<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717358839999366945</id><updated>2011-07-28T14:38:51.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Cade</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08499053633795568626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMaBoehDjI/AAAAAAAAABY/60R29_MDjyg/S220/XOXO.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717358839999366945.post-6795682611983561894</id><published>2009-06-03T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:54:15.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cader-Tot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/Sjw_nEmYK2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/-BGPfI4YsEw/s1600-h/Sun+On+My+Face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349220397891464034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/Sjw_nEmYK2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/-BGPfI4YsEw/s320/Sun+On+My+Face.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Heavens to Betsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, so much has happened since the last time I blogged! Cade, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;9 mon.&lt;/span&gt; now, is growing like a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WEED&lt;/span&gt; and accomplishing milestones as if he were in a marathon! He almost has &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;4 teeth&lt;/span&gt;, but the top 2 aren't quite down yet. He's beginning to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;pull up&lt;/span&gt; on almost everything. He recently learned to wave "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hi&lt;/span&gt;"...it was so sweet... we were practicing in the mirror at each other, and when I sat him down on the floor, one of our cats walked by and he &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WAVED&lt;/span&gt; at her! I got &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;soO0Oo&lt;/span&gt; tickled when I saw it, as I'm sure you can only imagine! Oh! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;, he is about to say his &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1st word&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;! I'm pretty darn sure it's going to be &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt; And, to tell you the truth, I called that one when he was like 3 months old... Oh, I know, I am just too &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SMART&lt;/span&gt;. Let's see, what else?... His &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;1st Birthday&lt;/span&gt; is right around the corner in September, and I've already found the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;CUTEST &lt;/span&gt;little theme ever. It's got little &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;firetrucks&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt;'s on it (the firetrucks are an ode to my brother, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lucas&lt;/span&gt;, who is training to be a firefighter). He can finally sit up on his own, now. And, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;NOT-SO-MUCH&lt;/span&gt; diggin' the whole &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;table food&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;transition... Mr. Man just does not like that texture! (The pic is from his day outside in the front yard... feeling the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SUN&lt;/span&gt; on his face--too funny!)&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/2717358839999366945-6795682611983561894?l=chelsea-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/6795682611983561894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/06/cader-tot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/6795682611983561894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/6795682611983561894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/06/cader-tot.html' title='Cader-Tot'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08499053633795568626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMaBoehDjI/AAAAAAAAABY/60R29_MDjyg/S220/XOXO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/Sjw_nEmYK2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/-BGPfI4YsEw/s72-c/Sun+On+My+Face.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717358839999366945.post-921433968796005975</id><published>2009-05-05T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:20:12.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Champ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SgsA8ugP23I/AAAAAAAAAEA/A-kppE4JbpY/s1600-h/Happy+Mother%27s+Day!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335359226825923442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SgsA8ugP23I/AAAAAAAAAEA/A-kppE4JbpY/s400/Happy+Mother%27s+Day!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So, two teeth later, not a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;FUSS&lt;/span&gt;! Cade has been such a little &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SWEETIE &lt;/span&gt;during this whole teething process, I am &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AMAZED&lt;/span&gt;! He's still just as happy as any baby could be. It's so funny, because now, he's starting to get the leg motions down to actually &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;CRAWL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;...he followed me into the kitchen the other day when I left him in the living room to make a bottle!&lt;/span&gt; My little man has also started mimicking sounds like "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt;" during dinner, and "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Aack!&lt;/span&gt;" when he gets excited (like when I play peek-a-boo from under his exersaucer). And now, the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;flip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... he starts to cry when you take something away from him... Oh, man, I am &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; digging that! He also gets mad when I pull him away from where he has worked &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; hard to get to...the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;shiny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;drawer&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;handles on the entertainment center. But he eventually gets the drawer open and I've &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GOT&lt;/span&gt; to move him. My &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;1st Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt; was absolutely &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;! We got a lot of family photos taken, BBQ'd and spent time with the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; family at my house. I still remember last year when I was pregnant and asked my mom why she didn't wish me "Happy Mother's Day"? Her response: "Because it doesn't count." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks, Mom.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(The pic is from Mother's Day, check out Cade's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st mohawk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/2717358839999366945-921433968796005975?l=chelsea-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/921433968796005975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-champ.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/921433968796005975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/921433968796005975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-champ.html' title='Little Champ'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08499053633795568626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMaBoehDjI/AAAAAAAAABY/60R29_MDjyg/S220/XOXO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SgsA8ugP23I/AAAAAAAAAEA/A-kppE4JbpY/s72-c/Happy+Mother%27s+Day!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717358839999366945.post-2726098201056364489</id><published>2009-04-24T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:06:48.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Pics EVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfHirNictsI/AAAAAAAAADY/bqVZVJJpBDQ/s1600-h/skeptic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328289066152408770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfHirNictsI/AAAAAAAAADY/bqVZVJJpBDQ/s200/skeptic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfHixSmAwgI/AAAAAAAAADg/HVpTcBVi-gA/s1600-h/so+sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328289170588746242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfHixSmAwgI/AAAAAAAAADg/HVpTcBVi-gA/s200/so+sweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfHi3gBIf3I/AAAAAAAAADo/17xNsJ826TM/s1600-h/cheeky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328289277271375730" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfHi3gBIf3I/AAAAAAAAADo/17xNsJ826TM/s200/cheeky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfHi811sqCI/AAAAAAAAADw/REaH2cwNzK8/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328289369028339746" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfHi811sqCI/AAAAAAAAADw/REaH2cwNzK8/s200/happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ok, so&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; OF COURSE&lt;/span&gt;, after updating this blog just yesterday, I took the cutest pictures &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; of Cade! They're perfect. And, I don't think I'm being &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;biased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at all! Just look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;OMG!&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/2717358839999366945-2726098201056364489?l=chelsea-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/2726098201056364489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-pics-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/2726098201056364489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/2726098201056364489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-pics-ever.html' title='Best Pics EVER!'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08499053633795568626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMaBoehDjI/AAAAAAAAABY/60R29_MDjyg/S220/XOXO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfHirNictsI/AAAAAAAAADY/bqVZVJJpBDQ/s72-c/skeptic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717358839999366945.post-8501482722782230051</id><published>2009-04-23T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:02:01.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfC64YzZymI/AAAAAAAAADI/O1DikUU1j5c/s1600-h/easter2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327963837072788066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfC64YzZymI/AAAAAAAAADI/O1DikUU1j5c/s200/easter2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfC7BP2vkhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0daUtFXUq9c/s1600-h/easter1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327963989289701906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfC7BP2vkhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0daUtFXUq9c/s200/easter1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holy &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;TOLEDO&lt;/span&gt;! Time sure does &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;fly&lt;/span&gt; by when your baby is growing up! And, a sweet guy I know just started getting his &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; little tooth on Tuesday! I was giving him some juice-or, at least attempting to-from a plastic breakfast cup, and as his little tongue was dipping in and out of the glass (like a puppy), I kept hearing this "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;tap, tap, tap&lt;/span&gt;." Wondering what in the world I was hearing, I put the cup down and felt around on his lower gums. Sure enough... I felt a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;TOOTH&lt;/span&gt;! I got so tickled and excited I started celebrating him and praising his milestone, all the while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;tearing&lt;/span&gt; right up! He thought I was pretty funny. And, on top of all that silliness, he almost started to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;CRAWL &lt;/span&gt;Tuesday night, too! How crazy is that?!? It's so funny to watch. He's got the whole push/pull thing down, so he can make it a few feet before he's worn himself &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;slick&lt;/span&gt;, but when he tries the actual leg movements, he just looks like he's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;swimming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the floor- so &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt;! The best part is... he only wants to get to the big doggie that he got from the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;EASTER BUNNY&lt;/span&gt;! I like to think I did good. The pics are from Easter morning, Cade all dressed up with his new doggie. By the way, it's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DOGGIE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and not &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;puppy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the simple fact that puppies are not that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;... and I'm trying to get a good start on as little confusion as possible.&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/2717358839999366945-8501482722782230051?l=chelsea-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/8501482722782230051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/04/milestones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/8501482722782230051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/8501482722782230051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/04/milestones.html' title='Milestones'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08499053633795568626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMaBoehDjI/AAAAAAAAABY/60R29_MDjyg/S220/XOXO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SfC64YzZymI/AAAAAAAAADI/O1DikUU1j5c/s72-c/easter2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717358839999366945.post-4621169972883516691</id><published>2009-04-02T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T07:54:59.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-Annual Cade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SdTQ7UFtQdI/AAAAAAAAACo/rn8v-EOL_Oc/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320106777254904274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SdTQ7UFtQdI/AAAAAAAAACo/rn8v-EOL_Oc/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ok, so it’s April 2, and Cade is now officially&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; 6 ½&lt;/span&gt; months old! Check out the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt; little pic I got of him yesterday, while he was playing in his crib.  Doesn't he look like he is going to be just plain &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AWNRY&lt;/span&gt;?!?  &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! He’s growing up so fast, I can’t even &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt; it. As silly as it may sound, I have already been pondering the thought of a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;1st &lt;/span&gt;Birthday Party… I mean, come on, it’s probably the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; one that I will ever get to pick out as far as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;THEME&lt;/span&gt; goes, and toys, and so on. Who knows, next year he could possible want something along the lines of Barney-&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;UGH&lt;/span&gt;…gag me! I hate that dinosaur, but &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; HE&lt;/span&gt; chooses, he &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WILL &lt;/span&gt;get! So, just another sacrificial part of motherhood along with my pre-baby body… Oh, I &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;MISS&lt;/span&gt; it! This &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;MAMA&lt;/span&gt; has already joined a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GYM&lt;/span&gt;… Now, if I could only find the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;TIME&lt;/span&gt; to go!&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/2717358839999366945-4621169972883516691?l=chelsea-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/4621169972883516691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/04/semi-annual-cade_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/4621169972883516691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/4621169972883516691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/04/semi-annual-cade_02.html' title='Semi-Annual Cade'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08499053633795568626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMaBoehDjI/AAAAAAAAABY/60R29_MDjyg/S220/XOXO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SdTQ7UFtQdI/AAAAAAAAACo/rn8v-EOL_Oc/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717358839999366945.post-3568190208857655520</id><published>2009-03-24T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:07:50.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biker Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316931832222813090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/ScmJVMKbi6I/AAAAAAAAACI/weKp9hnxCQ4/s320/011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ok, so is this not the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;CUTEST&lt;/span&gt; stinkin' picture you've &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; seen of a baby...or biker baby, rather?!?! Of course, this is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;EXACTLY&lt;/span&gt; what I had in mind, when I thought of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Valentine photo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; I printed the little "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;MOM&lt;/span&gt;" tattoo off the computer, and ironed it right on his plain white onesie. I absolutely &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HAD&lt;/span&gt; to add the red bandana to make this charming little fellow's ensemble complete. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I LOVE IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;...and it &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HAS&lt;/span&gt; to be the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; picture Cade has taken yet. So &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SWEET&lt;/span&gt;. Now, he's rolling around &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ALL OVER&lt;/span&gt; the place and beginning to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and "push-off" with his legs to reach for toys that he has unwillingly pushed aside. This little chunk will be &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WALKING&lt;/span&gt; before he ever learns to sit up on his own! He's constantly &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BABBLING&lt;/span&gt; away when he plays, when he wakes in the morning, during his dinner, and also on the car rides to and from the babysitter's house...&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt; is it that he is saying? I'm not always certain, but I do &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; to listen to his every word...after all, I'm sure it's something along the lines of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Mommy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717358839999366945-3568190208857655520?l=chelsea-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/3568190208857655520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/03/biker-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/3568190208857655520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/3568190208857655520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/03/biker-baby.html' title='Biker Baby'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08499053633795568626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMaBoehDjI/AAAAAAAAABY/60R29_MDjyg/S220/XOXO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/ScmJVMKbi6I/AAAAAAAAACI/weKp9hnxCQ4/s72-c/011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717358839999366945.post-8203258578780272119</id><published>2009-03-05T08:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:13:20.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SbAEMS3ZJjI/AAAAAAAAACA/98248RACqHA/s1600-h/Cat+in+the+Hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309748569938929202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SbAEMS3ZJjI/AAAAAAAAACA/98248RACqHA/s320/Cat+in+the+Hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#339999;"&gt;So, I was changing Cade last night, and everytime I do, I always think about checking out his &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt; little legs! But, this time, I was surprised to see that my little &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;CADER TOT&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;/em&gt; not-so-fat anymore... My little man is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;slimming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;down. I guess I didn't really think about the fact that at the Dr. appt. the other day compared to the one last month, he had grown a whole inch and a half... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; lost 3 oz. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WHOA!!!&lt;/span&gt; That puts him at 27" long and 19 lb. 10 oz. He has always been 50th %tile for length, and 95th %tile for weight and head circumfrance...and as of the other day, he is &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;75th %tile&lt;/span&gt; for length and head, and down to the 90th %tile for weight!... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I KNOW&lt;/span&gt;...he is still a little piece of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;chunkin pie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;I am so &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;EXCITED&lt;/span&gt; that he will be 6 months old on St. Patty's Day! One half of a year old (&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt;)....well, excited, yet somewhat &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, also. For the longest time, he has looked just like my younger brother, Lucas, all the while looking just like me back when I was a fat baby. And now, he is growing to look more and more like his &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;DADDY&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;, after 4 and 1/2 months, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SOMEBODY&lt;/span&gt; has decided that he likes his &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BINKY&lt;/span&gt; again!!! &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/2717358839999366945-8203258578780272119?l=chelsea-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/8203258578780272119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-i-was-changing-cade-last-night-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/8203258578780272119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/8203258578780272119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-i-was-changing-cade-last-night-and.html' title='My Little Big Boy'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08499053633795568626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMaBoehDjI/AAAAAAAAABY/60R29_MDjyg/S220/XOXO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SbAEMS3ZJjI/AAAAAAAAACA/98248RACqHA/s72-c/Cat+in+the+Hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717358839999366945.post-2678305912509268142</id><published>2009-02-11T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:53:09.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man in My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMavMYRJDI/AAAAAAAAABw/NfEjuw57l6c/s1600-h/Lovey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301610584424391730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMavMYRJDI/AAAAAAAAABw/NfEjuw57l6c/s320/Lovey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So, I know this boy... He's kind of amazing... and I'm his mommy. This whole being a new mom thing is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/span&gt;!! You never really know how great it is until you experience it yourself. Cade Evan was born on September 17, 2008 weighing in at a whopping 9 lb., 3 oz. He is absolutely &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;DARLING&lt;/span&gt;. He never cries, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; to eat, and has the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; big sister in the world. Kailyn couldn't be any sweeter... or cuter! I am so &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BLESSED&lt;/span&gt; to have my happy, healthy little man in my life. I truly am so lucky. He is almost five months old (&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt;), weighs around 18 1/2 lb. (another &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt;), and as exciting as it is to see him grow, it somehow makes me sad that it has to happen so fast. It makes my heart &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MELT&lt;/span&gt; when I go to his room in the morning (after 12 hours of sleep), and he is lifting his little head up looking around, and when he sees me, he smiles bashfully... how &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;SWEET&lt;/span&gt;! The same looks gets me when it's time to pick him up from the babysitter's and he looks up only to be surprised by his mommy standing there.&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/2717358839999366945-2678305912509268142?l=chelsea-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/2678305912509268142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/02/man-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/2678305912509268142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717358839999366945/posts/default/2678305912509268142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelsea-moore.blogspot.com/2009/02/man-in-my-life.html' title='The Man in My Life'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08499053633795568626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMaBoehDjI/AAAAAAAAABY/60R29_MDjyg/S220/XOXO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP3XvYl_5Jk/SZMavMYRJDI/AAAAAAAAABw/NfEjuw57l6c/s72-c/Lovey.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
