<?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-8941227147972619687</id><updated>2012-01-25T17:00:11.309-08:00</updated><category term='oc foodie fest'/><category term='jaundice'/><category term='ultrasound'/><category term='colic'/><category term='movies'/><category term='free'/><category term='spoiled'/><category term='bed rest'/><category term='bottle'/><category term='glee'/><category term='las vegas'/><category term='summer'/><category term='job'/><category term='glow'/><category term='remember me'/><category term='sleepovers'/><category term='maturnity tees'/><category term='knotts'/><category term='gas'/><category term='sea world'/><category 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attack'/><category term='eat'/><category term='laundry'/><category term='roach coach'/><category term='big girl'/><category term='family'/><category term='grand babies'/><category term='eclipse'/><category term='french toast'/><category term='tacos'/><category term='daughter'/><category term='friend'/><category term='cries'/><category term='san diego'/><category term='contest'/><category term='friday'/><category term='emails'/><category term='business'/><category term='south california'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='father'/><category term='Tropical Shave Ice Truck'/><category term='breakfast'/><category term='camera'/><category term='Doctors'/><category term='pill'/><category term='college'/><category term='school'/><category term='nst'/><category term='working'/><category term='fighter'/><category term='animal'/><category term='baby'/><category term='group b strep'/><category term='husband'/><category term='breakfast cupcake'/><category term='cat'/><category term='candy'/><category term='OC Din Din A Go Go'/><category term='slice food truck'/><category term='hospital'/><category term='winner'/><category term='nurse'/><category term='babies'/><category term='short rib tacos'/><category term='TLC'/><category term='bbq'/><category term='Back to Blogging Event'/><category term='monday'/><category term='smoothie'/><category term='cupcake'/><category term='fashionista'/><category term='kindergarten graduation'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='help'/><category term='dos chinos'/><category term='food trucks'/><category term='blood pressure'/><category term='commencement'/><category term='los anagels county'/><category term='true blood'/><category term='summerbreak'/><category term='smencils'/><category term='playdough'/><category term='labor day'/><category term='2 week check up'/><category term='car'/><category term='friends'/><category term='nights'/><category term='mommy'/><category term='boobs'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='snooze'/><category term='tickets'/><category term='food network'/><category term='three weeks'/><category term='mr mom'/><category term='Melting Pot'/><category term='5 weeks'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='dog'/><category term='blog'/><category term='senior in high school. 18th birthday'/><category term='trip'/><category term='life'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='face'/><category term='K1 Irvine Speedway'/><category term='demeanor'/><category term='allergies'/><category term='blogger'/><category term='99 cents store'/><category term='breastfeeding'/><category term='food'/><category term='disneyland'/><category term='house'/><category term='saturday'/><category term='traffic'/><category term='clean'/><category term='no no'/><category term='feet'/><title type='text'>Life With My Little Peanuts</title><subtitle type='html'>The journey of a Mom-prenuer as she juggles life, wifehood, a teenager, a kindergardenr and a Newborn. WELCOME TO MY WORLD!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-923011807677276389</id><published>2012-01-25T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T17:00:11.346-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traffic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior in high school. 18th birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart attack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18mths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Long Time Coming....</title><content type='html'>So it has been a hot minute since I posted on this blog. My intentions when I started this was to have the ability to talk, vent and connect with friends, family and strangers (those deciding to read that maybe don't know me that well)or even to myself if no one is reading.&lt;br /&gt;What happened is that this blog got pushed under the rug with all the other things I had going on in my life and then completely forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;With the new year and me turning another year older, I figured I better get my $h*t together and find ways to blog more often. I mean the last time I blogged was almost 9 mths ago...what the hell!&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened since I last posted. &lt;br /&gt;My mom had a heart attack in May 2011 which was life altering in so many ways. My life for about three weeks consisted of living in a hospital. While juggling my life, kids, house and business. The hospital was almost two hours away in traffic (1 hour without) and my sister and I just should have paid for a hotel instead of driving back and forth. It might have been cheaper then the gas. Fast forward to now and she is doing much better. She is back to her old self, which for anyone that knows her is a piece of work. Love you Mom! She still has some health issue but over all is doing much better.&lt;br /&gt;July 2011 was my little mans 1st birthday. Which really went by way to fast. It's funny how you will say "OMG this week is going by so slow". But then you look back and say "OMG where did that year go". It went by so fast. He is such an amazing child. I could not be any more lucky then I am to have a child with his disposition. He is so relaxed, carefree, funny and so cute. I mean I have heard him cry maybe 5 times in his whole 18mth life. Everyday people in my life remind me of how lucky I am to have a baby like him. &lt;br /&gt;September 2011 my Daughter started the 2nd grade and my son started his senior year. Another one of those OMG where did the time go. They both are also amazing kids. My daughter is feisty like me and really know how to get under my skin sometime. My son Jesse is a senior and he has really started to realize that after this year all the fun and games are over and it is time to head to the real world. Work, College, both...whatever path he picks I want to just support him.&lt;br /&gt;October, November and December all went by in a blur. (except that my son Jesse turned 18 years old)!!&lt;br /&gt;Now January 2012..... A week ago I turned the big 35!!! I am not one to sulk about the number. I really am just happy that I lived another year. &lt;br /&gt;Now in between all of this I have been holding down the fort at home, running all of my businesses and being a wife.&lt;br /&gt;Well I have caught everyone up to speed on my crazy life. My New Years resolution is to write in this blog at least three times a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-923011807677276389?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/923011807677276389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-time-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/923011807677276389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/923011807677276389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-time-coming.html' title='Long Time Coming....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-242285166660809351</id><published>2011-04-02T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T16:31:04.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snooze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lottery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>I'M BACK!</title><content type='html'>As I sit here on this gloomy day I am draw to.. &lt;br /&gt;Watch a Glee marathon (ok I did watch a episode) &lt;br /&gt;Work (since everyone that knows me know I am a workaholic)&lt;br /&gt;Join my husband and baby on the couch for a snooze&lt;br /&gt;Write in my neglected blog. DING DING DING WINNER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I have missed you blog. I have received a couple request to go back to doing my flip off Fridays. Boy do I have some built up flip off's :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so hard to make time to write a blog post due to my busy life. I mean I know people always say they are busy, but really I am super busy. I wish I was like some who are able to devote daily time to write a blog post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I battle with myself to just stay focused on doing one thing at a time, but my mind just bounces around everywhere. I currently have more then a handful of business ideas that could be good ideas, bad ideas and maybe even million dollar ideas (Daniel you know what I am talking about). But because I lack the lottery jackpot they sit on a shelf in my brain waiting for my numbers to be called. Is that not funny that I need to win millions to make millions. Sometimes that shelf in my brain gets so full I can't sleep. Sometimes I will be working and something will trigger a thought about those ideas that I get very sidetracked on whatever I am doing(this is a big weakness for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I am saying is I hope &lt;br /&gt;all the sore fingers from typing pay off&lt;br /&gt;nights I have not slept and sent emails all night (I will sleep when I am dead)&lt;br /&gt;said shh let mommy take this call real quick to my kids&lt;br /&gt;Pays off in the long run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because even millions can't make up for some things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-242285166660809351?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/242285166660809351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/242285166660809351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/242285166660809351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-1036323768397490897</id><published>2011-03-26T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T13:33:09.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutella Party</title><content type='html'>So recently I was picked to host a party about on of my favorite spreads. Drum roll please........Nutella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was alot of fun to have other moms share with me all the things they do with the Nutella (get your mind out of the gutter.I mean recipes). For example..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chocolate-Hazelnut Panini with Strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut pound cake* into 1/2" thick slices. Spread one side of all of the slices with Nutella. Add thinly-sliced fresh strawberries to half of the slices. Cover with the remaining slices to form a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spray a panini pan with butter-flavored cooking spray and preheat the pan. Add the pound cake sandwiches to the heated pan, and grill for approximately two minutes, or until you have nice grill lines on the pound cake and the Nutella begins to soften.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good!&lt;br /&gt;It was fun! Everyone walked away with a sample, mug and nutella spreader!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-1036323768397490897?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1036323768397490897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2011/03/nutella-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1036323768397490897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1036323768397490897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2011/03/nutella-party.html' title='Nutella Party'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-5395643583856314619</id><published>2010-12-17T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T11:00:19.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLIP OFF FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>Ok so I realize I have not been blogging the way I used to, and this is because my life is just crazy at the moment(oh who am i kidding my life is crazy 24/7). But I have to make time for FLIP OFF FRIDAY as I have alot of flips offs (and it helps me to vent) so here goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. big flip off to the makers of huggie diapers for all the blowouts my son has been having in the last couple days. so I change my sons diaper ever 2-3 hours at the most during the day (as I can imaging how gross it must be to sit in pee) and then hopefully at night since he sleeps through the night we should make it through. BUT NO..he has woken up every night with a leak. So flip of Huggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. big flip off to stupid people in the stores. When I am on a mission at the store I need to get in and out. Yesterday at Trader Joes I was on a real mission because I had both kids and just wanted to get in and get out. But no...some man and I swear at one point I thought someone with a camera was going to jump out and say i was being filmed. This man was just always in my way. Now Traders was packed regardless but mister get the **** out of my way. Don't just stop in the middle of the already small isles and read direction on how to steam vegetables or stop and read them to your wife. So flip off to stupid people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Big flip off to Christmas. I am so sick and tired of this holiday. It is my least favorite holiday. I really feel this holiday is not what it should be. I thought it was about family and friends and spending time together. not spending money that most people don't have on crap that will either be re gifted of thrown in the closet and never seen again except when your vacuuming up tiny pieces of a crappy toy. So flip off Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. a big flip off to all the people that get christmas parties. What about the stay at home moms who work 24/7 and never get a lunch, two 15 minute breaks, a bonus, a raise, a vacation or a sick day. And now we don't even get a christmas party!!!!! I vote that all stay at home mommies band together for our own christmas party. (A little late now but worth working on for next year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please&lt;br /&gt;1. a BIG FLIP OFF to people that lie to your face. That say they aren't doing something when you ask, say they won't say something or do something and do it. Shame on me for allowing you but shame on you for doing it more. I hope when you realize that doing things like that will come back and haunt you. I hope you feel like shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH that feels better. Try it...You'll like it!&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-5395643583856314619?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5395643583856314619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/12/flip-off-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5395643583856314619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5395643583856314619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/12/flip-off-friday.html' title='FLIP OFF FRIDAY'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-6631628241075451417</id><published>2010-12-10T11:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T12:15:50.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flip off friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>HELLO PEEPS! Long time no post!</title><content type='html'>Hello Peep, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a very long time since I have posted on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;My life has been CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;But a couple weeks ago someone mentioned to me how she loved my Flip Off Fridays. So I thought what the hell lets start it up again. So here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.A big flip off to myself first for not doing the white laundry and my daughter today had to go to school with mismatched colored socks (she did wear boots so you could not see them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Flip off to my hair that since I cut 10 inches off is very angry at me and won't do what I tell it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. To Christmas Shopping.... My family(especially you sister in laws) are the hardest to shop for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. To my gym bill that keeps coming in...but I don't return the visit because I am just to busy and lets be honest LAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Another flip off to me today for forgetting my daughters treat (pretzel sticks) for her class project! I did end up taking them to her (before you start calling me a bad mom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your flip offs for the week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-6631628241075451417?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6631628241075451417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-peeps-long-time-no-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6631628241075451417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6631628241075451417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-peeps-long-time-no-post.html' title='HELLO PEEPS! Long time no post!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-8956794498086306350</id><published>2010-10-14T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T09:39:38.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smencils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piggy paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>Viva Huntingtington Beach</title><content type='html'>On our way back from a fun but long business and pleasure trip to Las Vegas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have attended this trade show for baby and children’s product since we opened our business a couple years ago. It is a lot of fun to see all the great new product that people have created and then also great to see the old favorite brands that have come up with new stuff also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be so surprised at the things people invent. I saw a so many things that were great and then things that just made me wonder why I would ever have any use for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is driving as I write this and he said the best product he saw at the show was this amazing baby/toddler nail file (stay posted for pictures) it is a electric nail file for your baby so you no longer have to mess around with nail clippers which I personally hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst product we agreed is this bottle bid that you put on your bottle to replace the bib you would put on your child. It was ugly and so cheaply made. I give them props for developing a product but this was just not the right fit for our store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other favorites of ours were a stroller lock, smencils, piggy paint, a pillow/blanket my daughter loved and the list goes on. Hopefully we can work together with the brands to maybe offer some great giveaways in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough about that. I will blog about the fact that we took our kids and how fun that was. Including my lil mans first blow out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-8956794498086306350?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8956794498086306350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/10/viva-huntingtington-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/8956794498086306350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/8956794498086306350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/10/viva-huntingtington-beach.html' title='Viva Huntingtington Beach'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-1814923081041884270</id><published>2010-10-01T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T08:22:12.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip Off Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TKX7QaryikI/AAAAAAAAAXg/7DKz7lojDVk/s1600/flipofffriday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TKX7QaryikI/AAAAAAAAAXg/7DKz7lojDVk/s400/flipofffriday.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523096777499249218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flip off Friday Again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a big flip off to the traffic light by my house that thinks its funny to allow only two cars to turn on the green arrow in the morning before turning red. This makes me late to take my daughter to school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big flip off to the lady at the girl scout table at back to school night that made a comment to her husband about how I was not supposed to bring my kids to back to school night. Excuse me lady but my husband and I both want to support my daughter so we both showed up and we did not have a sitter to watch them.  I would rather bring them then not show up and support her. So F you!!! I know you also and you kids are horrible I can tell why you did not bring yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big flip off to my hairbrush. I noticed this morning that it is full of hair! So for any moms that don't know this but at about the 3-4 mth mark after having your baby you will start to lose hair like it is not joke. Well today marks my three months! F U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a big, big flip off to this heat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-1814923081041884270?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1814923081041884270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/10/flip-off-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1814923081041884270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1814923081041884270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/10/flip-off-friday.html' title='Flip Off Friday'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TKX7QaryikI/AAAAAAAAAXg/7DKz7lojDVk/s72-c/flipofffriday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-2101078869635660528</id><published>2010-09-28T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T10:44:04.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><title type='text'>My littlest peanut!</title><content type='html'>My little guy is going to be three months old on Sunday and this past weekend we took him in for his 3 mth pictures. As I am framing and putting them up this morning I am thinking about how much things have changed in three months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has grown by leaps and bounds and is no longer my lil guy but my big strong guy now.&lt;br /&gt;He is so interactive now versus just laying there like a bump &lt;br /&gt;on a log.&lt;br /&gt;His personality is amazing...Can you tell from this photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TKInLvKIKjI/AAAAAAAAAXY/r8G4SfmzLc8/s1600/newpictures+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TKInLvKIKjI/AAAAAAAAAXY/r8G4SfmzLc8/s400/newpictures+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522019175700638258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks more and more like my husband. Which is great as my daughter looks nothing like either of us and I think if we would have had another child like that my husband would have started to wonder!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that being said this only means that time is going so fast. I mean people are starting to christmas shop. The store have already started putting our christmas supplies. We have not even passed Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say that I was going to treasure the time more now that I am realizing how fast it goes but i would be lying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With three kids, a husband, a house and two growing businesses my time is valuable and accounted for every second. My calendar is full from now till the beginning of next year. Wish I could be one of those people that live day by day. And just go with the flow. Maybe someday when my kids are off taking care of their own families and my husband and I are living (not vacationing) somewhere tropical! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should pencil that into my calender for somewhere in 2030!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-2101078869635660528?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2101078869635660528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-littlest-peanut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/2101078869635660528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/2101078869635660528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-littlest-peanut.html' title='My littlest peanut!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TKInLvKIKjI/AAAAAAAAAXY/r8G4SfmzLc8/s72-c/newpictures+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-422511857689736943</id><published>2010-09-24T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T09:18:17.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flip off friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child protective services'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Flip Off Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TJzK1zOnt3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/od2su6jqmMg/s1600/flipofffriday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TJzK1zOnt3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/od2su6jqmMg/s400/flipofffriday.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520510268882794354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flip off Friday again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The first flip off this week is to myself. Why you ask because this week I did the unthinkable....I locked my new baby in the car!!!!!!!!! So before you throw stone and call child protective services on me , let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;I was getting out of the car and I reached back and opened the back door to go around and get my son out. I hit the lock button on my door and walked to take my son out. Well my daughter who was in the passenger front seat jumped out and came running around the car into the street with a car coming. When I saw this my first reaction was to grab her so when I went for her I hit the door, which closed with my keys on the seat. OMG!!!!!! So I started hysterically crying and lucky my neighbors all helped including a passerby-er that has kids that go to the same school as my daughter stopped and helped. We got him out and he was fine (a little sweaty). Slept the whole time. In total i think he was in there for less then 10 minutes. But is was the longest time ever for me. I beat myself up about it all night till friends started telling me that this has happened to them many times. Now i feel like less of a bad mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The amount of hours in a day. I drop my daughter off at about 8am on the dot and I am home by 8:10 the latest. By the time I have a light breakfast, shower and read emails it is 12pm and my daughter is out at 1:50. Why can't the school day be longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The parents at my daughters school who think it is ok to block you in your parking spot. I make it a point to leave to pick up my daughter by 1:30 so that I am there right when she gets out. Which means that I can always get a parking spot. if you show up after 1:40 forget getting a spot that is not around the corner. So parents who decide to arrive at 1:49 when the kids get out pull up and double park. Then they decide they can chit chat with each other while I am stock in the spot. Next time I will think about hitting your car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my Friday Flip off. What are yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-422511857689736943?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/422511857689736943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/flip-off-friday_24.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/422511857689736943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/422511857689736943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/flip-off-friday_24.html' title='Flip Off Friday'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TJzK1zOnt3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/od2su6jqmMg/s72-c/flipofffriday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-5927238614037368087</id><published>2010-09-15T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T09:34:46.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to Blogging Event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SITS Girls'/><title type='text'>Back to Blogging!</title><content type='html'>So I am going to take part in the Back to Blogging Event going on right now. Brought to you by the SITS Girls In hopes that i will be able to refresh myself and my ability to write a daily blog. So i am starting on day three of this event and the challenge for today is to find a post with a title we really like, re-upload, and explain why you like the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this title and the post as I really feel this will not be the only time this happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, July 28, 2010&lt;br /&gt;First Public Urination!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we decided to take my daughter to our local indoor bounce house for their weekly "Glow Night". This is a indoor bounce house were they turn off all the lights give the kids a ton of glow sticks and turn on blacklights and loud music. My daughter LOVED IT!!!!! $8.00 spent wisely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I decided to sit out in the waiting room because we had the baby with us. We sat out in the waiting room and talked. Then the baby got hungry so we feed him. I decided I would change him since it had been a little bit since I had changed his diaper. Changed his diaper and handed him to my husband. All the sudden the baby made a loud grunt and then we smelled it. I HAD JUST CHANGED HIM MINUTE AGO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my husband said I will do it. So we get out another diaper and wipes and my husband goes in for the kill. He cleans all the poop up and then all the sudden my little peanuts starts peeing everywhere. And when I say everywhere I mean everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;On me, my husband, himself and even the wall next to him. He is looking up at his dad like "OH yeah that feels nice". Until it gets on his face and then he makes the weird look like "What the hell was that".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I are cracking up at the big puddle he has created on the floor (which dripped down the wall into a massive puddle)See picture.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TJD1JLh5zAI/AAAAAAAAAXA/sU4p-nX99SM/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TJD1JLh5zAI/AAAAAAAAAXA/sU4p-nX99SM/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517179081591475202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We immediately start to look around at who has seen my son in all his glory and realize no ones know what happened. We start to clean up the evidence but not before my husband whipped out his camera to take a picture of his sons first public urination. I say first because I have a feeling somehow that this will not be his last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome To My World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TJD1WNJ43VI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_by1bW6lauw/s1600/Manneken_Pis_(crop).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TJD1WNJ43VI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_by1bW6lauw/s400/Manneken_Pis_(crop).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517179305365921106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-5927238614037368087?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5927238614037368087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-to-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5927238614037368087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5927238614037368087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TJD1JLh5zAI/AAAAAAAAAXA/sU4p-nX99SM/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-1212281899612442873</id><published>2010-09-12T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:27:46.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdaynightfoodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great food truck race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='los anagels county'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orange county fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kogi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food trucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grill em all'/><title type='text'>The Most Amazing Burger! Heart Attack on a Bun!</title><content type='html'>So for anyone that reads this blog, you know that my family and I have been on a mission to try any and all food trucks in Orange and L.A County. We also follow the Great Food Truck Race on Food Network(my favorite channel). So when we heard Grill em All was going to be in Orange County (LA based truck) we seized the opportunity to get us one of their very famous burgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tracked them down at the Hurley location in Costa Mesa. They were being joined by Kogi(one of our other favorites)and Longboards Ice Cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew they were going to be there at 6ish. So we left our house at about 5:50pm. We got there around 6:15 and the line was wrapped around the parking lot and the Kogi truck(nice surprise). We decided we were still going to try and hope that we did not get turned away. We also noticed the people who write the blog we read http://www.saturdaynightfoodies.com/ that started us on the food truck mission standing in line in first place. I quickly though of how much extra I was will to pay for this burger to offer it to them so I would not have to stand in line. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped out the car so I could make line and my husband went to park. I would say I was probably behind about 75 people and they had not even opened yet. I thought ok let me prep myself now for not being able to get the burger that was not written on there menu but was what I wanted. I know they only make a select few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on a side note I have to say that one of the greatest thing about these food truck runs are the people you meet and talk to. Including Mr and Mrs Saturday Night Foodie themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting in line my daughter got her Kogi fix with two short rib taco's. She loves these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so as we approach the front of the truck I am crossing everything possible in hopes that they have not ran out of the burger I so want to try. Ok I am next and the guy in front of me just orders fries. I walk up and it is Matthew Chernus from the show taking my order. I say with a brave face "Can I get the Behemoth" and Matt says to me "yeah you are getting the last one". OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! I am so excited I feel like I won the lotto (and this hamburger was the prize) I am so excited. I proudly take the change and then turn around to a crowd of people in line that want to KILL me. All because I took the last Behemoth. Sorry peeps but I don't feel bad being that I waited in line for almost two hours and have been waiting to try them forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am waiting for my food and watching my back that I don't get attacked by the remaining 100 people still in line. I notice that one of the chiefs from the crepes truck on the show is working in the grill em all truck. What that all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hear my name and my husband runs up to get our hamburger before the crowd bum rushes it and runs with my burger. And also he wants a picture with Ryan Hawkins on of the other guys from the show and also the cheif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0xZji9EWI/AAAAAAAAAWI/rFzf02PcFrQ/s1600/foodie+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0xZji9EWI/AAAAAAAAAWI/rFzf02PcFrQ/s400/foodie+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516119433707065698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me explain what this hamburger is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Behemoth is a $10 burger (well worth the money since my husband, daughter and I all eat some and were stuffed).&lt;br /&gt;This burger was ridiculously huge. The buns were made out of two grilled cheese sandwiches, a 7 oz. beef burger, pickles, beer-soaked onions, bacon and Grill ‘Em All’s Mosh Pit BBQ sauce. Oh and lets not forget they add more cheese to the meat. &lt;br /&gt;Then they have these amazing fries that you can get with truffle oil. Which we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0zHNB6NYI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/DUlGrFh-WBM/s1600/foodie+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0zHNB6NYI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/DUlGrFh-WBM/s400/foodie+031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516121317448496514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0zUKRTzMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/tE32vN_mpHw/s1600/foodie+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0zUKRTzMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/tE32vN_mpHw/s400/foodie+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516121540046081218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0zf5UQYAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Va2UsyA_-Ck/s1600/foodie+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0zf5UQYAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Va2UsyA_-Ck/s400/foodie+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516121741653467138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first I let my husband bite it and I think his eyes rolled back into his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0z4dXjC1I/AAAAAAAAAWo/gs8zI03rslc/s1600/foodie+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0z4dXjC1I/AAAAAAAAAWo/gs8zI03rslc/s400/foodie+035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516122163647810386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my daughter got her bite and she gave me two thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI00DjVwJNI/AAAAAAAAAWw/0eXRqOw8LEw/s1600/foodie+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI00DjVwJNI/AAAAAAAAAWw/0eXRqOw8LEw/s400/foodie+036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516122354229454034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my husband came in to give me my bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI00UqkDMuI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0IjcEJ_C4Dk/s1600/foodie+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI00UqkDMuI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0IjcEJ_C4Dk/s400/foodie+037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516122648226247394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes it was amazing and one of the best burgers I have ever had. Well worth the $10 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;The fries were good but next time I would get without the truffle oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh I am stuffed. My husband looks at me and says lets head back to HB and hit up the Tropical Shaved Ice Truck for dessert. My daughter scream "yeah" ok I say kicking a scream (yeah right).&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Mr and Mrs Saturday night foodie again at the shaved ice truck and we all enjoyed the most amazing soft, lightest most flavorful shaved ice I have ever tasted. My husband had 808 (pineapple, guava, coconut) with ice cream and a snow cap(sweet milk). My daughter had the same minus the coconut (sub watermelon) and not ice cream or snow cap.&lt;br /&gt;I had a melona, raspberry, watermelon mix with a snow cap. Now even though it was 62 degrees outside and i was in a tank top I ate every last drop. i also met rick the owner who is a really cool guy. Thanks Rick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home now with stuffed bellies I told my husband that my daughter loves eating off the trucks and asks to go to them nightly if not every other day. So i think we are going to have her start her own blog about what she like and does not like about food trucks. Stay Posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you out there that have these preconcevied notions about food on a truck. I get you because i still see "Roach couches" rolling around at lunch time. But this is different this is amazing food at great prices from people who love what they are doing and the people they are serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try It! You'll Like It!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-1212281899612442873?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1212281899612442873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/most-amazing-burger-heart-attack-on-bun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1212281899612442873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1212281899612442873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/most-amazing-burger-heart-attack-on-bun.html' title='The Most Amazing Burger! Heart Attack on a Bun!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TI0xZji9EWI/AAAAAAAAAWI/rFzf02PcFrQ/s72-c/foodie+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-1810274498512748193</id><published>2010-09-10T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T14:34:46.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flip off friday'/><title type='text'>Flip off friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIqe0VQxcuI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8GQM9lFKLtI/s1600/DSC_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIqe0VQxcuI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8GQM9lFKLtI/s400/DSC_0245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515395315566473954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flip off Friday is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I have not done Flip off Friday since I did the first one but this week requires a Flip Off Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To the construction workers on my street that decide on a Saturday that 7:50 is a great time to start sandblasting the building on the corner. Which wakes my whole family (make that the whole neighborhood). Plus manages to get paint chips all over the cars on the block. They make so much noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The old lady today who scream for me to get out of her driveway when I was no were near her driveway. When I went to pick up my daughter on my way back to to the car the house I parked in front of the lady must have been in a foul mood because when I opened my trunk to put my stroller away she said that caused me to block her driveway from her getting in. Sh*t lady learn how to drive I was no where near your driveway. I try and not get road rage when I am with my kids but this one I could not help. I gave her a few choice words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Huggies diapers for never giving my son enough coverage when he does the big deed that we almost always have a blowout. Plus this week I bought a box of diapers in size one and inside was newborn. Big flip off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) To the kids on my block that feel the need to use my daughter as a Guinea pig for everything. Yesterday I looked out my window to catch them putting her hands behind her back on the floor trying to act like they were arresting her. A Boy and a girl are doing this to my precious 6 year old little girl. When I go out there the girl's dad say they were not going to hurt her they were just playing NCIS. OMG are you serious. Next time let the boy tie up your daughter and she how you would like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. To people on craigslist that list things and say they are in good condition and when you drive all the way out there the product is crap! Thanks for wasting my gas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my Friday Flip off. What are yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-1810274498512748193?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1810274498512748193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/flip-off-friday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1810274498512748193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1810274498512748193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/flip-off-friday.html' title='Flip off friday!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIqe0VQxcuI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8GQM9lFKLtI/s72-c/DSC_0245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-154240421013222823</id><published>2010-09-09T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:42:15.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piaggio on Wheels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lomo Arigato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OC Din Din A Go Go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tropical Shave Ice Truck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K1 Irvine Speedway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food trucks'/><title type='text'>OC Din Din A Go Go! The most amazing food!</title><content type='html'>My family and I attended the OC Din Din A Go Go event at the K1 Irvine Speedway on Wednesday. This event is every Wednesday from 5:30 – 9pm and hosted by Tropical Shave Ice Truck. Each week they are joined by 2-5 trucks. So my family and I were able to enjoys a couple of food trucks we have been wanting to try and we also got the opportunity to try a truck this week that has become my favorite! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm9XhcVFfI/AAAAAAAAAUM/jp_6kyzvWC0/s1600/dindin+178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm9XhcVFfI/AAAAAAAAAUM/jp_6kyzvWC0/s400/dindin+178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515147430503716338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those event that family will become regulars like we will to come and have great food and a nice evening out(I mean literally outside).&lt;br /&gt;We ordered our food and waited patiently. Even my daughter was excited about trying some of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm9ssUEXEI/AAAAAAAAAUU/HEq2BXM-FxU/s1600/dindin+175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm9ssUEXEI/AAAAAAAAAUU/HEq2BXM-FxU/s400/dindin+175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515147794199108674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm99-uJUSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/oxf-wSo-EJQ/s1600/dindin+176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm99-uJUSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/oxf-wSo-EJQ/s400/dindin+176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515148091198099746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting my lil boy and my husband had a heart to heart about all the food he would get to enjoy when he is able to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm-grsCk2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/ak5zC-NJUU0/s1600/dindin+180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm-grsCk2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/ak5zC-NJUU0/s400/dindin+180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515148687384417122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the food was ready. We tried a combo of different food from Argentinian food to Peruvian food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm_EzaGSjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1CJPSdS2J4s/s1600/dindin+187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm_EzaGSjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1CJPSdS2J4s/s400/dindin+187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515149307931937330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we tried the caprese empanadas from Piaggio on Wheels. This was ok! I was told we should have let it cool off and eat it cold. But we could not wait and ate it warm. I guess I can say I tried it and I don't think I would order again. My husband also ordered the chicken empanadas and he said it was nothing to brag about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm_vqZfvWI/AAAAAAAAAU8/71gH1XSvQeE/s1600/dindin+190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm_vqZfvWI/AAAAAAAAAU8/71gH1XSvQeE/s400/dindin+190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515150044247866722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Chicken Milanesa Sandwich from Piaggio on Wheels(Breaded chicken breast seasoned with garlic and parsley, lightly fried in French bread with lettuce, tomatoes, mayo and chimichurri).&lt;br /&gt;Now this was really good and huge. Well worth the $6.00. The also put this what they call pink sauce on the sandwich which we got on the side. I would recommend not getting it on the side and getting it on the sandwich as it was very good (I have no idea what it is though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm_99HJPSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1eNZa9-ZY2I/s1600/dindin+191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm_99HJPSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1eNZa9-ZY2I/s400/dindin+191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515150289789336866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we tried the peruvian fried rice. i was not a fan of this due to the red and green pepers but my husband loved it and was even able to enjoy it today for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInAMpYhtpI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CPyVXwsgjgY/s1600/dindin+189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInAMpYhtpI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CPyVXwsgjgY/s400/dindin+189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515150542191572626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my favorite was the loma saltado from Lomo Arigato. Which is a a mix of Chinese stir-fry and Peruvian meat and french fries served with white rice. OMG this was the BOMB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInBzj6YGwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/aLJR5UHKPNA/s1600/dindin+188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInBzj6YGwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/aLJR5UHKPNA/s400/dindin+188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515152310249462530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course we had to try the truck that put this whole thing together which was the tropical shaved ice truck. My husband and I shared a Strawberry, watermelon, coconut shaved ice topped with sweetened milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInCXAk9gHI/AAAAAAAAAVc/dP9790Nz4Vo/s1600/dindin+209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInCXAk9gHI/AAAAAAAAAVc/dP9790Nz4Vo/s400/dindin+209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515152919239688306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my two month old son wanted a bite. I can't say that I did not sneak him a little lick (between me and you he loved it and was licking his lips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInCxLj2bpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/KpZOCKZSj6c/s1600/dindin+211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInCxLj2bpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/KpZOCKZSj6c/s400/dindin+211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515153368864419474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter got a lemon lime, strawberry, blueberry. i was a little worried since it was a school night but what can a little ice ans sugar syrup hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInDRqVbgoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/lYBppID1URQ/s1600/dindin+212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInDRqVbgoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/lYBppID1URQ/s400/dindin+212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515153926881247874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInDdSVLvFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/mTvjwjFsL_Q/s1600/dindin+214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TInDdSVLvFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/mTvjwjFsL_Q/s400/dindin+214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515154126596193362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all we had a great time and had great food. The Kogi truck was there with it's usual long line so we did not even go because we can follow them anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;So for anyone ready that wants really great food and for a great price then join us next Wednesday at the same spot. Make sure to stop us and say Hi!&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-154240421013222823?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/154240421013222823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/oc-din-din-go-go-most-amazing-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/154240421013222823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/154240421013222823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/oc-din-din-go-go-most-amazing-food.html' title='OC Din Din A Go Go! The most amazing food!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIm9XhcVFfI/AAAAAAAAAUM/jp_6kyzvWC0/s72-c/dindin+178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-5107134379782657523</id><published>2010-09-08T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:00:12.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labor day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>I'M BACK!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG it has been to long since I blogged. I think I might be going through blogger withdraw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has just been a crazy last couple days. My labor day weekend was just jam packed with stuff to do. I mean the days just flew by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really busy with work these past couple weeks with the launch of a new jewelry line for kids. I am very excited about it but is has been very difficult to get things perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we did alot for the new company we are starting including a photo shoot which did not turn out how I would want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a different note....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of school! &lt;br /&gt;I am so excited I mean my daughter is so excited. :)&lt;br /&gt;We started off the day great and I just picked her up and she said she liked school alot and loves the first grade. So keep my fingers crossed that does not change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to many more school days and I am happy to say goodbye to summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-5107134379782657523?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5107134379782657523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5107134379782657523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5107134379782657523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!!!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-997127859110291718</id><published>2010-09-02T16:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:59:04.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no no'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great food truck race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oc foodie fest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honda center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slice food truck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food trucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>Oc Foodie Fest!</title><content type='html'>So last weekend was the much talked about, anticipated(especially by my husband), sold out OC Foodie Fest at the Honda Center in Anaheim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky enough to win tickets for the event from a great blog I read called http://www.saturdaynightfoodies.com/.&lt;br /&gt;I only had to pay for my daughters ticket and of course my newborn was free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event was the ultimate food truck event. Lately my husband and I have been on a mission to eat off of some of these gourmet food trucks. So when we heard about this event we thought how great it would be to go so we can try some of the Los Angeles trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event started at 11am and went till 7pm. On top of food trucks they where going to have vendors and a bunch of dance crews performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought ok we can get there between 11 and 12pm. No rush since they were open till 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!! When we got there the line just to get in was wrapped around the block and we got there at about 11:30am. So we walk for miles to get to the end of the line and finally get in (the line did not take that long except when people who saw someone they knew would jump in line). When we got in I told my husband we should hit up the Nom Nom truck first since there line looked the longest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAv5fvXxXI/AAAAAAAAASM/_5MmTMDc8AA/s1600/tai+7+weeks+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAv5fvXxXI/AAAAAAAAASM/_5MmTMDc8AA/s400/tai+7+weeks+049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512458608720725362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those of you that do not know the Nom Nom truck then you must not be watching the Food Networks show all about Food Trucks. The Great Food Truck Race is a show about food trucks traveling around the United States and Nom Nom is one of them. So we decided we had to try them since the past two shows we watched they have won first place in both.&lt;br /&gt;So we waited in line....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAw0Hu4XiI/AAAAAAAAASU/JKJzMN4AEzM/s1600/tai+7+weeks+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAw0Hu4XiI/AAAAAAAAASU/JKJzMN4AEzM/s400/tai+7+weeks+053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512459615888498210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waited....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAxFDvk9ZI/AAAAAAAAASc/zcaZ1liiSP0/s1600/tai+7+weeks+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAxFDvk9ZI/AAAAAAAAASc/zcaZ1liiSP0/s400/tai+7+weeks+052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512459906875454866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even Tai waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAxWiRdlqI/AAAAAAAAASk/VnDoqFZc_js/s1600/tai+7+weeks+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAxWiRdlqI/AAAAAAAAASk/VnDoqFZc_js/s400/tai+7+weeks+055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512460207128417954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point we all were so starving that I decided to go see if there was another truck that I could grab something from to tide us over. I found the Slice truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAxw7gpatI/AAAAAAAAASs/KkFkKy8IGVA/s1600/tai+7+weeks+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAxw7gpatI/AAAAAAAAASs/KkFkKy8IGVA/s400/tai+7+weeks+056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512460660579592914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pizza truck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAyHeB3OoI/AAAAAAAAAS0/JjtuOWwcTrU/s1600/tai+7+weeks+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAyHeB3OoI/AAAAAAAAAS0/JjtuOWwcTrU/s400/tai+7+weeks+058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512461047802837634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go with the "Grandma" since I swore I had read about it before on another blog.&lt;br /&gt;And I am so glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAzDd1mT3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/WHT8Y-rBTRQ/s1600/tai+7+weeks+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAzDd1mT3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/WHT8Y-rBTRQ/s400/tai+7+weeks+059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512462078543548274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This slice of pizza was so good. It had a thick crust just like I like it. I brought it back to my husband and daughter and before I knew it they had devoured my pizza. When they finished the pizza and we were still in line for Nom Nom I told my husband to go to another truck while I waited and get something else.&lt;br /&gt;He headed off to Barbie's Q.&lt;br /&gt;By the time my daughter and I got up to the front of the line we had been in line for over 1 1/2 hours. So I am thinking this sandwich better taste like the best thing I ever ate.&lt;br /&gt;So here is the menu for the sandwich. You can get pork, lemongrass chicken of tofu. We picked pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA0FMdfOHI/AAAAAAAAATE/qvB5MbLPSiQ/s1600/tai+7+weeks+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA0FMdfOHI/AAAAAAAAATE/qvB5MbLPSiQ/s400/tai+7+weeks+061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512463207750383730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl from the show was the one taking the orders which was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA0rGFnTkI/AAAAAAAAATM/ZQ9xQgWxhAs/s1600/tai+7+weeks+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA0rGFnTkI/AAAAAAAAATM/ZQ9xQgWxhAs/s400/tai+7+weeks+064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512463858874666562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally we got our sandwich. We headed off to find my husband and found him still in line. But in the front of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA0-xWfE5I/AAAAAAAAATU/dhjpxtbQ5G4/s1600/tai+7+weeks+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA0-xWfE5I/AAAAAAAAATU/dhjpxtbQ5G4/s400/tai+7+weeks+069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512464196905669522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There menu was pretty straight forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA1Zv7C_mI/AAAAAAAAATc/b5qGqCO5V-E/s1600/tai+7+weeks+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA1Zv7C_mI/AAAAAAAAATc/b5qGqCO5V-E/s400/tai+7+weeks+068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512464660378615394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided on the trio of sliders so we could try them all.&lt;br /&gt;Once we got the food we headed over to the table and chairs they had set up. Yeah right were we ever going to find a spot. People were camped out there. Holding spots and leaving no room for anyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA2lW0EnBI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ncngcw5QVZ4/s1600/tai+7+weeks+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA2lW0EnBI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ncngcw5QVZ4/s400/tai+7+weeks+048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512465959308532754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally just sat in a open space even though it was taken. SORRY! And settled in to eat our food.&lt;br /&gt;First Nom Nom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA2BjCQVvI/AAAAAAAAATk/KyKjMCdPOqM/s1600/tai+7+weeks+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA2BjCQVvI/AAAAAAAAATk/KyKjMCdPOqM/s400/tai+7+weeks+072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512465344113956594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not like this sandwich at all. I thought the bread was hard and the meat was cut in such big pieces that it made it difficult to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA2ZFoTpSI/AAAAAAAAATs/vxza8WjSKr8/s1600/tai+7+weeks+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA2ZFoTpSI/AAAAAAAAATs/vxza8WjSKr8/s400/tai+7+weeks+077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512465748537353506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went in for the sliders and these were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA3GEK-0gI/AAAAAAAAAT8/dfC1OoZ6H_g/s1600/tai+7+weeks+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA3GEK-0gI/AAAAAAAAAT8/dfC1OoZ6H_g/s400/tai+7+weeks+071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512466521240031746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meat was great and the bread was so soft. A+ from me for Barbie's Q&lt;br /&gt;At this point my daughter was over it and wanted to go to the kids area which was put on by Pretend City. She was so happy because she bumped into a old friend and they ran off to get balloon animals. They said goodbye and we set off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA3n_Wi0jI/AAAAAAAAAUE/u0jJwgenrcI/s1600/tai+7+weeks+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIA3n_Wi0jI/AAAAAAAAAUE/u0jJwgenrcI/s400/tai+7+weeks+081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512467104061903410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank gosh for our handy wagon.&lt;br /&gt;Now of course at this point the sun is beating down on us and there is no shade in site. I am completely burned I mean like third degree burns. Some stranger in line behind me even offered sunscreen but at that point it was to late. I was so hot, frustrated because lines were long and trucks were out of food that I just said let go home. I missed the opportunity to try the red velvet chocolate chip pancakes and the shaved ice just to name a few. But I was so tried from standing and so burned that I threw in the towel. &lt;br /&gt;All in all the event would have been much better if it would have been at night and the lines did not take so long. I would have rathermade a road trip to L.A then go through that again.&lt;br /&gt;But bottom line is I am sure we will go again but be a little more prepared. Unless they take the hint and throw it at night which would be much better. Hint Hint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-997127859110291718?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/997127859110291718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/oc-foodie-fest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/997127859110291718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/997127859110291718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/oc-foodie-fest.html' title='Oc Foodie Fest!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TIAv5fvXxXI/AAAAAAAAASM/_5MmTMDc8AA/s72-c/tai+7+weeks+049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-7033357720052922752</id><published>2010-08-26T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T15:59:51.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aden and Anais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep sack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boutique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little peanut Boutique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stay at home mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>My little monkeys sleep sac!</title><content type='html'>So my little monkey has been sleeping anywhere from 3-4 hours at night before getting up for a bottle. This is unless we put him in bed with us and then we can get about 5-6 hours. As much as I want the 5-6 I just don't want him to become one of those kids that sleeps in mommy and daddies bed. So I suck it up every night and put him in his bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now because I am home with my little peanut all day while my husbands goes to work (in 100 degree weather) Sunday through Thursday I take all the night shifts. I do not ask him to help at all. I figure this is only fair since I can stay home and he has to go off to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said I really want my little guy to sleep longer since i don't sleep well at night with getting up so much. Selfish I know but when people think that us stay at home moms just nap all day they are so wrong. Ok well I do know of someone who does nap pretty much most of the day and has her daughter watch the baby. But not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that my little monkey when he gets startled by even the smallest noise, his arm and legs flair and he sometimes wakes up. I also noticed that at night after I have put him down and tucked him in that when I go to get him he has managed to kick off his blanket and his skin is freezing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as most of you know since I own a childrens boutique (littlepeanutboutique.com - shameless plug)I started looking at what we had to help prevent his blankets from being kicked off in the night and that maybe helping him sleep longer since the blanket could keep him warm and maybe startled less.&lt;br /&gt;That is when I found this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/THbq7h4741I/AAAAAAAAARs/5lABOn4fEcc/s1600/DSC_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/THbq7h4741I/AAAAAAAAARs/5lABOn4fEcc/s400/DSC_0857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509849502564737874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carry the Aden and Anais Sleep Sacks. This thing is amazing. I should have know since the blanket I use for him is a Aden and Anais swaddle blanket. But this sleep sack has prevented him from kicking it off because there is no way and also sleep long. What a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;He even likes it check out his face after a good nights rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/THbv9nNuhBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1qFDSggzF_0/s1600/DSC_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/THbv9nNuhBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1qFDSggzF_0/s400/DSC_0865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509855035911996434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could get used to him waking up like this every morning.&lt;br /&gt;So check out our site littlepeanutboutique.com under swaddle/bunting and check out the sleep sacks. They come in great boy and girl prints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/THbwoOCVGGI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZBs7K_HIJjQ/s1600/Butterflies+Muslin+Sleeping+Bags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/THbwoOCVGGI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZBs7K_HIJjQ/s400/Butterflies+Muslin+Sleeping+Bags.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509855767887681634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/THbwknuCugI/AAAAAAAAAR8/l4k9V28Geqk/s1600/monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/THbwknuCugI/AAAAAAAAAR8/l4k9V28Geqk/s400/monkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509855706062436866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-7033357720052922752?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7033357720052922752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-little-monkeys-sleep-sac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7033357720052922752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7033357720052922752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-little-monkeys-sleep-sac.html' title='My little monkeys sleep sac!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/THbq7h4741I/AAAAAAAAARs/5lABOn4fEcc/s72-c/DSC_0857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-1842633763108350934</id><published>2010-08-20T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:54:14.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='99 cents store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traffic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allergies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road rage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tickets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle finger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuffy nose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heat'/><title type='text'>Friday Flip Off!!!</title><content type='html'>So I just learned about this amazing thing in the blog world called &lt;br /&gt;Flip Off Friday!&lt;br /&gt;This is when you list things that have happened that just require the amazing middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TG7W9qZpYiI/AAAAAAAAARc/-vBpA2OOlAY/s1600/DSC_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TG7W9qZpYiI/AAAAAAAAARc/-vBpA2OOlAY/s400/DSC_0247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507575749162918434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that is my little monkey giving the camera his middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1* The cat that thinks it is fun to shit in my front yard!&lt;br /&gt;My next door neighbors cat Tiger thinks that my front yard is his personal litter box. I think it is unfair that dog owners when they take their dogs out are required by law to pick up after their dogs. But cat owners who let their cats run around the neighborhood have no responsibilities. Nothing is worse then having to pick up after someones nasty cat (I do not like cats!). I promise the next time I catch him I will squirt him with my hose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2* My stuffy nose!&lt;br /&gt;Every night my nose decides that it would like to be stuffed with boogers. My inability to breathe causes me to not be able to sleep between night feedings for my son. Which also means my husband has to hear me blow the horn(what it sounds like when I blow my nose). Which has even startled my son awake also. Which means no sleep -bitchy mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3* Nasty Lady a the 99cents store!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my son and I ran into 99 cents store for a hairbrush for my daughter since she thought it would be fun to use it outside to do god knows what with her friends. My son and I get in line where a lady and her husband are almost finished being rung up. Then decide that they forgot something. Run back and get it come up to the register and ask "How much it is" are you f**king kidding me. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We are at the 99cents store!&lt;/span&gt; Then she lets the checker finish ringing up her products and once told the total proceeds to look in her bag to see how she could have possibly spent so much. At this point I am getting annoyed because i just need to pay for my brush. Then once she is done she hands the checker the money and then wants to take back the money and use some of her spare change! I am about ready to lose it. FINALLY when she hands over the money and I go up to give my brush to the checker she decided she would like to clean out her receipts from her purse in the cashier aisle so I can't move forward to pay. I gave her the dirtiest look and she realized she better hurry the hell up and moved to the side. So my flip off is to all the people who hold up cashier lanes, forget items and expect to hold up the line, pay with change, and just all in all are a pain in the ASS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4* The Heat&lt;br /&gt;All the sudden California was hit with a heat wave. Yesterday was so hot. I feel the next couple months are going to be hell since we had a late start to warm weather this summer. I hate the heat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5* My husbands fascination with giving the city money!&lt;br /&gt;As I am sitting here getting ready to pay my husbands third traffic ticket in 6 mths. Yes third in six months. I realize we have given over $700 to the city for all the traffic infractions my husband has made. He is known to have a little bit of road rage and yes I hold onto the handle when he drives. But he just has amazing bad luck when it comes to cops and tickets lately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-1842633763108350934?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1842633763108350934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-flip-off.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1842633763108350934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1842633763108350934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-flip-off.html' title='Friday Flip Off!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TG7W9qZpYiI/AAAAAAAAARc/-vBpA2OOlAY/s72-c/DSC_0247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-5261910242124166464</id><published>2010-08-20T09:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T09:32:59.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demeanor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 weeks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little guy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gyno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breastfeeding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast pump'/><title type='text'>7 week old chunker!</title><content type='html'>So today my son is 7 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that time flies when you are having fun. Everyone is madly in love with the little guy and his great attitude and demeanor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG but how he has grown. When he was born her was 5pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TG6rC3WLNuI/AAAAAAAAARM/0IhivAnJfCQ/s1600/IMG_2404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TG6rC3WLNuI/AAAAAAAAARM/0IhivAnJfCQ/s400/IMG_2404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507527460025743074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days after being born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he weighs a whole 8 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TG6rYXThVTI/AAAAAAAAARU/Ls2TNBJBNe4/s1600/DSC_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TG6rYXThVTI/AAAAAAAAARU/Ls2TNBJBNe4/s400/DSC_0665.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507527829381797170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is also wearing the same shirt that now actually fits him good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says he looks so different every day. I guess I do not see it because I am with him 24/7 so I don't see the difference. I do see the weight on him because he is finally out of preemie and in newborn clothes (only took 2 mths).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very healthy and when he is actually awake is a little caricature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on me....&lt;br /&gt;Last week I packed up my breast pump and said goodbye. No tears during our goodbye. Just a long talk about how I feel defeated and that she was never a good friend. We included the girls(boobs) in the conversation also as i realize that they played a major part in not producing. We hugged it out and I put her away for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MAYBE&lt;/span&gt; the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of next one. I also went to my 6 weeks gyno check after the baby. I got the all clear to go back to work (like if what I have been doing for the past six weeks is not hard work) and also to have sex with my husband (insert husband with a big grin) with that I right away said "lets talk birth control". So I went on the pill. I have been on it for 5 days and I have to say I think the pressure of making sure I take at the same time every day is alot. especially because it requires me to remember to do it (always forgot my prenatal's during pregnancy). So I think I might go back and ask for the shot. &lt;br /&gt;So that me in a nut shell.&lt;br /&gt;OHHH and I am counting the days till school starts. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;19 days!!!&lt;/span&gt; This is going to be the longest two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-5261910242124166464?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5261910242124166464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-week-old-chunker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5261910242124166464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5261910242124166464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-week-old-chunker.html' title='7 week old chunker!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TG6rC3WLNuI/AAAAAAAAARM/0IhivAnJfCQ/s72-c/IMG_2404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-6205719747392496859</id><published>2010-08-15T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T19:38:54.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kia soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open relationship. relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hamster car'/><title type='text'>My Husbands new girlfriend! (Let Me Explain)</title><content type='html'>So a couple weeks ago after I had my little boy, my husband decided he was going to go out and get himself a new girlfriend! They have been together a month now and I can tell that his feelings grow for her daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes really good care of her.&lt;br /&gt;Buys her things.&lt;br /&gt;Makes sure no one hurts her.&lt;br /&gt;Talks to her daily.&lt;br /&gt;Takes her for long drives.&lt;br /&gt;Even wakes up as early as 6am to get out of bed with me to go and shower her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not aware that he and I have a open relationship. But I guess I will have to live with it since he has committed to her for six years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should introduce everyone to my husbands new girlfriend.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGii3ZTjzQI/AAAAAAAAARE/5X_TWuHrAkE/s1600/DSC_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGii3ZTjzQI/AAAAAAAAARE/5X_TWuHrAkE/s400/DSC_0505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505829617029860610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes he want out and bought himself a new car! (This is the new Kia Soul...Better known as the Hamster car from the commercial with the song "You can get with this or you can get with that")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in his defense he had his old car for 6 1/2 years and it was good car but lacked the nice things like power windows and A/C. Not only that but I hated to drive in it and complained all the time if we went anywhere in it. I also never drove the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I will have to share my husbands time with another women. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-6205719747392496859?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6205719747392496859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-husbands-new-girlfriend-let-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6205719747392496859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6205719747392496859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-husbands-new-girlfriend-let-me.html' title='My Husbands new girlfriend! (Let Me Explain)'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGii3ZTjzQI/AAAAAAAAARE/5X_TWuHrAkE/s72-c/DSC_0505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-7743797895937359075</id><published>2010-08-11T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T13:16:01.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pacimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fussy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little peanut Boutique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pacifier'/><title type='text'>Amazing Product!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday my little man was a little fussy (literally the first time) and we decided to give him his new pacifier. Yes he uses a pacifier. I don't think there is anything wrong with them as long as you take them away at a decent time. Not when they are 4-5. My daughter used one until she was two and then the pacifier fairy came and took it away. Plus she has no problems with her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we gave my son his monkey pacifier and he loved it. Here is proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGMBaQjQoJI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VP7PKhBLmQk/s1600/DSC_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGMBaQjQoJI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VP7PKhBLmQk/s320/DSC_0562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504244720207962258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGMBSMagxpI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KJFdg9nge2A/s1600/DSC_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGMBSMagxpI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KJFdg9nge2A/s320/DSC_0560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504244581658576530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGMBFwZAcnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NlldeT4Ri_I/s1600/DSC_0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGMBFwZAcnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NlldeT4Ri_I/s320/DSC_0559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504244367977640562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGMA9wRWHsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/26bhpTekZtM/s1600/DSC_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGMA9wRWHsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/26bhpTekZtM/s320/DSC_0558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504244230506553026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an innovative new pacifier that combines a medical-grade silicone pacifier with a soft light stuffed toy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes in many different animals like piggy, cat, rhino, lamb and many more. I like the monkey because we call our son monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carry this product in our store littlepeanutboutique.com&lt;br /&gt;under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://littlepeanutboutique.com/pacimals.html&lt;br /&gt;check them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-7743797895937359075?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7743797895937359075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/amazing-product.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7743797895937359075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7743797895937359075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/amazing-product.html' title='Amazing Product!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TGMBaQjQoJI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VP7PKhBLmQk/s72-c/DSC_0562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-7500533917976781100</id><published>2010-08-08T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T15:39:00.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean bbq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa ana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short rib tacos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kogi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcake camp oc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dos chinos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roach coach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Quest to find the best Roach Coach food!</title><content type='html'>My family and I have been on a quest to find the best roach coach food!&lt;br /&gt;Ok let me explain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never eat of one of those no name trucks you see in the alley or pulling up to a warehouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that don't know there are a ton of trucks out there that are considered the gourmet food trucks of OC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most famous I would say would be Kogi. A Korean BBQ that is AMAZING! There short rib taco's are the best ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided yesterday to venture out of our comfort zone and check out another taco truck called Dos Chinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found that they were going to be at the Old Court House in Santa Ana(also out of our comfort zone). So we jumped in the car and headed off for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there we expected a line like we stand in when we follow the Kogi truck (sometimes over a hour wait...yes for a taco truck. It is that good). There was no one at all. It was a ghost town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We find parking behind the truck and set off to buy our tacos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF79zqrPaTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/TMedbWuw6sA/s1600/DSC_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF79zqrPaTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/TMedbWuw6sA/s320/DSC_0504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503114858764134706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decide on our taco's and we had heard about their amazing fries. So we ordered those also.&lt;br /&gt;The first tacos we ordered are the Dos Chinos Carne Asada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF7-Tb7IeoI/AAAAAAAAAPg/doO_gYBxflM/s1600/DSC_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF7-Tb7IeoI/AAAAAAAAAPg/doO_gYBxflM/s320/DSC_0541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503115404560071298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The were pretty good. My daughter loves Kogi and she was not impressed. I could tell cause she ate the tortilla instead of the meat.&lt;br /&gt;Then we ordered Garden Grove Short Rib (left) and the Hollywood Chicken (on the right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF8xxdSRBlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LEpXcScbJLo/s1600/DSC_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF8xxdSRBlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LEpXcScbJLo/s320/DSC_0544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503171995414627922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Garden Grove Tacos were horrible. The Hollywood chicken taco was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;It was thai coconut curry chicken with tamarind sour cream sauce. OMG! I wanted more!&lt;br /&gt;Then the Garlic Fries. I did not like them. But my husband and daughter said they were OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF8wW3oeiFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/FBDMyUJ8GqI/s1600/DSC_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF8wW3oeiFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/FBDMyUJ8GqI/s320/DSC_0545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503170439119013970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made this a family event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF8wvEoOjiI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gkQ-pOrPAf0/s1600/DSC_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF8wvEoOjiI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gkQ-pOrPAf0/s320/DSC_0516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503170854924488226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF8w6W53i8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/svSJefCVtOo/s1600/DSC_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF8w6W53i8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/svSJefCVtOo/s320/DSC_0519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503171048808876994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF8xHPM7aGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/8NaEyMLhD9I/s1600/DSC_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF8xHPM7aGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/8NaEyMLhD9I/s320/DSC_0503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503171270079637602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my opinion is that we will go back to the Dos Chinos, but only for the Hollywood Chicken Tacos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the next truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my World!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-7500533917976781100?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7500533917976781100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/quest-to-find-best-roach-coach-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7500533917976781100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7500533917976781100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/quest-to-find-best-roach-coach-food.html' title='Quest to find the best Roach Coach food!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TF79zqrPaTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/TMedbWuw6sA/s72-c/DSC_0504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-6096971469898610026</id><published>2010-08-06T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T13:53:23.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fenugreek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french toast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 weeks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breastfeeding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumping'/><title type='text'>My little peanut is 5 weeks old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxvhJmIDLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0MUtLRbAG-U/s1600/DSC_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxvhJmIDLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0MUtLRbAG-U/s320/DSC_0422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502395460042099890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not believe how fast time goes. My little monkey is 5 weeks old today. &lt;br /&gt;He is no longer my wrinkled up baby. He is filling in his skin perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a amazing baby. I really am lucky. We call him the grunter because he is always grunting. My daughter says he is growling (that could be because she is going through a animal faze right now herself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since getting my new camera I have been taking pictures of all his little features&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxwNfEsRrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/hQ17Uo4yT5g/s1600/DSC_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxwNfEsRrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/hQ17Uo4yT5g/s320/DSC_0386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502396221721691826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxyRXUBKuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZYmqD9NnIQg/s1600/DSC_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxyRXUBKuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZYmqD9NnIQg/s320/DSC_0387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502398487381224162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxyglEWAtI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BVbmMr-S4xk/s1600/DSC_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxyglEWAtI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BVbmMr-S4xk/s320/DSC_0354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502398748771615442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxyqrVXuhI/AAAAAAAAAOw/yQJ-xEPGcUk/s1600/DSC_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxyqrVXuhI/AAAAAAAAAOw/yQJ-xEPGcUk/s320/DSC_0363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502398922252335634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxy3Ov-h-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/hSXhoX-kagE/s1600/DSC_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxy3Ov-h-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/hSXhoX-kagE/s320/DSC_0306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502399137917601762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I LOVE LOVE LOVE taking pictures of his little feet!&lt;br /&gt;I do also take some face shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxzJZ6hfVI/AAAAAAAAAPA/y6hAqyINChY/s1600/DSC_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxzJZ6hfVI/AAAAAAAAAPA/y6hAqyINChY/s320/DSC_0404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502399450152271186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxzUT6TrSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RsaL_bRWYz8/s1600/DSC_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxzUT6TrSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RsaL_bRWYz8/s320/DSC_0405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502399637519314210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think he has a "no picture policy" like his momma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxzlU5kmoI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/bKhkUtzrnS0/s1600/DSC_0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxzlU5kmoI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/bKhkUtzrnS0/s320/DSC_0400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502399929842440834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my new camera! I know it was pricey, but well worth the investment! Who know maybe I will take up photography!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on me post baby....&lt;br /&gt;I am still having a issue with breastfeeding. I can only get about a ounce out of the left boobie and half a oz out of the right. This means my son gets at least a couple bottles of breast milk a day. I am pumping, which I have to say is a pain the a**! I hate having to sit there for 30 minutes with my boob exposed and being violently sucked into a contraption that does not give me the results I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been taking the Fenugreek daily. Which is supposed to help bring in the milk flow. I don't think it is working. Funny thing about the pill is it makes me smell like french toast. No really my pee, sweat, hair everything smells like syrup. My daughter smelled my arm yesterday and said "mommy you smell like syrup". My husband went into the restroom after me using it (going number 1) and he said the bathroom smells like french toast. Then later that afternoon he said your hair smells like syrup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I smell yummy and not like s**t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my son (and my other two kids). And enjoy being able to work from home while i take care of everyone. Even if it does get crazy around here sometimes (who am I kidding) all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-6096971469898610026?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6096971469898610026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-little-peanut-is-5-weeks-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6096971469898610026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6096971469898610026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-little-peanut-is-5-weeks-old.html' title='My little peanut is 5 weeks old!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFxvhJmIDLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0MUtLRbAG-U/s72-c/DSC_0422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-7426860286577576860</id><published>2010-08-05T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:21:59.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stroller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winner'/><title type='text'>I won my first giveaway!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited...I won my first giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I was in blog reading mode. I visited and started following a bunch of blogs that I really liked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I noticed a bunch of giveaways and started entering for random things I liked or thought would be nice to win for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I won????&lt;br /&gt;Not a book, bag full of goodies...I won a Frickin Stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safety 1st AeroLite LX Deluxe Stroller (Value $150.00)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFtoBI07ZfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dzig08lyZQA/s1600/500_999_2414_3899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFtoBI07ZfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dzig08lyZQA/s320/500_999_2414_3899.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502105738521830898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we already own a stroller for our little peanut, if I remember correctly my daughter had 4 strollers throughout her stroller life. So I am sure this one will come in handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will start doing giveaways on my blog as it was fun to enter and I am sure we can find some great products from our store littlepeanutboutique.com (shameless plug)!&lt;br /&gt;Stay Posted&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my World!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-7426860286577576860?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7426860286577576860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-won-my-first-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7426860286577576860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7426860286577576860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-won-my-first-giveaway.html' title='I won my first giveaway!!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFtoBI07ZfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dzig08lyZQA/s72-c/500_999_2414_3899.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-53490998974438341</id><published>2010-08-03T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T12:56:40.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irvine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast cupcake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken and waffle cupcake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family. cupcake camp oc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bacon cupcake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my delight cup cakery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daighter'/><title type='text'>CuPCaKe OvErLoAd!</title><content type='html'>Sunday my family and I (I think I was the most excited) decided we were going to attend the Cupcake Camp OC event in Irvine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the last minute my daughter decided to go swimming at her friends house so I thought ok maybe we won't go and catch up on our sleep! No Way! I can never turn down a good cupcake! So my husband and I decided to go without my daughter (even though I knew she would be mad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we set off and got there before the event started at 3pm and first there was NO parking at the hotel. Then the line to get into the event was huge. Lucky for us when you had a stroller you had to take the elevator instead of the stairs like the majority of people and we managed to get in right away and had to stand in no line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You paid $10 to get in(went to a good charity) and got three raffle tickets that got you gourmet cupcakes and then you could have unlimited amateur cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhWtioGVCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eDYSDgypf48/s1600/DSC_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhWtioGVCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eDYSDgypf48/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501242285222155298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place was packed! We should not have brought the stroller! Even though it got us to the front of the line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some images of some amazing cupcakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhr87Jql1I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uEPRbtBFV7Y/s1600/DSC_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhr87Jql1I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uEPRbtBFV7Y/s320/DSC_0315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501265639247615826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhsJxzhVkI/AAAAAAAAAMY/fhO9k7JWJyg/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhsJxzhVkI/AAAAAAAAAMY/fhO9k7JWJyg/s320/DSC_0316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501265860077114946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhsYBcvftI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5aD-5hJiZTw/s1600/DSC_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhsYBcvftI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5aD-5hJiZTw/s320/DSC_0318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501266104794709714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhs-NZpToI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yhowjLkADUs/s1600/DSC_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhs-NZpToI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yhowjLkADUs/s320/DSC_0319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501266760837975682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhtIo79WVI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gaHHoGb9vqk/s1600/DSC_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhtIo79WVI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gaHHoGb9vqk/s320/DSC_0323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501266940028344658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhtYRJF99I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Z8LmPw3YjGA/s1600/DSC_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhtYRJF99I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Z8LmPw3YjGA/s320/DSC_0325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501267208518891474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YOU ARE READING THAT RIGHT...CHICKEN AND WAFFLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cupcake displays were great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhudiPKU6I/AAAAAAAAANA/ZpKky2fmpz0/s1600/DSC_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhudiPKU6I/AAAAAAAAANA/ZpKky2fmpz0/s320/DSC_0328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501268398518719394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhuqXDfLbI/AAAAAAAAANI/XEj_4KHlZQA/s1600/DSC_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhuqXDfLbI/AAAAAAAAANI/XEj_4KHlZQA/s320/DSC_0339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501268618855263666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhu0JJ22fI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sm4MPhhZBDs/s1600/DSC_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhu0JJ22fI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sm4MPhhZBDs/s320/DSC_0340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501268786922576370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my husband was getting into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFh0TobsEmI/AAAAAAAAAOA/BEzQOxYSSGw/s1600/DSC_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFh0TobsEmI/AAAAAAAAAOA/BEzQOxYSSGw/s320/DSC_0332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501274825452950114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we found the cupcake of all cupcakes. I mean this was the best cupcake I have ever tasted. Made by a company called My Delight Cup Cakery. It is called the breakfast cucpake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhwqx7EiBI/AAAAAAAAANg/w7ghcphF82E/s1600/DSC_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhwqx7EiBI/AAAAAAAAANg/w7ghcphF82E/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501270825090975762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that is bacon on this cupcake. Read the ingredients. This was the best. My husband was nice enough to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhydp74WdI/AAAAAAAAANo/xrqcxjZIuvo/s1600/DSC_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhydp74WdI/AAAAAAAAANo/xrqcxjZIuvo/s320/DSC_0342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501272798631844306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhypgPXIRI/AAAAAAAAANw/MLv6T1d54DQ/s1600/DSC_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhypgPXIRI/AAAAAAAAANw/MLv6T1d54DQ/s320/DSC_0343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501273002187628818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorites was a cupcake made by a amateur. It was a peanut butter and jelly cupcake. It had strawberry jelly inside the cupcake when you bit into it. OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhzFmCX5bI/AAAAAAAAAN4/oXxjTBEF8jA/s1600/DSC_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhzFmCX5bI/AAAAAAAAAN4/oXxjTBEF8jA/s320/DSC_0345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501273484780103090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good time. it was very crowded and next year should be at a bigger venue and they surely got the crowd. People came in with Tupperware to take home their cupcakes. We were not prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can never turn down the opportunity to sample cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-53490998974438341?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/53490998974438341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/cupcake-overload.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/53490998974438341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/53490998974438341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/cupcake-overload.html' title='CuPCaKe OvErLoAd!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFhWtioGVCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eDYSDgypf48/s72-c/DSC_0336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-129404408358388771</id><published>2010-08-02T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T13:15:57.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orange county fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa monica pier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grand babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san diego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcake camp oc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Saturday Night with the Family!</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning we woke up and were very excited to being going to a Cupcake Camp OC event(more info to come). Till I realized that the event was not Saturday but actually Sunday. My brain just does not work right lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my husband and I were sitting at the dinning room table eating breakfast when we decided we were going to go to San Diego for the day. After looking up the city and seeing what there was to do besides the zoo and sea world, we decided that it was not the best place to take the kids for the day and they they would be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after awhile we decided to take my daughter and my nephew to the Santa Monica Pier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFchJ565O4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/qS4iZ4bKryg/s1600/DSC_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFchJ565O4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/qS4iZ4bKryg/s320/DSC_0273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500901923906730882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first we had to make a pit stop at grandma and grandpa since they live out that way and have dinner together so they can see their grand babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed off for a fun night (for the kids that is)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFch00jWvzI/AAAAAAAAALA/LGWfuLZD2z4/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFch00jWvzI/AAAAAAAAALA/LGWfuLZD2z4/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500902661200199474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids got on the rides right away and were having a blast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFciQyfhl-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/PKo2b5FIZ-Y/s1600/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFciQyfhl-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/PKo2b5FIZ-Y/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500903141683599330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFciEkJ-muI/AAAAAAAAALI/sr62LXMz6go/s1600/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFciEkJ-muI/AAAAAAAAALI/sr62LXMz6go/s320/DSC_0164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500902931676699362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter had such a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFci6o7mPmI/AAAAAAAAALY/DFXpVeSfq_g/s1600/DSC_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFci6o7mPmI/AAAAAAAAALY/DFXpVeSfq_g/s320/DSC_0226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500903860671495778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she saw this stuffed toy she has been wanting since we went to the Orange County Fair.&lt;br /&gt;So she enlisted her father to win her and her cousin a Domo doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFcjlxYbdqI/AAAAAAAAALg/Z6qF7W-IEXc/s1600/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFcjlxYbdqI/AAAAAAAAALg/Z6qF7W-IEXc/s320/DSC_0212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500904601674282658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pleased to say it only required two plays and $6.00. Good Job babe!&lt;br /&gt;toward the end of the night everyone was getting tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFcm42ew7cI/AAAAAAAAALo/hQPjVUUbklU/s1600/DSC_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFcm42ew7cI/AAAAAAAAALo/hQPjVUUbklU/s320/DSC_0266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500908227995430338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funnest thing was when my son showed my husband how he felt about being there and not being able to ride any of the rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFcnNFlzPEI/AAAAAAAAALw/uEk2mWNVdhY/s1600/DSC_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFcnNFlzPEI/AAAAAAAAALw/uEk2mWNVdhY/s320/DSC_0244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500908575648857154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASSIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all we had a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-129404408358388771?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/129404408358388771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/saturday-night-with-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/129404408358388771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/129404408358388771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/saturday-night-with-family.html' title='Saturday Night with the Family!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFchJ565O4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/qS4iZ4bKryg/s72-c/DSC_0273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-7854251741861800997</id><published>2010-08-01T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T13:18:04.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melting Pot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digital camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paparazzi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Date Night!</title><content type='html'>This Friday my husband was in a amazing mood! He normally is always in a good mood but today was unlike any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First he called me at his lunch break and said he was buying us this high tech camera that I have been wanting for a long time. I call it the paparazzi camera as it is not a digital camera but one that is used by the paparazzi when they get your favorite celebrity shot. I told him not to as it was very expensive but he did it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a couple hours later he called to say that he wanted to take me on a date night tonight and to see if my mom could watch my daughter and the baby. Of course my mother jumped on the opportunity to watch the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband came home and we got ready to head off on our date night to the Melting Pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have never been there before and we were very excited as we had heard great things. We just honestly could never get up the urge to spend over $100 on dinner for the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there and had the most amazing dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFXVyu2DxbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-bGfDIDegKI/s1600/fondue_or_dont_expensive_memor_p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFXVyu2DxbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-bGfDIDegKI/s320/fondue_or_dont_expensive_memor_p1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500537587447874994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFXV7C1pPDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aLf_lTwRlXU/s1600/the-melting-pot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFXV7C1pPDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aLf_lTwRlXU/s320/the-melting-pot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500537730253798450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFXWDPoTwXI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iCTUsHBcAkI/s1600/0416-melting-pot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFXWDPoTwXI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iCTUsHBcAkI/s320/0416-melting-pot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500537871126479218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had great conversation and great food. And I have to say was well worth the $100 for great food and a great night with my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said we could have gone out after but just could not wait to get back to our little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Honey for a Great Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-7854251741861800997?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7854251741861800997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/date-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7854251741861800997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7854251741861800997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/date-night.html' title='Date Night!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFXVyu2DxbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-bGfDIDegKI/s72-c/fondue_or_dont_expensive_memor_p1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-8393327799807049132</id><published>2010-07-28T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T19:09:28.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bounce house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peeing in public'/><title type='text'>First Public Urination!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we decided to take my daughter to our local indoor bounce house for their weekly "Glow Night". This is a indoor bounce house were they turn off all the lights give the kids a ton of glow sticks and turn on blacklights and loud music. My daughter LOVED IT!!!!! $8.00 spent wisely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I decided to sit out in the waiting room because we had the baby with us. We sat out in the waiting room and talked. Then the baby got hungry so we feed him. I decided I would change him since it had been a little bit since I had changed his diaper. Changed his diaper and handed him to my husband. All the sudden the baby made a loud grunt and then we smelled it. I HAD JUST CHANGED HIM  MINUTE AGO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my husband said I will do it. So we get out another diaper and wipes and my husband goes in for the kill. He cleans all the poop up and then all the sudden my little peanuts starts peeing everywhere. And when I say everywhere I mean everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;On me, my husband, himself and even the wall next to him. He is looking up at his dad like "OH yeah that feels nice". Until it gets on his face and then he makes the weird look like "What the hell was that".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I are cracking up at the big puddle he has created on the floor (which dripped down the wall into a massive puddle)See picture.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFDisXs7p8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/F06joogezCg/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFDisXs7p8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/F06joogezCg/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499144396923971522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We immediately start to look around at who has seen my son in all his glory and realize no ones know what happened. We start to clean up the evidence but not before my husband whipped out his camera to take a picture of his sons first public urination. I say first because I have a feeling somehow that this will not be his last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome To My World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFChoc90ahI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GCmoZxinsDY/s1600/Manneken_Pis_(crop).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFChoc90ahI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GCmoZxinsDY/s320/Manneken_Pis_(crop).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499072861361695250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-8393327799807049132?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8393327799807049132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-public-urination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/8393327799807049132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/8393327799807049132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-public-urination.html' title='First Public Urination!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TFDisXs7p8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/F06joogezCg/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-2506441199948119482</id><published>2010-07-23T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:08:26.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='three weeks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fighter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Three Weeks!</title><content type='html'>OMG! Where did the time go. I can't believe that my little guy is three weeks old today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also can not believe how much he has gone through in the short amount of time he has been alive(hospital scare, uv light, losing weight, etc). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a fighter just like the rest of my little ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my husband that our kids all have been early, all had some MINOR difficulties because of being early but were all made with .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEm9_zyst0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/0yXmABDrf2Y/s1600/Scan_Pic0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEm9_zyst0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/0yXmABDrf2Y/s320/Scan_Pic0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497133724114663234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes those are my little boys feet at 11 days old with mine and my husbands wedding rings on his big toe. Cute right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Three Week Birthday Tai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-2506441199948119482?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2506441199948119482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/three-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/2506441199948119482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/2506441199948119482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/three-weeks.html' title='Three Weeks!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEm9_zyst0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/0yXmABDrf2Y/s72-c/Scan_Pic0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-6510973733690067177</id><published>2010-07-20T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T15:36:27.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spoiled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jaundice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uv light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='billie blanket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 week check up'/><title type='text'>First day without my other half!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was my first day without my other half. My husband has been home with me for almost three weeks. And I have been spoiled for three weeks. But yesterday that all ended for me when the alarm went off at 5:30 in the morning. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was originally supposed to go back to work this Monday but for anyone that reads this blog know that we had a little scare on Friday's 2 weeks check up for my son. This required us to go back in on Monday to see if he had gained weight and also the jaundice had gone away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend my little guy spent most of his weekend on his uv light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEZpuSbga5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rko9r7AHybE/s1600/IMG_2520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEZpuSbga5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rko9r7AHybE/s320/IMG_2520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496196639194377106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am proud to say that he gained 3 oz's and also has no trace of jaundice. Thank you GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that my son loved sleeping on his billie blanket (UV LIGHT). And I am sad to see it go as I think it helped him sleep at night. Look how relaxed he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEd1vSKwvII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rtMhRReka5I/s1600/IMG_2523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEd1vSKwvII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rtMhRReka5I/s320/IMG_2523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496491325420256386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since all is well with my son my husband went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately missed him after he left for the day and wished he would come back. The day was forever long but he called many times and texted to check on everyone. My son is a very easy going baby and really only cries to eat (if you even call it a cry)so the day was really easy. Although I did notice that I am very tired today for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he did come home he immediately went for the baby and about 15 minutes later gave me a kiss hello! Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was easy also since my son sleeps and majority of the time and my daughter has been outside playing with our neighbor. Gotta love the neighborhood kids that keep my daughter busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-6510973733690067177?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6510973733690067177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-day-without-my-other-half.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6510973733690067177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6510973733690067177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-day-without-my-other-half.html' title='First day without my other half!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEZpuSbga5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rko9r7AHybE/s72-c/IMG_2520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-3686682931014616830</id><published>2010-07-19T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:12:46.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest Blogger of the Family</title><content type='html'>For anyone who reads my blog you know that my best friend/husband really is a great father and a amazing husband(and I am not the only one that thinks so). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for awhile he pushed me to share my crazy life with everyone out in cyber world and start a blog. At the time I thought...NO WAY. That is just one more thing I have to add to my collection of things on my daily to do list. Then I though what the hell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life With My Little Peanuts was born!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pleased to say that this morning my husband woke up with a epiphany to join me in the blogging world and start his own blog. I love to see him so passionate, determined, excited about doing something other then making gorgeous babies ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he set off this morning on creating his Rocking Dad Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://rockingdad.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did decide to squeeze in a little cat nap in between working on it to take a little nap with our newest addition Tai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEUFNa1SFJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/M-Hd5iLnVoo/s1600/IMG_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEUFNa1SFJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/M-Hd5iLnVoo/s320/IMG_2527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495804648374801554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they look alike? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join him in his adventures of being a edgy, funny, rocker dad and husband. And get the other side to all of my crazy stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck Honey...and before you hit publish i must approve of everything you write about me! J/K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-3686682931014616830?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3686682931014616830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/newest-blogger-of-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3686682931014616830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3686682931014616830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/newest-blogger-of-family.html' title='Newest Blogger of the Family'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEUFNa1SFJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/M-Hd5iLnVoo/s72-c/IMG_2527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-163749429891123203</id><published>2010-07-17T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T08:42:02.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Crazy Day in My Life!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was two weeks since my son was born, so he had his two week check up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to do a day of doctors. We scheduled a two weeks check up for Tai, physical for my daughter and then the two week check up for me (standard with c-section).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tai and Emma's appointment was at 9 and 9:30. They have the same pediatrician and we love her. We get to the Dr's about 5 minutes late(typical Lopez Family) and they tell us to get the baby naked and that they will see him first since he will take longer then my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have been a little concerned about how much he is eating because as you can tell from previous posts that I have been having issues breastfeeding. Not the latching on but that I think I am not producing enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get the little guy naked and put him on the scale....&lt;br /&gt;Now he weighed 5pds 6 oz at birth. Four days later he weighed 5pds 2oz (which they say is normal that they loss weight after being born) and then at the two week check up they should have gained it all back. Well my son weighed 5pds exactly. So they send us to the room and we wait for the Dr to come in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEHKgTPbkUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/78ilBY8nHDo/s1600/IMG_2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEHKgTPbkUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/78ilBY8nHDo/s320/IMG_2513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494895676638335298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it the Dr rushed in and sat down and said Mr's Lopez we are going to have to admit Tai to the hospital. Well peeps I have to say I lost it. I remember holding Tai in my arms at the time and immediately starting to hyperventilate. I don't remember anything she said to me after except Hospital, Dehydrated, IV, Jaundice. All at once. This is alot to handle for a mom working on limited sleep already battling the fact that breastfeeding is really not going well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my husband and her say "Calm down, don't drop the baby!" since I had him in my arms. The Dr grabs him and my husband rushes over to calm me down. We start talking about what is happening which the Dr says that because Tai is a Preemie he lacks the ability to suck hard enough to get enough milk. Which is causing him to not get enough fluids and also the Jaundice. She says before she send us to the hospital that she would like us to offer him the dreaded F word.....Formula! And see if he will take to it and also draw blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She whips out a bottle of formula and my husband steps in to feed him (as I am still crying and a mess). Tai first makes this ugly stank face when he gets it into his mouth and then immediately starts gulping it down. Within 5 minutes he has finished the bottle which was 2ozs. So the Dr says based on that what she will do is send us home to supplement feed Tai over the weekend and also send us home with a BILLY blanket for the Jaundice (this is a UV light for babies with Jaundice that they sleep on all day long). So with a sigh of relief we agree to do whatever needed to get Tai healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we run off to the lad to draw his blood(dad had to take him because I could not see them poke my little guy). My daughter got her chance to get her physical (I think with all the commotion that we almost forgot about her physical) but she made sure to rock the paper gown like no other little girl. I love her and her fashion sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEHN3qzR_nI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4Aaw2QQZNPo/s1600/IMG_2515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEHN3qzR_nI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4Aaw2QQZNPo/s320/IMG_2515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494899376634592882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overnight my son has been formula fed and sleeping on a UV light a he seems to be doing much better. Monday we will find out if he needs to be hospitalized. Keep your fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-163749429891123203?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/163749429891123203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-crazy-day-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/163749429891123203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/163749429891123203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-crazy-day-in-my-life.html' title='Another Crazy Day in My Life!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEHKgTPbkUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/78ilBY8nHDo/s72-c/IMG_2513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-2264699278324358324</id><published>2010-07-15T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T07:56:32.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><title type='text'>My two adorable children!</title><content type='html'>My daughter Emma has been alot of help for me with the baby. She will throw away a diaper, give him his pacifier, get his bottle, hold him, kiss and cuddle him and even help put him to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEByzMJJZWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MQ_L4nEp8Oo/s1600/IMG_2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEByzMJJZWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MQ_L4nEp8Oo/s320/IMG_2411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494517769150489954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is no guarantee that she won't fall asleep herself after a long day of helping her mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TD_MjMSB-CI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9jrmFjTAzio/s1600/IMG_2410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TD_MjMSB-CI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9jrmFjTAzio/s320/IMG_2410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494334975379634210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I love my kids.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-2264699278324358324?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2264699278324358324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-two-adorable-children.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/2264699278324358324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/2264699278324358324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-two-adorable-children.html' title='My two adorable children!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TEByzMJJZWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MQ_L4nEp8Oo/s72-c/IMG_2411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-7819211715835703889</id><published>2010-07-14T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:47:08.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supportive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TLC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><title type='text'>Feeling Spoiled!</title><content type='html'>So these past 12 days I have felt really lucky and a little spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I have my little boy 12 days ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TD4Ci2gTl6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/oofE0rqAbfk/s1600/IMG_2470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TD4Ci2gTl6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/oofE0rqAbfk/s320/IMG_2470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493831393208407970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I also got to have my husband home with me for two weeks....&lt;br /&gt;He decided that he was going to stay home for two weeks when the baby was born. Now he is on vacation from work but has taken another job for the two weeks. MR MOM!!!! He not only has been a hands on dad for the new baby and my daughter (who is connected to him by the hip when he is home) but has cooked, cleaned and does the laundry!!! Yes I said does the laundry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday he will head back off to work and I have to say I am not looking forward to it one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that even though we are home together we have not spent any together time (I don't mean sex dirty people. I know we have to wait the six weeks). I mean these past 12 days have been so busy that even a hug and a kiss seems like a lifetime ago. &lt;br /&gt;*Babe if you are reading this then I need some TLC! Also in case I have not told you recently....You are the best husband and father and wife or child could ask for! Thank you for being supportive during these crazy couple days when I have cried and even when I have yelled. SORRY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-7819211715835703889?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7819211715835703889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-spoiled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7819211715835703889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7819211715835703889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-spoiled.html' title='Feeling Spoiled!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TD4Ci2gTl6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/oofE0rqAbfk/s72-c/IMG_2470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-20541669303184352</id><published>2010-07-12T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:02:45.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Issues Breastfeeding</title><content type='html'>Today is not a good day for me!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am having trouble with breastfeeding. I never breastfed my other two kids but with this baby I promised myself and my husband that I would at least try and breastfeed. I wanted to make sure I at least got him the colostrum (medicine my husband calls it). I feel I accomplished that. And have strictly breastfed for the past 10 days of his life but I am getting the feeling that my little guy is not getting enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that he is considered a premie and they take longer to adjust, but I feel that he is not getting enough milk. My breast never feel full like some of the blog and forums say they should. He nurses and then seems hungry again right away. I also have tried to pump and only get 1oz out of both of them. I have read that a newborn his age should be eating 2-3 oz every couple hours. Also he is still pooping green and should be in the yellow stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue for me has seriously caused me to have panic attacks that my little guy is lacking in a major way the nutrition he needs to function. I want to continue to breastfeed as I know the benefits. But I also do not want to constantly worry that he is not getting enough. This really has a way of making me feel like a failure as a mother and provider. I have never wished to be called or though of as a cow until now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we all make it look this cool like Angelina Jolie. With shades in her cabana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDs8hr78i5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TM89EPDyTTs/s1600/jolie-breast-feeding-436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDs8hr78i5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TM89EPDyTTs/s320/jolie-breast-feeding-436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493050719935957906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breastfeeding is not fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my World!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-20541669303184352?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/20541669303184352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/issues-breastfeeding.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/20541669303184352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/20541669303184352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/issues-breastfeeding.html' title='Issues Breastfeeding'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDs8hr78i5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TM89EPDyTTs/s72-c/jolie-breast-feeding-436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-7936775253280928504</id><published>2010-07-11T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T17:33:21.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One week old newborn and 6 year old bored child!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDpd_LZJPEI/AAAAAAAAAII/GqmUKI9fHD0/s1600/IMG_2439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDpd_LZJPEI/AAAAAAAAAII/GqmUKI9fHD0/s320/IMG_2439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492806035503135810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDpd0XACd1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/IW4-ncS4JD8/s1600/IMG_2429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDpd0XACd1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/IW4-ncS4JD8/s320/IMG_2429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492805849640499026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have officially hit the one week mark with our newest little peanut Tai! I have to say that he is a very good baby. He sleeps and eats well. Hardly ever cries except to tell us that he is hungry or wet/dirty diaper. I hope we can continue on this path as I have heard from people they had a great newborn and that all changed after a couple weeks. Crossing my fingers and toes that I don't have this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My six year old is another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDpij9S9DXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qnNjSTIJJv8/s1600/IMG_2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDpij9S9DXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qnNjSTIJJv8/s320/IMG_2446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492811065420746098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is having a hard time adjusting to a new brother in the house and the fact that we try and stay home as much as possible (except to eat and I have gone to Target to get diapers). She wants to go places and do things. Lucky for me my husband has been and is home for another week. I wish it was longer but I will make the most of this next week and the help with both of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to put my daughter three times a week into the boys and girls club because she is just so bored this summer. And we still have about 7 weeks till we are back at school. She is very excited as the days I have picked for her to go are days when they go to Knotts, wild rivers, etc. So she will get her fix of friends and fun things to do in the summer. But OMG is it expensive. I mean for 6 weeks it is going to cost about $500. That is alot of dough! But I think worth it when it comes to her whining that she is bored and wants to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to My World!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-7936775253280928504?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7936775253280928504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-week-old-newborn-and-6-year-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7936775253280928504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7936775253280928504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-week-old-newborn-and-6-year-old.html' title='One week old newborn and 6 year old bored child!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDpd_LZJPEI/AAAAAAAAAII/GqmUKI9fHD0/s72-c/IMG_2439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-2217139680205107325</id><published>2010-07-07T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T18:55:27.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Newest Little Peanut Has Made His Arrival</title><content type='html'>Fellow Readers....It has been 6 days since my last confession I mean blog! Alot has happened since last Thursday. The Most Important.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDTm_lBvmSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lZ9MQuFXnNg/s1600/IMG_2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDTm_lBvmSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lZ9MQuFXnNg/s320/IMG_2392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491267825617049890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR NEWEST LITTLE PEANUT WAS BORN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made his grand entrance just they way I thought! Early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to tell everyone the story. Once I get up the energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just want to sit back and enjoy the newest member of my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-2217139680205107325?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2217139680205107325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-newest-little-peanut-has-made-his.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/2217139680205107325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/2217139680205107325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-newest-little-peanut-has-made-his.html' title='Our Newest Little Peanut Has Made His Arrival'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TDTm_lBvmSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lZ9MQuFXnNg/s72-c/IMG_2392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-6349522648899036902</id><published>2010-07-01T10:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:01:42.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Another week almost done!</title><content type='html'>I can not believe is is Thursday. Where did the week go? Where did the month go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we are halfway through the year is just crazy. Now the fact that I have been pregnant almost a year is just as crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weeks are going by fast but I just wonder what other moms do with their children all summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter has been out of school for almost two weeks and she is driving me a little crazy. Everyday she says she is bored and has nothing to do. Yet this week I have taken her to the park twice and the pool yesterday for almost 3 1/2 hours. Mind you I am supposed to be on bed rest per the Dr (hope he does not read my blog). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to spend as much time with her now before the baby comes as I know my time/patience will be thin once he arrives. I also know it will not be easy to just take her anywhere and everywhere she wants to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do other mothers that don't take their children to daycare survive?&lt;br /&gt;Help any ideas on how to make the next 9 weeks of this go any smoother or even faster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-6349522648899036902?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6349522648899036902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-week-almost-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6349522648899036902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6349522648899036902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-week-almost-done.html' title='Another week almost done!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-5476086069478055084</id><published>2010-06-28T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T14:14:14.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert pattinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepovers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stay at home mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>My No Stess Weekend and Daughters First SleepOver!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had one of those weekends were you and your family have nothing to do. No birthday parties, crazy home improvements, etc. That you can just sit back and watch all the TiVo you want for hours on end! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was this weekend for me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really been trying to take it easy lately as I am getting closer to my scheduled c-section/due date (three weeks from today). This is so much easier for me to say then to actually do as I am just one of those people that needs to have 110 things going at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night my mom and dad did come over for dinner and family movie night. I found this amazing BBQ Beef Sandwich recipe that is made with root beer. Everyone loved it. During dinner we started talking politics which got a little carried away, but once everybody voiced their opinion we all moved on to movie night and dessert. We watched Extraordinary Measures ( a true story about a father who tries to find a cure for a rare disease his children have). It was a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday my family woke up and I made breakfast. One of our family friends called and asked if my son and daughter could come over and go swimming. So I said yes because my husband was going to be tied up watching the one game he has been waiting for during the World Cup (Mexico vs Argentina). And I wanted him to be able to watch it uninterrupted. So off they went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple hours later my daughter called and asked if she could sleepover at her friends house. My immediate reaction was "NO WAY" not my six year old little girl. I told her to let me think about it and I would call her back. MY husband and I discussed it and we both said we have to give in and let her have fun not put her in a bubble. So we called her back and told her yes. The screaming on the phone was obnoxious! She was so thrilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my husband and I settled in for the night. We had dinner alone which was weird as that has not happened in a long time. I made chicken and potatoes in my favorite kitchen appliance the slow cooker. It was amazing. And then we watched Remember Me with Robert Pattinson. Which started out slow but the ending was a shocker. All in all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finished off the night with our favorite show "True Blood". Got to love us some adult vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TCkOrDauACI/AAAAAAAAAHo/b3QrAseNmhU/s1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TCkOrDauACI/AAAAAAAAAHo/b3QrAseNmhU/s200/collage1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487933753742196770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TCkOm3rnf2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/sbDkj12QPf8/s1600/true-blood-pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TCkOm3rnf2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/sbDkj12QPf8/s200/true-blood-pic1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487933681872371554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the show I got this urge to go pick up my little girl as I wanted to tuck her in and give her a kiss goodnight! But I held strong and did not call or drive over there. I decided the best way to help me forget is to go to bed. Also my daughter was going to get dropped off at 7am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when she got home I gave her the biggest hug and I think she grew a little bigger since I saw her yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to My world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-5476086069478055084?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5476086069478055084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-no-stess-weekend-and-daughters-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5476086069478055084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5476086069478055084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-no-stess-weekend-and-daughters-first.html' title='My No Stess Weekend and Daughters First SleepOver!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TCkOrDauACI/AAAAAAAAAHo/b3QrAseNmhU/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-1971704596029490335</id><published>2010-06-25T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:53:44.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prenatal visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delivery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctors'/><title type='text'>I am over all the Dr's Appt's!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So if any of you have been reading my past posts my Dr is on a Medical Mission till July 3rd. So because of our little scare a week ago I had to go in and see his stand in yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I was already not thrilled with this as I was worried he would want to deliver our little one which was a big no no for me as I want my normal Dr who had delivered my daughter and also been my DR for over 10 years to deliver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my Dr is one of those Dr's that has his own office. He does not share with another Dr and all of his staff know me by name. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go yesterday to see the replacement and when I walk in the office I can tell that this is a combo Dr's office. I mean they must have had 5-7 Dr's working in this office. The staff was not nice at all. Very rude to be exact. Once I was taken back to the room the Dr made a appearance, checked the heartbeat and said OK I will see you next week and then you can go back to your normal Dr. I decided I was not going to go back to this replacement next week. What for? So he can charge me a arm and a leg for doing nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to go to fetal test twice a week and see my DR first thing when he comes back. Hopefully by then he will want to do a early c-section as I will already be 37 weeks by then which is considered full term.&lt;br /&gt;Cross my fingers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-1971704596029490335?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1971704596029490335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-over-all-drs-appts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1971704596029490335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1971704596029490335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-over-all-drs-appts.html' title='I am over all the Dr&apos;s Appt&apos;s!!!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-3998507335456001515</id><published>2010-06-24T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:21:15.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fetal testing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stay at home mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>When is enough, Enough!</title><content type='html'>So my husband said to me last night that being almost 36 weeks pregnant and with the little scare we had last week with our little peanut that I should kick my body into cruise control now till he decides to make his grand entrance. I laughed as if me, my body, my children, my mind, my home, my business knows what cruise control even is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proceeded to tell me that I need to stop working (ok I am my own boss so MAYBE I can work on that), stop doing housework like laundry and obsessive nesting (he also promised to take over which I have to see before I commit), and just all in all spending more time on our comfy couch or bed (yeah right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think he understands that I could never sit home all day and do nothing. Now when the baby comes and I have just had a c-section and am healing...OK! But that is also because he will be home with me till I am capable to do all of the above things without his assistance. Since a c-section is major surgery! Plus with a newborn you don't really take them out much when they are first born! Well I guess I should speak for myself as we saw a women with a newborn out (must have been days old) getting ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to the DR's and Fetal testing again this morning. I have been ordered to go to fetal testing twice a week till my Dr gets back and decides if we are going to deliver. A couple days ago I got a statement from my insurance saying that each visit to Fetal testing costs $1700 (yes you are reading that correct). This is for about 20-30 minutes of heartbeat/contraction/movement monitoring of the baby. Now in previous posts I explained that the nurses there are the most amazing nurses. They remind me of a bunch of really great grandmothers. The sad part is that out of all that money I bet they don't even make 5% of it. Sad, very sad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After testing I am going to visit my Dr's stand in while he is on his medical mission. I am a little nervous about that as I am very fond of my Dr and have been going to him for almost 13 years. I don't want any poking down in my privacy area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After todays visit I will see if I can manage a cruise control couple weeks before this little peanut comes into this world. Oh, got a kick out of him. Maybe he agrees with daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-3998507335456001515?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3998507335456001515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-is-enough-enough.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3998507335456001515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3998507335456001515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-is-enough-enough.html' title='When is enough, Enough!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-4089898326662861988</id><published>2010-06-23T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T18:15:55.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maturnity tees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tummy tee&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Great Pregnency Tee's!</title><content type='html'>At our boutique we sell these great Maternity tee's that have been flying off the shelves. Especially the Budda tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TCKwxIUXu-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZNzXxkm4aNI/s1600/organic+buddha+blk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TCKwxIUXu-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZNzXxkm4aNI/s200/organic+buddha+blk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486141654183689186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TCKw-mNEw8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/ECRv-JgOJxc/s1600/organic+tiny+toes+OC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TCKw-mNEw8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/ECRv-JgOJxc/s200/organic+tiny+toes+OC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486141885544448962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out all of our designs at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;littlepeanutboutique.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under PRE BABY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-4089898326662861988?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4089898326662861988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-pregnency-tees.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/4089898326662861988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/4089898326662861988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-pregnency-tees.html' title='Great Pregnency Tee&apos;s!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TCKwxIUXu-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZNzXxkm4aNI/s72-c/organic+buddha+blk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-6769627583497609858</id><published>2010-06-22T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:05:53.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>Second Day Of Summer!</title><content type='html'>So today was a much better summer day for my daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her little cousin was here all day and have been outside playing for HOURS! I of course still have to check in and make sure they are doing good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky that my front yard has a big play yard (slide, tubes, etc) that is fenced in so they can't go near the street. This has kept them busy all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing to listen to the things they will make up to play. Their imagination is great. I remember when I was that little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning they made paper shoes and cards and tried selling them on our street. That did not work. They lowered their prices. Still no takers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought ok we have a ton of candy from the baby shower (we had a candy bar) that we in our house do not need to eat. So I just finished letting them set up a candy shop outside to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter the business woman like her mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want to make enough money to go have ice cream after dinner. I will keep everyone posted as to how much they make. Fingers crossed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-6769627583497609858?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6769627583497609858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/second-day-of-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6769627583497609858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6769627583497609858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/second-day-of-summer.html' title='Second Day Of Summer!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-1353187932129848295</id><published>2010-06-21T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:50:27.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='due date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summerbreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bed rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knotts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disneyland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><title type='text'>Offically Summer Break!</title><content type='html'>So today marked the first day of summer break for my daughter and son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son is 16 years old and has his own plans, friends, "girlfriends", etc. So as summer break approached for him I was not so concerned. Although I did want him to go out and get a job. Which is of no interest to him at 16. But if he want a car on his 17th birthday he better get out and join the work force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter was the main concern for me. I am quickly approaching my due date and get more irritable and tired daily. I knew that trips to Disneyland and Knotts where not a option for me. Which sucks for her because she does not understand how tired I get just walking around for 10 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my whole baby scare last week my doctor has kinda put me on home bed rest till he is back in town on July 5th. So our first day of summer break I wake my daughter up and tell her mommy has a appointment for the baby so we have to go to the hospital. Instead of giving me a hard time she eats her cereal and gets herself dressed and ready. I was concerned she would be bored sitting in the room for 30 minutes while they monitor the baby and then a quick fluid ultrasound. I was so amazed at how well she did. She brought her little penguin and her DS and was a happy girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving the hospital we make a quick stop at Target. I get her a Icee and she did really well at the store (did not ask to buy anything, or complain about how long it was taking). We finally get home and I make her some lunch. After lunch she plays in her room a little bit and then comes out and says she is bored. Now we do not have kids her age in the neighborhood. So it's not like she can go outside and play with her friends. This makes me start to wonder what the heck the next two in a half months are going to be like for her and I. Any suggestions??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-1353187932129848295?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1353187932129848295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/offically-summer-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1353187932129848295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1353187932129848295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/offically-summer-break.html' title='Offically Summer Break!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-8493182895792479401</id><published>2010-06-20T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T15:42:54.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6QZDhd4fI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gK5OltZfJOM/s1600/fathers_day_comments_06.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6QZDhd4fI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gK5OltZfJOM/s200/fathers_day_comments_06.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484980156300648946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fathers Day to all of the amazing fathers out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially my wonderful husband.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will make funny faces with my daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6RDA7V1fI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ONg6gRLRM30/s1600/2years+old+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6RDA7V1fI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ONg6gRLRM30/s200/2years+old+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484980877158372850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride any ride at disneyland 100 times because she loves them or even go to disneyland anytime she wants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6RgQAgQJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U-_4TZgVJs0/s1600/disney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6RgQAgQJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U-_4TZgVJs0/s200/disney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484981379422765202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6TOyCWcKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O8Ivzw6_Mco/s1600/2008+sunday+1102+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6TOyCWcKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O8Ivzw6_Mco/s200/2008+sunday+1102+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484983278342926498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6UyhsQsHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/LMcP7Nibte8/s1600/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6UyhsQsHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/LMcP7Nibte8/s200/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484984991942226034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6XE80lSXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lc8h4sGIc6Q/s1600/IMG_0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6XE80lSXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lc8h4sGIc6Q/s200/IMG_0976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484987507485788530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile for mommy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6R-ggxWFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LHWN3FnTQLs/s1600/7+mths+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6R-ggxWFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LHWN3FnTQLs/s200/7+mths+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484981899249145938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress up with her for halloween....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6TcJ1Fq8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/swKE6TntmfY/s1600/2008+sunday+1102+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6TcJ1Fq8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/swKE6TntmfY/s200/2008+sunday+1102+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484983508068051906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach her about starfish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6T3MGvbTI/AAAAAAAAAGA/J1Bg0Nqr1U4/s1600/DEC08+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6T3MGvbTI/AAAAAAAAAGA/J1Bg0Nqr1U4/s200/DEC08+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484983972535430450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help you finish your ice cream....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6YplhDGNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f3ZpSa3Emos/s1600/IMG_0791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6YplhDGNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f3ZpSa3Emos/s200/IMG_0791.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484989236396628178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickle you to make you smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6Y_5Iet4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cxsL2eRe71k/s1600/IMG_0656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6Y_5Iet4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cxsL2eRe71k/s200/IMG_0656.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484989619619411842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on and on but the bottom line is we are very lucky to have a dad and husband like you.&lt;br /&gt;Your a Great DAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6ZNNmYvCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1AreVe52jec/s1600/IMG_0668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6ZNNmYvCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1AreVe52jec/s200/IMG_0668.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484989848451857442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love You Honey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-8493182895792479401?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8493182895792479401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/8493182895792479401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/8493182895792479401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TB6QZDhd4fI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gK5OltZfJOM/s72-c/fathers_day_comments_06.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-3139931177803826099</id><published>2010-06-17T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T22:06:29.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='34 weeks pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='group b strep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='july'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='c-section'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='due date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fetal stress test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nurse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood pressure'/><title type='text'>Update on 34 weeks visit!!!!</title><content type='html'>So I drop my daughter off at school and head off to the Dr's (by myself). I get there and find out while sitting in the waiting room that my DR is going ofd on a medical mission and is leaving tomorrow. I think Ok no big deal my actual due date if I make my scheduled c-section is July 19th and he will be back on July 5th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they call my name and I go with my favorite nurse ever and she takes me to weigh in. So last visit 4 weeks ago I had lost 4 pounds. This time I gained 3 pounds. Ok no big deal. I go in and pee and meet her in room 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute I walked in I saw on the table a gown and then on the counter a swab (like for your yearly exam). So of course I started to panic. I asked what they were going to do today and she said the Group B Strep Test. Normal at 34 weeks. So I get up on the table and she proceeds to say that my urine looks good and that she will take my blood pressure. As she is taking my blood pressure the look on her face shows signs of worry. She takes off the cuff and moves to the other arm. She finishes and say that my blood pressure is very high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks me to get undressed and lay on my left side and she will leave the blood pressure cuff for the Dr to retake it when he comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to get undressed and can feel the stress. I lay on my left side and stare out the window thinking about almost to the day my daughter was born at the same time (34 weeks and two days / I am 34 weeks and 3 days). I hear the knock on the door and my heart skips and beat. He comes in and says that my blood pressure is very high and that is causing him some concern (deja vu- I heard the same with my daughter). He gets out the little machine that lets him hear the baby's heartbeat. Now on Monday the baby was laying left to right in my belly. I tell him this and he starts to look for the heart beat. I am looking up at him and I start to see worry on his face because he can't find the little peanut. Finally after more time then it should take he finds the baby is breech and the heart beat is going at a pace I can tell is not good. He proceeds to listen and I ask "Are you sure that is not my heartbeat?" He grabs my wrist and listens to the machine and my heart. He again gets that look. He turn the machine off and says I am concerned and that he is sending me STAT for labs and Fetal stress tests. He tells me that he is leaving tomorrow for two weeks and that he needs to decide what we are going to do? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? I say and he said delivery or 5 weeks of bed rest in the hospital. OMFG!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go with tears in my eyes as all this bad news did not help with my stress and call my husband. My husband calms me down and asks if he should come to the fetal stress test. I tell him no but I will call him when I am done. I go to the stress test place and the very nice nurse gets me to the room and starts asking alot of questions. How far along, past childbirths, etc. After answering 20 questions she starts to try and locate the baby. She has the hardest time even though I guide her to where the DR found him. No luck. She finally finds him and says I will be back in 10 minutes to check on you. After she leaves and I am laying in the bed my head starts spinning, I feel like I am going to hurl all over the place and I get very dizzy and blurred vision. I realize I should not but I sit up and feel better right away. I see the monitor loses the babies heartbeat and the nurses who can see the monitor out in the lobby all come running. They say what are your doing? (because I am sitting up). I explain how I started feeling and they say OK no problem (they are the best nurses ever / if only I could get that when I deliver) they set me up again but this time on my side which works and I give them 20-30 minutes of a good fetal heart rate and movement. Then they want to do a amniotic fluid check (aka ultrasound). I get in and the nurse lathers me up with the famous goop and proceed to scan how much fluid the baby has. She tells me "this baby is not breech. He is head down." she shows me that he is ready to make his entrance. After the ultrasound she tells me they will send the results to my Dr by lunch and he should give me a call. OK so that wait game begins. I then head to the blood lab to get my blood drawn. That went as wells as possible for someone who is terrified of needles.&lt;br /&gt;I ask how soon the STAT results will get tot the DR and she said by days end. So that was at 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I head home hungry, scared, nervous, anxious, etc. Call my husband and tell him I will call him when I hear anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home and eat some cereal and then head off to pick up my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get a call from the Dr's office at about 2:30pm and the nurse says that DR wants me back in his office tomorrow at 8:15 (they don't even open till 9am) to recheck and talk about our options. I ask if they got the results back and she said the blood work yes (and that I was severely anemic and my calcium was very low)I say OK I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way he did do the Va Ja Ja strep test which was very uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I sit now packing my hospital bag, getting his stuff ready and blogging! Still nervous, more worried then ever. Am I ready for him. I kept saying I was over being pregnant but I take it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow we will find out if we are getting a early fathers day present or I am on bed rest for at least the next two - five weeks. At this point I feel my body and him in it is doing him more harm the help so I have no problems if they say they want to take him out. That and I know I could never do 2 weeks in the hospital let alone 5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-3139931177803826099?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3139931177803826099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/update-on-34-weeks-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3139931177803826099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3139931177803826099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/update-on-34-weeks-visit.html' title='Update on 34 weeks visit!!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-5517634748260748726</id><published>2010-06-17T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T07:27:58.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>34 week DR's visit! Fun!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This morning is my 34 week DR's visit. Every visit up until now has been a easy go. Meaning I have no problem getting up and going to the Dr's because I know that I am in and out within 20 minutes (unless he is delivering a baby). This is because all he does is ask me how I am, ask if I have any questions, and then check the heart rate of the baby. Then I am done and see you in 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that I am in the home stretch I think he is going to start doing the va-ja-ja weekly check. You know the one where you already feel alot of pressure down there and he adds to that by poking to see if you are dilated. Fun Right! Not for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel it is like getting ready for a date as you have to make sure that you are well groomed in that area which at 34 weeks pregnant shaving my legs is a task let alone that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also a little scared because my daughter was born at 34 weeks by emergency c-section. So I am hoping this little peanut decides that it is pretty comfortable in my belly that he will stay a little while longer. Not that I want to be pregnant anymore but because it is what is best for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you posted as to how the visit goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my World!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-5517634748260748726?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5517634748260748726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/34-week-drs-visit-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5517634748260748726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5517634748260748726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/34-week-drs-visit-fun.html' title='34 week DR&apos;s visit! Fun!!!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-3218103457164476148</id><published>2010-06-16T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T16:00:19.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoothie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamba juice'/><title type='text'>GREAT DEAL!!!</title><content type='html'>$1 Superfruit Smoothies on July 16th. &lt;br /&gt;Stop in your local Jamba Juice for a $1.00 smoothie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBlXbznVYlI/AAAAAAAAAFI/YuodrXwjzgw/s1600/jambajuice1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBlXbznVYlI/AAAAAAAAAFI/YuodrXwjzgw/s200/jambajuice1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483510156523561554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just took my daughter and she enjoyed the Yummyberry (a little tart but not to much). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So save a little $$$$ and get a cool refreshing treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-3218103457164476148?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3218103457164476148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3218103457164476148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3218103457164476148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-deal.html' title='GREAT DEAL!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBlXbznVYlI/AAAAAAAAAFI/YuodrXwjzgw/s72-c/jambajuice1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-5713670082933804205</id><published>2010-06-15T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:03:53.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3d'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultrasound'/><title type='text'>3D ultrasound Horror</title><content type='html'>So yesterday evening we were scheduled for our last ultrasound of this pregnancy. And it was going to be fun because it was going to be in 3D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not feeling very well before we left for the appointment at 6pm but really wanted to see a picture of our little peanut. Especially after I saw a friends newborn yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got in the car and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before we got there I said to my husband...&lt;br /&gt;"What if they told us we are having a girl" (reminder we have been told a boy, the room is painted, clothes and bedding have been washed)&lt;br /&gt;he said...&lt;br /&gt;"What can we do? If it is it is."&lt;br /&gt;I love his chill attitude about the whole thing but I would die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get to the imaging center and they proceed to prep me. This means cover my stomach with this gel that is sticky and gross and gets everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a male tech and he starts the ultrasound. Their is also a lady (teacher) in the room who helps him navigate around. No problem I don't care if my baby and I are used to help educate. They ask if I know the sex of the baby and I say yes but that I would like for them to tell me what they see. They say ok and proceed to look. They both at the same time say...... "It's a Girl!" my reaction was oh sh*t!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then they ask if they are right and I said that we were told it was a boy. So they start looking again and then about 15 mins later say they see his testicles but no penis. OK so I start getting really nervous and upset. They told me he is at a weird angle but that now they see he is a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure at this point I believe anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now they move on to the measurements of the baby. They each take a seat. One on my left side and one on my right. My husband and daughter are seated by my feet. They start doing the measurements and talking about how the male tech's wife is having a difficult pregnancy and their not sure what is going to happen with the pregnancy. Hello I am laying here on my back in a very uncomfortable position, trying to figure out what you are looking at, not wanting to hear about your personal pregnancy issues. They then start talking about the World Cup! I am getting really sick now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male tech asks the female if what he is looking at on the screen is the babies head and she said "No that is his stomach." WHAT!!!! You can't tell his stomach from his head. Ok I am done. I tell them to stop and that I am going to hurl from laying on my back for about a hour now. The female teachers says get up and walk around and maybe the baby will move into a better position. I get up and tell my husband I am done and want to leave. I was feeling sick and very hot! But we came here to see him in 3d and they had not even shown us a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back in and they covered me in the goo again and started over. I told them to please get to the 3D as I was not feeling well and would not be able to stay much longer on my back. So after a couple tries the male tech kept pulling up a 3d image of a blob and could not get a shot. I looked at the teacher and said please get me someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said ok and got this young girl who came in a was AMAZING. She showed us everything, explained what she was doing instead of talking about the World CUP. She got us some amazing shots of him drinking his fluid, playing with his hand and sucking on his fingers. Why could I not have had her in the first place. She was the right person to put with a OB patient. I realize that the imaging center is not just for OB visits. But maybe if you are a OB Patient you should be put with someone who enjoys OB and also knows the difference between a head and babies stomach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either that or the baby really is a boy and likes the ladies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay posted for images!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-5713670082933804205?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5713670082933804205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/3d-ultrasound-horror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5713670082933804205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5713670082933804205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/3d-ultrasound-horror.html' title='3D ultrasound Horror'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-8245664978477389331</id><published>2010-06-14T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T15:12:14.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindergarten graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commencement'/><title type='text'>Kindergarten Graduation/Commencement</title><content type='html'>Today my daughter had her kindergarten commencement(aka graduation). It was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBakLhycZoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Kb1GPL3qcd0/s1600/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBakLhycZoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Kb1GPL3qcd0/s200/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482750114325620354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it hit me like a ton of bricks that my six year old is no longer the baby, she is the big girl she always says she is!She is actually going to first grade in a couple months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really loved her teacher this year and wish and hope that her next teacher is a wonderful as she was. I asked her teacher to promise not to retire for another six years so our newest little one has a amazing kindergarten teacher. And if we still live in the district and go to the same school I would totally request her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think throughout your child's education you will have a handful of teachers you really like and this teacher will go down as one of my daughters. I remember a couple from my childhood and a couple I would love to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughters friend's mom and have have been pregnant this year and she had her little girl Tuesday of last week. She brought her to the graduation and I immediately wanted our little peanut out more then ever. She was so tiny and cute! I can't wait. These next couple weeks are going to take forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the 34 week mark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBamoexiPFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LErJDr9-3lE/s1600/34-cantaloupe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBamoexiPFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LErJDr9-3lE/s200/34-cantaloupe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482752810755963986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is now the size of a cantaloupe. I feel already like he is trying to break through my stomach like the creature from the Alien movie. This is the week my daughter made her grand entrance. So cross our fingers he hangs on for a couple more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening we are going in for our last ultrasound (3d) so that should be fun to see. I can't wait to see the little person training to be a kickboxer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-8245664978477389331?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8245664978477389331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/kindergarten-graduationcommencement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/8245664978477389331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/8245664978477389331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/kindergarten-graduationcommencement.html' title='Kindergarten Graduation/Commencement'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBakLhycZoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Kb1GPL3qcd0/s72-c/DSC00032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-5931433857922258666</id><published>2010-06-13T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T14:58:18.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashionista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six years old'/><title type='text'>My six year old fashionista!</title><content type='html'>Since when did my six year old think she was such a fashionista. &lt;br /&gt;Every morning she fights me on what I pick for her to wear. She said she hates that shirt, skirt, etc or that the outfit does not match (this is funny because that is a pet peeve of mine that you go out with your kids not matching). Yet she has been known to come out with a strange color combo. &lt;br /&gt;I try explaining I would never send her to school or out looking bad and she says "Yes you are sending me to school looking ugly now". &lt;br /&gt;Now that is just trying to get her dressed. Doing her hair is a whole other deal. My daughter has always been complimented on her hair (color, length, softness) and she is so weird about always having it down. Never wanting it cut. Sometimes I can convince her to put in a clip or headband but that is as good as it gets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBVSNYOEelI/AAAAAAAAAEw/M7hvqaTlAmE/s1600/IMG_0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBVSNYOEelI/AAAAAAAAAEw/M7hvqaTlAmE/s200/IMG_0591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482378511186688594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks me why she does not get to pick out her clothes and I told her once she can buy them for herself then she can pick out the clothes she wants. &lt;br /&gt;Her response to me &lt;br /&gt;"Then maybe you can pay me for the chores I do around the house" (she does nothing but clean her own room)&lt;br /&gt;Smart cookie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-5931433857922258666?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5931433857922258666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-six-year-old-fashionista.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5931433857922258666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5931433857922258666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-six-year-old-fashionista.html' title='My six year old fashionista!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBVSNYOEelI/AAAAAAAAAEw/M7hvqaTlAmE/s72-c/IMG_0591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-4182562336508849639</id><published>2010-06-12T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:25:41.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Saturday!</title><content type='html'>So even thoe it is Saturday and I have no reason to be up at Dark thirty my child in my belly has decided we should get up and be domesticated (laundry, cleaning, etc). I am getting so over not being able to find my comfort zone when I am sleeping. Last night I used my husband as a human pillow. I molded him to my liking and then finally fell asleep. This morning I got up to pee and was unable to go back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;I always wonder if this is training for the lack of sleep you will get when you newborn is actually here. &lt;br /&gt;So I will continue being the domestic goddess I am for the moment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBPC3UyM0fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-iziYhpbBHI/s1600/wife+cleaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBPC3UyM0fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-iziYhpbBHI/s200/wife+cleaning.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481939427167883762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then off to a kids birthday party (just how I wanted to spend my Saturday). Hope your Saturday turns out better then mine has so far.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-4182562336508849639?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4182562336508849639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/4182562336508849639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/4182562336508849639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-saturday.html' title='Happy Saturday!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TBPC3UyM0fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-iziYhpbBHI/s72-c/wife+cleaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-5400348919560081402</id><published>2010-06-07T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T07:34:33.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex and the city 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playdough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get him to the greek'/><title type='text'>Happy Monday!</title><content type='html'>Well for anyone that has been reading our blog knows that this weekend was our Baby Shower for our newest addition to the family. &lt;br /&gt;It was alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the shower my husband says to me &lt;br /&gt;"OMG I have not taken one picture of the shower or the people here". &lt;br /&gt;So he started snapping pictures and taking video of the shower. I can't blame him as the day all seems like a blur since you spend the day talking and entertaining your guests.&lt;br /&gt;We played a really funny game. Called play-dough babies. I highly recommend this game at a shower as everyone had a great time. You give everyone a little bit of play-dough and have them make a baby out of the play-dough. Simple right! You should see some of these babies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0Agb9AnyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FGHDjRO8dsM/s1600/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0Agb9AnyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FGHDjRO8dsM/s200/IMG_2340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480036878839226146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0AaN-aDGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5s9EkU1Pbe8/s1600/IMG_2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0AaN-aDGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5s9EkU1Pbe8/s200/IMG_2347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480036772007775330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0AU4AB7GI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4dLiKQz8mnc/s1600/IMG_2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0AU4AB7GI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4dLiKQz8mnc/s200/IMG_2346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480036680209656930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0APbJTMHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZHtgEGzxYaw/s1600/IMG_2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0APbJTMHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZHtgEGzxYaw/s200/IMG_2345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480036586564563058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0AK5auVII/AAAAAAAAAEA/83lXLR-09Ak/s1600/IMG_2344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0AK5auVII/AAAAAAAAAEA/83lXLR-09Ak/s200/IMG_2344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480036508791362690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even kept the kids busy.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time and got alot of great items for Tai.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loved his new nursery. Which was nice for my husband and I since he painted and designed the wall mural and a designed the bedding.&lt;br /&gt;We had a amazing day! &lt;br /&gt;Sunday....&lt;br /&gt;My cousin asked if she could take my daughter and son to her condo to swim and I jumped on the opportunity to have a couple hours with no children around. They left and I thought my husband and I were going to finish cleaning up and relax. But he had other motives and told me to shower and get dressed we were going on a afternoon date. Got to love that man.&lt;br /&gt;He took me to see Sex and The City 2 (since I have been bugging about going, but never have time) and then we saw Get Him To The Greek (yes we snuck in to see another movie, don't act like you have never done it). Sex in the City was horrible. Which was a huge disappointment(now I can see why Shrek beat it at the box office). Get Him To the Greek was funny!&lt;br /&gt;After we did some returns from the shower went home and sat down to eat dinner and the kids came home right as we sat down. &lt;br /&gt;They both were burned out from the pool and my daughter was a little burned on her back as daddy forgot to put sunscreen on her back. Poor little girl. So we sent everyone to shower put them to bed early and then sat down to eat our cold dinner and watch the MTV Movie Awards. We were also in bed by 9:20 and asleep about two minutes later. It was a long weekend. But much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my husband for throwing me a amazing shower and also taking me on afternoon date day yesterday. I love you Babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-5400348919560081402?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5400348919560081402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5400348919560081402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5400348919560081402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TA0Agb9AnyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FGHDjRO8dsM/s72-c/IMG_2340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-3024536383753333704</id><published>2010-06-04T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T11:09:56.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nesting Faze!</title><content type='html'>So I am going on 33 weeks pregnant and this little boy wants out as bad as I want him out. He is now the size of a Pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAk8MbuIbjI/AAAAAAAAADY/XC8phAS9dWM/s1600/33-pineapple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAk8MbuIbjI/AAAAAAAAADY/XC8phAS9dWM/s200/33-pineapple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478976605970263602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I have a Pineapple in my belly! Everything is starting to get uncomfortable again. Last night was a hard night for me...&lt;br /&gt;First my husband and I had a discussion about how every little thing is making me upset or sad. Example - my daughter while taking a shower got water all over the bathroom floor and when dad took her out he neglected to clean it up (Lakers were on). When I went to take a shower last night I stepped on a wet floor mat. When I got out I let him have it about if he was to busy to give her a shower and clean up after her he should have just asked me to do it. He told me he was going to clean it up but just forgot about it for a minute. About two minutes later I apologized and started crying because I was mean. We hugged it out and it was better. We went to bed and I tossed and turn from 11:30 - 1:30 and then gave up and went to my couch, turned on the t.v and feel asleep. Up every couple hours but was able to fall back asleep. &lt;br /&gt;Now this morning I have been on a nesting faze (well really for the past couple days) but I got my custom designed crib bedding a couple days ago and I have been obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAk_gfCKweI/AAAAAAAAADg/Wg6DiGQHfd0/s1600/IMG_2329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAk_gfCKweI/AAAAAAAAADg/Wg6DiGQHfd0/s200/IMG_2329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478980248991875554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it great! Thanks Amber You Rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAk_x20SxEI/AAAAAAAAADo/djYSwCLLITA/s1600/IMG_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAk_x20SxEI/AAAAAAAAADo/djYSwCLLITA/s200/IMG_2332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478980547433907266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this look amazing and soft. IT IS SOFTER THEN IT LOOKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAlACsGxq-I/AAAAAAAAADw/qL8UNlgQTXk/s1600/IMG_2330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAlACsGxq-I/AAAAAAAAADw/qL8UNlgQTXk/s200/IMG_2330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478980836616416226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing missing is our little peanut!&lt;br /&gt;So my husband must be nesting also because he is on a cleaning frenzy. It could also be that my shower is tomorrow and we will have a house full of family and friends. Maybe that's it. Oh I love my husband!&lt;br /&gt;I remember with my daughter towards the end I would fold and unfold her clothes. Now I am just obsessed with cleaning everything. Well at least my house will be clean before the baby comes! I am not responsible once he is here and I am lacking more sleep then I am now.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-3024536383753333704?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3024536383753333704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/nesting-faze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3024536383753333704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3024536383753333704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/nesting-faze.html' title='Nesting Faze!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAk8MbuIbjI/AAAAAAAAADY/XC8phAS9dWM/s72-c/33-pineapple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-3053537960570486367</id><published>2010-06-01T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:18:51.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise Killer!</title><content type='html'>So for the past couple weeks random people in my life have said things to me out of the blue that leads me to believe someone is getting ready to throw a baby shower for our newest "little peanut". &lt;br /&gt;Examples&lt;br /&gt;First it was my cousin who said &lt;br /&gt;"I got the invite and Hailey and I will be there but Greg can't come". &lt;br /&gt;I said &lt;br /&gt;"What invite/" &lt;br /&gt;and she said &lt;br /&gt;"The shower."&lt;br /&gt;I said &lt;br /&gt;"Oh I am having a shower"&lt;br /&gt;she turned beet red and said &lt;br /&gt;"OMG forget I said anything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom of course said something like &lt;br /&gt;"Does Daniel(my husband) need anything for the party."&lt;br /&gt;I said &lt;br /&gt;"What Party"&lt;br /&gt;her response was&lt;br /&gt;"OH SHIT!! Never Mind! Don't tell anyone I said anything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next&lt;br /&gt;My sister in law says to me two weekends ago &lt;br /&gt;"So your registered at Target?"&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah how did you know"&lt;br /&gt;she said&lt;br /&gt;"Oh it said so on the Baby Shower Invite" she immediately realized she slipped and said &lt;br /&gt;"OH never mind! Don't tell anyone I said anything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so that is more then one person who has said something but I have stopped them all before they told me when and who was throwing it!&lt;br /&gt;Then this weekend we are at a family graduation party for my sister in law and my mother in law walks up and says to someone that I am talking to...&lt;br /&gt;"Oh I forgot to bring the invite for you but next Saturday we are having a shower for Melissa at her house"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE KILLER!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to find out that my husband has put together this amazing Sprinkle (mini baby shower)! &lt;br /&gt;OMG! I love that man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as everyone found out that my mother in law spoiled the surprise they said they kinda thought I knew about the shower when they got the invitation because they were so cute and assumed I made them myself. Funny but a stab in the chest to my husband who was getting no credit for being creative. We have been together a long time I would hope some of my creativity and my like and dislikes would have rubbed off on him. LOVE YOU HONEY! See the invite (removed address and phone number) but you get the idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAWHFwLIYpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyxbvv0eVo4/s1600/owl+invitation+copy+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAWHFwLIYpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyxbvv0eVo4/s200/owl+invitation+copy+blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477933054666760850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how some people just can't keep a secret! FYI! Me either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-3053537960570486367?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3053537960570486367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/surprise-killer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3053537960570486367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3053537960570486367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/surprise-killer.html' title='Surprise Killer!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/TAWHFwLIYpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zyxbvv0eVo4/s72-c/owl+invitation+copy+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-8662312850935384362</id><published>2010-05-30T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T09:51:32.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikes'/><title type='text'>Holiday weekend!</title><content type='html'>You can tell that it is a holiday weekend here is sunny Southern California. &lt;br /&gt;For the past week the weather has been in the 60's and even sometimes looks like it wants to rain. But come Saturday morning of the holiday weekend the sun comes out bright and early and beats down all day. &lt;br /&gt;While out and about with my family running errands my husbands says to me "You can tell it's a holiday weekend because everyone is out riding bikes, dressed like it's summer and buying all the BBQ food they can for their BBQ's on Monday". Including my husband who stocked up on his own BBQ feast.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy all the summer festivities but could do without the HEAT. Especially being this far along in my pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;I want to wish everyone a good memorial weekend (whats left of it) and to stay safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-8662312850935384362?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8662312850935384362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/holiday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/8662312850935384362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/8662312850935384362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/holiday-weekend.html' title='Holiday weekend!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-5974498957175776675</id><published>2010-05-27T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T09:27:59.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When is it the right time!!!</title><content type='html'>So as I enter in to the last couple of weeks of my pregnancy, I try and reflect back on the day I found out I was even pregnant in the first place. Now to say this was unplanned is not 100% true as my husband and I both talked about when would be a "good time" to have another child. I think when you ask someone that question the answer is always when is it ever a good time. I am sure you can think of alot of things you would want to do first before getting pregnant(save money, buy a house, start a business, etc). But the bottom line is something is always going to come up and then it will never be a good time. So we just left it up to fate. If it happened it happened if it did not it did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any of you that do not know me personally then a little back history is that I am not one of those ladies that if you look at me funny I get pregnant. I have been known to need a little medical assistance. This is because I simply do not ovulate or get my period (lucky right). So when we found out that I was pregnant with no help but the help and assistance my husband gave (wink wink) we were very surprised and needed 7 pregnancy pee sticks, a doctor, blood test and a ultrasound to confirm our joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now towards the last leg of this pregnancy I look back and think maybe it was not the best time then or maybe even now but somehow and someway we are going to make it through (eat out less to save money, wait a little longer to buy a house and continue to work hard to make our business a success). We will make the sacrifices we have to to be the best parents we can to the children we have and the child we are going to have. I almost sometimes think it really is a great way to kick yourself into high gear to actually do those things you have been putting off for the good of offering more to your offspring. At least for me that is true.&lt;br /&gt;So thank you little peanut in my belly, Emma(daughter) and Jesse (son) for helping me kick start alot of the goals I had put off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-5974498957175776675?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5974498957175776675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-is-it-right-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5974498957175776675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/5974498957175776675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-is-it-right-time.html' title='When is it the right time!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-7199179866797459678</id><published>2010-05-19T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:30:39.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little peanut Boutique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buckleyboo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buckleylion'/><title type='text'>Little Peanut Boutique Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_Qf25_zUrI/AAAAAAAAADI/rKwekh5YZPg/s1600/Detail_lion12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_Qf25_zUrI/AAAAAAAAADI/rKwekh5YZPg/s200/Detail_lion12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473034475303817906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BuckleyLion (12")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BuckleyLion is here! Roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each BuckleyBoo teaches babies and toddlers visual matching, small motor coordination and problem solving as they match brightly patterned ribbons and configure 3 different types of plastic buckles. An internal motion activated chime will delight young ears as little fingers buckle their way to mastery.  Ages 15 months+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 12" version is perfect for the baby and toddler on the go. With 3 unique buckles, this little guy is still enough of a challenge to keep children engaged.  And, BuckleyBoos are a great toy to take on an airplane, there is nothing better to keep babies/toddlers busy for an extended period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how you can win it:&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE be sure to include your email in EVERY entry! I need to contact you if you win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandatory first entry: Follow me on Google Friend Connect&lt;br /&gt;(Mandatory entry MUST be completed FIRST for any other entry to count!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Entries: Please leave a separate comment for each additional entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 entries - Become a Little Peanut Boutique fan on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 entry – Follow me on Twitter at lilpnutboutique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 entry – Tweet about this giveaway (Leave ur tweet hyperlink, please!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 entries - Blog about this giveaway. Blog post MUST include links back to Little Peanut Boutique to count. Leave me the link in your comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**No monetary compensation was received for this review**&lt;br /&gt;Giveaway is open to USA only &amp; will close on May 20th, 2010 at 11:59 pm PST! Random.org will be used to choose the winner who will then have 48 hours to respond to my email before a new winner is chosen. Good luck!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-7199179866797459678?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7199179866797459678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-peanut-boutique-giveaway_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7199179866797459678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7199179866797459678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-peanut-boutique-giveaway_19.html' title='Little Peanut Boutique Giveaway!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_Qf25_zUrI/AAAAAAAAADI/rKwekh5YZPg/s72-c/Detail_lion12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-1027588371347916776</id><published>2010-05-18T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T11:40:40.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eclipse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='team jacob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='team edward'/><title type='text'>Little Peanut Boutique Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Just in time for the movie release!! We have Team Edward and Team Jacob felt clips just in time for the new Twilight movie release this June. I have even been known to wear my support for team Jacob!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_LeEOyAN2I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZsovK_Wa7Ns/s1600/TWILIGHT+TEAM+EDWARD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_LeEOyAN2I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZsovK_Wa7Ns/s200/TWILIGHT+TEAM+EDWARD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472680661477242722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_Ld_fIoTQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MR7gHIbZSYg/s1600/team+jacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_Ld_fIoTQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MR7gHIbZSYg/s200/team+jacob.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472680579967765762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how you can win it:&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE be sure to include your email in EVERY entry! I need to contact you if you win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandatory first entry: Follow me on Google Friend Connect&lt;br /&gt;(Mandatory entry MUST be completed FIRST for any other entry to count!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Entries: Please leave a separate comment for each additional entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 entries - Become a Little Peanut Boutique fan on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 entry – Follow me on Twitter at lilpnutboutique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 entry – Tweet about this giveaway (Leave ur tweet hyperlink, please!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 entries - Blog about this giveaway. Blog post MUST include links back to Little Peanut Boutique to count. Leave me the link in your comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**No monetary compensation was received for this review**&lt;br /&gt;Giveaway is open to USA only &amp; will close on May 19th, 2010 at 11:59 pm PST! Random.org will be used to choose the winner who will then have 48 hours to respond to my email before a new winner is chosen. Good luck!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-1027588371347916776?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1027588371347916776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-peanut-boutique-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1027588371347916776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/1027588371347916776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-peanut-boutique-giveaway.html' title='Little Peanut Boutique Giveaway!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_LeEOyAN2I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZsovK_Wa7Ns/s72-c/TWILIGHT+TEAM+EDWARD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-6380652477580739412</id><published>2010-05-17T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:28:58.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Week Mark!</title><content type='html'>We are officially at the 75% mark of this pregnancy. We have made it into the 30-39 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_FSlg4-OwI/AAAAAAAAACw/GUhc358zwP8/s1600/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_FSlg4-OwI/AAAAAAAAACw/GUhc358zwP8/s200/index.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472245826669394690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still third trimester but defiantly closer to the end. It felt like 20-29 weeks took forever! Maybe it was because during that time there was alot of testing (glucose, ultrasound, nst, etc). &lt;br /&gt;I look forward to these last couple weeks of being pregnant as I know our little peanut is literally just finishing baking in my tummy. As all his necessary body parts are formed. So he is just getting some fat on those bones. I read he would be able to live outside the womb without assistance within four weeks. I know this to be true since my daughter Emma decided to make her grand entrance at 34 weeks and she survived with no help. &lt;br /&gt;What I don't look forward to is the fact that the baby has gotten so much stronger when he decides to play kick ball or punching bag with my organs. Sometimes I think he has a love hate relationship with my bladder. During the day he likes to kick and punch it and then during the evening he will use it as a pillow. Somes when I go to the rest room it feels like I have not peed in day.&lt;br /&gt;I also read that your baby finds and has his/her cozy spot they love to rest in and stay there most of the time during pregnancy. This spot for my little peanut is on my right side, head down. This is always were the doctor can find the heart beat and also were I feel alot of his movement.   &lt;br /&gt;Well here are some fun facts about 30 weeks&lt;br /&gt;At 30 Weeks:&lt;br /&gt;*Baby is about 15.7 inches long and weighs about 3 pounds&lt;br /&gt;*Baby’s eyesight is developing, but isn’t very good. Even at birth, his/hereyesight will only be 20/400!&lt;br /&gt;Baby has short-term memory now! (I hope he does not remember some of my choice words for bad drivers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;br /&gt;P.S - Stay posted for he new free giveaway from Little Peanut Boutique later on today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-6380652477580739412?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6380652477580739412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/30-week-mark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6380652477580739412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6380652477580739412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/30-week-mark.html' title='30 Week Mark!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_FSlg4-OwI/AAAAAAAAACw/GUhc358zwP8/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-7327834095534462815</id><published>2010-05-16T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T12:04:31.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little peanut Boutique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift bucket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='win'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing pad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burp cloth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><title type='text'>Are you ready to win some free product from Little Peanut Boutique!</title><content type='html'>Are you ready to win some free product from Little Peanut Boutique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Peanut Boutique would like to offer you the opportunity to win this amazing gift bucket valued at over $90.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_BAB0saehI/AAAAAAAAACo/7D6ShTr8Yxg/s1600/amazoncherriesgbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_BAB0saehI/AAAAAAAAACo/7D6ShTr8Yxg/s200/amazoncherriesgbs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471943947324127762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift bucket sets include a changing pad, matching bib and burp cloth, a distressed hanger and a matching gift bucket to hold everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how you can win it:&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE be sure to include your email in EVERY entry! I need to contact you if you win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandatory first entry: Follow me on Google Friend Connect&lt;br /&gt;(Mandatory entry MUST be completed FIRST for any other entry to count!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Entries: Please leave a separate comment for each additional entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 entries - Become a Little Peanut Boutique fan on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 entry – Follow me on Twitter at lilpnutboutique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 entry – Tweet about this giveaway (Leave ur tweet hyperlink, please!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 entries - Blog about this giveaway. Blog post MUST include links back to Little Peanut Boutique to count. Leave me the link in your comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**No monetary compensation was received for this review**&lt;br /&gt;Giveaway is open to USA only &amp; will close on May 23rdst, 2010 at 11:59 pm PST! Random.org will be used to choose the winner who will then have 48 hours to respond to my email before a new winner is chosen. Good luck!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-7327834095534462815?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7327834095534462815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-you-ready-to-win-some-free-product.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7327834095534462815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/7327834095534462815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-you-ready-to-win-some-free-product.html' title='Are you ready to win some free product from Little Peanut Boutique!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S_BAB0saehI/AAAAAAAAACo/7D6ShTr8Yxg/s72-c/amazoncherriesgbs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-6415528770004086952</id><published>2010-05-15T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:35:08.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new Little Peanuts Nursery.</title><content type='html'>So if you have been following my other blog then you saw my battle with our newest little peanuts nursery. &lt;br /&gt;Now I have to say that  picking out a color for his room was very hard. I knew I wanted blue, but when we got to the paint store and saw that there are about a million different blues(ok that was a exaggeration). We narrowed it down to three different ones and then got home and narrowed it down to two and then of course down to one (surfer blue) which I was very happy with. My husband and even my daughter Emma painted the room while I went out shopping. &lt;br /&gt;Now I have known that I wanted to do a owl room for the baby even before we knew we were having a boy. So I enlisted my husband to paint a wall mural of a big tree with a owl on it. So my loving husband set off free hand to draw this mural on the wall. Then the whole family decided to pitch in and paint the mural. Here is the beautiful mural that my family painted for the new arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S-78Ud5PIqI/AAAAAAAAACY/WBm9VG3atXU/s1600/IMG_2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S-78Ud5PIqI/AAAAAAAAACY/WBm9VG3atXU/s200/IMG_2220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471588025854010018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the furniture and everything else was a no brainer. I had picked that out early. You can kinda see the crib in the picture above.&lt;br /&gt;We are getting a custom made crib set made by one of our vendors who makes amazing crib bedding. You can check out her stuff on our website at littlepeanutboutique.com under nursery.&lt;br /&gt;Now is time for all the small decor items. My daughter Emma has drawn a bunch of pictures that she places in the room that she says she wants on his wall. But I am not sure if that is what I will do with it. I may pick on and put it in a frame in his room.&lt;br /&gt;Little does my husband know that he is not done with his handy skills. I want him to make a owl mobile that will go above the crib. I love my handy man/husband.&lt;br /&gt;I really love how everyone has really joined together to make sure that the babies room is ready (or almost ready). It has become a family project.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-6415528770004086952?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6415528770004086952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-new-little-peanuts-nursery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6415528770004086952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6415528770004086952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-new-little-peanuts-nursery.html' title='Our new Little Peanuts Nursery.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S-78Ud5PIqI/AAAAAAAAACY/WBm9VG3atXU/s72-c/IMG_2220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-6869042717333146584</id><published>2010-05-13T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T07:44:31.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Thursday</title><content type='html'>I was thinking how I would love to win the lottery. And for the most unselfish reason. Not to buy a huge house, go one a trip, go shopping, etc.... but to start all over the business ventures I think up daily. &lt;br /&gt;I think I have always been destined to be my own boss and have my own business. But I can think of 7 businesses I would start today had I won the lottery last night. The sad part is I don't even play but maybe I will start. As you never know if you are lucky that day. I don't even need to win the major jackpot, but maybe a couple million would not hurt. &lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong and I would be lying if I said I would not use some of the money to buy a house(in Oregon), shop a little and would take my whole family on a vacation but not before I started all of my business ventures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note my daughter Emma is in a play tonight called the Piggy Opera. My husband is very excited because he just purchased a new mini video camera and can't wait to tape something. Especially because he wants to be a pro before the baby is born. I remember him when Emma was born with a big video camera around his neck and the camera in hand. When the time came he forgot about both and was consumed with tears. Don't worry we did get some shots. I took this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S-wMwulVWDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/E8SaVOW0VUM/s1600/emma%27s+birthday+nov%27+26+03+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S-wMwulVWDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/E8SaVOW0VUM/s200/emma%27s+birthday+nov%27+26+03+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470761678626183218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am almost to the 30 weeks of my pregnancy (29 weeks and 3 days today) and now comes all the things that made me dislike being pregnant. Like charlie horses, heartburn, lack of sleep, itchy nipples, peeing every 20 minutes (need to buy stock in toilet paper), tired and your feet hurt. The list could go on and on. But I think we are in the home stretch. My babies have all come early so we will see how much longer this little peanut wants to stay in that cramped area. &lt;br /&gt;Now people tell me everyday that I hide my pregnancy very well and that I do not have the big basketball tummy. Sometimes i wonder if that is a compliment or a insult. I they nicely saying you are fat and hide it well or are you even pregnant. I have carried both my other children in my tummy pouch (kangaroo pouch), I have never had the big round belly. Maybe that is because I have always been a thicker girl. Never been a skinny mini. But he is in there. All 2 1/2 pounds of him at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-6869042717333146584?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6869042717333146584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/thinking-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6869042717333146584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/6869042717333146584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/thinking-thursday.html' title='Thinking Thursday'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S-wMwulVWDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/E8SaVOW0VUM/s72-c/emma%27s+birthday+nov%27+26+03+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-49823913705429791</id><published>2010-05-10T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T12:36:03.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Mornings!</title><content type='html'>Oh how I hate Monday mornings. I hate having to get back into the swing of things like make lunch, get kids ready for school, get myself ready for the day and most of all see my husband drive off to work because that means I have one less set of hands during the day. &lt;br /&gt;On the plus side I am 29 weeks pregnant today which means I only have 10 more weeks (we are delivery c-section a week earlier then our due date). So per all the websites he should be about 2 1/2 pounds. But he feels more like ten on my back. Is it just me or when you enter the third trimester of your pregnancy you are so ready for it to be OVER!&lt;br /&gt;I noticed I am tired again, very irritable(more then normal), and just all and all feel yucky! Not to mention that I get the urge to pee every 30 minutes like I have been holding it all night. Not to mention that my little peanut either loves to kick my bladder or use it as a pillow which is very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Last week I went in for my normal monthly visit to the OBGYN and he said my blood pressure was high so signed me up for a non-stress test. No for those of you who do not know what that is...painless procedure that is done during pregnancy to evaluate your baby's condition. During the test a technician monitors your baby's heartbeat, first while the baby is resting and then while he's moving. Just as your heart beats faster when you're active, your baby's heart rate should go up while he's moving or kicking. &lt;br /&gt;Now I am used to this because I had to go with my daughter and she was always a little stinker when I was there and would move from the monitor which made a normal 20 minute test turn into a hour test. And just like my daughter the new little peanut was the same way. But they finally go a good monitor and cleared me of having to go back. But I have to admit. I was a little nervous when it took them awhile to find the heartbeat. The pulled out the ultrasound machine and found where is was a hooked me up. I swear when I saw him on the ultrasound machine he was smiling like HA-HA mommy just wanted to scare you!&lt;br /&gt;Like if that doesn't already show his personality. A joker like his daddy and sister.&lt;br /&gt;Just my luck.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-49823913705429791?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/49823913705429791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-mornings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/49823913705429791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/49823913705429791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-mornings.html' title='Monday Mornings!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-3243502601244334855</id><published>2010-05-09T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:28:29.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy Mothers Day! Hope you have a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S-dFBt6DBII/AAAAAAAAAB4/spIPskLiVEs/s1600/Happy+mothers+day-thumb.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S-dFBt6DBII/AAAAAAAAAB4/spIPskLiVEs/s320/Happy+mothers+day-thumb.htm" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469416168270005378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;As we celebrate Mother's Day, let's remember some of the mothers who are working today. These moms are waiting on us at our Mother's Day brunches, taking care of elderly family members, providing emergency health services, taking our reservations, and ringing up our purchases. So be extra nice to them today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-3243502601244334855?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3243502601244334855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3243502601244334855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/3243502601244334855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S-dFBt6DBII/AAAAAAAAAB4/spIPskLiVEs/s72-c/Happy+mothers+day-thumb.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8941227147972619687.post-2660860195056143442</id><published>2010-04-27T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:22:36.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To My World</title><content type='html'>I new to this whole blogger version of blogging. As I have been using this plain Jane blogging site that will remain nameless. But I noticed it lacked a lot of features that Blogger has that I wanted. With that being said I told my husband (like I always do when it comes to anything computers) I want to switch to Blogger. So my amazing husband came home from a long day at work and started his new task. Love You Honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog to help promote our new business venture and also because I noticed a trend of mom's who loved writing about their daily lives with their "Little Peanut". So I decided to jump on the bandwagon. Now my lovely husband above said "Oh just what you need another thing on your to do list daily". My daughter Emma(that's her below) would say "Oh great, mommy is going to be on the computer longer". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9eo4N7OnTI/AAAAAAAAABg/s-5VN1K9KNM/s1600/IMG_0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9eo4N7OnTI/AAAAAAAAABg/s-5VN1K9KNM/s320/IMG_0546.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465022356601609522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say that I am one of those moms that enjoys having over 100 things going at once. I look forward to my hectic days. And if we do ever get a chance were we don’t have something to do I am completely lost and for a lack of better terms bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my husband has been on me to start this blog and share with everyone my crazy life, amazing finds and just share with everyone my crazy self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So welcome to my journey of starting a business, opening a store, creating new Little Peanut Boutique Exclusive products, being a wife, being  and most importantly being a mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8941227147972619687-2660860195056143442?l=lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2660860195056143442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-to-my-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/2660860195056143442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8941227147972619687/posts/default/2660860195056143442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmylilpeanuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-to-my-world.html' title='Welcome To My World'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459273544962506807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9elGUT-axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F4sQSCx_ors/S220/workathomemom.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4TAnX7Bovms/S9eo4N7OnTI/AAAAAAAAABg/s-5VN1K9KNM/s72-c/IMG_0546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
