love coffee. I didn't used to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I actually used to think it was the most&amp;nbsp;disgusting&amp;nbsp;thing ever, but then I had a baby... =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My husband and I used to go to&amp;nbsp;Starbucks&amp;nbsp;everyday and well, you know that can kind of &lt;strike&gt;hurt&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;kill a persons budget, so we decided we needed to make a better choice. We invested in a expresso machine, which has been an absolute money saver! So, today, I'm linking up with Gussy sews and sharing my favorite recipe with you. I have many, but considering I haven't made anything lately, this is what you get!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What you will need: Expresso coffee. Ice. Milk. Chocolate syrup.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Directions:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm assuming that if you have an expresso machine, you know how to use it, so express the coffee ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, pour the expresso over the ice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Add some milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Add some syrup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stir and enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Easy huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If your like me, you drink it down and do it all over again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gussysews.com/inspiration-workshop/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gussy Sews Inspiration Workshop!" border="0" height="125" src="http://www.gussysews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/IW_button1251.png" title="Gussy Sews" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-6477219824825950899?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6477219824825950899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-version-of-iced-mocha.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6477219824825950899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6477219824825950899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-version-of-iced-mocha.html' title='My version of an iced mocha'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBX0oDntt2E/Tql-5KpKrgI/AAAAAAAAA3g/QHKpxhkh1aA/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7648776501557069833</id><published>2011-10-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T07:39:19.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog outside the box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Lessons on anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weeks prompt for blogging outside the box is to write about something you know, to teach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was something rather difficult for me because sometimes I feel like I don't know a thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, thats not the truth, but the truth is that writing about something I know, something I've learned is hard because it means I have to put myself out there and I haven't&amp;nbsp;completely&amp;nbsp;done that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I want to be more like that. I want to be more honest and open here. I admire bloggers who do that because I think, honesty, is what teaches. Bear with me, as I try to write honestly here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over the past few years, I'd say since the beginning of college, I've learned a thing or two about anger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents always told me I had an anger problem, which I never really believed until years later, but the anger I felt during college and even after, was a bit strong. I'd never felt an anger so strong.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean angry for a second, a day, or even a week. I mean angry for months, angry for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qjqEKj-LN8/TqgbU71VPEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/bLFjZQwa7no/s1600/anger1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qjqEKj-LN8/TqgbU71VPEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/bLFjZQwa7no/s320/anger1.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been there.&lt;br /&gt;I've been so angry towards people because I felt wronged by them, hurt by them, betrayed by them.&lt;br /&gt;I've been so angry that my thoughts towards people have been horrid. I won't put them into words because they are that bad, but I know that I'm more than likely not the only one who has had such bad thoughts towards others.&lt;br /&gt;I've been so angry that I've cried... and not little tears, but laid in bed and sobbed because I was so angry and unsure of what to do with that anger.&lt;br /&gt;I've been so angry that I've felt as if the anger was going to tear through my heart and out of my body.&lt;br /&gt;I've been so angry that I've punched and hit things as hard as I possibly could.&lt;br /&gt;I've been so angry that I've felt completely consumed by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found myself in that place a few times. But God has been good to me and has made it so I haven't felt that type of many anger many times in my life. I am so thankful for that because being that angry and having to live that way would be so awful. Feeling such anger, which for a long time led to hatred is one of the worst feelings I've ever felt, but through it, I learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that if you let it, it can destroy you. It can eat you from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that you cannot control others and what they do, but you can control you.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that anger is not from God. Seems like a silly thing to have to learn, but if you've ever been that angry, you have to talk truth to yourself... you have to convince yourself that those feelings aren't from God, but from satan.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that anger and hatred do no good for anyone. Being the one who is angry, you may feel powerful with that anger, but really, its hurting you more than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that letting go of the anger sets you free.&lt;br /&gt;But you know the biggest thing I learned?&lt;br /&gt;I learned to cry out to God. I learned to pray. I learned to draw closer to Him.&lt;br /&gt;And that was the best lesson... and if I had to be that angry to learn how to do those things, then there was good from it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzSyL49gfNY/TqgbVUuHLCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/wghInd4mQC8/s1600/anger2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzSyL49gfNY/TqgbVUuHLCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/wghInd4mQC8/s320/anger2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;::photos via pinterest::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrstnaturally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/mrstnaturally/BOSTB-1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7648776501557069833?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7648776501557069833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/lessons-on-anger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7648776501557069833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7648776501557069833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/lessons-on-anger.html' title='Lessons on anger'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qjqEKj-LN8/TqgbU71VPEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/bLFjZQwa7no/s72-c/anger1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4824897307374117829</id><published>2011-10-25T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T07:47:35.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 months old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Girlfriends weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cgk2mw3a-fs/TqW-I_1F30I/AAAAAAAAA3I/g9bNJ57ZJIA/s1600/girlsweekend4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cgk2mw3a-fs/TqW-I_1F30I/AAAAAAAAA3I/g9bNJ57ZJIA/s400/girlsweekend4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend some of us girls from college got together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its the first time some of us have all been together since I got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so fun to see all of them and catch up on life because its changed so much!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a full weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We ate a ton of food,went to a pumpkin patch,talked a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and just hung out! It was great!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and of course Braden got a lot of loving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R_Ag_cDmSac/TqW95dSJULI/AAAAAAAAA24/1igoH7o4W7A/s1600/girlsweekend1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R_Ag_cDmSac/TqW95dSJULI/AAAAAAAAA24/1igoH7o4W7A/s320/girlsweekend1.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was his first time on a hayride. He couldn't take his eyes away from the big wheels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hienmshX_Bw/TqW-C6eIo4I/AAAAAAAAA3A/jmWXiPj7UFw/s1600/girlsweekend3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hienmshX_Bw/TqW-C6eIo4I/AAAAAAAAA3A/jmWXiPj7UFw/s400/girlsweekend3.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There were a few farm animals. The pig got lose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GnZxeFZI8c/TqW9sJIm0UI/AAAAAAAAA2o/dnRY1-FwgCw/s1600/girlfriendsweekend13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="129" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GnZxeFZI8c/TqW9sJIm0UI/AAAAAAAAA2o/dnRY1-FwgCw/s640/girlfriendsweekend13.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had this slide at the pumpkin patch which was so fun to go down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was a bit nervous about going down it with Braden, but decided to try it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was safe and fun. We laughed a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pOhGq6XHqk/TqW9gsPY_oI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/w3cCu6QRzCk/s1600/girlfriendsweekend9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pOhGq6XHqk/TqW9gsPY_oI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/w3cCu6QRzCk/s320/girlfriendsweekend9.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We took a trip to the cider mill. So many apples!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UkkJoM0byzY/TqW9alNAg6I/AAAAAAAAA2I/Amm7A4hYMB8/s1600/girlfriendsweekend7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UkkJoM0byzY/TqW9alNAg6I/AAAAAAAAA2I/Amm7A4hYMB8/s400/girlfriendsweekend7.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden of course had to check out the pumpkins! I think he&amp;nbsp;recognized&amp;nbsp;them from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/bradens-first-pumpkin-patch.html"&gt;his first time&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;at the pumpkin patch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RnMPgDk0W2k/TqW9kI-CGhI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/a7EMCCdeIC0/s1600/girlfriendsweekend10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RnMPgDk0W2k/TqW9kI-CGhI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/a7EMCCdeIC0/s400/girlfriendsweekend10.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course I had to try some cider. This was apple-raspberry cider. Very yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m2pd-W_uHjY/TqW9qHwRG8I/AAAAAAAAA2g/IYGvZArXqVM/s1600/girlfriendsweekend12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m2pd-W_uHjY/TqW9qHwRG8I/AAAAAAAAA2g/IYGvZArXqVM/s400/girlfriendsweekend12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And heres a picture of us that evening watching some fire on the water thing (I'd explain it, but its boring lol).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am so thankful for these women.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They've been there for me through a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I look forward to the many more times that we get to be together in this life!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4824897307374117829?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4824897307374117829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/girlfriends-weekend.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4824897307374117829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4824897307374117829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/girlfriends-weekend.html' title='Girlfriends weekend'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cgk2mw3a-fs/TqW-I_1F30I/AAAAAAAAA3I/g9bNJ57ZJIA/s72-c/girlsweekend4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-3913366779338837444</id><published>2011-10-24T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:47:35.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 months old'/><title type='text'>11 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRip09eGP4Q/TqWxfRd7SxI/AAAAAAAAA14/c3_GJDJM6IE/s1600/11months2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRip09eGP4Q/TqWxfRd7SxI/AAAAAAAAA14/c3_GJDJM6IE/s400/11months2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1hcIhEqgjEM/TqWxauzHFgI/AAAAAAAAA1w/iR5Y-TnB4gQ/s1600/11months1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1hcIhEqgjEM/TqWxauzHFgI/AAAAAAAAA1w/iR5Y-TnB4gQ/s400/11months1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today my baby is 11 months old. He's growing so fast. Too fast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The last couple days he's just seemed so big, so grown up! I do enjoy it, but its breaking my heart (I think I say this every month...)!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's learning so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He stands up by himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's drinking out of a cup better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's talking up a storm. Did I mention he says Kitty? Not mama yet, but Kitty. Says it all the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He likes to pull drawers open and bang on things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to laugh - does a fake laugh all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Is so happy. Just so happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Climbs up stairs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The list goes on and on and everyday my love for him grows!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 11 months baby! Can you stop growing now and just stay my baby forever?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pleaseeeeee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-3913366779338837444?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3913366779338837444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/11-months.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3913366779338837444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/3913366779338837444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/11-months.html' title='11 months!'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRip09eGP4Q/TqWxfRd7SxI/AAAAAAAAA14/c3_GJDJM6IE/s72-c/11months2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-6573652051088490819</id><published>2011-10-20T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T12:50:10.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration workshop'/><title type='text'>I {heart} organizing my accessories!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Time to link up with Gussy Sews for some inspiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weeks prompt is accessories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a bit&amp;nbsp;obsessed&amp;nbsp;with finding ways to organize them. I have found so many funs way to do so, but here are a few!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wfgYD03V8jU/Tp3adfebm0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/TuynS4JErkQ/s1600/as1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wfgYD03V8jU/Tp3adfebm0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/TuynS4JErkQ/s200/as1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love scarfs. I have at least 20. Right now I have them on a hanger, but they are all bunched together, so the hanger with the holes would be perfect. I also like the crotched hanging basket. Its just cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IPr6YlhHU_k/Tp3aeuVWptI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/X6SG_jCfvQE/s1600/as3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IPr6YlhHU_k/Tp3aeuVWptI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/X6SG_jCfvQE/s200/as3.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love, love, love this idea for holding bracelets. So clever!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-pLZqAevPY/Tp3aeDsJlJI/AAAAAAAAA1I/fsjjSZWtA4o/s1600/as2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-pLZqAevPY/Tp3aeDsJlJI/AAAAAAAAA1I/fsjjSZWtA4o/s200/as2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Who knew you could use a cheese shredder to hold earrings? I'd paint it red or maybe even modge podge it! I also love the different small bowls to organize earrings...maybe in the top drawer of my dresser. I bet I could find them at a thrift store!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O6xnd3yrKAY/Tp3ae0bAn7I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/6UKR9CmjFu0/s1600/as4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O6xnd3yrKAY/Tp3ae0bAn7I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/6UKR9CmjFu0/s200/as4.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This old window would be perfect to organize it all. So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Sorry its blurry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IWRxUPwFEK8/Tp3cRi1Is7I/AAAAAAAAA1g/kozS2dTZhnI/s1600/as6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IWRxUPwFEK8/Tp3cRi1Is7I/AAAAAAAAA1g/kozS2dTZhnI/s200/as6.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But this... oh, I've been wanting it for years!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can put it on a wall or like it is here, on the back of the door. It can hold so much!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How do you organize your accessories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::all photos via pinterest::&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gussysews.com/inspiration-workshop/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gussy Sews Inspiration Workshop!" border="0" height="125" src="http://www.gussysews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/IW_button1251.png" title="Gussy Sews" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-6573652051088490819?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6573652051088490819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-heart-organizing-my-accessories.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6573652051088490819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6573652051088490819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-heart-organizing-my-accessories.html' title='I {heart} organizing my accessories!'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wfgYD03V8jU/Tp3adfebm0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/TuynS4JErkQ/s72-c/as1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-158998019885810396</id><published>2011-10-19T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T19:47:55.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the story of us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>My side of the story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few weeks ago my husband wrote&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/written-by-husband.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;post about the first night we'd met.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to write about the night from my view point. I wrote about it a bit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/p/story-of-us.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but&amp;nbsp;vaguely, so here I go into it a more deeply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was sitting outside AMC theater waiting for James, this guy I'd never met. I remember thinking how strange it was that I wasn't super nervous. I didn't quite understand because these things (as in meeting people I've never met before - especially a guy) normally made me nervous, so nervous that I usually refused. But with James, I didn't get that feeling. I sat there, just patiently waiting and then I saw him and he saw me. I got up to walk towards him and even before I got super close I remember thinking to myself, this guy is really good looking. I don't know why this took me by surprise - I mean, I'd seen his facebook (ha ha), but it didn't do him justice. We introduced ourselves and went to get our tickets. This was a bit awkward for me because before getting together we'd established that we were just hanging out as friends, so I was like is the guy going to pay and if so is this a date (this goes through every girl's head right...I'm not strange right)? He paid and we went to find our seats to view the movie Surrogates. We talked and talked. We talked about our families (how I had one sister and he had 9 other siblings), how we went to the same junior high and both grew up Catholic, and things we liked to do (for instance, he loves to fly). The movie started and it was awful. I'm pretty sure it was the first movie I've ever walked out of. After the movie we went to Old Chicago where we ordered a pizza and talked more about our lives. At one point he said, "you know this isn't a date right?" It was SO awkward. I, of course, said that I knew because well, any other thing would have just made it more awkward. He asked me, after dinner, if I'd like to go flying with him. I said I would and as we drove we talked more about this not being a date. I remember James saying something about how this may not be a date, but whenever guys and girls hang out it always seems like a date. Part of me laughed inside because I knew that this conversation was more then conversation or he wouldn't &amp;nbsp;be saying such things. When we got ready to fly James had to put fuel in the plane and he stepped up onto the side of the plan by my window. In that moment I knew I was in trouble. In that moment I knew I could fall for this guy and I could fall hard. It scared me. Its all I could think about while up in the air looking at the night down around us. Its all I could think about as he drove me back to my car. Its all I could think about as I quickly got out of his car and into mine to drive away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought about this night for a long time. I still do sometimes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole time we were going on "non-dates" I kept on thinking about this night and the moment I knew I could fall hard. I tried to fight it, I really did, but you can't fight what God has for you, you can't fight love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-go9n5zCyTf8/Tp-Lbg6NnnI/AAAAAAAAA1o/-lwiZgypzCI/s1600/myside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-go9n5zCyTf8/Tp-Lbg6NnnI/AAAAAAAAA1o/-lwiZgypzCI/s400/myside.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(A picture from a recent date night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you James Matthew Rew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-158998019885810396?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/158998019885810396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-side-of-story.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/158998019885810396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/158998019885810396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-side-of-story.html' title='My side of the story'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-go9n5zCyTf8/Tp-Lbg6NnnI/AAAAAAAAA1o/-lwiZgypzCI/s72-c/myside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7956230751152522500</id><published>2011-10-18T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T07:08:00.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 months old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Nothing will stop him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was in the 50 yesterday , which is crazy (I know, I know not freezing, but still colder than its been). I thought that meant a day inside, but do you think the weather would stop this kid? I did. Clearly, mama was wrong. Outside he wanted to go. So we bundled up and went!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1UROSRsvro/TpyjF0CMvHI/AAAAAAAAA0o/7aSmIi9snbw/s1600/cold2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1UROSRsvro/TpyjF0CMvHI/AAAAAAAAA0o/7aSmIi9snbw/s320/cold2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy as can be because he's outside... the place he loves the most!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder what this means for winter... even when there is snow on the ground, even when its super cold...he's going to want to go out. "Sure, kid, go, but mama's gonna stay where its nice and warm because I hate the cold!" I can just see it. But of course, I'll go with him because it will make him happy and well, its safer that way!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--bbDQDu4YrQ/TpyjCg0gq6I/AAAAAAAAA0g/DgjypGCDBLQ/s1600/cold1.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--bbDQDu4YrQ/TpyjCg0gq6I/AAAAAAAAA0g/DgjypGCDBLQ/s1600/cold1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have no idea what he is looking at but clearly he is shocked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xbAa9PFKTEc/TpyjJz2peCI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Z6P_LDgJ0rk/s1600/cold3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xbAa9PFKTEc/TpyjJz2peCI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Z6P_LDgJ0rk/s320/cold3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever he makes this face it just looks like he's disgusted (to me anyway), but he's not. He's just so excited he cannot contain himself. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbnOOh5rc8M/TpyjMgVTymI/AAAAAAAAA04/PzeCHue5NXk/s1600/cold4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbnOOh5rc8M/TpyjMgVTymI/AAAAAAAAA04/PzeCHue5NXk/s320/cold4.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watching a car drive by while playing with leaves, of course.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, the cold is worth it. It always will be because it makes him so happy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7956230751152522500?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7956230751152522500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/nothing-will-stop-him.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7956230751152522500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7956230751152522500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/nothing-will-stop-him.html' title='Nothing will stop him!'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1UROSRsvro/TpyjF0CMvHI/AAAAAAAAA0o/7aSmIi9snbw/s72-c/cold2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-8881653679087237210</id><published>2011-10-17T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T08:35:57.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>An untold story: my tattoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zEuTexYLHW8/Tpt7ouwoq2I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/xmPYQplc2rg/s1600/tattoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zEuTexYLHW8/Tpt7ouwoq2I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/xmPYQplc2rg/s400/tattoo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if you've noticed the cross tattooed on my wrist, but I want to share the story behind it because it has meaning... deep, personal meaning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got this tattoo the summer before my junior year of college. I had always wanted a tattoo, but wanted something that had meaning. Why the cross? Why my wrist? Well, I must go back a bit in my life to tell you. I had struggled with depression for a long time. It started in 6th grade for many reasons. I struggled with my feelings towards my dad because of my parents divorce and because he wasn't a huge part of my life. I had lost a friend years before and my best friend had just moved that summer. I also had my first heartbreak...whatever that may look like for a little girl. All these things were really hard for me to deal with at such a young age. I often found myself lying in the bottom of the bunk bed my sister and I shared... just crying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My depression only got worse as I got older. &amp;nbsp;I got into relationships I shouldn't have, that caused great harm. I struggled with relationships in my family. I look back on it now and there are times that I wonder what was really wrong with me. I didn't understand my depression - why was I so depressed? It was really awful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I started cutting myself in 6th grade and it only got worse as I got older. I didn't know how to deal with my emotions, so I did the only thing I felt I could do and that was take a razor blade to my wrist. This caused a lot of pain to a lot of people. I continued to do this to myself in college... even though I had people to talk to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One day I just woke up and was sick of it all. I didn't want to cut myself anymore. It was getting me nowhere. I had to make the choice to stop. Was it easy? No, because sometimes I really wanted to do it, sometimes I would go into the bathroom and hold it to my wrist and sometimes I'd fail. But I decided I was done with it... that I was really going to beat this problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That is where this cross comes into play. I got it put on my left wrist because thats the one I cut. No, I don't have huge gashes or huge scars, which I am thankful for. I am thankful that I would only cut through the top layer...that I didn't go any deeper. I knew a cross was the right choice because whenever I felt the need to cut I could look at it and remember that I do have someone there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God is there. He always has been and always will be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He understood my depression and what caused it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He understood what I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He made me realize hurting myself wasn't the way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is the way though... the way to healing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful for that. I'm so thankful that God helped me through the hard times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God is so good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrstnaturally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/mrstnaturally/BOSTB-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-8881653679087237210?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8881653679087237210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/untold-story-my-tattoo.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8881653679087237210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/8881653679087237210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/untold-story-my-tattoo.html' title='An untold story: my tattoo'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zEuTexYLHW8/Tpt7ouwoq2I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/xmPYQplc2rg/s72-c/tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-2306273480498923412</id><published>2011-10-16T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T13:21:52.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 months old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Two of his favorite things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uprhrlMjZhQ/Tps8nPaDkvI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/LPLyTEf3M-w/s1600/kitty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uprhrlMjZhQ/Tps8nPaDkvI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/LPLyTEf3M-w/s400/kitty.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kitty&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;looking outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-2306273480498923412?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2306273480498923412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-of-his-favorite-things.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2306273480498923412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/2306273480498923412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-of-his-favorite-things.html' title='Two of his favorite things'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uprhrlMjZhQ/Tps8nPaDkvI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/LPLyTEf3M-w/s72-c/kitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-4002022157621466468</id><published>2011-10-14T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T18:30:38.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s the little things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 months old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>It's the little things: New things, wall art, visit from a friend, and ten thousand villages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weeks been a good one. Especially today =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_jNnvRZ5Qk/TpjEqoC5a8I/AAAAAAAAAzo/zTHhgh_teS4/s1600/thelittlethings1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_jNnvRZ5Qk/TpjEqoC5a8I/AAAAAAAAAzo/zTHhgh_teS4/s400/thelittlethings1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden decided he wanted to help grandma do laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love how curious he is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Started digging around in the dryer and shaking clothes just like grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OytB5KLyJ0s/TpjEuRmr5NI/AAAAAAAAAzw/dHrTTv41t3o/s1600/thelittlethings2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OytB5KLyJ0s/TpjEuRmr5NI/AAAAAAAAAzw/dHrTTv41t3o/s400/thelittlethings2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I saw something like this on pinterest and knew I wanted to do it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first thing I've actually done that I pinned. Yes, I am proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course the other one actually looks more heart shaped.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just love looking at this wall and seeing people I love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrlP8LBJxHw/TpjEx08bozI/AAAAAAAAAz4/-QUWltulLuk/s1600/thelittlethings4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrlP8LBJxHw/TpjEx08bozI/AAAAAAAAAz4/-QUWltulLuk/s400/thelittlethings4.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QvJinDgq7Wg/TpjE17iSXAI/AAAAAAAAA0A/2u3mye0KTKQ/s1600/thelittlethings6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QvJinDgq7Wg/TpjE17iSXAI/AAAAAAAAA0A/2u3mye0KTKQ/s400/thelittlethings6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my friend LynAnne. She has been in Cambodia for a whole year, so this was the first time she got to meet our little one. I was so happy! They seemed to like each other!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got to hang out all day. I picked her up from the bus stop, we went for coffee, to ten thousand villages, had lunch, went to the park, and just had a good time catching up on one another's lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely the best part of this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87umWVBYMlc/TpjE67YBeeI/AAAAAAAAA0I/V9K6Vt9b3lA/s1600/thelittlethings7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87umWVBYMlc/TpjE67YBeeI/AAAAAAAAA0I/V9K6Vt9b3lA/s400/thelittlethings7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I bought at ten thousand villages: &amp;nbsp;chocolate and flower pins for my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever been? If not, GO!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its all fair trade stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LynAnne knows a lot of people from Cambodia who actually made stuff in the store.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cool huh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cool to us anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday! What blessed your week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://aisletoaloha.blogspot.com/p/its-little-things.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Aisle to Aloha" src="http://i1187.photobucket.com/albums/z393/AisletoAloha/littlethingsbutton1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-4002022157621466468?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4002022157621466468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-little-things-new-things-wall-art.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4002022157621466468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/4002022157621466468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-little-things-new-things-wall-art.html' title='It&apos;s the little things: New things, wall art, visit from a friend, and ten thousand villages'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_jNnvRZ5Qk/TpjEqoC5a8I/AAAAAAAAAzo/zTHhgh_teS4/s72-c/thelittlethings1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-5627320120094959610</id><published>2011-10-13T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T11:21:39.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration workshop'/><title type='text'>I {heart} red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to link up with Gussy sews for more inspiration.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todays prompt is the color red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just so happens to be one of my favorite colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few things I wouldn't mind having in red:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hm4nWFi3AbM/TpcqlwvOwiI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Fr2Hhknw6as/s1600/red1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hm4nWFi3AbM/TpcqlwvOwiI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Fr2Hhknw6as/s320/red1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This necklace is just fabulous. I know its one I'd find myself wearing over and over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbhWb__42tU/TpcqmO8ZieI/AAAAAAAAAzI/byvhME_xyGo/s1600/red2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbhWb__42tU/TpcqmO8ZieI/AAAAAAAAAzI/byvhME_xyGo/s320/red2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love this wrap dress. You can never go wrong with black and red!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sPcChyvIfEg/Tpcqmr4t3NI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/z7AZ90LFgaM/s1600/red3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sPcChyvIfEg/Tpcqmr4t3NI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/z7AZ90LFgaM/s320/red3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure if I could pull these heels off, but aren't the bows so great?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZYFmfpPCCY/TpcqnefM4hI/AAAAAAAAAzY/9uJnGlCcPSM/s1600/red4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZYFmfpPCCY/TpcqnefM4hI/AAAAAAAAAzY/9uJnGlCcPSM/s320/red4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm obsessed with ways to organize my&amp;nbsp;jewelry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This red frame is perfect&amp;nbsp;and I could do this myself, so that is even better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--EwkaDZBj_M/Tpcqnvc1tHI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ObqboI5wJqk/s1600/red6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--EwkaDZBj_M/Tpcqnvc1tHI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ObqboI5wJqk/s320/red6.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These shoes are just precious. Cute with a skirt or pants.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The lace socks are cute too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;::all pics via pinterest::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gussysews.com/inspiration-workshop/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gussy Sews Inspiration Workshop!" border="0" height="125" src="http://www.gussysews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/IW_button1251.png" title="Gussy Sews" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-5627320120094959610?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5627320120094959610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-heart-red.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5627320120094959610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/5627320120094959610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-heart-red.html' title='I {heart} red'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hm4nWFi3AbM/TpcqlwvOwiI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Fr2Hhknw6as/s72-c/red1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7639825090400091659</id><published>2011-10-12T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:48:55.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 months old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>"I love leaves mama!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_SxRtF-WzQ/TpX68Fe7GmI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/4Jdc_89nc2U/s1600/leaves3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_SxRtF-WzQ/TpX68Fe7GmI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/4Jdc_89nc2U/s320/leaves3.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eil1jr6cAkE/TpX7ZvyVo2I/AAAAAAAAAyw/l8O1oZj1yXU/s1600/leaves7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eil1jr6cAkE/TpX7ZvyVo2I/AAAAAAAAAyw/l8O1oZj1yXU/s400/leaves7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqoL8Fyt1PY/TpX7ezwtFzI/AAAAAAAAAy4/DEhYzjP6Rd4/s1600/leaves9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqoL8Fyt1PY/TpX7ezwtFzI/AAAAAAAAAy4/DEhYzjP6Rd4/s400/leaves9.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9rzANsXRyQ/TpX62AUZfxI/AAAAAAAAAyI/z2YQ6Q0oqV0/s1600/leaves2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9rzANsXRyQ/TpX62AUZfxI/AAAAAAAAAyI/z2YQ6Q0oqV0/s400/leaves2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLH7tKqwoEE/TpX7LIknDdI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bg0gA_tpdjk/s1600/leaves5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLH7tKqwoEE/TpX7LIknDdI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bg0gA_tpdjk/s400/leaves5.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrGdYeFY9Mg/TpX7GOJB1kI/AAAAAAAAAyY/BsT3eHrzXik/s1600/leaves4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrGdYeFY9Mg/TpX7GOJB1kI/AAAAAAAAAyY/BsT3eHrzXik/s400/leaves4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6jTIj-XSTw/TpX7Qfe1WXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/eTcFFMPGKko/s1600/leaves6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6jTIj-XSTw/TpX7Qfe1WXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/eTcFFMPGKko/s320/leaves6.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I go a little picture crazy, but I figure this is my blog, so that's okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-7639825090400091659?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7639825090400091659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-leaves-mama.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7639825090400091659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/7639825090400091659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-leaves-mama.html' title='&quot;I love leaves mama!&quot;'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_SxRtF-WzQ/TpX68Fe7GmI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/4Jdc_89nc2U/s72-c/leaves3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1949933256904925426</id><published>2011-10-10T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:57:55.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm exhausted in every possible way I could possibly be.&lt;br /&gt;Physically. Mentally. Emotionally. Spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need...&lt;br /&gt;a vacation&lt;br /&gt;wide open spaces and fresh air&lt;br /&gt;a place to just sit and be&lt;br /&gt;release from all this stress&lt;br /&gt;just my husband, my baby, and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UWUC8ZQ8-4/TpNNsu64w-I/AAAAAAAAAx8/ipXQUcQfELo/s1600/cali.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UWUC8ZQ8-4/TpNNsu64w-I/AAAAAAAAAx8/ipXQUcQfELo/s320/cali.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;:: via pinterest::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;California, you cannot come soon enough!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-1949933256904925426?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1949933256904925426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/longing-for.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1949933256904925426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/1949933256904925426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/longing-for.html' title='Longing for'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UWUC8ZQ8-4/TpNNsu64w-I/AAAAAAAAAx8/ipXQUcQfELo/s72-c/cali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-7701594943468321892</id><published>2011-10-09T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T17:50:43.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture overload at the arboretum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHZehwWOtHc/TpI-wiKZKnI/AAAAAAAAAxU/pc_agJ1SFMI/s1600/arb1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHZehwWOtHc/TpI-wiKZKnI/AAAAAAAAAxU/pc_agJ1SFMI/s400/arb1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgsFq-wx1Vs/TpI-yLMs-eI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XozIsMG_f9k/s1600/arb2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgsFq-wx1Vs/TpI-yLMs-eI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XozIsMG_f9k/s400/arb2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrNF01XvaC0/TpI-0XrpmXI/AAAAAAAAAxc/1LI286uhK8c/s1600/arb3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrNF01XvaC0/TpI-0XrpmXI/AAAAAAAAAxc/1LI286uhK8c/s400/arb3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I know I don't deserve the blessings that God sends my way, but I am so thankful for even the smallest of things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7RXdsizyzA/To8R1qyqpuI/AAAAAAAAAvw/nQt7R6FphJw/s1600/parktime1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7RXdsizyzA/To8R1qyqpuI/AAAAAAAAAvw/nQt7R6FphJw/s400/parktime1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEd81KUN07k/To8R6R7nm3I/AAAAAAAAAv0/4k3umYl0IYY/s1600/parktime2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEd81KUN07k/To8R6R7nm3I/AAAAAAAAAv0/4k3umYl0IYY/s400/parktime2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvfeQqE1N1o/To8R_9SpDOI/AAAAAAAAAv4/mlUiIaM-Ag8/s1600/parktime3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvfeQqE1N1o/To8R_9SpDOI/AAAAAAAAAv4/mlUiIaM-Ag8/s400/parktime3.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UVgkaPR4yHU/To8SCiwWCcI/AAAAAAAAAv8/lyNrDt_9Mtg/s1600/parktime4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UVgkaPR4yHU/To8SCiwWCcI/AAAAAAAAAv8/lyNrDt_9Mtg/s400/parktime4.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spend a lot of time at the park. Its one of my favorite places to go with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden just loves it. We pop him in his stroller and just go. He's so quiet because he's so captivated by it all. He kept on looking over at the swing, so we decided to give him some time in the swing. He loved it. Makes us happy too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-govYHIKp5Ds/To4lVz2rlMI/AAAAAAAAAvk/nZ9_Kmpyz1s/s1600/littlethings1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-govYHIKp5Ds/To4lVz2rlMI/AAAAAAAAAvk/nZ9_Kmpyz1s/s400/littlethings1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He looks so stinkin' cute in hats, but boy does he hate them! It lasted longer than I thought it would, but I knew it wouldn't stay on the whole time!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Other blessings:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My grandparents church had a garage sale&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I got a good amount of stuff, all of which my grandma paid for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My MIL had a garage sale and came home with a box of clothes for Braden!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so great considering he was pretty low on clothes he could wear now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Having dinner with a good friend from college and her husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Later on in the week getting to have a good texting convo with her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was probably the biggest blessing of all!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playdates. They leave me refreshed every time!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Walks. We've went on multiple this week because it has been so beautiful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love walks with my husband and son after he gets home from work&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and also walks with my friend Sarah a few mornings during the week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://aisletoaloha.blogspot.com/p/its-little-things.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Aisle to Aloha" src="http://i1187.photobucket.com/albums/z393/AisletoAloha/littlethingsbutton1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577327657226148818-6865008181347078408?l=kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6865008181347078408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-little-things-family-time-hats-and.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6865008181347078408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577327657226148818/posts/default/6865008181347078408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kplusjequalslove.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-little-things-family-time-hats-and.html' title='It&apos;s the little things: Family time, hats, and more!'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13060068463493621292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8V6ooYxf0/Tma9k6hPllI/AAAAAAAAAoc/c9fdiIm_Mpo/s220/flowerinmyhair.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7RXdsizyzA/To8R1qyqpuI/AAAAAAAAAvw/nQt7R6FphJw/s72-c/parktime1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577327657226148818.post-1395919907035303226</id><published>2011-10-06T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T08:40:28.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration workshop'/><title type='text'>Fall Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's Thursday, so of course I'm linking up with Gussy Sews for some inspiration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This weeks prompt is fall and let me tell you I am in love with fall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WfuRyvGv1U4/Toz-xT_7dQI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ngy1z_2pBE/s1600/falllove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WfuRyvGv1U4/Toz-xT_7dQI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1ngy1z_2pBE/s400/falllove.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iTByjgeVSGg/Toz-ya9qUZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/_hdPr4Vx2_Q/s1600/falllove2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iTByjgeVSGg/Toz-ya9qUZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/_hdPr4Vx2_Q/s400/falllove2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the trees. When I see all the colors my breath really is taken away by their beauty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weather is nice and cool. Perfect for a walk with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And other things I love about fall....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="t
