<?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-279120850999399292</id><updated>2012-02-07T11:33:04.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikie, Aubrey &amp; Trystan</title><subtitle type='html'>"My greatest blessing calls me Mom!"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-7779788476812248189</id><published>2012-01-30T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T16:23:50.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have been Busy!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This post is extremely out of order, but I have no desire to fight with blogger to move it around, but this is what we have been up too! The Weekend of New years Mikie and Trystan ripped out our entire kitchen with the help of Mikie's sister, brother-in-law and Dad. Full Kitchen remodel here we come! I worked all weekend and missed all the fun. Can't wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5appn5wqNJs/Tycx5uEjFGI/AAAAAAAACBQ/5Yw5kLwIZFY/s400/DSCN1827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703582320777434210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TmzdI8txkO4/Tycx5HgBTmI/AAAAAAAACA8/Fw3crKRszB4/s400/DSCN1829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703582310423678562" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The New Kitchen! I still don't have floors or base boards but I can cook again after three weeks of no sink or anything to cook with! We are all sick of McDonald's and Trystan was even excited we could cook Noo-Noo's again! I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, it! Mikie has been doing this massive project between projects at work and wrangling our three year old! I have not been much help. Poor guy is completely exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jJJGM0gvkI/TycyWESvHiI/AAAAAAAACBs/b_8EUmjjS4U/s400/DSCN2059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703582807778860578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZbmlkuYFxw/Tycx5advBMI/AAAAAAAACBI/92O5v-rlqgk/s1600/DSCN2057.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZbmlkuYFxw/Tycx5advBMI/AAAAAAAACBI/92O5v-rlqgk/s400/DSCN2057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703582315514365122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep that is my one and only super hero! Flying off of our bed! We love capes, Thor and Captain America at our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-42K1_nJTF9g/TycwgExm_LI/AAAAAAAACAw/g5pytGS5KiQ/s1600/IMG_0147.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-42K1_nJTF9g/TycwgExm_LI/AAAAAAAACAw/g5pytGS5KiQ/s400/IMG_0147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703580780683787442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This kid is hilarious, Not sure what is up with the santa hat, but he stuffs a pillow up his shirt and arches his back and says this is how mommy walks...Seriously! As if I don't already feel like a fat waddling penguin...LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_EC9kd7Sgk/Tycv0hLrTFI/AAAAAAAACAk/czL9BA0GmMU/s1600/IMG_0149.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_EC9kd7Sgk/Tycv0hLrTFI/AAAAAAAACAk/czL9BA0GmMU/s400/IMG_0149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703580032395070546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just before Christmas we found out we are having a GIRL!!!! We are so super excited that Miss Taylee will be joining our family in June! This pregnancy unlike Trystan's is flying by. I of coarse love every single ultrasound and watching my busy little girl flip around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q7EIuopTOmQ/TycvSu8WtyI/AAAAAAAACAY/i5N7Z1Tw-MQ/s1600/Scanned%2BImage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q7EIuopTOmQ/TycvSu8WtyI/AAAAAAAACAY/i5N7Z1Tw-MQ/s400/Scanned%2BImage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703579451973351202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How is it possible that this tiny little monkey who stole my heart three years ago is already Three? It is flying by  and I hate it!!! I love to watch him learn and grow. He is  becoming so independent and asks every day if he can go to school, and tells me he has to go to basket ball practice just like his Ky, Ky! He keeps telling me I have to practice, practice, practice so I can get better! He makes me smile and still steals my heart daily! Excuse the fat picture of me, but I never posted any of myself of Trystan and I after he was born, I just don't care anymore:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zv1vHbJtxX4/Tycs7YG8ETI/AAAAAAAACAA/jY30I0pDFUU/s400/Jan%2B7th%2B2009%2B%252820%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703576851683479858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1hmrGm0ons/Tycs7qHWAWI/AAAAAAAACAI/Bc2yF8j_sL4/s1600/DSCN2014%2B-%2BVersion%2B2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1hmrGm0ons/Tycs7qHWAWI/AAAAAAAACAI/Bc2yF8j_sL4/s400/DSCN2014%2B-%2BVersion%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703576856517017954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trystan is so Excited to be a big brother and asks me every morning if Dr. Joe is going to cut baby out of my belly yet so he can rock-a-bye with baby! I love that he is so excited to have a sibling and that he loves this baby so much all ready! Happy Birthday Monkey... You are my super star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-7779788476812248189?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7779788476812248189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=7779788476812248189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7779788476812248189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7779788476812248189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-have-been-busy.html' title='We Have been Busy!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5appn5wqNJs/Tycx5uEjFGI/AAAAAAAACBQ/5Yw5kLwIZFY/s72-c/DSCN1827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3389580631786233585</id><published>2011-12-29T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:02:02.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCIRhFYFSRo/Tv0NOb_v5KI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Ku0TwqpKyW8/s1600/Sledding%2B2011_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCIRhFYFSRo/Tv0NOb_v5KI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Ku0TwqpKyW8/s400/Sledding%2B2011_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691720045750641826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom and Annie came to town the tuesday before Christmas! We were so excited to get to spend a few days with them and enjoy Christmas with them this year! Trystan had a blast with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3389580631786233585?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3389580631786233585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3389580631786233585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3389580631786233585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3389580631786233585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/12/family-fun.html' title='Family fun!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCIRhFYFSRo/Tv0NOb_v5KI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Ku0TwqpKyW8/s72-c/Sledding%2B2011_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-380760635806765766</id><published>2011-12-29T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T16:27:11.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby #2!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1VYz4rPYT9c/Tv0E3mh_VnI/AAAAAAAAB-s/QYOHDhOwQp0/s1600/14%2Bweeks_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1VYz4rPYT9c/Tv0E3mh_VnI/AAAAAAAAB-s/QYOHDhOwQp0/s400/14%2Bweeks_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691710857348601458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a rocky road with this one so I have not said anything, but I am so excited to finally announce that baby #2 will be joining us in June! Let's hope the rest of this pregnancy goes by smoothly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-380760635806765766?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/380760635806765766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=380760635806765766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/380760635806765766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/380760635806765766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/12/baby-2.html' title='Baby #2!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1VYz4rPYT9c/Tv0E3mh_VnI/AAAAAAAAB-s/QYOHDhOwQp0/s72-c/14%2Bweeks_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-4249613719593064005</id><published>2011-11-07T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T17:40:46.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween and Ghost meets Bedrail!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few Halloween pictures!! Trystan spend almost the entire day dressed as optimus prime! He was hilarious trick or treating and feels it should be a daily event. He walked up to one house rang the door bell and started pounding on the door saying trick or treat... open the door:0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZxcPOl5imk/TrmCy_MoGbI/AAAAAAAAB-U/z0Ycq8rB4jk/s1600/DSCN1680.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZxcPOl5imk/TrmCy_MoGbI/AAAAAAAAB-U/z0Ycq8rB4jk/s400/DSCN1680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672709018119313842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He refused to touch pumpkin guts, and I was not much of a fan this year myself:) especially since the big one was rotting before we cut into it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3EnIt4V8yy0/TrmCyKOGSSI/AAAAAAAAB-M/2cNgYbgFe18/s1600/DSCN1657.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3EnIt4V8yy0/TrmCyKOGSSI/AAAAAAAAB-M/2cNgYbgFe18/s400/DSCN1657.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672709003898407202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did carve the face on Trystan's pumpkin! Kind of silly just like him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tY-t51WquzY/TrmCxwtaUcI/AAAAAAAAB98/-MU6jDd6-w8/s1600/DSCN1699.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tY-t51WquzY/TrmCxwtaUcI/AAAAAAAAB98/-MU6jDd6-w8/s400/DSCN1699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672708997050421698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we let the moster work who did a two sided pumpkin scary face and mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNqxUX4yfHo/TrmCBXyIkwI/AAAAAAAAB9w/h8nSztcnLvE/s1600/DSCN1658.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNqxUX4yfHo/TrmCBXyIkwI/AAAAAAAAB9w/h8nSztcnLvE/s400/DSCN1658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672708165725623042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUTvD7mkUhg/TrmCBPm3SWI/AAAAAAAAB9g/OcZoRjKeGKA/s1600/DSCN1659.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUTvD7mkUhg/TrmCBPm3SWI/AAAAAAAAB9g/OcZoRjKeGKA/s400/DSCN1659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672708163530869090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nUqpFe72NSw/TrmB_mYiAMI/AAAAAAAAB9I/H6hYJkfAxKw/s1600/DSCN1679.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nUqpFe72NSw/TrmB_mYiAMI/AAAAAAAAB9I/H6hYJkfAxKw/s400/DSCN1679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672708135285031106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8Al_AznhJs/TrmB_T0uVdI/AAAAAAAAB88/zUEnVA8is9U/s1600/DSCN1675.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-M8Al_AznhJs/TrmB_T0uVdI/AAAAAAAAB88/zUEnVA8is9U/s400/DSCN1675.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672708130303006162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had cousins come play last month and they had a blast! These kids miss one anther!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vrWHAexZUcg/TrmBXHI6QAI/AAAAAAAAB8w/1lKMcSVgdNc/s1600/DSCN1649.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vrWHAexZUcg/TrmBXHI6QAI/AAAAAAAAB8w/1lKMcSVgdNc/s400/DSCN1649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672707439703244802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxyCibq1QxM/TrmBWno5GwI/AAAAAAAAB8k/tFJx7tRnzbk/s1600/DSCN1654.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxyCibq1QxM/TrmBWno5GwI/AAAAAAAAB8k/tFJx7tRnzbk/s400/DSCN1654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672707431247452930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trystan and Brynlyn had a great time sword fighting:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KvS3PyX6izA/TrmBWXINrAI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/IqQq07hpC8I/s1600/DSCN1652.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KvS3PyX6izA/TrmBWXINrAI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/IqQq07hpC8I/s400/DSCN1652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672707426815421442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WKhnLZaDJIQ/TrmBVvttNcI/AAAAAAAAB8M/k1NPjOXOSdM/s1600/DSCN1651.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WKhnLZaDJIQ/TrmBVvttNcI/AAAAAAAAB8M/k1NPjOXOSdM/s400/DSCN1651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672707416235259330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QR31WTY1Szs/TrmBVcMzr7I/AAAAAAAAB8A/yXiM7uOrkaA/s1600/DSCN1652.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QR31WTY1Szs/TrmBVcMzr7I/AAAAAAAAB8A/yXiM7uOrkaA/s400/DSCN1652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672707410996998066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we had the ghost and bedrail inscident. Trystan was in his room playing ghost with a blanket over his head, tripped over a stuffed monkey and met his bedrail with his eye! After screaming for an hour, cleaning up lots of blood and having grandma come look to see if we needed stitches Trystan fell asleep on my lap with a cold was rag on his head. He remained there the rest of the night. I woke him up every so often to check his eyes we were good there no concussion, but I was not aloud to move... AT ALL. If I shifted my weight he freaked out, If mikie tried to touch him he told him to go away. I asked him to sit up at dinner time so I could eat and he told me he couldn't, I asked him to hold the wash rag to his own head, he told me his arms were broken and followed that with and so are my legs...LOL!!!  So for about 8 hours I had a completely helpless injured little boy that only wanted mommy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PRT4k3W7HkI/TrhyylZK3VI/AAAAAAAAB7o/L0KfXRB5ES4/s400/Ghost%2Bmeets%2Bbedrail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672409944029846866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His eye healed really well and turned some really pretty colors over the course of a couple of weeks! We have not played ghost since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f65PZr63_Js/TrhyzBIMybI/AAAAAAAAB70/rAL1fZ44yB0/s1600/DSCN1655.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f65PZr63_Js/TrhyzBIMybI/AAAAAAAAB70/rAL1fZ44yB0/s400/DSCN1655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672409951474862514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-4249613719593064005?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4249613719593064005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=4249613719593064005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4249613719593064005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4249613719593064005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween-and-ghost-meets-bedrail.html' title='Happy Halloween and Ghost meets Bedrail!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZxcPOl5imk/TrmCy_MoGbI/AAAAAAAAB-U/z0Ycq8rB4jk/s72-c/DSCN1680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3065884179726657624</id><published>2011-10-27T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T16:09:31.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are all still breathing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow!!! It reall has been forever since I have updated. Kind of hard when a two year old is refusing naps as well as sleeping at night! Apparently we have monsters and I have yet to find the cure! I have tried Monster spray, leaving lights on, multiple night lights, CD's, a sound machine, and good dream cream (aka lotion). Also have cut out a handful of things he was watching. Nothing helps!!!! I am happy to report that we are only getting up about twice a night now instead of every hour on the hour! but if anyone else has any other brilliant suggestions... I am all ears! In the mean time on my days off we have been spending some time at a place called Pump It Up. It is a place with two arena's full of bounce houses and slides!!! Trystan loves it! and most of the time we have both arena's to ourselves!! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuXTEKfydCU/Tqne3HkK70I/AAAAAAAAB7c/ZhruRexRtq4/s1600/DSC03063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668306644527411010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuXTEKfydCU/Tqne3HkK70I/AAAAAAAAB7c/ZhruRexRtq4/s400/DSC03063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goober refused to open his eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRyT6cU79dY/Tqned6r8b3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/KLtDUv80KLw/s1600/DSC03059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668306211573624690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRyT6cU79dY/Tqned6r8b3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/KLtDUv80KLw/s400/DSC03059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is an obstacle coarse to the slides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Igm9XPiSX7Y/Tqnedr3wvqI/AAAAAAAAB7E/Kc0NX8_luOk/s1600/DSC03060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668306207596658338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Igm9XPiSX7Y/Tqnedr3wvqI/AAAAAAAAB7E/Kc0NX8_luOk/s400/DSC03060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little monkey the climber has no trouble climbing to the top of the slides all by himself. This one actually is a double slide and has two of these ladders. We usually race to the top and race to the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hdlslkwZ70/TqnecsIXktI/AAAAAAAAB64/eQtKJ-OGq8I/s1600/DSC03062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668306190486442706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hdlslkwZ70/TqnecsIXktI/AAAAAAAAB64/eQtKJ-OGq8I/s400/DSC03062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzVh8w5kqgc/TqneAOuq4GI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/HWgaGGTOyH0/s1600/DSC03064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668305701557690466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzVh8w5kqgc/TqneAOuq4GI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/HWgaGGTOyH0/s400/DSC03064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing up to the top of the big slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTaK4sZsNuY/Tqnd_TZb8xI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/4K58Xz0Z1_8/s1600/DSC03066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668305685630939922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTaK4sZsNuY/Tqnd_TZb8xI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/4K58Xz0Z1_8/s400/DSC03066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sliding down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGXwGMBVMuE/Tqnd_Cwv8eI/AAAAAAAAB6E/4gdDZ1oAx1k/s1600/DSC03068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668305681165316578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGXwGMBVMuE/Tqnd_Cwv8eI/AAAAAAAAB6E/4gdDZ1oAx1k/s400/DSC03068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only bad thing about these slides is they can cause some burns. I also learned that jeans with metal buttons on the back pockets cause friction and make the rear end a little toasty...literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8SiW3k4-Xw/Tqnd-D5xrQI/AAAAAAAAB58/I9CX5Z8J7ss/s1600/DSC03069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668305664291745026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8SiW3k4-Xw/Tqnd-D5xrQI/AAAAAAAAB58/I9CX5Z8J7ss/s400/DSC03069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside the bounce house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9JmPJcLUV0M/Tqnd-NnvDeI/AAAAAAAAB5s/vYnXruDWk_E/s1600/DSC03070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668305666900430306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9JmPJcLUV0M/Tqnd-NnvDeI/AAAAAAAAB5s/vYnXruDWk_E/s400/DSC03070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to climb with challenge wall. the wall is really slick with socks on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iXO8yoQ_NNU/TqndQfqcySI/AAAAAAAAB5g/X7lzfnpPw8A/s1600/DSC03072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668304881469671714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iXO8yoQ_NNU/TqndQfqcySI/AAAAAAAAB5g/X7lzfnpPw8A/s400/DSC03072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going into the obstacle coarse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srIDCWdLjk8/TqndPkE7Z2I/AAAAAAAAB5U/nSAF0u1p5Bc/s1600/DSC03076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668304865474602850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srIDCWdLjk8/TqndPkE7Z2I/AAAAAAAAB5U/nSAF0u1p5Bc/s400/DSC03076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend we went to the pumpkin patch. It was HOT!!! we all got sunburnt, but Trystan would like to go back every day. He went down the big blow up slides (Pump it up is still so much better, and much Cheaper). He had fun climbing on the pumpkins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qBDT454G3A/TqndPaPXZBI/AAAAAAAAB5I/ffielNnUa4M/s1600/DSCN1641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668304862834025490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qBDT454G3A/TqndPaPXZBI/AAAAAAAAB5I/ffielNnUa4M/s400/DSCN1641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And dropping the pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRKtC7tWxaA/TqndOUEbsII/AAAAAAAAB5A/bH8NMzPbZz0/s1600/DSCN1640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668304843997687938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRKtC7tWxaA/TqndOUEbsII/AAAAAAAAB5A/bH8NMzPbZz0/s400/DSCN1640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He even picked out his own baby pumpkin to carve this year. He has not been too interested the last two years, so we'll see how this one goes. He and daddy rode on the tea cups and had a blast!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hcs0BQCvDR8/TqndOE7YWcI/AAAAAAAAB4w/ce75RrfNbhc/s1600/DSCN1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668304839933188546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hcs0BQCvDR8/TqndOE7YWcI/AAAAAAAAB4w/ce75RrfNbhc/s400/DSCN1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then he decided that he wanted to jump and fly high! I was amazed at how little the kids were that were doing this. Mikie and I were a little bit hesitant to let Trystan try just because we thought they would get him up in the air and then he would freak out and let go, but Trystan was determined. So here's my little monkey getting all harnessed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6riTwyUH5Y/Tqnb3dXyVyI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ete3I2bTIcI/s1600/DSCN1627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668303351846164258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6riTwyUH5Y/Tqnb3dXyVyI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ete3I2bTIcI/s400/DSCN1627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up, up, up he goes holding on just like the guy told him too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xrGN65OxbgU/Tqnb2xlTI2I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/HPec-94L454/s1600/DSCN1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668303340091679586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xrGN65OxbgU/Tqnb2xlTI2I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/HPec-94L454/s400/DSCN1628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the kid grabbed his waste pulled him down and let him go!!!! He loved every second of it and never let go! Its hard to see his face in these but he was laughing and smiling the entire time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tSR3ia72BRA/Tqnb2uB6DNI/AAAAAAAAB4M/i8EU-1AUq6Q/s1600/DSCN1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668303339137928402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tSR3ia72BRA/Tqnb2uB6DNI/AAAAAAAAB4M/i8EU-1AUq6Q/s400/DSCN1633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668303320489000194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P34VVrTl9Ns/Tqnb1ojp_QI/AAAAAAAAB4E/ukx6R463veA/s400/DSCN1631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FyYg94afGJY/Tqnb1RWpkkI/AAAAAAAAB30/3Yf3KCzdmws/s1600/DSCN1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668303314260431426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FyYg94afGJY/Tqnb1RWpkkI/AAAAAAAAB30/3Yf3KCzdmws/s400/DSCN1630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry it has been so long again! We are just busy, busy, busy! I promise to update again shortly with all of our Halloween festivities! I should have some adorable pictures of the cutest Optimus Prime you have ever seen next week. The only thing that disappointed him is that he can't reall turn into a truck :) so stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3065884179726657624?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3065884179726657624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3065884179726657624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3065884179726657624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3065884179726657624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-are-all-still-breathing.html' title='We are all still breathing!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuXTEKfydCU/Tqne3HkK70I/AAAAAAAAB7c/ZhruRexRtq4/s72-c/DSC03063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-8128092378986995267</id><published>2011-09-01T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T15:25:08.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Binky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Future Doctor??? Maybe! Trystan loves to play with my stethascope. I never let him cause I never know even though I clean it routinely, what is growing on it. However, somebody stole my stethescope at work a few weeks ago I had to buy a new one;) Trystan loves to listen to his heart beat and his belly talk. Then he has to listen to mine and daddy's as well. He has been sick for two weeks off and on. two weeks ago today he threw up all night long then was fine for three days then puked all over again last tuesday, and then complained off and on for the last week that his belly hurt.  Mikie's mom and dad watched him last weekend and Mikie and I had a mini staycation. We stayed at the Redrock for two nights, went to eat at our favorite places and went shopping and actually got to look at stuff:) it was fabulous! Trystan still wasn't feeling fabulous and was afraid he was going to throw up, so grandma wrapped him in a towel just in case! A week later and he is all better he still won't sleep with a blanket or go anywhere without the towel. He didn't want to ride in the truck cause he had puked in it and he still has issues laying in his bed as he puked there too! I hope this passes soon.  He did finally start eating again yesterday:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uUBCs_STGSQ/TmAAc8NGgMI/AAAAAAAAB3s/2PgFmFxYi08/s1600/DSCN1599.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uUBCs_STGSQ/TmAAc8NGgMI/AAAAAAAAB3s/2PgFmFxYi08/s400/DSCN1599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647514429920018626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Binky Fairy came yesterday and took away the Binky! Mikie and his dad are hunting and I have 8 days off from work so it was time. I have been telling Trystan for about a month that the binky fairy was going to show up and take his binki's to the new babies that needed them. So yesterday the Binky Fairy dropped off this special monkey for snuggles at nap and bedtime for my big boy and took the binky's away! I am so proud of him. We have only had two meltdowns for the binki's and they have only lasted about three minutes! He loves his monkey and tells me that his binki's are with the new babies now. The Monkey is sitting on top of the towel we can't go anywhere without. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M7xOJL3VA3o/TmAAcZWy6WI/AAAAAAAAB3k/82ZT_zzLAiU/s1600/DSCN1606.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M7xOJL3VA3o/TmAAcZWy6WI/AAAAAAAAB3k/82ZT_zzLAiU/s400/DSCN1606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647514420565436770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trystan and his new bestest buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLUaKjib30g/TmAAb-W1CcI/AAAAAAAAB3c/PdSjGKl0h6o/s1600/DSCN1614.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-vLUaKjib30g/TmAAb-W1CcI/AAAAAAAAB3c/PdSjGKl0h6o/s400/DSCN1614.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647514413317818818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This kid has faked sick to try and get out of soccer and he is only 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He wants to go to school and ride the school bus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He begs me not to go to work some days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is such a Mommy's boy when he does not feel well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He calls me babes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We still go to the GI specialist...grrrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time we go to the store he asks for toys. When we say that is two big he replies maybe christmas... His christmas list is rather long already.... and he doesn't forget anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He reminds me daily that Santa is busy making toys for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is dressing himself and getting pretty good at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to help in the kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He swims underwater like a fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He still refuses to take his own shirt off. He gets frustrated in 0.2 seconds attempting to get one arm out of the sleeve so he can get the rest of it off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At soccer class he picks up the cones and puts them on his hands and does a three sixty making shooting noises...yes it is embarrassing as my 2 year old is the only one that turns soccer cones into guns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He gets mad at Mikie and I playing trains or spider man with him because we don't play right and he has to show us how!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-8128092378986995267?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8128092378986995267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=8128092378986995267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8128092378986995267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8128092378986995267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-more-binky.html' title='No More Binky!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uUBCs_STGSQ/TmAAc8NGgMI/AAAAAAAAB3s/2PgFmFxYi08/s72-c/DSCN1599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3089228653406463546</id><published>2011-08-02T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T15:25:46.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Camping Trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend we went camping with the Bellino side of the family up by Mount wheeler in Northern Nevada. We had not been camping for several years and it was Trystan's first camping trip. Our Niece Kylie came and spent the night at our house the night before we left and helped keep Trystan entertained while Mikie and I packed. They mad hats out of Trystan's shorts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlm4kEWbU_I/Tjh1NGfJEUI/AAAAAAAAB3U/0tCf4Y-vl4g/s1600/DSCN1467.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlm4kEWbU_I/Tjh1NGfJEUI/AAAAAAAAB3U/0tCf4Y-vl4g/s400/DSCN1467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636383801594155330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went on a couple of hike's. trystan had the best seat in the house and would yell go, go, go every time we stopped for a break.  Mikie and Papa took turns packing him on our verticle climb for the first hike of the trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UoAMhbk-msM/Tjh1M9IFd9I/AAAAAAAAB3M/Y-te5ISzuIg/s1600/DSCN1471.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UoAMhbk-msM/Tjh1M9IFd9I/AAAAAAAAB3M/Y-te5ISzuIg/s400/DSCN1471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636383799081531346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then halfway up Trystan decided he was done going up and headed down on his own. This kid knows what he wants, and has a great since of direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krPcO0EnkQM/Tjh1MusOmhI/AAAAAAAAB3E/2izXPd7KAXg/s1600/DSCN1475.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krPcO0EnkQM/Tjh1MusOmhI/AAAAAAAAB3E/2izXPd7KAXg/s400/DSCN1475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636383795206593042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kylie stopped to Pose for a picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-558a79-wtoA/TjhujVPGq_I/AAAAAAAAB28/wLXtsmARoXk/s1600/DSCN1485.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-558a79-wtoA/TjhujVPGq_I/AAAAAAAAB28/wLXtsmARoXk/s400/DSCN1485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636376486929148914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also spent lots of time playing in the tent. I was so excited Trystan's pack-n-play fit in the tent! He slept awesome even through rain and thunder.  Sorry this picture is blurry but I love it anyway. This is his cheese face, and he loved his head lamp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dbwj9SFUnXE/TjhujGlt0hI/AAAAAAAAB20/h6NdCNM4dM8/s1600/DSCN1492.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dbwj9SFUnXE/TjhujGlt0hI/AAAAAAAAB20/h6NdCNM4dM8/s400/DSCN1492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636376482997457426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Kylie and Trystan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nTmMZPl_7GY/Tjhui0z1n5I/AAAAAAAAB2s/_e-dPE0MCgE/s1600/DSCN1500.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nTmMZPl_7GY/Tjhui0z1n5I/AAAAAAAAB2s/_e-dPE0MCgE/s400/DSCN1500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636376478224850834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time playing in the creek as well. The water was freezing and made mikie and I's feet numb... it didn't seem to phase trystan though. I was a little nervous when we got there because the water was moving so quickly. Papa and Trystan had a talk about not going to the water without mommy, daddy, grandma, Auntie cole or uncle richard, because if he fell in we would never see Trystan again!!! It stuck Trystan was really good about the water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_tqE13JuaEM/TjhuioywXoI/AAAAAAAAB2k/08UfebKS_i8/s1600/DSCN1507.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_tqE13JuaEM/TjhuioywXoI/AAAAAAAAB2k/08UfebKS_i8/s400/DSCN1507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636376474999086722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_V09fGEfV8/TjhuiQuLbtI/AAAAAAAAB2c/l--41WvMhKI/s1600/DSCN1514.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-2_V09fGEfV8/TjhuiQuLbtI/AAAAAAAAB2c/l--41WvMhKI/s400/DSCN1514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636376468537437906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family photo. My camera was on a weird setting so Trystan and I have ghost faces :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zfzaeIiPmhc/TjhtnPT5zTI/AAAAAAAAB2U/DTPD9_hAsOk/s1600/DSCN1521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zfzaeIiPmhc/TjhtnPT5zTI/AAAAAAAAB2U/DTPD9_hAsOk/s400/DSCN1521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636375454546513202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy's feet were frozen so Mommy got a turn in the water with the monkey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZuebXI7ZHg/Tjhtm_vla4I/AAAAAAAAB2M/jAuX3g4vI5w/s1600/DSCN1523.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZuebXI7ZHg/Tjhtm_vla4I/AAAAAAAAB2M/jAuX3g4vI5w/s400/DSCN1523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636375450367650690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trystan was not into posing for photos of the grandkids for grandma, and getting them to all look at the camera is a near impossible feat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmRWNXVjlSI/TjhtmiYSktI/AAAAAAAAB2E/mP6SBESuI0Q/s1600/DSCN1527.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmRWNXVjlSI/TjhtmiYSktI/AAAAAAAAB2E/mP6SBESuI0Q/s400/DSCN1527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636375442485318354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is up at the alpine lakes as you head up to mount wheeler.  This water was not moving so Trystan walked right on in with no fear.  He walked more of this hike as well as created his own little detour. This one is not so much a fan of the trails. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KlaMkb_-hxo/TjhtmRNvnqI/AAAAAAAAB18/qf3Txg1nkHQ/s1600/DSCN1536.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-KlaMkb_-hxo/TjhtmRNvnqI/AAAAAAAAB18/qf3Txg1nkHQ/s400/DSCN1536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636375437877681826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another attempt at a grandkids photo;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0lxrfGNmtmc/Tjhtl7_o0tI/AAAAAAAAB10/7U2QdqjAJS0/s1600/DSCN1539.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0lxrfGNmtmc/Tjhtl7_o0tI/AAAAAAAAB10/7U2QdqjAJS0/s400/DSCN1539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636375432181371602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then there was sledding on ponchos in July! This is of mikie going from the top of the snowbank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-949Soh_K9aA/TjhskNRilBI/AAAAAAAAB1s/Pr_6j1wISzM/s1600/DSCN1565.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-949Soh_K9aA/TjhskNRilBI/AAAAAAAAB1s/Pr_6j1wISzM/s400/DSCN1565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636374302948496402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trystan loved it and just kicked back and drank water from mikie's pack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qy_ftAR2aNw/Tjhsj5AUeqI/AAAAAAAAB1k/AJY1j0ClPIM/s1600/DSCN1568.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qy_ftAR2aNw/Tjhsj5AUeqI/AAAAAAAAB1k/AJY1j0ClPIM/s400/DSCN1568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636374297507560098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfh5SUdjuY/TjhsjkYhkUI/AAAAAAAAB1c/QT3Z9XalSG4/s1600/DSCN1578.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfh5SUdjuY/TjhsjkYhkUI/AAAAAAAAB1c/QT3Z9XalSG4/s400/DSCN1578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636374291971936578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish these were on video. My in-laws decided to go down together and spun out of control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpg0cpReyb8/TjhsjQdjWDI/AAAAAAAAB1U/_AO0PL9OKBc/s1600/DSCN1579.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpg0cpReyb8/TjhsjQdjWDI/AAAAAAAAB1U/_AO0PL9OKBc/s400/DSCN1579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636374286624315442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktjQAdP6UUI/TjhsjBbV6OI/AAAAAAAAB1M/Kd0HEb3Q8FM/s1600/DSCN1580.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktjQAdP6UUI/TjhsjBbV6OI/AAAAAAAAB1M/Kd0HEb3Q8FM/s400/DSCN1580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636374282588514530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDiZBWuVn2k/Tjhrbo6rUGI/AAAAAAAAB1E/dTMghCL8Qbk/s1600/DSCN1581.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDiZBWuVn2k/Tjhrbo6rUGI/AAAAAAAAB1E/dTMghCL8Qbk/s400/DSCN1581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636373056238342242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My father-in-law stole the poncho, My mother-in-law ended up with her hind end rather cold and wet...we all had a great laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4llKwzZLwwQ/TjhrbYX878I/AAAAAAAAB08/SttT-qIvgeE/s1600/DSCN1583.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4llKwzZLwwQ/TjhrbYX878I/AAAAAAAAB08/SttT-qIvgeE/s400/DSCN1583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636373051797729218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGp5SPBwW74/TjhrbAO0hMI/AAAAAAAAB00/v-7C0IiqOxo/s1600/DSCN1586.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGp5SPBwW74/TjhrbAO0hMI/AAAAAAAAB00/v-7C0IiqOxo/s400/DSCN1586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636373045316977858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hTiMY8a2kJY/Tjhra8B22QI/AAAAAAAAB0s/LgxHfYTzgSE/s1600/DSCN1593.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hTiMY8a2kJY/Tjhra8B22QI/AAAAAAAAB0s/LgxHfYTzgSE/s400/DSCN1593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636373044188862722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A scenic look at mount wheeler and lake Theresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqEfb2mZT6M/TjhrauWKhMI/AAAAAAAAB0k/v4mkMJE17AE/s1600/DSCN1596.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqEfb2mZT6M/TjhrauWKhMI/AAAAAAAAB0k/v4mkMJE17AE/s400/DSCN1596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636373040515941570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What would a hike be without a walking stick! We had a great time and Trystan did Sooooo well. He is asking everyday when we can go again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3089228653406463546?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3089228653406463546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3089228653406463546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3089228653406463546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3089228653406463546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-camping-trip.html' title='Summer Camping Trip!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlm4kEWbU_I/Tjh1NGfJEUI/AAAAAAAAB3U/0tCf4Y-vl4g/s72-c/DSCN1467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-4109550787492467193</id><published>2011-08-02T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T11:19:48.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Underwear!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWt30qx0Hl8/Tjg-olW6xKI/AAAAAAAABys/p59lOzrT_9w/s1600/DSCN1598.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-dWt30qx0Hl8/Tjg-olW6xKI/AAAAAAAABys/p59lOzrT_9w/s400/DSCN1598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636323800598103202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't let this fool you we are no where near potty trained but he actually let me try on his big boy underwear this morning!!! He usually throws them on the ground and says no mommy. So its a start. He sat on the potty for a good 10 minutes this morning too. Needless to say after 10 minutes on the potty with nothing then putting on the big boy underwear he promptly peed in the middle of my bed. LOL!!! I love this kid. Its a start so I will take it! He really wants a bowser car, which has been promised after he learns to pee in the big boy potty. Hopefully this will continue to entice him to try! Any advice on Potty training boys? I am open for suggestions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-4109550787492467193?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4109550787492467193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=4109550787492467193' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4109550787492467193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4109550787492467193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/08/big-boy-underwear.html' title='Big Boy Underwear!?!?!?!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWt30qx0Hl8/Tjg-olW6xKI/AAAAAAAABys/p59lOzrT_9w/s72-c/DSCN1598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-4073277933021648300</id><published>2011-07-18T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:30:43.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Bed, and more!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMnsv5epOYc/TiTZlI0UNYI/AAAAAAAAByk/hGO-RlGSkUA/s1600/DSCN1417.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMnsv5epOYc/TiTZlI0UNYI/AAAAAAAAByk/hGO-RlGSkUA/s400/DSCN1417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630864666165261698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This kid is growing up so fast, I can't believe how time is flying by!! My days at home go by far to fast and my days at work drag on forever!!! To bad its not the other way around. We love to swim in the little pool in our backyard, well Trystan does. Mikie and I are shooting targets for the hose and spray bottles:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ij99_wlcqk/TiTZk1MxU4I/AAAAAAAAByc/XTJAaAbSc1k/s1600/DSCN1431.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ij99_wlcqk/TiTZk1MxU4I/AAAAAAAAByc/XTJAaAbSc1k/s400/DSCN1431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630864660899124098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and My bestest buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fI6iWydEnno/TiTZkg1RqWI/AAAAAAAAByU/mA5CQ0q7oyg/s1600/DSCN1433.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fI6iWydEnno/TiTZkg1RqWI/AAAAAAAAByU/mA5CQ0q7oyg/s400/DSCN1433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630864655431870818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what you get when a two year old finds his Halloween costume from last year and decides helmets are a good thing when driving like a crazy man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOSj_UTleD8/TiTZkVYKzyI/AAAAAAAAByM/VY-_9OODTRU/s1600/DSCN1451.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOSj_UTleD8/TiTZkVYKzyI/AAAAAAAAByM/VY-_9OODTRU/s400/DSCN1451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630864652356996898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we turned Trystan's bed into a big boy bed!!! He loves it and has done so good with it so far. Once he's laying down he doesn't try to get up and he only rolled out once in the middle of the night last night! The kid is kind of a crazy sleeper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-giSRlNLnO5o/TiTZjw9vdoI/AAAAAAAAByE/ytHMhYkzK8A/s1600/DSCN1447.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-giSRlNLnO5o/TiTZjw9vdoI/AAAAAAAAByE/ytHMhYkzK8A/s400/DSCN1447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630864642582476418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things I want to remember:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trystan: mom how are you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: I'm good how are you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trystan: Feel great;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That he still wants me to rock-a-bye with him at bedtime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That he wants to be so independent that it drives me crazy, but deep down I love that he wants to do it himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has the best imagination and plays so cute with his toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He tries to do the dances on the backyardagins...hilarious to watch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He hides under his pillow every morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fireworks on the fourth of July scared him to death and we stayed up until 3am before he finally gave up, and the next two nights we went through it all again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves spiderman and captain america just like his daddy did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He will only drink his milk out of the blue and green sippy cup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-4073277933021648300?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4073277933021648300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=4073277933021648300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4073277933021648300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4073277933021648300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-boy-bed-and-more.html' title='Big Boy Bed, and more!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMnsv5epOYc/TiTZlI0UNYI/AAAAAAAAByk/hGO-RlGSkUA/s72-c/DSCN1417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-6715217927916649936</id><published>2011-06-22T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T15:19:22.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been forever since my last post!!! Sorry. I haven't taken many pictures either, but hopefully the videos will work. It's finally starting to get hot here, not that I am excited about it, but we are way behind as far as vegas weather goes. Of course that means its too hot to go to the park and play so I have found some other fun places for us to hang out this summer. On Mondays Trystan and I attend  a parent child Soccer class! We both have a blast. The do a series of games that each last 5 to 8 minutes the class is only an hour long and perfect for the toddler attention span. We kick balls, build castles with cones and kick them over, make choo-choo trains, play red light green light (trystan's favorite) do stretching exercises, stomp on bubbles, and get stickers. I am so glad I signed him up. There are only 5 kids in his class and almost all are boys.  Sorry NO pictures of soccer class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I got a membership at a place called Kinderland cafe. Love It!!!! It is an indoor play area for infants and kids under 6. They have ball pits, slides, trucks, blocks, stories, puzzles, trainsets, big bouncy balls, a mini toddler coaster etc. Usually the kids in there are about Trystan's age and younger.  We go there two to three times a week.  Parents have to stay, but they provide free Wifi and have great coffee and snacks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been hiking and played in the water, but it is too hot for that now, so I bought a little pool and we spend time outside in that or we go to the big pool at the YMCA!  We are looking forward to a camping trip the end of July and San Diego in September. 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=6715217927916649936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6715217927916649936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6715217927916649936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-580591013813676915</id><published>2011-05-10T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T16:13:32.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Goes On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a short update. It has been a long ten days for me, with many ups a downs. Honestly I did okay until this morning at my post-op follow up. I may have had one other mini meltdown on my poor hubby when we went out for our anniversary, but other than that I have been okay! I'll back up a bit as some of you know what I am talking about but most of you do not.  It all started last friday with a Random positive pregnancy test, that I knew in my heart of hearts that yep I was pregnant, but there was no way we were going to get a sweet new baby from this pregnancy. Without going into to much detail, I called my doctor immediately on Friday the 29th of April when I found out I was pregnant. He had me come to the office right away for an ultrasound and blood work. We were pretty sure the ultrasound should an ectopic pregnancy on the right side, but before the doctor did anything about it he wanted to confirm with blood results.  The plan was he would call me with blood results late late friday night and Saturday morning I was to go to summerlin ER for Methotrexate injections to get rid of the ectopic pregnancy. Well at 10:30 Friday night the doctor called with the blood test results which of coarse just my luck were boarderline and he was unable to rule out viable pregnancy vs. ectopic.  The plan changed and I was to repeat blood work on Sunday after 48 hours. I was given instructions that if my pain got any worse that I was to go to the emergency room.  Saturday morning I got up we got dressed and went to run some errands. While at one store, I looked at Mikie and said you have to take me to the ER. The pain had intensified dramatically it hurt to stand on my own two feet. We dropped the baby off at Mikie's mom's and headed to the ER. I called my Doctor on the way there, they got me right into the ER and my doctor called me back after we were settled at the hospital. My doctor was there in surgery all day and just added me to the OR schedule for saturday afternoon. They wheeled my back and took me to the OR about 4pm last saturday. I most definantly had an ectopic pregnancy they did get to it before the tube ruptured. I was in surgery for just over an hour and sent home just after 7PM that night. The gas they used for the surgery (as they did it laproscopic) was horrible!!!! I hope I never have to experience that pain again.  that passed after a couple of days. then my throat swelled and spasmed and I completely lost my voice for three days. (Anyone ever here of a pedi-ET tube).  I went in for my post-op follow up today. Everything is healing great, my doctor showed me all the pictures from my surgery. the right side was pretty swollen. He has no idea what caused it, but of coarse now that it has happened once we are at a much higher risk of it happening again. I finally had a meltdown today. I couldn't get to my car fast enough after my appointment before the tears started to flow.  This is not at all how I dreamed pregnancy number 2 would go, but for now I am going to be grateful that I have an amazing husband,  a happy, healthy, sweet and energetic two year old that makes me laugh and smile every day. My mom took last week off work and came to stay, she was amazing help with Trystan, he had so much fun with her, and  it was great just to have mom around!!!!!! Thank you, thank you, Thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the middle of all of this Mikie and I celebrated our 7 year anniversary!!!! I really am the luckiest girl in the world. I can't believe its been 7 years already! Time has flown by.  My husband is my rock and I couldn't imagine my life without him!!! Thanks for a wonderful 7 years baby! Hoping for many, many, many more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-580591013813676915?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/580591013813676915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=580591013813676915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/580591013813676915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/580591013813676915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-goes-on.html' title='Life Goes On...'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-1940878127251225777</id><published>2011-04-23T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T16:09:30.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferrari Driving Experience!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hubby has always had a thing for Ferrari's! Last year for our anniversary I was searching for something to get him that he would actually enjoy that had all boy written all over it. I talked to his dad and was going to do the Richard Petty Driving experience out at Las Vegas motor speedway where he would have the opportunity to drive a Race car for a number of laps around the race track at speeds that he is not aloud to drive anywhere else. But when I got and line and started looking, I found The exotic racing experience at the speedway that puts you behind the wheel of Ferrari's, Lamborghini's, etc.  Bingo!!!!!! I went with that instead and he finally went out and drove it today!!! He is on the track driving in this first picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nj89P7hxBOo/TbNXE4kbh9I/AAAAAAAABx4/6Vvx9aHBoyc/s1600/DSCN1332.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nj89P7hxBOo/TbNXE4kbh9I/AAAAAAAABx4/6Vvx9aHBoyc/s400/DSCN1332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598914503167936466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just pulling it out of the garage! Pretty sweet ride if I do say so myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXelgvGbZJk/TbNW9bIhg_I/AAAAAAAABxw/bWjOYnzCOmo/s1600/DSCN1331.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXelgvGbZJk/TbNW9bIhg_I/AAAAAAAABxw/bWjOYnzCOmo/s400/DSCN1331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598914375007175666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EfBws9BqD0E/TbNWvtyzHgI/AAAAAAAABxo/XxF4nN1DOTU/s1600/DSCN1336.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EfBws9BqD0E/TbNWvtyzHgI/AAAAAAAABxo/XxF4nN1DOTU/s400/DSCN1336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598914139498159618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love the back end!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJaXM3rcxIk/TbNWvRgpywI/AAAAAAAABxg/7HQTp17X1FI/s1600/DSCN1337.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJaXM3rcxIk/TbNWvRgpywI/AAAAAAAABxg/7HQTp17X1FI/s400/DSCN1337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598914131905858306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes I know I should have had him take the helmet off for this one, but he thoroughly enjoyed himself!!! Now he's asking if we can buy one!!! LOL in his wildest dreams!!! I loved the car, but not enough to live in it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CL6RxRrnXxY/TbNWvAbhyNI/AAAAAAAABxY/Erw2-QAl9G0/s1600/DSCN1339.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CL6RxRrnXxY/TbNWvAbhyNI/AAAAAAAABxY/Erw2-QAl9G0/s400/DSCN1339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598914127320959186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Dad, Sam and the girls came to spend the weekend with us too!!!! Mikie and I got to go on a Date last night wahoooo!!! We had a great time and Trystan is having a blast with Grandma, Grandpa and his littlest Aunts! They had fun playing on the bean bag chair at the speedway this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdT15NnVQOY/TbNWu60s3xI/AAAAAAAABxQ/6KhjmRcHP0E/s1600/DSCN1329.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdT15NnVQOY/TbNWu60s3xI/AAAAAAAABxQ/6KhjmRcHP0E/s400/DSCN1329.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598914125815930642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trystan thought it was cool Daddy got to drive fast in a "race car"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wu_sh0mjBUA/TbNWN2G52QI/AAAAAAAABxI/jM8z1AoHkk4/s1600/DSCN1340.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wu_sh0mjBUA/TbNWN2G52QI/AAAAAAAABxI/jM8z1AoHkk4/s400/DSCN1340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598913557614418178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had to work Sunday :( (I ended up doing charge nurse for our 53 bed unit all by myself Sunday so good times for me) Mikie took Trystan hiking and they had a blast! they went out to red rock and hiked up to a waterfall. Mikie said Trystan walked all the way in I think he said it was just over 1/2 a mile.  Trystan loved every minute of it and Mikie got some great pictures.  This one is my favorite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOhn8sM3BDo/TbNWNo-ZWlI/AAAAAAAABxA/LD25B6BVLqY/s1600/DSC02883.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOhn8sM3BDo/TbNWNo-ZWlI/AAAAAAAABxA/LD25B6BVLqY/s400/DSC02883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598913554089073234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves the rocks and did not want to stay on the trail. He wanted to make his own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHOEBwCT3Cs/TbNWNKhX49I/AAAAAAAABw4/wOjvzow2yn4/s1600/DSC02885.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHOEBwCT3Cs/TbNWNKhX49I/AAAAAAAABw4/wOjvzow2yn4/s400/DSC02885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598913545914278866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's getting to be a pro at stairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oEvX4Wcr38I/TbNWM1POxqI/AAAAAAAABww/ZI0qx53bN1E/s1600/DSC02887.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oEvX4Wcr38I/TbNWM1POxqI/AAAAAAAABww/ZI0qx53bN1E/s400/DSC02887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598913540201039522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He wore his hat the entire time.... backwards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-egtGImUfWt0/TbNWMuC0_JI/AAAAAAAABwo/oVyxAFjq4RQ/s1600/DSC02886.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-egtGImUfWt0/TbNWMuC0_JI/AAAAAAAABwo/oVyxAFjq4RQ/s400/DSC02886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598913538269969554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking two seconds to look at dad and the camera kind of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1DkyhTXqFc/TbNVWyKHmJI/AAAAAAAABwg/OjNGLN3TX2A/s1600/DSC02889.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1DkyhTXqFc/TbNVWyKHmJI/AAAAAAAABwg/OjNGLN3TX2A/s400/DSC02889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598912611661355154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its finally time to retire the 12 month pants they are becoming high waters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FzgQ0Ndup-Y/TbNVWsemhoI/AAAAAAAABwY/fmh6h87m914/s1600/DSC02891.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FzgQ0Ndup-Y/TbNVWsemhoI/AAAAAAAABwY/fmh6h87m914/s400/DSC02891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598912610136655490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously have you seen a cuter kid!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-73JRHFkR4pg/TbNVWcH84bI/AAAAAAAABwQ/mrfaJ9V64bk/s1600/DSC02895.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-73JRHFkR4pg/TbNVWcH84bI/AAAAAAAABwQ/mrfaJ9V64bk/s400/DSC02895.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598912605746684338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally to the water and of coarse he got soaked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ybx5e-fbu6U/TbNVWKykhII/AAAAAAAABwI/Q2ViMv0p-ec/s1600/DSC02907.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ybx5e-fbu6U/TbNVWKykhII/AAAAAAAABwI/Q2ViMv0p-ec/s400/DSC02907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598912601093604482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing in the back of the truck after the hike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28kSillPWlU/TbNVVwTthDI/AAAAAAAABwA/-ZGWibs2m50/s1600/DSC02920.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28kSillPWlU/TbNVVwTthDI/AAAAAAAABwA/-ZGWibs2m50/s400/DSC02920.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598912593984848946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mikie went to pick Trystan up the other night from his mom and dad's and got a muscle man show!!! He ran out on their grass and started showing everyone his "muscles" in several different poses. The pictures are a little blurry but hilarious!! Hopefully they will make you smile and laugh like we did! I love this little boy and he never fails at making me smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ihs_kg4Q5o/TbNUY4lJxtI/AAAAAAAABv4/P72VKTahqQg/s1600/DSC02936.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ihs_kg4Q5o/TbNUY4lJxtI/AAAAAAAABv4/P72VKTahqQg/s400/DSC02936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598911548233467602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvkwaSULiPU/TbNUYkxaLeI/AAAAAAAABvw/myqwef8Q8FY/s1600/DSC02937.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvkwaSULiPU/TbNUYkxaLeI/AAAAAAAABvw/myqwef8Q8FY/s400/DSC02937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598911542916165090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bD0ZOcUbJhk/TbNUYQrEoyI/AAAAAAAABvo/b24HssX_1A8/s1600/DSC02938.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bD0ZOcUbJhk/TbNUYQrEoyI/AAAAAAAABvo/b24HssX_1A8/s400/DSC02938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598911537520878370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OBeB-oBFghk/TbNUYHBehFI/AAAAAAAABvg/MS6YCEUO52g/s1600/DSC02939.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OBeB-oBFghk/TbNUYHBehFI/AAAAAAAABvg/MS6YCEUO52g/s400/DSC02939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598911534930494546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ybdQ_oVFmgU/TbNUXy0dvFI/AAAAAAAABvY/4x_u5_Bh7k8/s1600/DSC02940.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ybdQ_oVFmgU/TbNUXy0dvFI/AAAAAAAABvY/4x_u5_Bh7k8/s400/DSC02940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598911529507208274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-1940878127251225777?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1940878127251225777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=1940878127251225777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1940878127251225777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1940878127251225777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/ferrari-driving-experience.html' title='Ferrari Driving Experience!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nj89P7hxBOo/TbNXE4kbh9I/AAAAAAAABx4/6Vvx9aHBoyc/s72-c/DSCN1332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-6788100177203469963</id><published>2011-04-11T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:41:16.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He just keeps going, and going, and going!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow!!!! It has been a long time since I updated!!!! I assure you we are all still very much alive and doing well. Our days are filled with trucks, balls, stories, bubbles, and of all things Mario!!! Yes Mario. My two year old is addicted to Mario Kart and as of the last week he is now addicted to Mario Galaxy (flying Mario). It is the first thing he asks for in the morning  and it continues all  day.  Of Course he can't actually play the game, so mom and dad get tortured. I don't think Dad minds as much as mom though;) Though that is what his number one request is, I can only take so much of it and we have had to limit the Wii time. It is getting nice outside, so we frequent the park, and we play outside with the bubble machine. Yesterday we went to the park and they have turned all the splash pads on!!!!! Yeah for water, boooo that it was too cold to play in it. This morning we got ready to go to the park, I had Trystan completely dressed and ready to head out the door. I was making his water and he comes running in the kitchen pantless with his swim trunks in the other hand telling me, suite mommy. It was only 60 degrees outside and still too cool to play in cold water. After fighting to get him dressed again and explaining for the nine hundreth time it was too cold to play in the water. We were finally on our way, but after Trystan screaming and spitting at me all the way to the buffalo exit to the butterfly park, mean mommy took park priveleges away for the day and we went to run errands instead. Maybe Friday we will make it to the park, and it is supposed to be 90 so we can play in the water.  Trystan is getting so big and talking so much and so clearly too. He thinks its fun to tell Mikie and I to cry, the other day I told him no I was going to cry he raised his hand like he was going to slap me and said make you cry mommy! Seriously??? He gives the best hugs and kisses though. And he is the life of every party! We went to St. George Saturday for my Cousin's baby's blessing and Trystan had a group of about 10 people young and old alike surrounding him the entire time. He was sticking cars up his shirt saying booboo's his version of boobs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBGBTNXtf3g/TaN5qkpkS-I/AAAAAAAABvQ/3R05l1ytHkI/s1600/DSCN1258.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBGBTNXtf3g/TaN5qkpkS-I/AAAAAAAABvQ/3R05l1ytHkI/s400/DSCN1258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594448934423776226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the speech therapist/feeding specialist a couple of weeks ago. She was amazing and got Trystan to eat things I never thought would be possible. She did not feel that Trystan needed continual therapy for his eating, but felt that his lack of interest in food and eating was a behavioral thing/ control thing! (which is what Mikie and I have thought the entire time). She gave me some great tips and tricks. We play lots of games at our dinner table these days, including puzzles, basketball, blowing bubbles and building towers, but they are working!!!!! Trystan is now eating three full meals a day when he is at home and at Grandma's!!!! Even better than that he is enjoying it, and gets so excited when he finishes his plate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LRpVwYBD1H8/TaN5p5yb9XI/AAAAAAAABvI/vUsG_57JoEk/s1600/DSCN1261.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LRpVwYBD1H8/TaN5p5yb9XI/AAAAAAAABvI/vUsG_57JoEk/s400/DSCN1261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594448922918253938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went back to the GI specialist right after seeing the speech therapist and he still wanted to do an EGD to "make sure there were no ulcers in the esophagus" I scheduled it really apprehensively as it meant that Trystan would have to have an IV and be put under for the procedure. After talking to Mikie, I called and cancelled the procedure. Neither one of us feel that it is necessary at this point. Trystan has never had reflux problems or shown any symptoms of any kind of gastric ulcers. My mom came out the end of March for a week, so I took the week off and we headed to Utah. Trystan had so much fun playing with my cousin's little boy Torsten. Torsten is only a month older than Trystan and they had a blast. We stayed at my Aunt Margene's and they ran around playing race cars and motorcycles.  My mom was letting them jump off the brick fire places, My child has no fear and I love the look on his face in this picture. Thanks for playing with us guys!!! Trystan is still walking around the house with my cell phone calling Torsten!!! ( We wished we lived closer!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HUmn8LTzYw/TaN5prPZ9YI/AAAAAAAABvA/z8OMOUQgLec/s1600/DSCN1264.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HUmn8LTzYw/TaN5prPZ9YI/AAAAAAAABvA/z8OMOUQgLec/s400/DSCN1264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594448919013225858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Torsten and Trystan even shared pretty good for the most part!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkKtUrdK778/TaN5pSJfEWI/AAAAAAAABu4/rnzKShaIW-4/s1600/DSCN1267.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkKtUrdK778/TaN5pSJfEWI/AAAAAAAABu4/rnzKShaIW-4/s400/DSCN1267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594448912277508450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at this boy! He looks so big in this picture laying on the floor playing with the computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4saErpha0Nk/TaN5pH8bDBI/AAAAAAAABuw/2Uwxzu5RcPw/s1600/DSCN1269.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4saErpha0Nk/TaN5pH8bDBI/AAAAAAAABuw/2Uwxzu5RcPw/s400/DSCN1269.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594448909538364434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also got to see all of my mom's sisters and Aunt Brenda drives a hummer!!!! One of Trystan's favorites, so of course she let him play in it!!! He was in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tjiZsd8YlGA/TaN4tmqvUKI/AAAAAAAABug/StA4i2R5b0U/s1600/DSCN1275.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tjiZsd8YlGA/TaN4tmqvUKI/AAAAAAAABug/StA4i2R5b0U/s400/DSCN1275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594447886993543330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sAC98StNvY/TaN4tNfotzI/AAAAAAAABuY/bbMAPKxWwTM/s1600/DSCN1273.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sAC98StNvY/TaN4tNfotzI/AAAAAAAABuY/bbMAPKxWwTM/s400/DSCN1273.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594447880236087090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Monty's Chickens had baby Chicks that we got to go play with!!! They were so cute, but Trystan was not to sure about them, he thought they were cute from a distance, but did not want to hold them or touch them. Torsten was the complete opposite and wanted to hold them and pet them. It was fun to go to the farm and see the chicken's, cows, &amp;amp; chickee's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wtbiGUZ_FFU/TaN4s9GLYxI/AAAAAAAABuQ/8vMXJ9mjMIc/s1600/DSCN1278.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wtbiGUZ_FFU/TaN4s9GLYxI/AAAAAAAABuQ/8vMXJ9mjMIc/s400/DSCN1278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594447875834340114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Margene Farah and Torsten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SFRmSGsbes0/TaN4sfNuMBI/AAAAAAAABuI/5gBK7hToODQ/s1600/DSCN1282.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SFRmSGsbes0/TaN4sfNuMBI/AAAAAAAABuI/5gBK7hToODQ/s400/DSCN1282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594447867812917266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trystan shying away from the baby chickee's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v85CjXOiRCc/TaN4HIiARSI/AAAAAAAABuA/EgvP0kbp84o/s1600/DSCN1287.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v85CjXOiRCc/TaN4HIiARSI/AAAAAAAABuA/EgvP0kbp84o/s400/DSCN1287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594447226068813090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Trystan checking out the cows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEEogg9Vrt0/TaN4GkDG-UI/AAAAAAAABt4/cGQKs9i6Ysc/s1600/DSCN1292.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEEogg9Vrt0/TaN4GkDG-UI/AAAAAAAABt4/cGQKs9i6Ysc/s400/DSCN1292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594447216275552578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This kid actually looked and me and said cheese for a picture!!!! first time ever! My dad same and the girls bought this had for him when they went to Disney land last year and I could never get him to wear it!!!! He loves it now guys, Thank you!!!!! It fits him so well too he bounces around and has the energy of 12 tiggers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu1cjId69yk/TaN4GR8rGaI/AAAAAAAABtw/xNJmyU-D1QM/s1600/DSCN1296.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu1cjId69yk/TaN4GR8rGaI/AAAAAAAABtw/xNJmyU-D1QM/s400/DSCN1296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594447211416721826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back view!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czHr2FN86L4/TaN4FzUQJEI/AAAAAAAABto/YQhPvdEhZxk/s1600/DSCN1297.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czHr2FN86L4/TaN4FzUQJEI/AAAAAAAABto/YQhPvdEhZxk/s400/DSCN1297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594447203194119234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not much else is going on with us, just work, work, work and more work!!!! Hopefully it won't be so long before I update again! Sorry!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nuo1JAU6kfI/TaN4FrigSAI/AAAAAAAABtg/dVRYg6iuGAU/s1600/DSCN1299.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nuo1JAU6kfI/TaN4FrigSAI/AAAAAAAABtg/dVRYg6iuGAU/s400/DSCN1299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594447201106413570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-6788100177203469963?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6788100177203469963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=6788100177203469963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6788100177203469963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6788100177203469963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/he-just-keeps-going-and-going-and-going.html' title='He just keeps going, and going, and going!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBGBTNXtf3g/TaN5qkpkS-I/AAAAAAAABvQ/3R05l1ytHkI/s72-c/DSCN1258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-9082071245395179438</id><published>2011-02-28T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T16:58:55.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Days!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hz0Rfi14Yxc/TWxD0z-mUBI/AAAAAAAABtY/40tAR0BSPrM/s1600/DSCN1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5Iqth68n7s/TWw58iEX3uI/AAAAAAAABtQ/_kCHveloYr0/s1600/RSCN1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5Iqth68n7s/TWw58iEX3uI/AAAAAAAABtQ/_kCHveloYr0/s400/RSCN1246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578897750505283298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't let this cute little boy fool you at times he has four heads that whirl round and round and round! at least for the last week! He throws himself on the floor screaming and kicking for no apparent reason, He spits and kicks, and slaps and screams orders at the top of his lungs! Time out is fun and a game. Daddy is his favorite and if he can't have Daddy he asks to go to Wyndee's or grandma's. My two year old is on strike from Mommy...and I HATE it. When I'm not home banging my head against the wall because my two year old wants everyone but me I am at work being yelled at by patients, doctors, managers, etc and being physically abused by big drawers full of IV fluids. It's healing nicely, It was completely black and swollen for 4 days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hz0Rfi14Yxc/TWxD0z-mUBI/AAAAAAAABtY/40tAR0BSPrM/s400/DSCN1249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578908612990226450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-9082071245395179438?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/9082071245395179438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=9082071245395179438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/9082071245395179438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/9082071245395179438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/02/rough-days.html' title='Rough Days!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5Iqth68n7s/TWw58iEX3uI/AAAAAAAABtQ/_kCHveloYr0/s72-c/RSCN1246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-6640517339519591154</id><published>2011-02-07T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T16:41:29.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undecided...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TVCOfHpE9OI/AAAAAAAABtI/PMms1KqNA-I/s1600/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-02-07%2Bat%2B16.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TVCOfHpE9OI/AAAAAAAABtI/PMms1KqNA-I/s400/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-02-07%2Bat%2B16.14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571109404335731938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I decided it was time for something new!!! I was tired of the ponytail I have been sporting for the last 2 years.  so I got rid of it!! I am way blonder than I have EVER been, and I think I like the cut, but I'm not 100%. What do you think? (sorry for the messy background!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-6640517339519591154?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6640517339519591154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=6640517339519591154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6640517339519591154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6640517339519591154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/02/undecided.html' title='Undecided...'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TVCOfHpE9OI/AAAAAAAABtI/PMms1KqNA-I/s72-c/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-02-07%2Bat%2B16.14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-5817718879140805268</id><published>2011-01-22T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:07:52.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mama, hold your baby"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TTtfn8GVy7I/AAAAAAAABs8/k6MpqZNturA/s1600/DSCN1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TTtfn8GVy7I/AAAAAAAABs8/k6MpqZNturA/s400/DSCN1197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565146904298638258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Trystan has been feeling under the weather the last three days. Poor kid woke up Thursday morning hacking and as the day progressed his nose and eyes started running and the fever set in Thursday night. I knew he was not feeling well when I dropped him off at my mother-in-laws on Thursday morning...and I felt like the worst mom ever when I left him, though I knew he would be perfectly fine with grammy! I had yesterday off and we spent the day snuggin and watching movies. I called and made his appointment with The GI specialist yesterday, and while I was on the phone he kept saying "mama hold your baby!" Sweetest thing ever. So I was scheduled to work this morning, but got up with Trystan in the middle of the night and he was running a fever again and wanted to "bye, by" (rockabye). I thought I had him back to sleep so I put him in his bed and he sat up with snot running down to his chin and big tears in his eyes and said "mama hold your baby." I called in!!! sucker maybe so, but I hate leaving him when he is not feeling well. Daddy had to work today and Trystan was going to spend the day with grandma, but sometimes a baby just needs his mama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-5817718879140805268?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5817718879140805268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=5817718879140805268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/5817718879140805268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/5817718879140805268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/mama-hold-your-baby.html' title='&quot;Mama, hold your baby&quot;'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TTtfn8GVy7I/AAAAAAAABs8/k6MpqZNturA/s72-c/DSCN1197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-6946618774676860122</id><published>2011-01-14T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T22:13:59.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Visits or Hell Visits!!!!</title><content type='html'>Why do I dread taking my little one to his well visits..I know they are important and that shots are important but they are stressful appointments for me. At his 18 month appointment I got copies of his growth chart stating that he had fallen below the 5th percentile for his age in both height and weight with a lab order for failure to thrive blood work. Failure to thrive I think not... on the small side yes, the kid goes a hundred miles an hour from the second his little eyes pop open to the minute he falls asleep. No he doesn't eat well either, can he eat yes he knows how to use utensils and does it well, but he is too busy to eat. He only likes low caloric foods such as fruit and he eats it is on the go! He loves loves loves his milk most days so at least he gets some nutrients from that, we try new things all the time, and always put things he does like on his plate along with the new stuff, he just refuses to eat. He eats on average pretty good about once every 5 days. Fast forward to 2 year well visit today, "Mom we are concerned as he is still off the growth chart, I want to send him to a gastointerologist for a complet GI work up. I know we did blood work 6 months ago (which must have come back normal because nobody ever told me otherwise) but I think we should run some more tests. How's his appetite?" see above statements. "Depending on what the GI doctor finds we may send him to an endocrinologist to check growth hormones and do some x-rays and bonescans." We like to see kids in the 50th percentile. Deep down I don't feel there is anything medically wrong with Trystan, but we like to make sure before we say he is just going to be little as it is part of his gene pool." Trystan has gained 10oz and grown and inch in 6 months. I'm grateful he is gaining weight, and I guess I should be grateful they want to check everything out, but instead I just get frustrated. They did all of the same tests on me and my little sister. Meanwhile the entire time we are in the doctor's office Trystan is saying done go home mama, I done with giant crocodile tears rolling down his cheeks.... then of coarse we get shots! Trystan screamed bloody murder, ripped the bandaids off his legs and stuck them onto the medical assistance hand and told him no, go! I always feel like I am to blame when I leave the doctor's office, I hate that my little one doesn't eat well, but its not because we don't try!!!!!!!! Then they told me it was time to take him to the dentist as well. He made the cosmotologist bleed (though I'm pretty sure I mentioned this last time was a complete success)! But wish me luck holding him down for all of these other tests, plus the dentist!!! Sorry for the rant, but sometimes it is necessary to vent the not so exciting moments of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: if anyone has any great ideas or receipes for kids please share!!! I'm fresh out:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-6946618774676860122?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6946618774676860122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=6946618774676860122' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6946618774676860122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6946618774676860122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-visits-or-hell-visits.html' title='Well Visits or Hell Visits!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3449689255494057839</id><published>2011-01-09T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T16:17:48.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chugga Chugga Two...yes Two!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSpJbwpe1ZI/AAAAAAAABsU/bgIsPq1CkJk/s1600/Jan%2B7th%2B2009%2B%252814%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560337431206483346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSpJbwpe1ZI/AAAAAAAABsU/bgIsPq1CkJk/s400/Jan%2B7th%2B2009%2B%252814%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't Believe my little one is Two already! It seems like I just had him yesterday. We love this sweet, sensitive, rowdy, rambunctious, train loving two year old! I braved it and took him to get his hair cut on his birthday. My heart sank when we walked into the salon and the only girl there was the one he made bleed the last time :( but I held my breath, crossed my fingers and bribed him with a new toy if he would sit on my lap and let the nice lady cut his hair. Worked like a charm!!!! He sat on my lap and didn't budge or make a peep!!! He looks so grown up without the shag hanging over his ears and nearly to his shoulders, my baby looks like a handsome little boy!! I was so proud of him...anyways onto the birthday festivities. On Trystan's birthday we just spent the day together! We went shopping and got some stuff for his party. My dad, sam and the girls came into town that night and Mikie and I got to work creating the train cake! I love the way it turned out, wasn't to sure how good it would taste though so I also made rice crispy treats!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo_612RtwI/AAAAAAAABrs/ub_KG1-xB7o/s1600/DSCN1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560326970061993730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo_612RtwI/AAAAAAAABrs/ub_KG1-xB7o/s400/DSCN1123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo_6j90spI/AAAAAAAABrk/fp5d9d7XiQI/s1600/DSCN1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560326965261808274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo_6j90spI/AAAAAAAABrk/fp5d9d7XiQI/s400/DSCN1122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday morning before the party, Trystan spent playing with his auntie's! They played racing games outside and played the Wii. The girls were holding onto Trystan shifting his weight on the wii fit board so he was acutally playing the games. He loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo_6VyLflI/AAAAAAAABrc/y9jptqazjbI/s1600/DSCN1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560326961454874194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo_6VyLflI/AAAAAAAABrc/y9jptqazjbI/s400/DSCN1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo_6Es4ksI/AAAAAAAABrU/vQ8mvoVcxEY/s1600/DSCN1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560326956869259970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo_6Es4ksI/AAAAAAAABrU/vQ8mvoVcxEY/s400/DSCN1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we had his party at his favorite place...the park!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo_5861XMI/AAAAAAAABrM/EJc3SakwulU/s1600/DSCN1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560326954780286146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo_5861XMI/AAAAAAAABrM/EJc3SakwulU/s400/DSCN1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papa K and Trystan getting ready to play on the slides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo-mub50JI/AAAAAAAABrE/VNjStXdrG0s/s1600/DSCN1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560325524963315858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo-mub50JI/AAAAAAAABrE/VNjStXdrG0s/s400/DSCN1139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peyton aka (baby) yes that is what Trystan calls her, but she calls him the same thing:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560334590652970354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSpG2awv9XI/AAAAAAAABr8/4Ncji96MLHI/s400/DSCN1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brianna, Gracie Trystan, and Brynlyn posing for a picture&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560339241261460882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSpLFHoN7ZI/AAAAAAAABsk/wQrRopw2yWk/s400/DSCN1167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kaysen and Gracie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560325513889777810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo-mFLxCJI/AAAAAAAABq0/5LlzNYtIrYk/s400/DSCN1144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love this picture of Brynlyn and Trystan even though all you can see is the back of Trystan's head.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo-l1N2SNI/AAAAAAAABqs/eGXZl69I1cg/s1600/DSCN1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560325509603543250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo-l1N2SNI/AAAAAAAABqs/eGXZl69I1cg/s400/DSCN1154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason, Auntie, Chelsea, Auntie Cole, and uncle Richard&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo-lrv9z4I/AAAAAAAABqk/bmw70xfQHUY/s1600/DSCN1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560325507062288258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo-lrv9z4I/AAAAAAAABqk/bmw70xfQHUY/s400/DSCN1155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grammy and Trystan!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo8TxBfPWI/AAAAAAAABqc/cMMlFGL259o/s1600/DSCN1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560323000217058658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo8TxBfPWI/AAAAAAAABqc/cMMlFGL259o/s400/DSCN1158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylie, Trystan and Gracie going for a walk.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo8Th85t7I/AAAAAAAABqU/Zh1nwzFsvWY/s1600/DSCN1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560322996171290546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo8Th85t7I/AAAAAAAABqU/Zh1nwzFsvWY/s400/DSCN1162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The absolute only time Trystan sits at the table to eat is with Wyndee and the girls.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560322992980272786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo8TWEGppI/AAAAAAAABqM/wHhR3IfTVLI/s400/DSCN1164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan and Gracie&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560342321860548722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSpN4bwRmHI/AAAAAAAABss/dHhZL4guKEo/s400/DSCN1169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan and Brynlyn&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo8S2xnMyI/AAAAAAAABqE/eF21ODyPTIk/s1600/DSCN1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560322984581215010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo8S2xnMyI/AAAAAAAABqE/eF21ODyPTIk/s400/DSCN1168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big boy doing the slide all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo7JD7tK-I/AAAAAAAABpk/gyDmr9YtBWI/s1600/DSCN1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560336198294286242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSpIT_sTr6I/AAAAAAAABsE/riH6A_bwV3Q/s400/DSCN1176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When we got to the cake, Trystan blew out his own candle, then took the train apart. He is concentrating so hard too, He sticks his tounge out when he is concentrating hard!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560321716802890722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSo7JD7tK-I/AAAAAAAABpk/gyDmr9YtBWI/s400/DSCN1178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mmmmmmm Chocolate! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560336202270692690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSpIUOgW1VI/AAAAAAAABsM/c-LQ2w1VExc/s400/DSCN1180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Attempt at a family photo&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560343579388182274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSpPBoaOfwI/AAAAAAAABs0/JDi658yXiZk/s400/DSCN1190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Accomplishments:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are down to Binki's at nap time and bedtime only!!!!&lt;br /&gt;He says please and Thank you most of the time:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He knows and will tell us when he pees and poops...though he doesn't think using the big boy potty sounds to grand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He now says Thomas clearly... before it came out as dumbass;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He gives the best hugs and kisses, and I love it when he says "mama, hold you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is playing alot more independently, which allows me to get a little more done around the house when I can get myself motivated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy, Happy Birthday little Monster!!!! We love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3449689255494057839?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3449689255494057839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3449689255494057839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3449689255494057839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3449689255494057839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-baby-turned-two.html' title='Chugga Chugga Two...yes Two!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSpJbwpe1ZI/AAAAAAAABsU/bgIsPq1CkJk/s72-c/Jan%2B7th%2B2009%2B%252814%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-2429986921630945549</id><published>2011-01-04T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:43:25.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trains, Planes and Automobiles...and then some!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas has come and gone again for another year. It was full of all the usual festivites: Homeade Ravioli's, Sugar cookies with grandma, Christmas Eve with the family, then Santa unloaded his sleigh in our living room. I love Christmas! It's my favorite time of the year, but I never really got into the spirit of it this year. I don't know if its because I worked Christmas eve and spent way more time shopping than normal. But none the less we still had a fabulous holiday and enjoyed one another's company. The weekend before Christmas we spent the day and grandma and grandpa's house making I don't know how many dozen meat, cheese and butternut squash Ravioli's! This is acutally my favorite part of the Bellino Christmas traditions. We have fun cooking together and have quite the assembly line set up. Kylie (Trystan's favorite person in the world) played with Trystan so Mikie and I could help. This kid loves his ky-ky!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOIJTgz66I/AAAAAAAABpM/yFKTw89n0xc/s1600/DSCN1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558436058543418274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOIJTgz66I/AAAAAAAABpM/yFKTw89n0xc/s400/DSCN1017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It took Andrea, Mikie and Debi to roll up the pumpkin roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOIJAEe79I/AAAAAAAABpE/B4ABHgQSFxo/s1600/DSCN1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558436053324328914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOIJAEe79I/AAAAAAAABpE/B4ABHgQSFxo/s400/DSCN1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chelsea filled the Ravioli's and Niccole sealed them and placed them on the cookie sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOHm4Zk8RI/AAAAAAAABo8/dR9RQ3El2ik/s1600/DSCN1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558435467149766930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOHm4Zk8RI/AAAAAAAABo8/dR9RQ3El2ik/s400/DSCN1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrea took a nap:) All that work is exhausting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOHmSzl1iI/AAAAAAAABo0/qxBDb0HcL2E/s1600/DSCN1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558435457058330146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOHmSzl1iI/AAAAAAAABo0/qxBDb0HcL2E/s400/DSCN1026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trystan thinks the coffee table is his own personal table, he considered eating something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOHmIf9LdI/AAAAAAAABos/tWEj6Nc5Wg8/s1600/DSCN1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558435454291619282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOHmIf9LdI/AAAAAAAABos/tWEj6Nc5Wg8/s400/DSCN1025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the Ravioli's, pumpkin bread and sugar cookies we made pizzelles (a flat waffle italian cookie ((love them))! Mike pressing the pizzelles in the pizzelle maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOHl3lHXvI/AAAAAAAABok/1kHGtPNkZnQ/s1600/DSCN1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558435449749855986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOHl3lHXvI/AAAAAAAABok/1kHGtPNkZnQ/s400/DSCN1030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOHlczOZtI/AAAAAAAABoc/_Qi9xwqYJhs/s1600/DSCN1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558435442561279698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOHlczOZtI/AAAAAAAABoc/_Qi9xwqYJhs/s400/DSCN1034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to work on Christmas Eve, bummer I know, but my in-laws are amazing and decided that they would make everyone wait until I got there for all of the Christmas festivities including dinner. I tried to convince them to eat without me, but they didn't listen so of course I didn't get out of work on time, I left at 8:10pm and got to their house at 8:30. We all ate our fantastic Ravioli dinner and cleaned up! Then the kids got to open their gifts. Trystan was not to enthused with the gift opening. After about 10 minutes we finally had one gift open and thats all he wanted to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOGtYQHNSI/AAAAAAAABoU/2kozuTJR4rY/s1600/DSCN1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558434479267591458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOGtYQHNSI/AAAAAAAABoU/2kozuTJR4rY/s400/DSCN1035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trystan of course would not touch his dinner or try the Ravioli's! I sure hope one day this kid decides to eat us out of house and home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOGsxvxVLI/AAAAAAAABoM/XU6vk0ysL64/s1600/DSCN1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558434468931392690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOGsxvxVLI/AAAAAAAABoM/XU6vk0ysL64/s400/DSCN1040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Shelley and Taylor Reading Peanuts Christmas Story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOGsuXL4tI/AAAAAAAABoE/9Hz_7oxmNF8/s1600/DSCN1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558434468022969042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOGsuXL4tI/AAAAAAAABoE/9Hz_7oxmNF8/s400/DSCN1079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrea and Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOGsIMSVbI/AAAAAAAABn8/ATgd5ttG8u0/s1600/DSCN1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558434457776706994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOGsIMSVbI/AAAAAAAABn8/ATgd5ttG8u0/s400/DSCN1090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trystan's Monkey Christmas Jams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOGrqgBtCI/AAAAAAAABn0/8PmE_MQffYM/s1600/DSCN1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558434449806439458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOGrqgBtCI/AAAAAAAABn0/8PmE_MQffYM/s400/DSCN1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Train wreck number one in grandma's living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOE2FuBhvI/AAAAAAAABns/08SYkZpTcCk/s1600/DSCN1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558432429888341746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOE2FuBhvI/AAAAAAAABns/08SYkZpTcCk/s400/DSCN1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trystan loves his Fire truck and all the cars and trucks it holds from Auntie Niccole and Aunti Drea&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOE1h2twBI/AAAAAAAABnk/e7m8_rA3e6g/s1600/DSCN1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558432420261117970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOE1h2twBI/AAAAAAAABnk/e7m8_rA3e6g/s400/DSCN1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chelsea and Morgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558432418877005522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOE1cst3tI/AAAAAAAABnc/O-gRz1A4CRY/s400/DSCN1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brandon and Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOE08Cd2xI/AAAAAAAABnU/LP6-vBjO7z4/s1600/DSCN1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558432410109860626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOE08Cd2xI/AAAAAAAABnU/LP6-vBjO7z4/s400/DSCN1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mike and Trystan playing Trucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOE0ZUDrNI/AAAAAAAABnM/YabREbZT_9k/s1600/DSCN1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558432400788401362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOE0ZUDrNI/AAAAAAAABnM/YabREbZT_9k/s400/DSCN1088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Uncle Gary&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSODEUWgY4I/AAAAAAAABnE/U0IBMlVwoOc/s1600/DSCN1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558430475311145858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSODEUWgY4I/AAAAAAAABnE/U0IBMlVwoOc/s400/DSCN1095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas morning was fun at our house! Trystan was adorable. Mike, Debi and Aunt Reta came over early and were there when Trystan woke up. Santa had brought Trystan a big train table:) The kid has a serious love affair with trains. His reaction was unexpected. He was shy and would not go look at anything without daddy holding him! After a minute he woke up and was soooo excited about his trains. I don't know how long it took for him to notice the other stuff he got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSODEJMUdyI/AAAAAAAABm8/HblPd6Cn01g/s1600/DSCN1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558430472315631394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSODEJMUdyI/AAAAAAAABm8/HblPd6Cn01g/s400/DSCN1098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He spent all morning playing trains, Mikie made bisquits and gravy for everyone, Niccole, chelsea and Kylie came over for breakfast too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSODDiMu9CI/AAAAAAAABm0/nTMZHVi_s98/s1600/DSCN1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558430461848384546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSODDiMu9CI/AAAAAAAABm0/nTMZHVi_s98/s400/DSCN1103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trystan is extremely spoiled, maybe a little too spoiled. Our living room looked like a toy store had vomitted profusely! We went over to Grandma and Grandpa's for Christmas dinner and had to convince Trystan the train table was too big to take over there. So we packed the rest of the house and had a fabulous dinner and enjoyed some more family time. New year's came and went as well. We all slept right through it, big party animals I know, but again I worked new year's eve. Mikie made a fabulous steak and scallop dinner for us when I got home though. Then we played trains, watched Curious George and went to bed. Mikie was not feeling well, I was exhausted, we tried to watch a movie and shut it off at 11:30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSODCwR_INI/AAAAAAAABms/OK_fIUV4YJs/s1600/DSCN1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558430448448643282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSODCwR_INI/AAAAAAAABms/OK_fIUV4YJs/s400/DSCN1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday morning I woke up to our annual snow in Las Vegas! It wasn't much and it didn't stay long, but was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSODCf2fZcI/AAAAAAAABmk/1W_KbNQXWnA/s1600/DSCN1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558430444038350274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSODCf2fZcI/AAAAAAAABmk/1W_KbNQXWnA/s400/DSCN1109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did some rearranging in my house and I love it! I was tired of our living room looking like a toy store rummaged by a bunch of hoolagans! So I moved my dining room table into the back part of my living room to make it a more formal dining area! We never eat at the table anyway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOAx8MLhQI/AAAAAAAABmc/uQ0H4MqMg6U/s1600/DSCN1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558427960564483330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOAx8MLhQI/AAAAAAAABmc/uQ0H4MqMg6U/s400/DSCN1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I turned my other half of the kitchen into a toy room!!! It was origianlly set up as a second family room! I love, love, love it!!!!! There is more space for Trystan's toy's and they are in the back of the house so we aren't immediately greeted with them when we walk in the house, a much better use of space if you ask me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558427956282197042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOAxsPNBDI/AAAAAAAABmU/ckB_FTaOe1g/s400/DSCN1114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOAxADFIfI/AAAAAAAABmM/aay4V4E3aTY/s1600/DSCN1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558427944420188658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOAxADFIfI/AAAAAAAABmM/aay4V4E3aTY/s400/DSCN1116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOAwt4An-I/AAAAAAAABmE/9nafW7y81uQ/s1600/DSCN1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558427939541917666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOAwt4An-I/AAAAAAAABmE/9nafW7y81uQ/s400/DSCN1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The week of Christmas I had a trying week. One of my patient's was a retired Anesthesiologist, he was a bit short with me and snapped a couple of times the First day I had him. I was a bit intimidated! However over the three days that I had him, we found some common ground, his family was incredible, and I enjoyed learning their story. He ended up being one of my best patient's. The morning I discharged him, his wife brought me in these flowers. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558427931473753778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOAwP0aNrI/AAAAAAAABl8/Q5JSA4Se6YY/s400/DSCN1119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I hope everyone enjoyed their holidays and were blessed with many friends and family! I know we were! My baby will be two on Friday! So stay tuned for the locomotive celebration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-2429986921630945549?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2429986921630945549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=2429986921630945549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2429986921630945549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2429986921630945549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/trains-planes-and-automobilesand-then.html' title='Trains, Planes and Automobiles...and then some!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TSOIJTgz66I/AAAAAAAABpM/yFKTw89n0xc/s72-c/DSCN1017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3622037401525396332</id><published>2010-12-14T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T17:22:28.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Over Due!!!....Holiday Fun!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry it has been so long since I last posted! We have been extremely busy. St. Louis for Thanksgiving was great! Mikie of coarse worked up until 3:00 the afternoon our flight left! I think he had been up for 36 hours or longer when we landed. Then he slept for an hour and got up and went hunting at 3:30 that morning. Mikie has been working a ton! I am having a great time at work getting punched in the face and beat on! (Have I ever mentioned how much I love being a psych nurse?) In our spare time we are chasing a very wild little boy and trying to squeeze christmas festivities in. So I'm sure this will be the last post until after the beginning of the year! but in the mean time here is some of what we have been up too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all surrvived our flights too and from St. Louis!!!! Though the flight home was a challenge. Trystan did awesome on the way there. He slept the entire flight and only cried on our final decent into St. Louis (I think his ears were bothering him). We had a blast hanging out with family and visiting with friends I had not seen in a while. It was great to be back in St. Louis! It will always be home for me! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgOnircXJI/AAAAAAAABlg/DlvhTBrCU8w/s1600/DSC02790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550702613220842642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgOnircXJI/AAAAAAAABlg/DlvhTBrCU8w/s400/DSC02790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trystan playing in the leaves in Grandma's back yard&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550694136840542610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgG6Js5WZI/AAAAAAAABjI/VTNoljkBrhQ/s400/DSC02797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mommy and Trystan at the zoo... This camel was disgusting!!! It was foaming at the mouth!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550694148515719362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgG61MeaMI/AAAAAAAABjY/UBz4bPTEnS8/s400/DSC02830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan enjoying the view from Daddy's shoulders!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550697024602429058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgJiPc-1oI/AAAAAAAABjo/bslgWpDbluk/s400/DSC02845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These kids had a blast together! Trystan fit right in with this group of loud, Rowdy, Rambunctious kids and yes, he can out scream them all! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550697033476286418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgJiwgrJ9I/AAAAAAAABj4/3SLBPbbd_40/s400/DSC02860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The boys all settled down to watch the Polar Express!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550697050563814418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgJjwKqJBI/AAAAAAAABkI/ee7HlftcyQs/s400/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandpa got out his Train set that he had never opened and played with Trystan! Trystan was in seventh heaven. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550708831857950482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgURg6EPxI/AAAAAAAABlo/U1wWk7PJrSY/s400/DSC02847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan and Aunt Annie!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550698083090832002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgKf2oSGoI/AAAAAAAABkY/KWy2Tb97Y1w/s400/DSC02867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This kid is the master of fake sleeping, generally when he is trying to ignore what you are saying! Sorry the picture is so blurry! Having a hard time catching the moment. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550708841756180514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgUSFx_QCI/AAAAAAAABlw/Xl60Zgpwbj8/s400/DSC02868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan and Aunt Heather&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550698095656841074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgKglcQL3I/AAAAAAAABko/XhOA3UR2dkM/s400/DSC02872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had a great Thanksgiving with my family! My mom and I went shopping at 3:30am on Black friday and my mom got some great deals! We went to a pizza place while we were there and the kids had a blast. Mikie and I even got to go on two dates!!! The flight home was very long! Trystan had been asking for two days if we could go home, he didn't have a nap that day and whined and cried for 4 hours all the way home! The truck ride home was hilarious though! He was so excited to see Daddy's truck, and grandma and papa! He screamed all the way home (happy screams)! Trystan has been playing with his wooden train that papa topham gave him for his first easter! He loves, Loves, Loves trains!!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550698948360217506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgLSOAlI6I/AAAAAAAABk4/iFFQXfAmH7U/s400/DSCN0987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trysatan and I attempted a gingerbread train! You can see how well it went!!!! Now the icing is hard and I can't put the train back together again and Trystan gets up every morning and starts yelling help, help for me to put it back together, I really should just throw it away!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550698956591804034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgLSsrJLoI/AAAAAAAABlI/lEY8Pv4XKig/s400/DSCN0997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After finishing the train, Mommy and Trystan playing!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgLTEq0qwI/AAAAAAAABlQ/CTQdFA6PndU/s1600/DSCN1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550698963032910594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgLTEq0qwI/AAAAAAAABlQ/CTQdFA6PndU/s400/DSCN1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Town square this morning to see Santa! Trystan was not too sure about Santa, but liked Mrs. Clause! He would not sit with them though, so Mrs. Clause suggested that they hide behind the couch and pop up behind us so Trystan didn't know they were there so that we got a good picture! They were so sweet! Trystan loves the picture and has been talking about his trip to see Santa Clause all day today!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550698966988510834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgLTTZ6VnI/AAAAAAAABlY/SqHaZuGshUk/s400/Town%252520Square_20101214_000021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some great Trystanisms:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trystan comes halling butt into my room as I was getting in the shower the other morning and looks at me and points and says "Mama, Pee Pee gone!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pointing to the African American man walking behind me in target "Poop, Poop" apparently the man's coloring reminded him of poop! (My face was 9 shades of red). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3622037401525396332?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3622037401525396332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3622037401525396332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3622037401525396332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3622037401525396332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/12/long-over-dueholiday-fun.html' title='Long Over Due!!!....Holiday Fun!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TQgOnircXJI/AAAAAAAABlg/DlvhTBrCU8w/s72-c/DSC02790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-8059936768522242076</id><published>2010-10-31T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T15:28:09.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything but the Kitchen Sink...in pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before I get started with happenings of our lives, One of my friends shared this link on facebook about the opportunity to "Pay it Forward." The idea came from a mom in Idaho that is around my age that lost her little girl due to a tragic accident several months ago. Ashley and Patrick Sullengers little Preslee was only Three weeks older than my little man! So as you can imagine this story has hit very close to my heart. These parents are truely an inspiration to me! Their story reminds me even on our roughest days to enjoy every moment, for those moments are all too brief. She is collecting donations and supplies for baskets to give to Primary children's hospital PICU to support those families that are there day and night with their sick little ones! If you are interested check out her blog. Their journey and story is incredible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://patrickandashley.blogspot.com/2010/10/pay-it-forward.html"&gt;http://patrickandashley.blogspot.com/2010/10/pay-it-forward.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have had a very busy month! Fair warning... There are Tons of pictures!!!! They are all backwards...they start with the end of the month and work their way to the beginning. Trystan was so much fun trick-or-treating this year. We went with his cousin Kylie, Aunt Niccole, Brandon and Taylor. Trystan left his costume on the entire time, and ran as fast as his little legs would carry him. He was even saying tick teet by the end of the night followed by Thank you and bye!!! Such a sweet boy my three eyed monster is. I even dressed up as a zombie nurse with him! Here he is ready to go with or without us!!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5uFLXmteI/AAAAAAAABiY/HqKrRb5wubQ/s1600/DSC02751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534482027315115490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5uFLXmteI/AAAAAAAABiY/HqKrRb5wubQ/s400/DSC02751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylie (zombie doctor) and Trystan before trick or treating.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534482523366197218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5uiDTZh-I/AAAAAAAABio/w0RCv4gB3zs/s400/DSCN0966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan running full tilt down the street, Mikie and I had to carry the bucket, it got to heavy really fast!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5tsCbX6II/AAAAAAAABiI/R7oFR3kN6O8/s1600/DSC02756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534481595418273922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5tsCbX6II/AAAAAAAABiI/R7oFR3kN6O8/s400/DSC02756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy, Kylie and Trystan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5trwRxD5I/AAAAAAAABiA/wieLtO7UxH4/s1600/DSCN0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534481590546141074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5trwRxD5I/AAAAAAAABiA/wieLtO7UxH4/s400/DSCN0975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor (the peacock) Mikie and Trystan! He couldn't wait to get that sucker. Towards the end of trick or treat he would set the pumpkin down and the side walk and start digging through it to see what goodies he had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5ssKm9fJI/AAAAAAAABhw/JOIIcEYYnzM/s1600/DSC02764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534480498102729874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5ssKm9fJI/AAAAAAAABhw/JOIIcEYYnzM/s400/DSC02764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and the Monster!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5sr1nzJJI/AAAAAAAABho/h_pH5Xt4S7Y/s1600/DSC02762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534480492469101714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5sr1nzJJI/AAAAAAAABho/h_pH5Xt4S7Y/s400/DSC02762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy and the monster!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5srtq1E0I/AAAAAAAABhg/cLsYVCucXm0/s1600/DSC02760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534480490334327618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5srtq1E0I/AAAAAAAABhg/cLsYVCucXm0/s400/DSC02760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5srVEU5iI/AAAAAAAABhY/YG93Qd79q_M/s1600/DSC02758.JPG"&gt;Family Picture&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534480483730384418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5srVEU5iI/AAAAAAAABhY/YG93Qd79q_M/s400/DSC02758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our pumpkins! Sorry they are blury the camera does not like the strobe lights in them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5sq5bYnAI/AAAAAAAABhQ/ducPRovWzY4/s1600/DSCN0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534480476310903810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5sq5bYnAI/AAAAAAAABhQ/ducPRovWzY4/s400/DSCN0928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trystan had no desire to touch the pumpkin guts!. Mikie opened up the top and Trystan said ewww stinky. Sooo Mikie and I had fun doing pumpkins and trystan watched a movie. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5rkvhkj2I/AAAAAAAABhI/Bwb8UQ5-478/s1600/DSCN0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534479271061655394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5rkvhkj2I/AAAAAAAABhI/Bwb8UQ5-478/s400/DSCN0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While he was still interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5rjx56B1I/AAAAAAAABhA/zcM3jbRIjFQ/s1600/DSCN0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534479254520727378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5rjx56B1I/AAAAAAAABhA/zcM3jbRIjFQ/s400/DSCN0899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took Trystan to one of the pumpkin patches in town... They had lots of inflatable slides and a bounce house, but Trystan would not go by himself and they wouldn't let mikie or I go in with him. Poor kid wanted to play on the big blow up slides but he wasn't quite big enough. Maybe next year. We got some cute pictures though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5rje-AtXI/AAAAAAAABg4/W0Hx41lo_Ow/s1600/DSCN0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534479249437668722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5rje-AtXI/AAAAAAAABg4/W0Hx41lo_Ow/s400/DSCN0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5rjEaMi_I/AAAAAAAABgw/dUgPvt1SCi0/s1600/DSCN0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534479242308127730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5rjEaMi_I/AAAAAAAABgw/dUgPvt1SCi0/s400/DSCN0882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had a little petting zoo at the pumpkin patch and Trystan LOVED it. I love the expression on his face in this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5ri8yz1KI/AAAAAAAABgo/yRB_1mPW8Xs/s1600/DSCN0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534479240263881890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5ri8yz1KI/AAAAAAAABgo/yRB_1mPW8Xs/s400/DSCN0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Trystan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5qTkkZksI/AAAAAAAABgg/hEQzTN-JXPw/s1600/DSCN0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534477876551324354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5qTkkZksI/AAAAAAAABgg/hEQzTN-JXPw/s400/DSCN0866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike and his dad had deer tags so towards the middle of the month they went to northern nevada to go hunting, I took time off work, loaded Trystan and the dogs up in the car and headed to Utah!!! We had a blast. We stayed at my dad's for four days and played with the girls, papa, and grandma. The girls are growing up so fast, and Trystan loves his Aunts. The days were long for him because the girls had school. He would go around the house calling for them all day. He had fun riding the four wheeler with papa, we took him up the mountain and got some sweet pictures in the fall leaves, played at the park, and relaxed. This picture is of my youngest sister Gracie... gorgeous girls if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5qTfWpQ0I/AAAAAAAABgY/Z8WxZKQLSL4/s1600/DSCN0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534477875151455042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5qTfWpQ0I/AAAAAAAABgY/Z8WxZKQLSL4/s400/DSCN0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also took the kids to the pumpkin patch in Utah and went on a "hayride" Trystan was not to sure of playing in the corn fields!!! He had a death grip on papa's finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5qS0y0U2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/T6DQelUqA5o/s1600/DSCN0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534477863726895970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5qS0y0U2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/T6DQelUqA5o/s400/DSCN0859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gracie picking pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5qSiE2vLI/AAAAAAAABgI/jyBewlmFqPQ/s1600/DSCN0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534477858702277810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5qSiE2vLI/AAAAAAAABgI/jyBewlmFqPQ/s400/DSCN0854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love the expression on Trystan's face in this one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5qSIaVKlI/AAAAAAAABgA/HpmT9DExiio/s1600/DSCN0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534477851813030482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5qSIaVKlI/AAAAAAAABgA/HpmT9DExiio/s400/DSCN0852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Brianna helping Trystan walk over the pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5pBIXkljI/AAAAAAAABf4/a_asEWitL4k/s1600/DSCN0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534476460232054322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5pBIXkljI/AAAAAAAABf4/a_asEWitL4k/s400/DSCN0853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trystan with Aunt Brianna and Aunt Gracie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5pAv6j4qI/AAAAAAAABfw/WJ9ygwZyPFY/s1600/DSCN0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534476453667922594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5pAv6j4qI/AAAAAAAABfw/WJ9ygwZyPFY/s400/DSCN0839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got my hair cut while we were in Utah to!!! I chopped it all off. 10.5 inches of my hair got donated to locks of love. I have only had my hair cut 2 times in the last 2 1/2 years. It was long overdue. Even after cutting that much off it is still long enough to put in a ponytail. I love it, and I swear I lost 5 pounds!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534702662213893106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM82v0aq-_I/AAAAAAAABiw/lrzmUjAXa5k/s400/IMG00059-20101019-1403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534702666842023474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM82wFqGpjI/AAAAAAAABi4/1xCcHHby2TI/s400/IMG00060-20101019-1712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Trystan loved playing in the leaves, these were taken in Monroe canyon just outside of Richfield UT. I can't believe how pink and red the leaves were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534476449047941394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5pAetEkRI/AAAAAAAABfo/I9a15rWN7gQ/s400/DSCN0831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Love this one on the rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5o_FTLyFI/AAAAAAAABfg/G6Az8fyw3HQ/s1600/DSCN0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534476425048606802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5o_FTLyFI/AAAAAAAABfg/G6Az8fyw3HQ/s400/DSCN0834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Growing up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5o-jI_agI/AAAAAAAABfY/sFIw-Q-WMJs/s1600/DSCN1400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534476415879047682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5o-jI_agI/AAAAAAAABfY/sFIw-Q-WMJs/s400/DSCN1400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Trystan throwing leaves into the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5nVNG_hWI/AAAAAAAABfQ/iQOHp8dIXD8/s1600/DSCN1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534474606078821730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5nVNG_hWI/AAAAAAAABfQ/iQOHp8dIXD8/s400/DSCN1402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma, Papa and Trystan!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534474573806740418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5nTU4uo8I/AAAAAAAABfI/ziTlw-mBS-4/s400/DSCN1416.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The Girls reading bedtime stories to Trystan... he loved it as much as they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5nTNq1qvI/AAAAAAAABfA/VhSGppalUWk/s1600/RSCN0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534474571869432562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5nTNq1qvI/AAAAAAAABfA/VhSGppalUWk/s400/RSCN0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my little Man!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5nSuKGvyI/AAAAAAAABe4/yVMc6WDlMzs/s1600/mommy+and+Trystan+Fall+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534474563410640674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5nSuKGvyI/AAAAAAAABe4/yVMc6WDlMzs/s400/mommy+and+Trystan+Fall+2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5nSDy8epI/AAAAAAAABew/lEJcfJ9MPkU/s1600/Trystan+and+mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534474552039209618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5nSDy8epI/AAAAAAAABew/lEJcfJ9MPkU/s400/Trystan+and+mommy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trystan loves to play peek-a-boo in our closet! He always hides behind mikie's clothes.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5kVHivmUI/AAAAAAAABeo/lzJTocrbAEA/s1600/DSC02708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534471306049722690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5kVHivmUI/AAAAAAAABeo/lzJTocrbAEA/s400/DSC02708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5kUwdl4oI/AAAAAAAABeg/g_gERX0M6hQ/s1600/DSC02706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534471299854099074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5kUwdl4oI/AAAAAAAABeg/g_gERX0M6hQ/s400/DSC02706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On one of my days off the weather was beautiful and was starting to feel like fall. A perfect day to go on an outdoor adventure with my little man. I took him out to the valley of fire to climb on the red rocks and to go exploring... It took him a minute to warm up, but he had a blast. He layed down in the rocks at one of the picnic areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5kUaeEUxI/AAAAAAAABeY/M98duNIT0X0/s1600/DSCN0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534471293950513938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5kUaeEUxI/AAAAAAAABeY/M98duNIT0X0/s400/DSCN0745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stuck his head through some of the holes that had worn right through the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5kT4hLRYI/AAAAAAAABeQ/bz3-O7H0-CM/s1600/DSCN0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534471284836746626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5kT4hLRYI/AAAAAAAABeQ/bz3-O7H0-CM/s400/DSCN0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tried to escape a picture with mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5kTRUcodI/AAAAAAAABeI/QvyACqz3Bb0/s1600/DSCN0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534471274314375634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5kTRUcodI/AAAAAAAABeI/QvyACqz3Bb0/s400/DSCN0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbed up a rock all by himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5hsu79I8I/AAAAAAAABeA/i96h1m-HKNk/s1600/DSCN0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534468413226558402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5hsu79I8I/AAAAAAAABeA/i96h1m-HKNk/s400/DSCN0693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chased Lizards. (He is clapping his hands in this one saying mere lizard, mere).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5hsaTuX5I/AAAAAAAABd4/ooaE8BHi8Gs/s1600/DSCN0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534468407689109394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5hsaTuX5I/AAAAAAAABd4/ooaE8BHi8Gs/s400/DSCN0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the lizards he was trying to catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5hsPHK3-I/AAAAAAAABdw/oG09XWZE_SQ/s1600/DSCN0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534468404683661282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5hsPHK3-I/AAAAAAAABdw/oG09XWZE_SQ/s400/DSCN0691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5hrgY3SpI/AAAAAAAABdo/_7Vqzi9MvFs/s1600/DSCN0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534468392141408914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5hrgY3SpI/AAAAAAAABdo/_7Vqzi9MvFs/s400/DSCN0700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And yes, he is kissing the dog and the owner on the keep your dog on a leash sign! LOL. So gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5hrXWuF6I/AAAAAAAABdg/qsZ8vYmYUko/s1600/DSCN0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534468389716498338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5hrXWuF6I/AAAAAAAABdg/qsZ8vYmYUko/s400/DSCN0717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Finally, We have a backyard again. Trystan loves it, and I love being able to open the back door while I am cleaning up the kitchen to let him go play!!!!! He thought rides in the wheelbarrow with papa were fabulous!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5gXvkyD6I/AAAAAAAABdY/IGOQgrA-vxY/s1600/RSCN0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534466953108918178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5gXvkyD6I/AAAAAAAABdY/IGOQgrA-vxY/s400/RSCN0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He will even eat at the little coffee table out back, sitting down!!! It is fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5gW55_hnI/AAAAAAAABdQ/kpkmoMh_jHU/s1600/DSCN0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534466938702366322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5gW55_hnI/AAAAAAAABdQ/kpkmoMh_jHU/s400/DSCN0669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He likes to sit on the love seat and watch the airplanes fly by too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5gWS0jgzI/AAAAAAAABdI/9a9xdVPPFPY/s1600/DSCN0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534466928210576178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5gWS0jgzI/AAAAAAAABdI/9a9xdVPPFPY/s400/DSCN0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And have a patio to drive his trucks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5gWB8dNhI/AAAAAAAABdA/nDc_tOdsftM/s1600/DSCN0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534466923680314898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5gWB8dNhI/AAAAAAAABdA/nDc_tOdsftM/s400/DSCN0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are my Turtles haning on my block wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5exS_c7ZI/AAAAAAAABc4/C_hz7HvfzEA/s1600/DSCN0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534465193089494418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5exS_c7ZI/AAAAAAAABc4/C_hz7HvfzEA/s400/DSCN0593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Patio Furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5ew1fus8I/AAAAAAAABcw/pU8YG1_AKGg/s1600/DSCN0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534465185171813314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5ew1fus8I/AAAAAAAABcw/pU8YG1_AKGg/s400/DSCN0638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pots with flowers spilling out on the ground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5ewhRkz-I/AAAAAAAABco/wD0Fsjv15Mk/s1600/DSCN0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534465179743735778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5ewhRkz-I/AAAAAAAABco/wD0Fsjv15Mk/s400/DSCN0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grass to run and play on, A sandbox to use our imaginations, a slide or a ramp for trucks, a patio to draw on with chalk and a safe clean outside area to enjoy as a family and watch our little one grow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5ewOYh3qI/AAAAAAAABcg/FvRYtxU1sa4/s1600/DSCN0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534465174672629410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5ewOYh3qI/AAAAAAAABcg/FvRYtxU1sa4/s400/DSCN0592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trystan is talking so much, and he is not afraid of people! We have to say hi and bye to everyone at the store when we go. He is such a boy and is fanscianted with bugs. He tries to pick them up and carry them around! He loves to play in the car and truck. He has learned to use Please to his benefit, he give kisses and the cheek, loves it when mom and dad are both home, loves airplanes, cars, trucks, fruit, cheese, and his family. His papas are his favorites! He hates having his hair washed and combed. He loves to shower until you try and wash him, He is fascinated with poop as well, and LOVES the book everyone poops! He loves being read too, and bedtime has become quite the process of read every book I have, I need milk, Water, binkies, blanket, my movie, your bed...LOL which he never gets except to snuggle and watch a movie, but no bed in our bed. Our adventures just keep getting sweeter, I am so grateful for this little boy and the opporturnity I have to be his mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-8059936768522242076?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8059936768522242076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=8059936768522242076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8059936768522242076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8059936768522242076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/10/everything-but-kitchen.html' title='Everything but the Kitchen Sink...in pictures!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TM5uFLXmteI/AAAAAAAABiY/HqKrRb5wubQ/s72-c/DSC02751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-8134001035340955435</id><published>2010-10-02T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T13:52:32.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have the last 2 months gone!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been forever since I have posted anything. These pictures are totally out of order, but I am to lazy to mess with blogger to put them in order. Six months ago we tore our back yard completely out, for six months we have had a house full of dirt, for six months we have been slowly putting our yard back together in between hectic work schedules! Trystan has had a blast with the dirt and the mud. Last weekend we got the curbing put in and Trystan helped daddy fix the sprinklers. Did you know that if you dig deep enough you find water in the ground:) Trystan filled in the holes faster than daddy could do what he needed to so I snapped some cute pictures then we went in to watch Nemo!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5vAtw8NI/AAAAAAAABcY/qZXbsxMr5JY/s1600/DSCN0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523517316545966290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5vAtw8NI/AAAAAAAABcY/qZXbsxMr5JY/s400/DSCN0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523512387990058914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd1QIad96I/AAAAAAAABaw/6k2tfHO6iLo/s400/DSCN0583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523511392692236834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd0WMo-ciI/AAAAAAAABaQ/RtVFGMoenrU/s400/RSCN0570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523512370005529842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd1PFan1PI/AAAAAAAABaY/S5ITnKQ5xOI/s400/DSCN0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523512373142244370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd1PRGeTBI/AAAAAAAABag/4wOuGUgMNjU/s400/DSCN0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;For Labor Day we went to Kanosh, Utah. My grandparents live there, but have been on a mission in Wyoming since April. The weeds had taken over the horse corals and the garden as well as around the shop. I was excited to escape from the heat...that didn't happen it was in the 90's the whole time we were there. Everyone worked really hard and the weeds are gone, I entertained the monkey! We rode 4-wheelers, played on the mini excavator, and of coarse played in the water. We went to the park and played on the swings, and Mikie and Trystan almost fell head first off the slide. Mikie injured his shoulder catching them! It was great to see the family and Trystan had his little Aunties trained to do exactly what he wanted to do when he wanted to do it. All he had to do was point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5TwMvugI/AAAAAAAABcI/TAe-0R_BAe0/s1600/DSC02677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523516848256039426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5TwMvugI/AAAAAAAABcI/TAe-0R_BAe0/s400/DSC02677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Girls strike a pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5TRj6aGI/AAAAAAAABcA/z7GsD3X0bZE/s1600/DSC02679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523516840031709282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5TRj6aGI/AAAAAAAABcA/z7GsD3X0bZE/s400/DSC02679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trystan loved being outside the whole time we were in Kanosh as soon as he would wake up and pop his head over the side of the playpen he would start saying side, side, It was a real challenge to get the kid dressed to get out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5TIwvuDI/AAAAAAAABb4/kWZ8zW323Qk/s1600/DSC02675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523516837669615666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5TIwvuDI/AAAAAAAABb4/kWZ8zW323Qk/s400/DSC02675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is starting to like the swings more and more all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5Sk31K3I/AAAAAAAABbw/5WG2NEESfCE/s1600/DSC02660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523516828035656562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5Sk31K3I/AAAAAAAABbw/5WG2NEESfCE/s400/DSC02660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mini excavator!!! Beep, beep! (The horn was really annoying and Trystan loved to honk it over and over and over again)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5Sad_F8I/AAAAAAAABbo/1PHCTIb0ioo/s1600/DSC02648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523516825242900418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5Sad_F8I/AAAAAAAABbo/1PHCTIb0ioo/s400/DSC02648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd3z02HqPI/AAAAAAAABbg/gnwxLtCFmKA/s1600/DSC02680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523515200235874546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd3z02HqPI/AAAAAAAABbg/gnwxLtCFmKA/s400/DSC02680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovin the gogogical (motorcycle, or popcicle the two sound the same)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd3zaBEHNI/AAAAAAAABbY/BXlf5lmFRyY/s1600/DSC02652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523515193034022098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd3zaBEHNI/AAAAAAAABbY/BXlf5lmFRyY/s400/DSC02652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Water!!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd3y_-Q1wI/AAAAAAAABbQ/zkpDOmvr2-g/s1600/DSC02643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523515186042951426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd3y_-Q1wI/AAAAAAAABbQ/zkpDOmvr2-g/s400/DSC02643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd3yZmAylI/AAAAAAAABbI/9P2BJ7y7xNQ/s1600/DSC02647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523515175740688978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd3yZmAylI/AAAAAAAABbI/9P2BJ7y7xNQ/s400/DSC02647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we bought Trystan a Sandbox for the backyard. He loves it!!!! He throws it ontop of my head where it does not like to wash out of my long thick curly hair! He eats it, makes race tracks, and spends lots of time in it. I now realize that even when my yard is finished I am never going to have sand in the house where the dirt used to be!!! (but he is so much fun to watch and play with in the sand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523511376256068258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd0VPaSaqI/AAAAAAAABZ4/y7O9V-zSV8Y/s400/DSC02694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523511379658059714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd0VcFYr8I/AAAAAAAABaA/GNu9BGMQiwM/s400/DSC02691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After playing hard in the sand we had to take a break for popcicles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523511380786833682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd0VgSgaRI/AAAAAAAABaI/kKZ1rm4D3ig/s400/DSC02699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This weekend we finished our back yard!!! (Pictures of that to come). but Trystan had a blast riding in the wheelbarrow with papa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd3x6bZjPI/AAAAAAAABbA/N-RL6W5VaFo/s1600/DSCN0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523517313564052898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5u1m0jaI/AAAAAAAABcQ/OGdRkjNosp8/s400/RSCN0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last but not least we learned a valuble lesson last month. Plastic Microphones catch on fire in the broiler! Mikie turned the oven on to back rolls and our broiler is underneath the oven. Trystan had placed his microphone in the broiler and neither one of us knew. Mikie could smell something burning and opened the broiler drawer to flames and ash that blew all over my kitchen! thank goodness nothing else was damaged!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523511367358240338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd0UuQ4VlI/AAAAAAAABZw/-0SpYEMg_QE/s400/DSC02683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-8134001035340955435?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8134001035340955435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=8134001035340955435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8134001035340955435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8134001035340955435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-have-last-2-months-gone.html' title='Where have the last 2 months gone!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TKd5vAtw8NI/AAAAAAAABcY/qZXbsxMr5JY/s72-c/DSCN0581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-268703510247987591</id><published>2010-08-17T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T16:32:40.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19 months old already...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took Trystan to get pictures taken this morning, we had some done at Christmas but he has changed and grown up so much since then. I love how they turned out! Especially since Trystan had no desire to cooperate. I thought he would love to climb on the little stage...Nope! He loves to climb the laddar at home so I thought he would love the laddar as a prop to climb...Nope! I thought I could get him to play with his trucks...Nope. Instead he wanted to get down, pull out all the props that they had, and he wanted his shoes on! I took them off cause they were dirty and didn't match his clothes and I love bare feet!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506518826481703602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TGsVsqlxWrI/AAAAAAAABZY/5w_EwY77t4U/s400/1282069504_5x7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He did like the flash of the camera, so we got most of these after the girl just started randomly taking pictures so the flash would go off. He started to giggle and we got some pretty cute shots that are so my little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506518521202237602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TGsVa5VeYKI/AAAAAAAABZQ/PIMRRUCug80/s400/1282069511_5x7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; These Two are my very favorites! (the one above and the one below) I think they captured Trystan's Personality the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506520671536242322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TGsXYD9DXpI/AAAAAAAABZg/SZequK8a5OM/s400/1282069404_5x7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This kid wants to eat Noonoo's (macaroni and cheese, kraft of coarse) for breakfast, lunch and dinner and every snack in between! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is repeating almost everything we say, which is not such a good thing:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He thinks flying off the back of the couch is the best game ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We can't go anywhere without his trucks...that fly!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506518512888993874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TGsVaaXcWFI/AAAAAAAABZI/komskmd-KAA/s400/1282069483_5x7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day I asked him, "Who loves you the bestest and mostest in the whole entire world? Mommy?" He responded with "Nope Dada"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506518497551997250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TGsVZhO0WUI/AAAAAAAABY4/NsMcHIzzbEA/s400/1282069475_5x7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He says goodbye to the car every time we go somewhere and leave it parked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is so excited when daddy gets home and the truck is returned to its spot out front!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He finally will set on my lap and let me read him a story!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506518496806460002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TGsVZedEWmI/AAAAAAAABYw/6m8_aCYN6vU/s400/1282069194_5x7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shrek is his new favorite movie....We are averaging at least three viewings daily...ughhh feel my pain. (though for the last 2 days we haven't watched any movies...heaven! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-268703510247987591?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/268703510247987591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=268703510247987591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/268703510247987591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/268703510247987591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/08/19-months-old-already.html' title='19 months old already...'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TGsVsqlxWrI/AAAAAAAABZY/5w_EwY77t4U/s72-c/1282069504_5x7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-2109558115662872216</id><published>2010-07-27T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T14:36:35.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempts at beating the summer heat!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9KPoYCHwI/AAAAAAAABXY/rn65C792JQA/s1600/DSCN0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498695302439378690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9KPoYCHwI/AAAAAAAABXY/rn65C792JQA/s400/DSCN0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two weeks ago we took trystan up to Mt. Charleston to go hiking, trying to get out of the lovely 116 degree weather. Poor kid is going stir crazy locked up in the house, but it is way to hot to be outside. We decided a short little hike preferably to water would be best since we have never gone hiking with the little man before. Trystan was not into it. Mikie packed him the whole way. He had no desire to get down and walk or explore, but once we got to the top he was excited. Thank goodness there was a waterfall that had water running. He had a blast playing in the cold water. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498689088883302546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9El9E0oJI/AAAAAAAABVY/dI8d6OJgH8c/s400/DSCN0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Stopping for a water Break&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498689090202381122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9EmB_UK0I/AAAAAAAABVg/mjRVCJG60ng/s400/DSCN0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan has become rather good at being a human water fountain&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498689105765640962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9Em794qwI/AAAAAAAABVo/0RAVIjwdiUM/s400/DSCN0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Refusing to sit with mommy (suddenly he has this huge fear of us leaving him, daddy especially)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498689109871532594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9EnLQzmjI/AAAAAAAABVw/yDhJ3oiXG24/s400/DSCN0462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Life is good I have daddy so we may proceed&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498689123420618466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9En9vKPuI/AAAAAAAABV4/IPwia_VLgG8/s400/DSCN0472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wawa.... Thank goodness for the little things&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498691268921610210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9Gk2WdT-I/AAAAAAAABWA/X7nt9w2j_yA/s400/DSCN0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498691272761798930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9GlEqB8RI/AAAAAAAABWI/cEQb5eagP6M/s400/DSCN0475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Boys and throwing rocks, I'm not sure I will ever understand it, but the smiles are so worth it. (sorry the kid refused to look at the camera)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498691298118002802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9GmjHa6HI/AAAAAAAABWY/giXBOBEpBvc/s400/DSCN0478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This little dip in the log was fun to play in....and drink out of (gross)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498691309792702930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9GnOm4sdI/AAAAAAAABWg/IGaCOVBJST4/s400/DSCN0482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cute little bum and short little legs&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498693468694051266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9Ik5JE-cI/AAAAAAAABWo/rdSqvi1-iCo/s400/DSCN0500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Still refusing to sit with mommy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498693483243095602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9IlvV1xjI/AAAAAAAABWw/e6l6GrjCI4s/s400/DSCN0514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Counting to one and goooooooo&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498693502894545746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9Im4jHG1I/AAAAAAAABW4/XN6fDsqLEeE/s400/DSCN0516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Watching two girls climb up by the water fall&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498693508275722690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9InMmFWcI/AAAAAAAABXA/yEeh2MCrc90/s400/DSCN0508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Daddy and buddy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498695291912819090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9KPBKTkZI/AAAAAAAABXQ/mEsIciC8AWM/s400/DSCN0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So Tired on the way home&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498693517242571922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9Int_8nJI/AAAAAAAABXI/2rSOUYWJsDo/s400/DSCN0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I took trystan to the secret garden habitat at the mirage this morning. Thought he might like the dolphins and tigers. This is his new thing though in public be it at the gracery store, target, wherever, to just go sit on the floor or the ground, usually he full on lays down, today he just sat down on the concrete and said "hot" and got up!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498698641970421106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9NSBGR3XI/AAAAAAAABYY/gmhureJXaeE/s400/DSCN0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498695313001519314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9KQPuPmNI/AAAAAAAABXg/qYg6fEIBhL8/s400/DSCN0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Standing in front of the Dolphin tank&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498697078511932498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9L3AwulFI/AAAAAAAABYQ/uvAxA5hMqxo/s400/DSCN0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The white tiger that charged the other white tiger, it was cool to watch them fight and trystan loved it when they growled, sorry not fast enough with the camera to catch the fight.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498697061458530354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9L2BO4UDI/AAAAAAAABYA/h54Avt-FFC0/s400/DSCN0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tiger trying to cool off&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498697056243536994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9L1tzh1GI/AAAAAAAABX4/YWT8Tjj2l6w/s400/DSCN0548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498698667421066882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9NTf6L5oI/AAAAAAAABYo/9zyoOnNdl98/s400/DSCN0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh the Dolphin pool. In a split second Trystan managed to grab his sippie cup out of his bag take a big drink, run and throw his sippie cup into the dolphins pool!!!!! Ahhhhhh I was not fast enough to see it coming nor could I stop it. One of the employees saw the whole thing and did not look very happy jumping the wall to retrieve the cup before the dolphins got it.  can you say embaressed mommy;) Trysatn of coarse responded by saying ohhhhh and laughing out loud while pointing to the cup that had gone over the ledge around the pool where the trainers stand and acutally into the pool part of the tank itself. All I have to say is thank goodness it floats!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498698650861954754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9NSiOL5sI/AAAAAAAABYg/PWxSAH4Ykfw/s400/DSCN0545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498695318089219026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9KQirPu9I/AAAAAAAABXo/-vqdZ6l8A50/s400/DSCN0547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kid has an arm, cause the cup made it over the wall right to where those two dolphins are perched!!!! (good times)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-2109558115662872216?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2109558115662872216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=2109558115662872216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2109558115662872216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2109558115662872216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/07/attempts-at-beating-summer-heat.html' title='Attempts at beating the summer heat!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TE9KPoYCHwI/AAAAAAAABXY/rn65C792JQA/s72-c/DSCN0535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3200154831646439318</id><published>2010-07-12T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:12:59.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Mom!</title><content type='html'>So my absolutely adorable handsome little man has quite the temper as I have pointed out before. But lately he has become rather aggressive when he gets upset! The first thing he does when he gets mad is goes into the living room and finds something to throw. I have debated about what I should do, and decided that the punishment needed to fit the crime. So when a toy gets thrown in anger, the toy gets taken away! Pretty simple right. We did this for a couple of weeks then I began to wonder if maybe Trystan was a little to young to grasp the concept of I was naughty with that toy so now its mommy's and I don't get to play with it.  A couple of nights ago Trystan got really upset because Mikie and I told him no more movies for the night (the kid loves to watch movies) so he promptly walked over to "chuck" his talking dump truck picked it up and chucked it across the room. I instantly snapped Trystan's name, he walked over to his truck picked it up and carried it to the wash room (this is where all of the toys have gone that I have taken away) and said up mom and handed me the truck he had thrown!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3200154831646439318?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3200154831646439318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3200154831646439318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3200154831646439318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3200154831646439318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-mom.html' title='Up Mom!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-426900300272192612</id><published>2010-06-12T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T16:02:10.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you get when you let a 1 year old help Mop the Kitchen Floor???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TBQQSU11iUI/AAAAAAAABUA/f2O6-xUFlu8/s1600/DSC02529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482024553434941762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TBQQSU11iUI/AAAAAAAABUA/f2O6-xUFlu8/s400/DSC02529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A wading pool!!!!!! but it was so worth cleaning up the mess because he had a Blast! My cupboards got cleaned and so did the front of the oven. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482024595895031266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TBQQUzBHFeI/AAAAAAAABUg/ihHLYRAlxwo/s400/DSC02537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482024587614715122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TBQQUUK7fPI/AAAAAAAABUY/lr-O5KtAw6U/s400/DSC02533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482024577691351474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TBQQTvNA-bI/AAAAAAAABUQ/esFkneiNqE8/s400/DSC02532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482024563184324738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TBQQS5KRUII/AAAAAAAABUI/pxIMt30KMeY/s400/DSC02531.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After I got this mess cleaned up I walked in Trystan's room to this mess! Trystan was in his room squealing throwing every single book he has off of his bookshelf and onto the floor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482025476357168594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TBQRIC_pHdI/AAAAAAAABUo/-LQPgPipPWU/s400/DSC02539.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482025484573390002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TBQRIhmitLI/AAAAAAAABUw/kWVqkHpz4sg/s400/DSC02542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-426900300272192612?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/426900300272192612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=426900300272192612' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/426900300272192612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/426900300272192612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-do-you-get-when-you-let-1-year-old.html' title='What do you get when you let a 1 year old help Mop the Kitchen Floor???'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/TBQQSU11iUI/AAAAAAAABUA/f2O6-xUFlu8/s72-c/DSC02529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3419053272130192600</id><published>2010-05-21T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T22:47:35.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High-lights of Our Busy Life!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473893485672700386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_ctH4_YmeI/AAAAAAAABR4/S5er8CylQ14/s400/DSC02508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My sweet boy is getting so big!! We have had a lot going on lately. The end of April Trystan and I went on a mini vacation to visit my family in Richfield. The day we left the weather was beautiful until we hit Cedar, then it started snowing. Between Bever and I-70 it was a blizzard and I could not see 200 feet in front of me. It was a little scary, but we made it all in one piece and Trystan did so good. I was a little worried how he would travel with just the two of us. He talked to me all the way from Cedar to Richfield. It was freezing the whole time we were there but Trystan had a blast playing with his Aunts. I enjoyed hanging out with my family and got some serious scrapbooking done while I was there... I am so behind. Trystan loves Nintendo DS, loved playing the piano and did not dig sledding&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_ctIUdijDI/AAAAAAAABSA/4n6zZu9w4AM/s1600/DSC02512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473896424828939138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cvy-M1q4I/AAAAAAAABSI/uD4K58vXjEQ/s400/DSC02443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473896435135803314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cvzkmL77I/AAAAAAAABSQ/jdvKht4uZcM/s400/DSC02445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan has Grandpa K wrapped around his little finger and all he had to do was point and Grandpa would take him outside. There is no where else this kid would rather be than outside playing. Grandpa let him play in his truck and jeep... We are still having a hard time convincing him that we don't go play in mom and dad's car and truck:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473896443771748130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cv0ExJ_yI/AAAAAAAABSY/0xq-dXEBITA/s400/DSC02457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandma Sam got Trystan ready for bed one night while we were there. She is a little out of practice. The onsie got done up over his pants... so we called them his Super hero suite. LOL&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473896466977983026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cv1bN9CjI/AAAAAAAABSo/EVKzBXDJ-HQ/s400/DSC02476.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Trystan HATED sledding. It was really cold. The wind was blowing and it was snowing. All he wanted to do was go back to the car. He would point in the direction of the car and say go, go!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473896455192750418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cv0vUIqVI/AAAAAAAABSg/CLleEeTbSjg/s400/DSC02489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473899002890211250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cyJCOiz7I/AAAAAAAABSw/34CQJzMqFiQ/s400/DSC02490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473899013202697602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cyJopO3YI/AAAAAAAABS4/xFKlBmlaKRc/s400/DSC02507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My dad helped me turn Trystan's Car seat around so he could face forward before we left the house. Trystan Loves being able to see. He just chilled all the way home. I also discovered on the way home that I really need to start watching what I say as I am driving!!!! Trystan has become quite the little backseat driver and hollars at the other cars and tells them to go, go, goooooo;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473893493046938674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_ctIUdijDI/AAAAAAAABSA/4n6zZu9w4AM/s400/DSC02512.JPG" border="0" /&gt; While we were gone daddy was here working his butt off both at work and at home. He and his dad ripped out our whole backyard. Our Big trees are gone, the rock the grass and patio. Trystan has had so much fun helping daddy in the back yard getting it ready to redo so Trystan can play outside!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473900946700531026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cz6LfCdVI/AAAAAAAABTA/X9CZAudQQKQ/s400/DSC02524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473900961122135746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cz7BNarsI/AAAAAAAABTQ/SzMh-4EGoB4/s400/DSC02517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473900954415942930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cz6oOiTRI/AAAAAAAABTI/TZMoi_-1t_A/s400/DSC02513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mikie and I celebrated our 6 year anniversary on May 8th. We went out to dinner and were going to go to a movie, but just before we left the house to take little man to Niccoles he spiked a fever of 101.7 It had only been two weeks since he ran a fever of 103+ for four days. So we went out for a fabulous dinner and went to pick up the baby. When we got back to Niccole's Trystan's fever was 103. We did high fevers for two more days. I think this time it was his freaking Molars he got three of them at the same time... poor baby. There was no other reason for the fever. The day after our Anniversary was Mother's day. I spent most of the day rockabying with trystan and timing motrin and Tylenol around the clock. We did go to Mikie's mom and dad's for a fabulous dinner and Trystan ran around with his ky-ky like a mad man, you'd never know his fever was as high as it was.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473900971246831554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_cz7m7VR8I/AAAAAAAABTY/5T3dpNmPmmM/s400/DSC02528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The following week Niccole Graduated from Nursing School. I am so proud of her!!!! Nursing school is no easy task and she came through with flying colors being a full time employee, wife, mother, daughter and sister!!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473905011962701490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_c3mzxEZrI/AAAAAAAABTw/FV50hCbXbZw/s400/DSCN0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473904990040064210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_c3liGTgNI/AAAAAAAABTg/x97nn95Wok0/s400/DSCN0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473966718637167874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_dvunCt1QI/AAAAAAAABT4/qf14o_06KeM/s400/DSCN0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473904999083903474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_c3mDyhifI/AAAAAAAABTo/ZLKc6d1fw1w/s400/DSCN0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan has become quite the Mommy's boy lately and walks around the house saying mama, mama, mama, especially when I am at work or not around. He loves going to gramy's and papa's on the days that I work and loves Auntie picking him up from Wyndee's most days...especially if she will give him her keys:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473893477119445058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_ctHZIISEI/AAAAAAAABRw/KdLZ4BnN4Kc/s400/DSCN0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_ctHZIISEI/AAAAAAAABRw/KdLZ4BnN4Kc/s1600/DSCN0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473893468153773218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_ctG3ui_KI/AAAAAAAABRo/aHX678j9Wd0/s400/DSCN0353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little man is suddenly so big, He is talking so much, and running full tilt, he undresses himself which is not always convinient, is trying to put on his own shoes and loves to help daddy and I around the house. He is starting to freak out when I put him to bed... I am a litte sad about that he has always gone to bed so well, but I am loving that he wants to snuggle a little more. He has learned to open all the doors at grammy's house time to baby proof the doors at home too! Because we have the same doorknobs, though at least for today he is not opening the doors at our house. Mikie and I are enjoying being parents more and more every day... If we could just win the lottery we would both became stay at home mom and dad!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473893456768949442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_ctGNUMXMI/AAAAAAAABRg/9Lzm6-bWoPQ/s400/DSCN0324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3419053272130192600?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3419053272130192600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3419053272130192600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3419053272130192600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3419053272130192600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/05/hilights-of-our-busy-life.html' title='High-lights of Our Busy Life!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S_ctH4_YmeI/AAAAAAAABR4/S5er8CylQ14/s72-c/DSC02508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-8330882579119058450</id><published>2010-04-16T17:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T17:47:38.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy and Me Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S8kEinn4wjI/AAAAAAAABRI/RPWvkTm4utQ/s1600/DSC02393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460901015961780786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S8kEinn4wjI/AAAAAAAABRI/RPWvkTm4utQ/s400/DSC02393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S8kEidHDX8I/AAAAAAAABRA/QnU18x6b4M0/s1600/DSC02392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460901013139709890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S8kEidHDX8I/AAAAAAAABRA/QnU18x6b4M0/s400/DSC02392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my days off with my little man!!!! Mikie has had to work the last few fridays which stinks...Trystan and I miss him, but none the less enjoy the days together. This morning we got up and after breakfast cleaned the living room, Trystan is my big helper and did the dusting for me!!! He helped me vacuum his room and played with his toys that I moved into the kitchen so I could do the living room floor. He went down for his morning nap and I cleaned the kitchen and showered. After morning nap the two of us went on a lunch date to port-a-subs then it was off to the park. It was a beautiful 80 degrees outside. We pulled up to the park and I noticed the splash pad was up and running. I thought about running home to get little man's swim trunks, but it was too late. Trystan had already spotted the water and was squealing to get out of the car and go, go, go!!! Sooo, it was off to splash in the water fully clothed socks shoes and all. Trystan had a blast!!! I bought him a bunch of new clothes recently for the summer and the shorts are a little big around the waste. The water weighed them down and he lost his shorts, I had to roll them up at the waist to keep them on. We played for about an hour, trystan was shivering so it was time to go, I stripped him down at the car, put a dry diaper on him and brought him home. What a fantastic day... Only could have been better if daddy was home!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460901026745336482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S8kEjPy4wqI/AAAAAAAABRQ/P2_39EB2X60/s400/DSC02390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460901005206949666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S8kEh_jvDyI/AAAAAAAABQ4/54ATwYqqa_k/s400/DSC02389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460901032766869650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S8kEjmOiEJI/AAAAAAAABRY/r4kDOr63qyo/s400/DSC02397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-8330882579119058450?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8330882579119058450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=8330882579119058450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8330882579119058450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8330882579119058450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/04/mommy-and-me-day.html' title='Mommy and Me Day!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S8kEinn4wjI/AAAAAAAABRI/RPWvkTm4utQ/s72-c/DSC02393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-4808981035929185616</id><published>2010-03-27T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T09:46:25.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Hair Cut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S64ybHADbhI/AAAAAAAABPo/8S1fjMTNYbk/s1600/DSC02340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453351640109379090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S64ybHADbhI/AAAAAAAABPo/8S1fjMTNYbk/s400/DSC02340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend we took Trystan to get his first real haircut. We had his bangs trimmed before but this time we did the whole thing. My baby has no more curls :( and he looks like a little boy :( So stinkin cute though and he was so good. He sat in the chair like a big boy with mikie's cell phone and watched the barber cut his hair... that is until Juckich (the barber) touch his ears to trim around them then he was done. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453351652135790242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S64ybzzX5qI/AAAAAAAABP4/A4vqUlvM5BY/s400/DSC02342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453351643511588994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S64ybTrNCII/AAAAAAAABPw/FgRA6ORQleU/s400/DSC02341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453351625657334162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S64yaRKauZI/AAAAAAAABPg/qlgjoKs-Qg4/s400/DSC02339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453351617709433698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S64yZzjfY2I/AAAAAAAABPY/T1JXS3Zz4VM/s400/DSC02338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Finished product&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453352307299317938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S64zB8eh-LI/AAAAAAAABQA/yZ8m6Skz79g/s400/DSC02348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mikie was out of town all week this week for work. We had a sprinkler head break while he was gone so trystan helped daddy fix it yesterday and then thought he should play in the sprinklers! He was soaked but he had a blast. Daddy even ran through the sprinklers with him... and no its not quite warm enough for that yet.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453353804828295522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S640ZHNQwWI/AAAAAAAABQI/6VQjm0eOlug/s400/DSC02363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453353815354790642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S640Zua-UvI/AAAAAAAABQQ/N3jrL0mmtRo/s400/DSC02364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453353821109154562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S640aD268wI/AAAAAAAABQY/aT1cP1sJGQY/s400/DSC02365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453353829412600354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S640aiyneiI/AAAAAAAABQg/oRjFrFwWtOI/s400/DSC02366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453353836421877874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S640a85wkHI/AAAAAAAABQo/vJ4NjqSTM8c/s400/DSC02367.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mikie and I went and bought bikes a couple of weeks ago as well and got a baby seat for the baby and put it on Mikie's bike... He loves to go for rides...though he looks a bit disgusted in this picture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453355293068637890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S641vvVaNsI/AAAAAAAABQw/qAdGg4cXvCw/s400/DSC02359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-4808981035929185616?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4808981035929185616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=4808981035929185616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4808981035929185616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4808981035929185616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-hair-cut.html' title='First Hair Cut!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S64ybHADbhI/AAAAAAAABPo/8S1fjMTNYbk/s72-c/DSC02340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3371006269069552961</id><published>2010-03-18T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:20:19.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S6MIi8eJ7ZI/AAAAAAAABPI/vBmcS8HaoY0/s1600-h/DSC02320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450209370489613714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S6MIi8eJ7ZI/AAAAAAAABPI/vBmcS8HaoY0/s400/DSC02320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend my mom and mike were in town for Mike's mom's 80th birthday. Trystan and I took off Saturday morning with my mom and Mike to go to Cedar for the day. We went to mike's mom surprise 80th birthday lunch then hung out with family the rest of the day. As soon as we pulled into town it started dumping snow... it was so much fun to be in the snow again! I am also very greatful I live where it doesn't generally snow, but I miss it from time to time and love to play in it! This was trystan's first experience with the snow as well and he LOVED it, but HAATED the mittens! He was trying to catch flakes on his tounge and was wiping it off my car and the bushes at my grandparents. He trampled through it in my granparents back yard and fell face first in it and laughed!!!! We spent the night at my aunts' house and headed home Sunday morning for my mom to catch her flight home. Daniel and Ashley also came down and I got to meet my neice chloe!!! She is such a cutie with the most amazing blue eyes!!! It was a short trip but so much fun to see everyone!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450209362394424690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S6MIieUHJXI/AAAAAAAABPA/7WxdVN8nFLU/s400/DSC02321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450209343547682242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S6MIhYGsrcI/AAAAAAAABOw/lWKWSTNtBcA/s400/DSC02319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450209351527434194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S6MIh11OB9I/AAAAAAAABO4/F0jem_PTwPM/s400/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450209945915074386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S6MJEcGRp1I/AAAAAAAABPQ/H2z0O40Gj7A/s400/DSC02329.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Trystan and Chloe!!!!! Love this picture. Poor chloe, all trystan wanted to do was poke at her and talk very loud to her. Don't think she knew what to think!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3371006269069552961?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3371006269069552961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3371006269069552961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3371006269069552961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3371006269069552961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/03/snow.html' title='Snow!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S6MIi8eJ7ZI/AAAAAAAABPI/vBmcS8HaoY0/s72-c/DSC02320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-2801593650802769331</id><published>2010-03-10T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:41:03.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go, Go, Go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S5hFbTjzVGI/AAAAAAAABOo/0O4_QzWnwDk/s1600-h/Blog+Page+-+Page+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447180084713837666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S5hFbTjzVGI/AAAAAAAABOo/0O4_QzWnwDk/s400/Blog+Page+-+Page+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So my cousin Wyndee watches Trystan part of the day while we are at work and gave me a CD of all the pictures she has taken since she started watching our little racer! These pictures were too cute not to post...Infact there are many that need to be posted, but I am too lazy to wait for blogger to upload them all right now. This kid LOVES cars, trucks, and of course 4-wheelers! He is such a boy...and wants to "go, go, go, go, go," all the time. Just ask him he'll tell you!!! Thanks Brynlyn for sharing with Trystan and letting him play in your car!!!! Thanks for all the fun pictures wyndee! I need your email address again so I can email you some pictures;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is hectic at our house but I am LOVING day shift!!! and even more so LOVING MY SLEEP!!!! I am exhausted when I get home, but my days go by so much faster. Mikie is wonderful and has dinner ready or almost ready when I get home!!! My in-laws and sister-in-law Are taking the little man in the afternoon when they get off work so that wyndee can keep her sanity and we are so grateful for everyone's support. Trystan is loving his days with Wyndee and the girls as well as time with his grammy, grammpy and Auntie!!!! So Thank You a million times over!!!! We love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trystan has perfected saying ball, and shouts it repeatedly whenever he sees one. His favorite seat is in the kitchen cupboard. He yells at the dogs just like Mikie and I. He has also perfected shouting "we go NOW" thank you grampy!!! LOL, but it is hilarious, My baby no longer looks like a baby but a little boy and I hate it!!!! The kid LOVEs chocolate (reeses peanut butter cups are a fav). Bath time is more of a bath for mommy and the floor! The slide he got for his birthday is the best ramp for his trucks and balls. Cloths are a nuissance and he discovered he can take his pajama pants off in bed...thank goodness for onsies or I am sure the diaper would be off too. He is so sweet, but has zero patients and can throw a wonderful temper tantrum....If it is the last thing I do as his mommy this kid will learn at least the slightest smidgeling of patients, that is my goal...wish me luck I have my work cut out for me!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-2801593650802769331?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2801593650802769331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=2801593650802769331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2801593650802769331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2801593650802769331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/03/go-go-go.html' title='Go, Go, Go....'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S5hFbTjzVGI/AAAAAAAABOo/0O4_QzWnwDk/s72-c/Blog+Page+-+Page+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-7425642413813211154</id><published>2010-02-25T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T09:41:26.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UpDaTeS!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow! It has been forever since I posted anything!!!! So sorry. We have been busy and sleep deprivation doesn't help a whole bunch. I few weeks ago Trystan and I met my cousin Wyndee and her girls at little pastry chefs to decorate valentine cookies!!! We had a blast and trystan made a Huge mess! I think he decorated more of himself! Before we did cookies we made our own little pizzas for lunch.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442228469874913042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4at9Y1pbxI/AAAAAAAABMo/nZweZCNNnh8/s400/DSC02250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442228478684207170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4at95p8mEI/AAAAAAAABMw/2SFj-HrzmQ4/s400/DSC02253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442228495229517858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4at-3SqACI/AAAAAAAABM4/LK6n2vf9isI/s400/DSC02254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442228507143932706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4at_jrRiyI/AAAAAAAABNA/FpsZTQY6qUM/s400/DSC02258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442228533203925666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4auBEwdeqI/AAAAAAAABNI/n5ao1A4HyHI/s400/DSC02260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I let trystan play with playdough the other day for the first time! He wasn't too sure bout it! I had a hard time getting him to touch it at all. Then of course when he did all he wanted to do was eat it! Apparently he was not impressed with the taste either. I made a ball out of it and he threw it expecting it to bounce and then we made noses out of it! It was a fun 10 minutes and then he was done&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442230885429111778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4awJ_epa-I/AAAAAAAABNQ/wmzkXg2TAec/s400/DSC02267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442230898304313314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4awKvcVZ-I/AAAAAAAABNY/q3Kzfj-RJBA/s400/DSC02268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442230898533262258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4awKwS647I/AAAAAAAABNg/NzyZjDnq_oM/s400/DSC02269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442230911091650402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4awLfFEr2I/AAAAAAAABNo/UL9btWctES0/s400/DSC02271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442230923243087666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4awMMWM5zI/AAAAAAAABNw/Vq2X4lT0Rxs/s400/DSC02272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mikie and his dad spent last weekend getting rid of our sliding glass door and putting in French doors! I love them! I hated the sliding glass door.... no more squeaking, its FaBuLoUs!!!! The still need to be painted and they have the blinds inbetween the glass Love it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442232208473472594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4axXANAPlI/AAAAAAAABN4/4EbVZA0m8O0/s400/DSC02274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442232221344268594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4axXwJpATI/AAAAAAAABOA/_MV19f_i5FM/s400/DSC02281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I worked my last Graveyard shift on Tuesday night!!!!! I start on Day shift Monday and am SOOOO excited. Terrified a little, but so ready for a normal SLEEP pattern! Wish me luck!!! Here are a few more pictures of Trystan since thats all you guys get on here for anyway! He is getting so big, and growing up... I was sick last monday and started throwing up, he stood over my shoulder in the bathroom pointing at the vomit in the toilet saying ewww mommy, ewww then patted my shoulder and handed me some tissue, He is starting to help us clean up his stuff, and then claps for himself and says yay anytime he puts a toy in a basket, turns off the light, and closes a door. He says mom a lot more now and I love it! He will go throw things away if we ask him too as well!!!! His vocabulary consists of Mom, Dada, bum (ball), ah ah (off), Up, Go, NO, baaoon (balloon) Tanky (thank you). He understands high five and loves to give those out, we are working on not hitting mommy! He knows where his nose is and will point to it when you ask, He thinks his belly is his rib cage and points to that! And boy can we ever throw a temper tantrum, but he is such a sweet boy and has it down that when he is in trouble all he has to do is grab my leg hug it, kiss it and smile at me!!!!! This first picture is the devil smile, the second one is blurry because he hit me with the fourwheeler and I fell backwards just as I snapped the picture, the look on his face is the gottcha mom look!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442235818650370482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4a0pJKQAbI/AAAAAAAABOQ/B0AUNRvsr9A/s400/DSC02279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442235808016959922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4a0ohjDCbI/AAAAAAAABOI/Wx3ERynCeN0/s400/DSC02280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442235840179333298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4a0qZXJ6LI/AAAAAAAABOg/X9gPNxh3hm0/s400/DSC02284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442235828345124882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4a0ptRqOBI/AAAAAAAABOY/Xv2DCcsRl1o/s400/DSC02283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-7425642413813211154?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7425642413813211154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=7425642413813211154' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7425642413813211154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7425642413813211154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates.html' title='UpDaTeS!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S4at9Y1pbxI/AAAAAAAABMo/nZweZCNNnh8/s72-c/DSC02250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-4192828652255901609</id><published>2010-01-21T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:20:31.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looky, Looky who turned......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kJ1f6HWVI/AAAAAAAABMg/F1JAYUsIr24/s1600-h/DSC01362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429381640474810706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kJ1f6HWVI/AAAAAAAABMg/F1JAYUsIr24/s400/DSC01362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;30!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Tuesday Mikie celebrated his 30th birthday. Grammy watched the little one and I took mikie out to dinner. We spent the weekend hanging out as a family and had birthday dinner at his mom and dad's on Sunday!!!! Happy Birthday Baby. We love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-4192828652255901609?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4192828652255901609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=4192828652255901609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4192828652255901609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4192828652255901609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/looky-looky-who-turned.html' title='Looky, Looky who turned......'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kJ1f6HWVI/AAAAAAAABMg/F1JAYUsIr24/s72-c/DSC01362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-2209755018750007947</id><published>2010-01-21T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:57:57.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kDYzyF8II/AAAAAAAABLA/anV8idCfYt0/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374550523900034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kDYzyF8II/AAAAAAAABLA/anV8idCfYt0/s400/DSC02201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Friday was absolutely gorgeous, no wind, 62 degrees kind of perfect. I had the weekend off and Mikie was home the whole weekend as well so Friday afternoon we decided to have a picnic at the park! We had a blast playing on the slides and kicking around the soccer ball. Trystan loved every minute of being outside. He loves the outdoors and takes off like he is free and has no boundries. I love it!!!! He has no fear and could care less if anyone was following him. I love that he is so active and loves to explore the world around him. He is so inquisitive and learning so much everyday. He loves to be around other kids as well, he gets so excited and will run up to the other kids and start jabbering away. I hope he NEVER loses that assertiveness. I think mikie and I enjoyed playing as much as he did. Here are a few fun pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374568051750546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kDZ1FDtpI/AAAAAAAABLI/MaDnkmLPYAU/s400/DSC02203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374584677216978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kDazA4MtI/AAAAAAAABLY/eROHnYja_sQ/s400/DSC02211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374596220968034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kDbeBH3GI/AAAAAAAABLg/CXxdrxHMJws/s400/DSC02215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429376029171795330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kEu4LORYI/AAAAAAAABLo/nBNa6B7dCBw/s400/DSC02216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429376038088502306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kEvZZIbCI/AAAAAAAABLw/hvOrg3Hj-3o/s400/DSC02208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429376044689693810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kEvx--nHI/AAAAAAAABL4/IiIGB-q7BxI/s400/DSC02219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429376058943879618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kEwnFcOcI/AAAAAAAABMI/k1cNZTsVpHI/s400/DSC02192.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This kid is hilarious, one of his favorite toys is the remotes for the wii. He was carrying it around in his mouth shaking his head like a dog. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429376051784038610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kEwMaZuNI/AAAAAAAABMA/15LaBvXnwWs/s400/DSC02226.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The cowboy boots... These were mikie's boots when he was little. They sit on a shelf in Trystans room, he spoted them the other day and had to have them, however his little foot is to fat to get them all the way on so he couldn't walk in them to well. It made him mad, but he looked so cute. There is a picture of Mikie in his PJs just like this one with the boots on. Gotta love the expression too!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-2209755018750007947?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2209755018750007947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=2209755018750007947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2209755018750007947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2209755018750007947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/perfect-day.html' title='A Perfect Day...'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S1kDYzyF8II/AAAAAAAABLA/anV8idCfYt0/s72-c/DSC02201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-8426517962212282007</id><published>2010-01-14T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T11:39:43.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday festivities.</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-d7.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346391429847&amp;amp;site=widget-d7.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346391429847&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d7.slide.com/p1/648518346391429847/bb_t025_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346391429847&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d7.slide.com/p2/648518346391429847/bb_t025_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346391429847&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d7.slide.com/p4/648518346391429847/bb_t025_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we had a party for Trystan. My dad and Sam were able to come down from Utah, My brother came to hang out, and Mikie's family was all here too! We missed our Texas family though!!! We had a great time. Mikie and I fixed a mexican feast ad decorated the house all up! Trystan loved having everyone's undivided attention! He destroyed his cake exactly like I hoped he would. Had a blast with his cousins and Aunts, and had a pretty good belly ache all night long. Our house has been taken over by toys! But Trystan is having so much fun. He is just a little spoiled. Still can't believe my baby is one!!!!! Happy birthday kiddo we love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-8426517962212282007?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8426517962212282007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=8426517962212282007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8426517962212282007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8426517962212282007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday-festivities.html' title='Birthday festivities.'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-6330924368708920802</id><published>2010-01-07T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:38:15.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little Monkey turns 1!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S0YmWF-RwkI/AAAAAAAABJ8/LKRnFFAye18/s1600-h/Jan+7th+2009+(14).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424064962216706626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S0YmWF-RwkI/AAAAAAAABJ8/LKRnFFAye18/s400/Jan+7th+2009+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe it has been a year ago that this little Monkey came into our lives! He is so full of energy and such a sweet boy with the coolest personality... as well as a slight temper (okay it maybe more than a slight one.) He keeps me going and wears me out completely but I am so grateful to be his mommy!!!! I love you Trystan, you are the best part of daddy and I's lives. Happy Birthday little monkey!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(He HATES the Hat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424068330674479410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S0YpaKdMYTI/AAAAAAAABKE/eH9vAaqJPaI/s400/DSC02078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424068339455716642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S0YparKzbSI/AAAAAAAABKM/HETTEobxCMY/s400/DSC02083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-6330924368708920802?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6330924368708920802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=6330924368708920802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6330924368708920802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6330924368708920802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-monkey-turns-1.html' title='The little Monkey turns 1!!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/S0YmWF-RwkI/AAAAAAAABJ8/LKRnFFAye18/s72-c/Jan+7th+2009+(14).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-2186919326480427154</id><published>2009-12-28T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:08:50.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY HoLiDaYs...with the many expressions of TrYsTaN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkZgV3GjWI/AAAAAAAABJ0/ofVC-4uEN0g/s1600-h/DSC01886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420391669931871586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkZgV3GjWI/AAAAAAAABJ0/ofVC-4uEN0g/s400/DSC01886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what you get when you mix spaghetti sauce with an 11 month old do it myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkZgLpzN6I/AAAAAAAABJs/KtpagKV9gmg/s1600-h/DSC01890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420391667191723938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkZgLpzN6I/AAAAAAAABJs/KtpagKV9gmg/s400/DSC01890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkZfiuaEKI/AAAAAAAABJk/LVPdrcK2u2M/s1600-h/DSC01889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420391656205193378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkZfiuaEKI/AAAAAAAABJk/LVPdrcK2u2M/s400/DSC01889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trystan loves eating at grammy's house. He has already figured out he is getting some good stuff when we are over there. He will walk over to the table and point and say mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkY-NGKY4I/AAAAAAAABJc/V0p8JXmGfvo/s1600-h/DSC01897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420391083463566210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkY-NGKY4I/AAAAAAAABJc/V0p8JXmGfvo/s400/DSC01897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to my dad's house the weekend before christmas for my dad's birthday and an early christmas with them. We had a lot of fun, trystan loved playing with his aunts!!!! Uncle Kaysen and Daniella came up too! Trystan loves his uncle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkY9-Cp4DI/AAAAAAAABJU/vaHC6npkEug/s1600-h/DSC01898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420391079422320690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkY9-Cp4DI/AAAAAAAABJU/vaHC6npkEug/s400/DSC01898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Dad, Sam, and the girls got Trystan the bounce and spin pony. His poor little legs are not long enough to get it bouncing, but he loves to sit on it and rock. He also loves to control the peice that hooks it up to the TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkY9b1uHBI/AAAAAAAABJM/vGEfC1o6Bdo/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420391070241266706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkY9b1uHBI/AAAAAAAABJM/vGEfC1o6Bdo/s400/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trystan gettin some daddy loves on Christmas Eve Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkY9GXgzjI/AAAAAAAABJE/UR2YPt9ohGA/s1600-h/DSC01914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420391064477421106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkY9GXgzjI/AAAAAAAABJE/UR2YPt9ohGA/s400/DSC01914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Trystan playing on the floor at Grammy's on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkY8oYzwMI/AAAAAAAABI8/f9mpYrpi-XI/s1600-h/DSC01917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420391056429793474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkY8oYzwMI/AAAAAAAABI8/f9mpYrpi-XI/s400/DSC01917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hangin with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkX9lin5DI/AAAAAAAABI0/t5fwQBD9y9o/s1600-h/DSC01921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420389973333894194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkX9lin5DI/AAAAAAAABI0/t5fwQBD9y9o/s400/DSC01921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I want You!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkX9bkXO1I/AAAAAAAABIs/0XkPSJaWg8E/s1600-h/DSC01927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420389970656836434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkX9bkXO1I/AAAAAAAABIs/0XkPSJaWg8E/s400/DSC01927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All ready for night night so Santa can come Visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkX9IDJbhI/AAAAAAAABIk/wl2OH8dw3-Y/s1600-h/DSC01945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420389965417246226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkX9IDJbhI/AAAAAAAABIk/wl2OH8dw3-Y/s400/DSC01945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rough housing with Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkX8uwP3uI/AAAAAAAABIc/x8i-5e-N_jU/s1600-h/DSC01948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420389958627090146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkX8uwP3uI/AAAAAAAABIc/x8i-5e-N_jU/s400/DSC01948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovin me some grammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkX8OaYA8I/AAAAAAAABIU/OH_aHc_Rvtk/s1600-h/DSC01943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420389949945414594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkX8OaYA8I/AAAAAAAABIU/OH_aHc_Rvtk/s400/DSC01943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Luche lets me play with the overflow valve on the sink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkWyapPlUI/AAAAAAAABIM/JDQtT9WhKFA/s1600-h/DSC01955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420388681918682434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkWyapPlUI/AAAAAAAABIM/JDQtT9WhKFA/s400/DSC01955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surfin mom's present, sure hope there's nothing breakable in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkWx9xTzGI/AAAAAAAABIE/bIwGLflowSI/s1600-h/DSC01966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420388674167884898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkWx9xTzGI/AAAAAAAABIE/bIwGLflowSI/s400/DSC01966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Letting mommy open all my presents! I just wanted to play with the ribbon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkWxu9RKYI/AAAAAAAABH8/t-u4ECyJ2hA/s1600-h/DSC01970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420388670191511938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkWxu9RKYI/AAAAAAAABH8/t-u4ECyJ2hA/s400/DSC01970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a Truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkWxM2weFI/AAAAAAAABH0/iczPQJK3c_o/s1600-h/DSC01983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420388661037398098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkWxM2weFI/AAAAAAAABH0/iczPQJK3c_o/s400/DSC01983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta love this face! Somebody is getting tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkWwuucORI/AAAAAAAABHs/ULSPrJ1uJCs/s1600-h/DSC01987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420388652949453074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkWwuucORI/AAAAAAAABHs/ULSPrJ1uJCs/s400/DSC01987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good morning Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkVpCLG5ZI/AAAAAAAABHk/-d5K_NEmwDc/s1600-h/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420387421219382674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkVpCLG5ZI/AAAAAAAABHk/-d5K_NEmwDc/s400/DSC02005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkVoUap5LI/AAAAAAAABHc/sQvEFRpdD0Y/s1600-h/DSC01994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420387408936559794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkVoUap5LI/AAAAAAAABHc/sQvEFRpdD0Y/s400/DSC01994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Diggin the four wheeler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkVoG7DeDI/AAAAAAAABHU/W3eMha1QNis/s1600-h/DSC02016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420387405314357298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkVoG7DeDI/AAAAAAAABHU/W3eMha1QNis/s400/DSC02016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy trying to teach me how to make it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkVnhqPndI/AAAAAAAABHM/g3_KTytotQg/s1600-h/DSC02022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420387395311738322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkVnhqPndI/AAAAAAAABHM/g3_KTytotQg/s400/DSC02022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Decided I was going to be a little stunt rider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkVnVH-rtI/AAAAAAAABHE/5Kzrk2OelX0/s1600-h/DSC02031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420387391946796754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkVnVH-rtI/AAAAAAAABHE/5Kzrk2OelX0/s400/DSC02031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bubbles are sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkT2LcC48I/AAAAAAAABG8/qYT-wn9e7RQ/s1600-h/DSC02036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420385448021386178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkT2LcC48I/AAAAAAAABG8/qYT-wn9e7RQ/s400/DSC02036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hangin with dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkT1o_WmNI/AAAAAAAABG0/aIagBjmJ8do/s1600-h/DSC02037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420385438774237394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkT1o_WmNI/AAAAAAAABG0/aIagBjmJ8do/s400/DSC02037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas is hard work! All tuckered out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkT1MQw2lI/AAAAAAAABGs/yR-iBqX5Zn4/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420385431062633042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkT1MQw2lI/AAAAAAAABGs/yR-iBqX5Zn4/s400/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylie got a skateboard from Santa, I think I want one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkT0_MNL6I/AAAAAAAABGk/kcBFCYRKTtc/s1600-h/DSC02049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420385427553857442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkT0_MNL6I/AAAAAAAABGk/kcBFCYRKTtc/s400/DSC02049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my Pal Kylie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkT0cCmuqI/AAAAAAAABGc/2ey6gKyo0oM/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420385418118347426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkT0cCmuqI/AAAAAAAABGc/2ey6gKyo0oM/s400/DSC02070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Christmas!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-2186919326480427154?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2186919326480427154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=2186919326480427154' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2186919326480427154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2186919326480427154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidayswith-many-expressions-of.html' title='HaPpY HoLiDaYs...with the many expressions of TrYsTaN!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SzkZgV3GjWI/AAAAAAAABJ0/ofVC-4uEN0g/s72-c/DSC01886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-7066331524992250392</id><published>2009-12-08T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:46:41.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Clause and First Haircut!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sx65BdTDzYI/AAAAAAAABGU/rJjj0VTmww8/s1600-h/Santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412967236841491842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sx65BdTDzYI/AAAAAAAABGU/rJjj0VTmww8/s400/Santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Friday we took Trystan to town square to see Santa Clause. He did great for the first picture and about 2 seconds after that then he was done!!!!! We had had a busy day and had drug him all over the place. Mikie got his haircut Friday morning so we went with him, and had the barber trim Trystan's bangs! They were so long and hanging in his eyes so bad. Trystan held still for about two minutes then thought the whole thing was a bunch of crap!!!  I can't believe that in less than a month my baby will be one! Where on earth did this year go. Trystan is starting to say lots of words, is not to sure about the Christmas trees because they are pokey but he loves the lights and decorations. He walks into the front room every morning points at the tree and says EEE, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! He is starting to run, and climbing all over everything. He now says daddy and goes to the front door and bangs on it saying daddy, daddy, daddy. I am so excited for Christmas this year. We will be going to my dad's the weekend before christmas to spend some time with them and I am so excited!!! Then we will be spending Christmas with the Bellino's! Not much new and exciting with us, just hanging out watching our little one grow! So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-7066331524992250392?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7066331524992250392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=7066331524992250392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7066331524992250392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7066331524992250392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-clause-and-first-haircut.html' title='Santa Clause and First Haircut!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sx65BdTDzYI/AAAAAAAABGU/rJjj0VTmww8/s72-c/Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-4780247574775593572</id><published>2009-11-01T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:14:03.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fun...Warning Picture Overload!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this time of year when the temperature begins to cool, the leaves change and the holidays begin. We have had a busy month at our house. It started with all of us getting the flu! Thank goodness for a pediatrician that was more than willing to give Trystan Tamiflu. Mikie and I both had to suffer through, but Trystan didn't get it nearly as bad as we did. The Kleenex box was on the night stand by the bed and Trystan had a hay day with it!!!! We are finally feeling better, but Mikie and I are still coughing!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399186846884966658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3D1MSKMQI/AAAAAAAABCI/TcALji-UPz0/s400/DSC01710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399186852111057554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3D1fwKApI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-mB1IO7FmeU/s400/DSC01713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We took Trystan to the Pumpkin Patch, He loved it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399186860135371010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3D19pTUQI/AAAAAAAABCY/AR34YoEMBs0/s400/DSC01714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He and Daddy walked through the straw maze, Trystan loved the straw and kept picking it up and of coarse tried to put it in his mouth. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399186867014074098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3D2XRT_vI/AAAAAAAABCg/wmDvAr3Y8pw/s400/DSC01717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399186869444033954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3D2gUqPaI/AAAAAAAABCo/e5HNl3gHNjA/s400/DSC01723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399188200542572178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3FD_DSDpI/AAAAAAAABCw/5n-eZGHgR3E/s400/DSC01724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399188210784136786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3FElND7lI/AAAAAAAABDA/aQlamYes1uk/s400/DSC01738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399188208598390178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3FEdD8FaI/AAAAAAAABC4/tiFH_pn4Mvg/s400/DSC01731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan had fun playing with the pumpkins too. He wanted to climb all over them&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399188221117201170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3FFLsp-xI/AAAAAAAABDI/EoKgxOHae0Q/s400/DSC01740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399188222780077874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3FFR5HdzI/AAAAAAAABDQ/izUEy7jNpVc/s400/DSC01742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399189251371313026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3GBJsYJ4I/AAAAAAAABDY/Zc7b-EGcZ-M/s400/DSC01743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This kid is on the go non stop and has two favorite corners in the house that he loves to play in. All we do is tell this kid no! He is not supposed to play in either corner as they both have electrical wires!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399189258101550914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3GBiw_b0I/AAAAAAAABDg/C4JRfDfPias/s400/DSC01744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at that smile as he hears no for the 100th time in 15 minutes&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399189265137655506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3GB8-h3tI/AAAAAAAABDo/kDSRfR1CaLc/s400/DSC01751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Climbing the lamp pole&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399189267640145250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3GCGTK1WI/AAAAAAAABDw/ckqbFjqg9eI/s400/DSC01753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And yes playing with the electrical outlet!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399189278518631858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3GCu0zXbI/AAAAAAAABD4/lGdlKmvLNCQ/s400/DSC01755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan wasn't too sure about the pumpkin carving. Mikie cut the top off the pumpkin and trystan stuck his hand right in and pulled it right back out!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190503087035794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3HKAsqVZI/AAAAAAAABEA/tFL6S2vB8qY/s400/DSC01756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190507883911554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3HKSkU2YI/AAAAAAAABEI/uVUTqIgZzL4/s400/DSC01759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190517932086786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3HK3__1gI/AAAAAAAABEQ/J2esj_Wb_oI/s400/DSC01760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He had more fun playing with the top&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190521996921218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3HLHJISYI/AAAAAAAABEY/Ribl7_5fKE8/s400/DSC01766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But didn't think it tasted too swell&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190527252827778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3HLauPDoI/AAAAAAAABEg/6G1L-06CSng/s400/DSC01769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While Mikie and I finished the pumpkin Trystan had a blast in the dogs cage!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399191853393028130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3IYm-spCI/AAAAAAAABEo/rzx1-48q5Ew/s400/DSC01782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399191859801707682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3IY-2pVKI/AAAAAAAABEw/9oYIkFiTKCY/s400/DSC01783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Pumpkin completed! It was actually a real pumpkin this year and not my big round belly like last Halloween!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399191867506746642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3IZbjq5RI/AAAAAAAABE4/i37XynNpGpI/s400/DSC01791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399200827812123602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3Qi_S8k9I/AAAAAAAABFw/Zrwc0MJpH9Y/s400/28W+6D+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;We took Trystan Trick or Treating with my cousin Wyndee and her two Girls. We only went to three houses, but that was enough for this little monkey!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399191870935004546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3IZoVB9YI/AAAAAAAABFA/Dm9l6NGiy_E/s400/DSC01804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399193160778187826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3JktXnBDI/AAAAAAAABFQ/isbViY2cslI/s400/DSC01816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brynlyn was a cowgirl, Miss Peyton was a bag of Wonderbread, and Trystan our cute little Monkey!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399191875600456338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3IZ5tXGpI/AAAAAAAABFI/K9Y7cRqUPrE/s400/DSC01808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After Trick or Treating we went to Grammy's! Trystan was so excited about his goodies from Grammy! His eyes lit up when he saw the yogurt melts! He had to have some right then!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399193162294969042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3JkzBPQtI/AAAAAAAABFY/BDwBaVl5Trc/s400/DSC01819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan and Grammy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399193168284801090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3JlJVU2EI/AAAAAAAABFg/6UumdWlMKYY/s400/DSC01827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happy Halloween&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3Jlfop5wI/AAAAAAAABFo/PLogsf4Gi8E/s1600-h/DSC01828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399193174271452930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Su3Jlfop5wI/AAAAAAAABFo/PLogsf4Gi8E/s400/DSC01828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Las Big New for this post is we have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WALKER!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; It is so cute to watch him. He was kind of hyped up while we were carving the pumpkin, but I got some video of him Walking! 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The mow-hawk is getting really tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/StYtHQlmZFI/AAAAAAAABBw/VQicv6KmcsY/s1600-h/DSC01708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392547206557754450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/StYtHQlmZFI/AAAAAAAABBw/VQicv6KmcsY/s400/DSC01708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Macaroni face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/StYtGr5CcGI/AAAAAAAABBo/_h_dzGzELTU/s1600-h/DSC01702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392547196707172450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/StYtGr5CcGI/AAAAAAAABBo/_h_dzGzELTU/s400/DSC01702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The mow-hawk looks more like the top of a roosters head. It even curls over on the ends!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Trystan is nearly walking, but refuses to let go of our fingers (although he is more than capable of doing it all on his own)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. We had our nine month check up... the kid is a peanut just like mommy 16 pounds 2 ounces we only gained 1 1/2 pounds in 3 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. We have six teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Grandma came to visit and bought Trystan a piano on wheels he RUNS through the house pushing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. He learned to give kisses and we love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Mommy is finally on her own at work.... no more orientation!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Trystan and I both had a 24 hour stomach bug this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. Mikie got to take trystan on the four wheeler for a short ride and Trystan loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. I am really terrible at taking pictures these days! Sorry!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. Trystan no longer wants his bottles so I am mixing Vanilla pediasure in them to get him to drink it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-5811383538753757716?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5811383538753757716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=5811383538753757716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/5811383538753757716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/5811383538753757716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/10/quick-update-and-couple-new-pictures.html' title='Quick update and a couple new pictures!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/StYtImjbBPI/AAAAAAAABCA/E0_CR_vuXNo/s72-c/DSC01706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-7089916961652212264</id><published>2009-09-21T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:41:43.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 months old!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna Eat me some Toe!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384005279950723874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SrfURsRKWyI/AAAAAAAABBQ/CZ2eJ_jpkXQ/s400/DSC01674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sup Mom, Dad put me in my toy bucket!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SrfUSllVmiI/AAAAAAAABBg/Khpqha5VLg0/s1600-h/DSC01682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384005295336167970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SrfUSllVmiI/AAAAAAAABBg/Khpqha5VLg0/s400/DSC01682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I get out please, I be a good boy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SrfUSEzYS2I/AAAAAAAABBY/bUY8lT9Stos/s1600-h/DSC01683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384005286536694626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SrfUSEzYS2I/AAAAAAAABBY/bUY8lT9Stos/s400/DSC01683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So tired! I love my nap!!!!! (sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SrfURBnliLI/AAAAAAAABBI/jaHMfoL_wVs/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384005268502055090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SrfURBnliLI/AAAAAAAABBI/jaHMfoL_wVs/s400/DSC01670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. I refuse to say mama, its all about dada&lt;br /&gt;2. I won't eat any vegetables&lt;br /&gt;3. watermelon is my favorite&lt;br /&gt;4. I can unlock the dog cages and open all the drawers and cuppboards&lt;br /&gt;5. I love to chase the dogs&lt;br /&gt;6. I love hearing the word NO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. I have my four front teeth and two more on the way!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-7089916961652212264?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7089916961652212264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=7089916961652212264' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7089916961652212264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7089916961652212264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/09/8-months-old.html' title='8 months old!!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SrfURsRKWyI/AAAAAAAABBQ/CZ2eJ_jpkXQ/s72-c/DSC01674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-1982938084697619180</id><published>2009-08-31T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:27:29.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BuSy LiTtLe MoNkEy!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; My days at home go by far to quickly, and my nights at work drag on for eternity. There are not enough hours in the day, and when Trystan finally winds down and goes to bed, I am too tired to get anything else done &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...my house is dirty, the laundry is never done, beds are never made, but we have tons of play time consisting of trucks, blocks, trains, and balls, stories, loves, snuggles, bonks, no-no's and a couple of naps. Trystan is learning so much every day and mikie and I are enjoying every minute of it. Last week Mikie put the locks on the cabinets in the kitchen Trystan was so much help&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376248250867266418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxFTLFCM3I/AAAAAAAABAg/2nmfRgycyBs/s400/DSC01655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376248256872119250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxFThcs-9I/AAAAAAAABAo/z_o7hQWcr5M/s400/DSC01656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Not to sure what to do with the broiler drawer he is kneeling up to in this photo. Yes he can open it all the way up! The other day I took two seconds to go pee... how dare I and found him in the kitchen with the broiler fully open and he was trying to climb inside of it!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt; Thank goodness the oven hadn't been on!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxFUFAl__I/AAAAAAAABAw/l6xny1f3DfM/s1600-h/DSC01659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376248266417897458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxFUFAl__I/AAAAAAAABAw/l6xny1f3DfM/s400/DSC01659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trystan &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HATES&lt;/span&gt; his car seat and becomes a little acrobat every time we go to put him in it, he arches, twists pulls kicks and screams, but if you leave the car seat on the floor, it is the best play toy! He rocks it, stands up to it and once in a while falls in it head first&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376247431963811122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxEjgbPHTI/AAAAAAAABAY/2mQdcMemobg/s400/DSC01649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxEjDMdwaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/jSwajkl_J_A/s1600-h/DSC01652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376247424117227938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxEjDMdwaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/jSwajkl_J_A/s400/DSC01652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We discovered the dog food as well! Luckily he doesn't try to eat it, he just picks it up by the handfuls and throws it all over the floor. Poor dogs don't get the luxury of having their food out all day to graze anymore. We have to keep it up, as well as their water dish, because our little monkey &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; water and turns my kitchen into a mini swimming pool with the dogs water dish!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxEir57pSI/AAAAAAAABAI/GQEBP_hGjr4/s1600-h/DSC01646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376247417865479458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxEir57pSI/AAAAAAAABAI/GQEBP_hGjr4/s400/DSC01646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxEifrFFrI/AAAAAAAABAA/poaKWd7z1Qg/s1600-h/DSC01647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376247414581958322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxEifrFFrI/AAAAAAAABAA/poaKWd7z1Qg/s400/DSC01647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some for Everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxEh_zwW_I/AAAAAAAAA_4/fpMyvW5WfHw/s1600-h/DSC01644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376247406028413938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxEh_zwW_I/AAAAAAAAA_4/fpMyvW5WfHw/s400/DSC01644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376248280680527794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxFU6JEd7I/AAAAAAAABBA/aX_IjHoSJzw/s400/DSC01666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very fortunate to have the weekends off this far. It has been so nice. The three of us get to spend Friday, Saturday and Sunday together. Trystan loves the weekends and having mommy and daddy both home. This picture is Trystan making four wheeler noises on daddy's shoulders. Yes he really makes four wheeler noises. He picked those up from daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376248270593854514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxFUUkODDI/AAAAAAAABA4/xTcdU4qNMGU/s400/DSC01662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Mikie's new truck we bought last weekend. My neice went back to school and my cousin started watching Trystan last week. But Mikie's old truck didn't hold the car seat. Minor problem. Anyway we love the new truck, and trystan loves to ride with daddy. We are so grateful to Wyndee and Chad for taking on Trystan with their two little girls. Wyndee has her hands full. But I love knowing Trystan is safe, and somewhere he is loved when Mommy and Daddy can't be there. Wyndee's oldest Brynlyn, she's three, Introduces trystan as her brother. I love it!!!!! I'm sure they will trade lots of naughty secrets and teach Wyndee's two month old lots of fun stuff. Thank you so much Wyndee!!!! (and chad for putting up with the aftermath). We love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NeW dEvElOpMeNtS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Trystan is pulling himself up and walking along the furniture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. He is eating green vegetables... there is hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. He is attempting to climb up and out of the play pen and crib&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. He is sleeping through the night... almost again!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. He is starting to say dadada finally!!! He's been saying Mama for quite some time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. He knows what no means and just looks at you and smiles and does it anyway!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. We are starting finger foods and meats, but still waiting for those top teeth to push on through!!! (His top gums are now purple) poor kid they look so sore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. and today he started shaking his finger at me saying na-na-na-na-na... I think that is no!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-1982938084697619180?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1982938084697619180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=1982938084697619180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1982938084697619180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1982938084697619180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-little-monkey.html' title='BuSy LiTtLe MoNkEy!!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SpxFTLFCM3I/AAAAAAAABAg/2nmfRgycyBs/s72-c/DSC01655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-1911071589938200364</id><published>2009-08-13T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:38:39.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psych Nurse I am Not.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJdUph8HI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/bDWctlHHnag/s1600-h/P7251596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370693692491427954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJdUph8HI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/bDWctlHHnag/s400/P7251596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay so I have to vent a little bit before I get to the incredibly fabulous 6 month pictures of my little man that my sister-in-law took while we were up the mountain. This week has been a rough work week. I work on a general Med-surg floor here in town. However our unit consists of 8 camera beds for direct observations as well as a new visions program which is a 4 day voluntary detox from numerous drugs and alcohol. Monday night I was board out of my mind. We were super slow I had great patients no big deal. Tuesday night I showed up for work and my preceptor had called in sick. So the nurse they put me with had all of the camera beds. We had a couple of legal 2000 (psych holds) and the others were mainly just fall risks. That night wasn't too horrible... other than I was up to my elbows in poop all night long! (literally) Last night was a whole different ball game. I got to work my preceptor had called off again so I was with the nurse I was with the night before on the camera rooms. However our patients were totally different. We had 5 psych holds and a couple of fallers. One guy had eaten razor blades in attempted suicide. So he was on suicide watch. We had two in restraints. One that was there for polysubstance over dose so the doctor would not write any orders for any meds for her except for IV fluids but she refused the IV. He ordered 1 dose of Ativan but absolutely nothing else. The one dose of ativan did nothing. She through the ativan at me the first time she asked for it and told me it was just candy that was going to do nothing for her.She screamed all night long that she was in pain. I paged the resident twice he finally came up and wrote her an order for a pain medication by IM injection times 1 dose. This lady was pissed of coarse she refused it because it wasn't what she wanted. She would go from singing at the top of her lungs to screaming something about dead bodies and how our psych docotor is an "idiot" and doesn't know what he is doing. Then she started engaging other patients into her horror story of us holding her against her will, and how she was only allowed out on her own 4 days out of the year. The other patient told her to just leave. He got sent back to his room and told not to encourage her anymore. Then she started screaming about how she hates her husband and wants a divorce but he won't give it to her. She literally screamed all night long. Our other patients started asking if they were in a medical hospital or a psychiatric hospital. 7:30 AM could not come fast enough!!!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJe_oo55I/AAAAAAAAA_w/_2h1iX5JOCc/s1600-h/P7251588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370693721210283922" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJe_oo55I/AAAAAAAAA_w/_2h1iX5JOCc/s400/P7251588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay so enough about that. Trystan is growing up so fast. He is crawling all over the place and getting into EVERYTHING. We say no and he halls butt as fast as he can to try and beat us to whatever it is he wants. A favorite is the dogs water bowl. Only I usually don't make it in time. He dumps the whole thing on the kitchen floor and creates a swimming puddle for himself. He is drenched!!!!! and smiling loving every minute of it. He also really likes the dogs food bowl. He likes to throw the food all over the floor. And of course what little kid doesn't like the knobs on the receiver box for the TV and surround sound!!!! He is very busy and wears me out but I love it to pieces. He says NO but at this point is still cute because it usually isn't intentional and is few and far between, however he did say no mama when I went to wash him in the tub. He just wanted to play. By the time we are done with bath time you can't even move in the water because he has so much stuff in there. All of these pictures my Sister-in-law Ashley took while we were up the mountain with my family! I love them Ashley, Thank you so much!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJeUV1F8I/AAAAAAAAA_o/Np_3th3h_RI/s1600-h/P7251580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370693709588666306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJeUV1F8I/AAAAAAAAA_o/Np_3th3h_RI/s400/P7251580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJd_5jY_I/AAAAAAAAA_g/NAcTefUZKus/s1600-h/P7251577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370693704101356530" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJd_5jY_I/AAAAAAAAA_g/NAcTefUZKus/s400/P7251577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJc0wEagI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/tybM3hEGjbQ/s1600-h/P7251610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370693683928918530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJc0wEagI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/tybM3hEGjbQ/s400/P7251610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-1911071589938200364?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1911071589938200364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=1911071589938200364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1911071589938200364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1911071589938200364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/psych-nurse-i-am-not.html' title='Psych Nurse I am Not.....'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SoiJdUph8HI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/bDWctlHHnag/s72-c/P7251596.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-523358621359961549</id><published>2009-08-02T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:57:57.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I know... Its Been Forever!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SnZsiMv1wxI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UR_GECn1bp0/s1600-h/trystan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365595340851757842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SnZsiMv1wxI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UR_GECn1bp0/s400/trystan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay so I didn't really fall of the face of the earth, but it has been a very long month!!!! Lets start with the boring stuff.... my job! So I started Working Graveyards on a med-surg floor (AKA &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"the psychiatric ward"&lt;/span&gt; LITERALLY)! For now I am training on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday nights. The schedule isn't half bad, and I don't mind working nights at all. In fact I think I am getting more sleep now than Mikie does. I don't dislike the job, but i definantly don't love it. I feel that it is a job just like any other. which sucks because that's definantly not why I went into nursing.... however, it is so not the area I want to work in.... One day I WILL make it to the NICU. Lets hope it is sooner rather than years down the road. It has also been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXTREMELY &lt;/span&gt;difficult to leave my little man. I cry every night on my way to work!!! I never dreamed it would be so hard. Mikie is surviving the nights without me even though Trystan isn't to big a fan of sleep. We are teething some more and some nights are literally up every 30 minutes Regaurdless of Tylenol, baby ora-gel, teething rings, sound machines, etc. Any other suggestions are more than welcome. We have had lots of company in the last couple of weeks! My mom and Mike were in town for a few days. Heather finally got to meet Trystan and so did Daniel and Ashley. We went up to the family cabin over the 24th. My camera battery was dead and my SD card was completely full so no pictures&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; SORRY&lt;/span&gt;!!!! We had a good time though. It was nice to see all of my Aunts and Grandparents. Trystan enjoyed being able to be outside, but was so done being passed around. My neice had a rough few days with trystan while I slept after getting off work. He was a little whiny and just wanted to be held!!!! Trystan is doing very well and growing up so fast!!!! We had a big week this week. I went to work on Wednesday night and had only been there about an hour and a half when I received this video (it was taken on his cell phone so his voice is really loud and the quality isn't all that great) from mikie...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7c5c6572f8e3237" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D07c5c6572f8e3237%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331228540%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD4C9521241BE7B03E1A03201E8EBB76F821A9BF.22930819EA735ADA435320ED380B8268958908%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7c5c6572f8e3237%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjsaEiJju7d-I6cSy-g5F05NYlpk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D07c5c6572f8e3237%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331228540%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD4C9521241BE7B03E1A03201E8EBB76F821A9BF.22930819EA735ADA435320ED380B8268958908%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7c5c6572f8e3237%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjsaEiJju7d-I6cSy-g5F05NYlpk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, Trystan is doing the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARMY CRAWL&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! (and yes I started crying at work because I missed it.) He is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOBILE&lt;/span&gt;.... we are in for it. Now not only is he scooting himself all over he is trying to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PULL HIMSELF UP&lt;/span&gt; and will stand by himself for a few seconds. He wants to run and not walk. He started &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAVING &lt;/span&gt;tonight too. It is so cute!!!! My sister in law took pictures of him up the mountain for me. Hopefully I will get those soon so I can post them. Can't wait to see them Ashley!!!!! I will try to get some more pictures up soon. I have been a slacker this month and have not taken one single picture. What a horrible mom!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-523358621359961549?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7c5c6572f8e3237&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/523358621359961549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=523358621359961549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/523358621359961549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/523358621359961549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-i-know-its-been-forever.html' title='I know, I know... Its Been Forever!!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SnZsiMv1wxI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UR_GECn1bp0/s72-c/trystan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-5525467095635110081</id><published>2009-07-06T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:40:00.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip To Ely, Nevada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJhCfOAm7I/AAAAAAAAA8k/KiKmkbWFPdI/s1600-h/DSC01628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355449602264832946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJhCfOAm7I/AAAAAAAAA8k/KiKmkbWFPdI/s400/DSC01628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the 4th of July we headed to Ely to spend some time with mikie's family. Trystan no longer likes to get in the car and sleep the whole way instead we listened to his voice get progressively louder and louder until he was having a full blown melt down because he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HATES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; his car seat. He did sleep half of the way though. We had a great time. Friday night we had a birthday dinner for Aunt Reta who is 75 today. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNT RETA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355444974625161250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJc1H6vACI/AAAAAAAAA78/xsSZqthvjLo/s400/DSC01613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The weather was beautiful. it was about 75 degrees with thunder storms and rain off and on. I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THUNDERSTORMS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and so miss the incredible ones we had in St. Louis. Trystan layed on a blanket and played with his toys outside. He got into the grass a couple of times and wasn't too sure what to think of it. He sure enjoyed pulling it out though. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355449614514105906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJhDM2drjI/AAAAAAAAA80/lhTHV6imWc8/s400/DSC01626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355449604287356530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJhCmwN3nI/AAAAAAAAA8s/a8yvRDcMZ_s/s400/DSC01620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The poor kid was so done being the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOT POTATO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Saturday morning we missed most of the parade because Trystan was extremely grouchy and decided a 2 1/2 hour morning nap was in his favor. Mommy and Daddy agreed. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355444977023724098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJc1Q2mKkI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Js5sDHnTCvw/s400/DSC01630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;However we caught about the last 15 minutes of the parade and Trystan was fascinated by all the people and the horses. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355444984193574450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJc1rkBZjI/AAAAAAAAA8M/AHHgTdpCqJw/s400/DSC01632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After the parade we went back to uncle Doug and Aunt Dorothy's for a fabulous dinner. Then we began Kwanza for my Neice Kylie who turned 9 yesterday. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYLIE.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355444988788195234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJc18rdv6I/AAAAAAAAA8U/F095RdR8qVU/s400/DSC01634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355461301519490018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJrreVrm-I/AAAAAAAAA9U/YsuWqB80W1U/s400/101_4840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After cake we took all the kids swimming. Trystan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this time. It was much warmer than the last time we took him swimming. He laughed and smiled the whole time. He found it fascinating and funny when mikie or I would disappear under water and pop back up. I full on dunked him in the water, and he just gave me an unsure look. He kicked his legs and splashed with his arms. I think he will be our little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FISHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I wish now we had a pool. Maybe one day. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355462051425815826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJsXH9SDRI/AAAAAAAAA9k/lKIPD4jnDUA/s400/101_4875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355462052437599442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJsXLugpNI/AAAAAAAAA9s/Vr5oNGR9nxA/s400/101_4881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355461305322038130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJrrsgR43I/AAAAAAAAA9c/mRm9yd4CCWM/s400/101_4872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355461285448478546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJrqieDb1I/AAAAAAAAA88/8pyiXDmIjYI/s400/101_4866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355461295736295026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJrrIy3DnI/AAAAAAAAA9M/pIFkjLZ6Scs/s400/101_4870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355461289969271794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJrqzT5Q_I/AAAAAAAAA9E/UsvC3D9gRh8/s400/101_4868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355462068895630514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJsYJCaRLI/AAAAAAAAA-E/fUrRYWQpJNc/s400/101_4888.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After swimming we showered and went to Aunt Reta's for the firework show that lasted well over an hour with long breaks between individual fireworks. The kids did sparklers and had a great time! Little man was exhausted and passed out on the floor. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355462062843957618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJsXyflEXI/AAAAAAAAA98/ylpNvi_SrXM/s400/101_4896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355462060652444002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJsXqVFOWI/AAAAAAAAA90/vu1lAEre1sA/s400/101_4901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trystan slept most of the way home. He was so excited when I layed him in his bed yesterday afternoon and was grateful to have just mommy and daddy back. For the first time in a couple of months the kid slept from 10:00 last night until 5:00 this morning. It was Heaven. Poor kid was completly worn out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-5525467095635110081?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5525467095635110081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=5525467095635110081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/5525467095635110081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/5525467095635110081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/road-trip.html' title='First Trip To Ely, Nevada'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SlJhCfOAm7I/AAAAAAAAA8k/KiKmkbWFPdI/s72-c/DSC01628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-1262413135937854684</id><published>2009-06-23T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:41:23.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Peyton!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SkE93LM87sI/AAAAAAAAA7s/GkA7qXLdFFg/s1600-h/DSC01593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350625850402074306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SkE93LM87sI/AAAAAAAAA7s/GkA7qXLdFFg/s400/DSC01593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SkE9QybEysI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Bn8_ZdujuoE/s1600-h/DSC01596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350625190915394242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SkE9QybEysI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Bn8_ZdujuoE/s400/DSC01596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO EXCITED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have a new little cousin to play with. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PEYTON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was born this morning at 12:09am to my cousin &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WYNDEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She weighs 6LBS 9OZ and is 19INCHES long. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BRYNLYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the very proud &lt;strong&gt;BIG SISTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations you guys We Love You and are so glad everything went very well. &lt;/strong&gt;Wyndee did great and is doing fantastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-1262413135937854684?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1262413135937854684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=1262413135937854684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1262413135937854684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1262413135937854684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-miss-peyton.html' title='Little Miss Peyton!!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SkE93LM87sI/AAAAAAAAA7s/GkA7qXLdFFg/s72-c/DSC01593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3745956897087735647</id><published>2009-06-17T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:44:55.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have gotten several phone calls to follow up with my last post, so I guess it is time to update!!! &lt;strong&gt;YES I GOT THE JOB!&lt;/strong&gt; The interview went well, they told me they had more interviews and they would call in a week and let me know. I made it to the elevators and the one nurse manager came running after me and offered me a position &lt;strong&gt;ON THE SPOT&lt;/strong&gt; I will be working graveyards and start orientation on the 29th of this month. I am excited to go back to work but so dreading leaving my little man. At least daddy will be at home with him at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little man is doing very well! He has turned into a whiny little devil, and I want to &lt;strong&gt;SHUT MY HEAD IN THE DOOR &lt;/strong&gt;at least once every day! But he is so stinkin cute. We had to get him a &lt;strong&gt;HIGHCHAIR&lt;/strong&gt; because he is a &lt;strong&gt;MANIAC&lt;/strong&gt; in the&lt;strong&gt; BUMBO&lt;/strong&gt; The five point harness works well and it is much easier to &lt;strong&gt;SHOVEL&lt;/strong&gt; food in the little monkey's mouth because he can't make the &lt;strong&gt;180 DEGREE&lt;/strong&gt; turn. No he &lt;strong&gt;STILL&lt;/strong&gt; does not like food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348411093174214530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SjlfjVloX4I/AAAAAAAAA7E/Ukvs0yfOjks/s400/DSC01553.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;DETERMINED&lt;/strong&gt;. He &lt;strong&gt;LOVES&lt;/strong&gt; this toy that came with the highchair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348411083521000498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SjlfixoIBDI/AAAAAAAAA68/DMPf6aHISwM/s400/DSC01554.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I Love these smiles... It makes the whines worth it!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348412943011230898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SjlhPAxJNLI/AAAAAAAAA7M/v-SKDG6Kb4U/s400/DSC01533.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My Mom made this dog and I finally got it out for him the other night. He fell in &lt;strong&gt;LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;immediately. You see this doggie doesn't &lt;strong&gt;RUN AWAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348412949993460690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SjlhPax1k9I/AAAAAAAAA7U/MEs0avxEGEE/s400/DSC01541.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Little Man thought it was the best &lt;strong&gt;PILLOW &lt;/strong&gt;and loves the&lt;strong&gt; SOFT TEXTURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348412952035916306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SjlhPiYy-hI/AAAAAAAAA7c/7eoh5RTQF1c/s400/DSC01546.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He Also had fun sitting up and bouncing on Mr. Doggie of course he got a little to carried away and toppled face first over &lt;strong&gt;MR. DOGGIE&lt;/strong&gt; onto the floor. I so wish I would have captured the look on his face as he fell. I &lt;strong&gt;APOLOGIZE &lt;/strong&gt;for the obnoxious &lt;strong&gt;RED EYE&lt;/strong&gt;, but I didn't want to take the time to &lt;strong&gt;REMOVE&lt;/strong&gt; it! I have more fun pictures, but my little man just woke up so &lt;strong&gt;STAY TUNED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3745956897087735647?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3745956897087735647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3745956897087735647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3745956897087735647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3745956897087735647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-news.html' title='Big News!!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SjlfjVloX4I/AAAAAAAAA7E/Ukvs0yfOjks/s72-c/DSC01553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-1633438001077548396</id><published>2009-06-10T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:23:45.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346388426828&amp;amp;site=widget-4c.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346388426828&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p1/648518346388426828/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346388426828&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p2/648518346388426828/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346388426828&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4c.slide.com/p4/648518346388426828/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In one week Trystan has learned to sit on his own and roll over from his back to his tummy!!! However he can't figure out how to get back over on his back. Crazy kid he has only been doing that since he was a month old. Needless to say I have had a few long nights. He rolls over in his crib and gets stuck then starts to scream because he wants to roll back over! We tried Bananas he shuttered from head to toe and spit them out:) Sweet potatos were all over his face and not in his mouth. The last couple of mornings he decided he would eat his oatmeal. And some days he is eating better than others. He is SOOOOOOO my child!!!!. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are putting laminate flooring in our living room, entry way and hallway. It has turned out to be a HUGE project and is taking a lot longer than expected. All of my living room furniture is in my kitchen! The door frames are ripped off of every door in the house and of course we have no base boards either. The living room floor is all in and it looks beautiful. I love it! I will post pictures when we get everything put back together and it is clean. The dogs don't like it and go in Trystan's room to lay on the carpet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had an interview with a nurse recruiter on Tuesday, kind of scary it went well and he forwarded my application to the nurse managers of med/surg and the ER. I have an interview for the Med/surg position on Friday morning and am terrified!!! I have never had to interview for a job in my life. I am still hoping that the ER nurse manager will call. I would much rather do that seeing as how I can have up to 9 PATIENTS on a med/surg floor at any given time.... scary! But at this point in time it is somewhere to start, and its only a year then I can transfer to something else, like the NICU which is really where I want to be!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-1633438001077548396?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1633438001077548396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=1633438001077548396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1633438001077548396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1633438001077548396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-months-old.html' title='Current Happenings'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-773756495463857044</id><published>2009-05-27T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:54:36.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangin' Our Heads Against the Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Friday the 15th of May we took Trystan swimming for the first time. Trystan loves his baths and loves to splash in the water so we thought he would like the pool... Wrong!!!! It was too cold for him he just screamed. He looked so cute in his little swim shorts and shirt though. We attempted to put him in a second time and it went much better. We just stuck his legs in on the sunning ledge. He didn't mind it too much and even splashed around a little bit. He liked watching all the other kids that were there though. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340572423453574642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sh2GUtUyhfI/AAAAAAAAA58/mvuMEzW4PEA/s400/DSC01436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Horrible picture of me...sorry, but he was throwing such a fit I loved the look on his face! He hated the cold pool!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340572413680092386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sh2GUI6nBOI/AAAAAAAAA5s/dhfGIz5G71Y/s400/DSC01427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan had more fun sitting on daddy's lap chewing on the boat! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340572416570003890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sh2GUTrnkbI/AAAAAAAAA50/VBwm5uLOOCc/s400/DSC01431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my cousin's little girl Brynlyn, she is such a cutie and Trystan loves here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340572425920667138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sh2GU2g_XgI/AAAAAAAAA6E/nvAyC7Wtx8o/s400/DSC01437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Saturday we took Trystan over to meet Aunt Nevada and Charlie, It was great to see them. Trystan had fun trying to chew on Nevada's Necklace. The kid is grabbing and chewing on EVERYTHING he can get his hands on&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340573895392767714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sh2HqYucLuI/AAAAAAAAA6M/cTOpoPinJ8Y/s400/DSC01442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Monday the 18th we went for Trystan's 4 month check up and dreaded shots! He did so well with them the first time, but this time he ran a really low fever for two days and has refused almost all food since then. He is driving his dad and I crazy!!!! He went from drinking a 5 or 6 ounce bottle every 3 hours to I'M NOT GOING TO EAT ANYTHING. The only way we can get him to drink a bottle is to get him almost totally asleep then put the bottle in his mouth and he will drink it until its almost gone. We started Oatmeal because he hated the rice cereal so bad he eats it a little better, but only when daddy is standing behind me pretending to eat it too. I started Sweet potatoes three days ago, and he seems to like those, but daddy still has to eat with him. We will try Bananas tomorrow and I am hoping he will like those. Everyone keeps telling us he will eat when he is hungry, the thing is he is hungry, he sucks on his hands, our hands, our noses, his binkie, he smacks his lips gets grumpy and his tummy growls like crazy, I guess its his control thing. We went to the doctor on Friday and they checked for ear infections, but his ears look great! They told us to just keep trying, and watch for dehydration. She told us to give him some pedialyte.... he won't drink that either. I have tried going back to Breastfeeding but he refuses that as well. We are so banging out heads against the wall!!!!! HE IS SO INCREDIBLY STUBBORN!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340577268777799570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sh2KuvkGz5I/AAAAAAAAA6U/9G0KCAcrRG0/s400/DSC01449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I Love this Face!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340577275342304946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sh2KvIBNNrI/AAAAAAAAA6k/mS0RPg4-sho/s400/DSC01452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We got him this Saucer on Sunday and he loves it. There are so many fun things to interact with, but I think his favorite is the mirror. But he loves to be able to stand up on his own!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340577272570116610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sh2Ku9sQ-gI/AAAAAAAAA6c/N8aHTyrftR4/s400/DSC01461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-773756495463857044?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/773756495463857044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=773756495463857044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/773756495463857044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/773756495463857044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/bangin-our-heads-against-wall.html' title='Bangin&apos; Our Heads Against the Wall'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sh2GUtUyhfI/AAAAAAAAA58/mvuMEzW4PEA/s72-c/DSC01436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-7216540104971423181</id><published>2009-05-12T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:32:06.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months and 5 years Down the Road!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trystan with Aunt Brianna and Aunt Gracie at Alex's Wedding Reception Saturday night!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SgoO8bZoShI/AAAAAAAAA4s/r1z7KnjuE-8/s1600-h/4+months+old+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335093139883969042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SgoO8bZoShI/AAAAAAAAA4s/r1z7KnjuE-8/s400/4+months+old+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa K and Trystan Just Chillin!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SgoO8JfJvUI/AAAAAAAAA4k/II7C7yAku0g/s1600-h/4+months+old+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335093135075294530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SgoO8JfJvUI/AAAAAAAAA4k/II7C7yAku0g/s400/4+months+old+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe my baby is 4 months old already!!!! The months are flying by and he is getting so big way to fast. He screeches at the top of his lungs, gets extremely excited at seeing the baby in the mirror and would love nothing more than to be mobile!!! He is so much fun and I thoroughly enjoy watching him learn and grow every day!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335095538981887218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SgoRIEvJXPI/AAAAAAAAA48/NzkPu3HMHOA/s400/DSC01362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This last weekend was Mikie and I's 5 year anniversary! The time has flown by and so much has changed just in the last year. Our lives now revolove around our little man, but he is so worth every minute of it! Mikie got us a fabulous suite at the Red Rock Hotel and Casino on Friday night. We went out for an incredible dinner at Joe's Stone Crab, then we went bowling. I officially bowled the WORST two games of my life I think I got a 34 the first game and a 59 the second game. I better stick to Wii bowling. My mother-in-law kept the little one all night for us. Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!! Mikie got up early Saturday Morning to go golf with his dad! I got to sleep in take a hot shower without a screaming baby, get ready and then I checked us out of our hotel. It was Heaven! Of coarse I was more than ready to go pick up Trystan . Thanks for a fabulous Anniversary Baby, I love ya!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335438257467619714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SgtI06li-YI/AAAAAAAAA5E/FSSxIHZXvl4/s400/DSC01393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I had to post this picture of my little man's crazy hair. I have been combing it into a mohawk, but this morning I washed his head with a rag and combed it all straight back. He looked in the mirror got excited and laughed so I left it. I think he is going to have some Curl in his hair too. It looked a little wavy until it dried, plus it stays straight up with just water. The curses of Curly hair. Sorry Buddy! Notice the big scratches under his nose and above his eye, sharp long finger nails that are next to impossible to trim plus allergies that cause itchy eyes and nose are a bad combination.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-7216540104971423181?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7216540104971423181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=7216540104971423181' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7216540104971423181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7216540104971423181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-months-and-5-years-down-road.html' title='4 months and 5 years Down the Road!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SgoO8bZoShI/AAAAAAAAA4s/r1z7KnjuE-8/s72-c/4+months+old+(10).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-8326454174219046011</id><published>2009-05-03T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:40:39.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giggles Squeals and Rice Cereal!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sf4AyCO-DtI/AAAAAAAAA3g/MKNwfC0r-lg/s1600-h/16+weeks+old+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331699868446363346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sf4AyCO-DtI/AAAAAAAAA3g/MKNwfC0r-lg/s400/16+weeks+old+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sf3_OxgDlwI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ug6Q01qs4lg/s1600-h/16+weeks+old+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331698163147577090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sf3_OxgDlwI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ug6Q01qs4lg/s400/16+weeks+old+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have had so much fun at our house this week. Trystan has learned that he has a voice and uses it very well for mommy and daddy, he is a little shy around everyone else!!! It is so fun to listen to his little, and sometimes not so little noises. In the last two weeks he has started laughing out loud, Squealing at the top of his lungs and letting out a good scream when he wants something. He loves to watch himself in the mirror and gets so excited when he sees other little kids. We went to my neices softball game saturday morning and daddy took him down the slide a few times. (I forgot my camera, sorry no pictures) He wasn't to sure what to make of that, but loved the playground. He is getting very close to rolling over from his back to his tummy and is working on his balance to sit up. We tried Rice Cereal for the first time last night as well. He had it EVERYWHERE! However he did better with the spoon than I thought and I was really impressed that he didn't gag at all! I hope thats a good signs. Maybe he won't have my gag reflex and texture sensitivity after all... Keep your fingers crossed for us, I want him to eat more like his daddy!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331698171018931602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sf3_PO0u7ZI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VX1V7Z1WSvo/s400/16+weeks+old+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-8326454174219046011?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8326454174219046011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=8326454174219046011' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8326454174219046011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8326454174219046011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/giggles-squeals-and-rice-cereal.html' title='Giggles Squeals and Rice Cereal!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sf4AyCO-DtI/AAAAAAAAA3g/MKNwfC0r-lg/s72-c/16+weeks+old+(4).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-5356363155589053101</id><published>2009-04-23T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:52:30.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a kid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SfDUxzkYsyI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ti0PqUMjB8k/s1600-h/April+3months+(53).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327992311300797218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SfDUxzkYsyI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ti0PqUMjB8k/s400/April+3months+(53).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we have had a rocky week since company left! Trystan's schedule got all screwed up. I am not allowed to put him down even long enough to go pee let alone eat. He just screams and screams! Needless to say our house has been a very noisy one for the last week. On Monday I decided it was time to get back into the nap routine so after I fed Trystan I laid him down in his bed, He screamed the most blood curtling scream for almost 2 solid hours. He never gave up and went to sleep, but later that he was sitting in his bumbo chair playing and the next thing I knew he was passed out in his chair. Poor kid was so tired. I am happy to say this last two days have been better. He has willingly laid down for a nap and slept a couple of hours. More exciting news Trystan finally decided to take a bottle again!!!!! I am loving it. However I guess that means it is time for me to start the job hunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-5356363155589053101?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5356363155589053101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=5356363155589053101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/5356363155589053101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/5356363155589053101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-kid.html' title='What a kid!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SfDUxzkYsyI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ti0PqUMjB8k/s72-c/April+3months+(53).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3921982147217269724</id><published>2009-04-13T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:17:58.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter and Fun Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOpPZ1h08I/AAAAAAAAA2w/v2BmeMZoMKo/s1600-h/DSC01313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324285266580591554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOpPZ1h08I/AAAAAAAAA2w/v2BmeMZoMKo/s400/DSC01313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have had a very busy Easter weekend full of family fun. Mike and Annie flew in on Thursday night!!! Mike went to Cedar on Friday night to spend some time with his family and Annie has been here with us. She is lots of help with Trystan!!!. It has been fun having them here! Mike built a wooden train for Trystan...and Trystan just sits and stares at it he and his dad will have fun with it one day. Grandma T sent a build-a-bear frog for Trystan that Ribbits and laughs, he loves it! He made a hall for Easter it was almost like Christmas, in fact I am a little nervous about Christmas because this kid is SERIOUSLY spoiled. He got some little teething toys, a bunny that hops, a stuffed ducky, a bumbo chair, some CDs with fun songs for mom to relearn and some board books. We spent all day Saturday and Sunday at Grammy and Grammpy B's house. We went over to Uncle Kaysen and Aunt Daniella's for a BBQ Saturday night as well. Poor Trystan is so done with being gone too. He was a trooper being passed around like a hot potato but so glad to finally be home all day today. Hope everyone had a great Easter!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324285274954164178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOpP5B8Z9I/AAAAAAAAA3A/wW0pk5g_uCU/s400/DSC01318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chelsea, Kylie and Trystan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324285271664532194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOpPsxomuI/AAAAAAAAA24/9fYdK74u1w4/s400/DSC01309.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Riding Grampy's 4-wheeler&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324285259819501122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOpPApjxkI/AAAAAAAAA2g/sg-Y-YnRXDM/s400/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Trystan with his froggy from grandma T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324283646296073730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOnxFzmJgI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/xcVlOkgAwsk/s400/DSC01294.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The train Grandpa T made&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324283643348697506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOnw604waI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/B__WlQmpwD0/s400/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Aunt Annie and Trystan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324285260714787074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOpPD_AwQI/AAAAAAAAA2o/r9VqhVfPUNo/s400/DSC01312.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Trystan hanging out with Daddy in Grampy's shop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324283637225533586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOnwkBAsJI/AAAAAAAAA2I/a2fvpCeLm8w/s400/DSC01289.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Annie's Easter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324283637571584194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOnwlThAMI/AAAAAAAAA2A/RaStnNFL6bI/s400/DSC01280.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylie and Annie Dying Easter Eggs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324282307140128114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOmjJD8DXI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Sw0gQ6PL5cc/s400/DSC01277.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Angry baby with hat and cool shades&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324282299137864514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOmirQDM0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/FePAxXclNy8/s400/DSC01266.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My little goober... such a flirt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324282296455853762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOmihQm9sI/AAAAAAAAA1o/KqL_g01_6AE/s400/DSC01279.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Trystan and Great, Great Aunt Reta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324282291214280034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOmiNu65WI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/d1ipqqzyVMg/s400/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Little man and his bumbo chair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324283632875024690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOnwTzxMTI/AAAAAAAAA14/-yrFpJQUkpQ/s400/DSC01275.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Play time I like to tip back and forth from side to side&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3921982147217269724?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3921982147217269724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3921982147217269724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3921982147217269724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3921982147217269724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter-and-fun-visitors.html' title='Happy Easter and Fun Visitors'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SeOpPZ1h08I/AAAAAAAAA2w/v2BmeMZoMKo/s72-c/DSC01313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-6567083479991407685</id><published>2009-03-30T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:55:35.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319054993194194690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SdEUVbIblwI/AAAAAAAAA0g/l3giefdA6mw/s400/518112690_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On Sunday we finally went and had actual pictures of Trystan taken as well as a family picture. I was happy with the way they turned out! Trystan is a little flirt and was so good. When we got there he was a little grumpy so I thought we were going to have a hard time getting some good pictures. Boy was I wrong!!!! Here they are. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319055379680508738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SdEUr658u0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/fssDt1hOsw8/s400/518112690_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319055358889446354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SdEUqtc-S9I/AAAAAAAAA0o/TfpGrVCD_Xw/s400/518112690_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319055371882842450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SdEUrd21yVI/AAAAAAAAA0w/LzVRcPIx_0U/s400/518112690_17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319055370347033330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SdEUrYIrMvI/AAAAAAAAA04/eNpz7u0QEjQ/s400/518112690_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319055373615993250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SdEUrkUDkaI/AAAAAAAAA1A/i1uuAEvOkx8/s400/518112690_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-6567083479991407685?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6567083479991407685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=6567083479991407685' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6567083479991407685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6567083479991407685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SdEUVbIblwI/AAAAAAAAA0g/l3giefdA6mw/s72-c/518112690_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-8027987103855530197</id><published>2009-03-25T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:04:23.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you Freaking Kidding Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So we have had a fun week at our house. On Friday night mikie and I were doing dishes and I went to put one of our knives away and there was a freakin scorpian crawling on my knife block!!! This is the third one we have found in our house. We found one the night we brought Trystan home from the hospital it was crawling across our kitchen floor. The other one was about a year ago in our spare bathroom. We also have found two in the garage. Now they have always scared me, but I am terrified now that I have a little one who loves to play on the floor!!! I called our bug guys and of coarse scorpians are not something you can actually get rid of, they can try to control them but the little devils don't die easily. I have a couple of black light flashlights on order so we can go scorpian hunting at night, and we have put glass dishes around the posts of Trystan's crib because they can't crawl up glass!! Needless to say my anxiety level is sky high! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317217656608567922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ScqNSW-WsnI/AAAAAAAAA0A/1SOhIP_QRUQ/s400/DSC01261.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317218547104918562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ScqOGMVOrCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/vTrEqFmgWj0/s400/DSC01260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan is growing so fast and I am enjoying every minute of it. He drives me crazy while he is eating though. He is way to busy to eat so he latches on and off about a thousand times in twenty minutes! We are still fighting the bottle, he absolutely will not take it and screams bloody murder when I try. He has the cutest smile and laughs. He still loves home more than anywhere else. He is totally a mama's boy, but has been having more fun with his daddy. I can't believe he is almost three months old already. The time has flown by. Mikie is working tons of hours and we miss him, but are greatful for the job security. I am looking forward to Annie and Mike coming to visit in a couple of weeks and I know they are counting the days until they get to meet Trystan. As for me I am still trying to figure out how to get stuff done around the house with the little one. I have just come to the realization that my whole house will never be clean all at once for a very long time! Speaking of which the little one is napping so I probably should go get the rest of the house cleaned but here are some fun, and not so fun pictures!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317217653655211010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ScqNSL-ODAI/AAAAAAAAAz4/V0Zm_sivuA0/s400/DSC01258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317217637040790722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ScqNROFCHMI/AAAAAAAAAzw/WQ1Tj1wiRyw/s400/DSC01250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317217629832537778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ScqNQzOc5rI/AAAAAAAAAzo/mxUGcAW2z-A/s400/DSC01249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317217627575798626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ScqNQq0Zy2I/AAAAAAAAAzg/dNq9LPfgUEg/s400/DSC01246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-8027987103855530197?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8027987103855530197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=8027987103855530197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8027987103855530197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8027987103855530197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/are-you-freaking-kidding-me.html' title='Are you Freaking Kidding Me?'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ScqNSW-WsnI/AAAAAAAAA0A/1SOhIP_QRUQ/s72-c/DSC01261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-6756669272775455577</id><published>2009-03-16T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:00:43.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Much Going On</title><content type='html'>So it has been a couple of weeks since I updated!! There hasn't been a whole lot going on. Mikie and I went to PF Changs for my birthday dinner a couple of weekends ago. It was delicious and I ordered enough food to feed an army. I mean seriously three appetizers and two entrees for two people is a bit excessive!!! But it was so good! Grammy and Grampy watched Trystan for us, so we could have a peaceful dinner. Poor Grammy had to fight with him a little bit to eat. He has gotten so he doesn't like a bottle so well. I guess I am going to have to work on that if I'm going to go back to work in another month or so. At least he gives in when he gets hungry enough. Trystan had his 2 month checkup and weighed 10 pounds 6 ounces. He is getting bigger every minute! He also had three shots... no fun!!! I swear he started screaming before they even stuck him the first time... thats my boy!!!! I still hate shots, I'd much rather be the one giving than receiving. Mikie has been working tons of hours! They had a submittle last friday so he has been burning the candle at both ends. Nap time is still a fight but has gotten a little better, until today apperantly because he is screaming as I am typing. Of course he has been a total grump for the last couple of days, not sure what his deal is, hopefully it will pass soon. When he's not being a grouch he is smiling and talking! Sometimes at night after I have put him to bed he will wake up and lay in his bed and talk to his airplane and fall back to sleep! It is so cute, I love to lay in bed and listen to his cute little noises on the monitor. We also bought him a floor gym and he loves it! The lights flash, it plays music and has lots of different hanging rattles and things for him to kick and swing at. Trystan has decided that he likes to be home better than anywhere else, which can make doing anything away from home a real treat for mom and dad. He has kind of turned into a mommy's boy too. Anyway not to much new around here, but I have new pictures which is what you all visit this page for anyway so here they are!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313922309084322242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sb7YL4z-mcI/AAAAAAAAAzY/2rZqq5bddMs/s400/9+weeks+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy After My Bath!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313921974639308258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sb7X4a6EreI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/J20wyeXl1PA/s400/9+weeks+(26).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy thinks I look like Grampy Mike in this picture!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313921970086866802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sb7X4J8r73I/AAAAAAAAAzI/Rfff5l9yjNY/s400/9+weeks+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fun little Floor Gym&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313921958347241650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sb7X3eNveLI/AAAAAAAAAzA/R1j_RA5bP4A/s400/9+weeks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not so sure I like to go on walks! I think I want to stay home!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313921955924895330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sb7X3VMNZmI/AAAAAAAAAy4/5x3jMxotqlc/s400/8+weeks+old+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Full belly and mom and dad's bed, Life is good!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313921948029729970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sb7X23x2vLI/AAAAAAAAAyw/JY6sJl2NvZo/s400/2+months+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing with Grampy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-6756669272775455577?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6756669272775455577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=6756669272775455577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6756669272775455577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/6756669272775455577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-much-going-on.html' title='Not Much Going On'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sb7YL4z-mcI/AAAAAAAAAzY/2rZqq5bddMs/s72-c/9+weeks+(14).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-2226251055608943900</id><published>2009-03-04T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:59:45.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip and my 26th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sa8sWAJOzgI/AAAAAAAAAyA/m3wublUTfWw/s1600-h/100_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309511242200567298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sa8sWAJOzgI/AAAAAAAAAyA/m3wublUTfWw/s400/100_0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trystan got to go on his first big road trip... &lt;div&gt;My great grandmother passed away a couple of weeks ago ( This picture was taken several years ago of us great grand kids with Granny). She was 95 years old and lived a very full life. We are going to miss her greatly, but I am greatful she got to go exactly like she wanted. She was living on her own and still had her wits about her. She went to the hospital on the 21st of February and discovered she had a perforated bowel. The doctor told her they could do surgery, but her response was my next stop is 53rd street (the cemetery where great grandpa is burried) they made her comfortable and she talked until she was ready to go then closed her eyes and said goodbye! She was an amazing women who never passed judgement on anyone and never complained. Hopefully some of that lives on in her family. We love you granny and will miss you dearly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed up to Salt Lake on Friday for the funeral. We decided to go as far as my dad's house in Richfield on Friday spend the night drive to salt lake on saturday go back to richfield saturday night then home to vegas on Sunday. It is about 4 hours to Richfield from Vegas. Trystan did excellent! He slep all the way to Cedar where we stopped at my grandparents house so I could feed him and introduce him to his great grandparents. Then we got back in the car and he slept the rest of the way to richfield. We were all greatful to get out of the car for the day. Saturday we got up early and headed for Salt Lake again Little man slept the 2.5 hours it took to get there. We stopped by to see Aunt Nanny (Trystan's Great, Great Aunt on mikie's side of the family) then headed to the funeral. Mikie and I decided that we needed to get a Lo Jack to put on our kid because the poor thing was malled to death. After the funeral was over it was back in the car for 2.5 hours back to Richfield, again my fabulous little traveler slept. We went to Dinner Saturday night for my 26th birthday. Mikie and I will be celebrating my birthday this coming weekend since we spent the majority of it in the car. Sunday it was home to Vegas. We left Richfield about 11 o'clock Vegas time and hoped that was early enough to beat the NASCAR race getting out at the speedway on our way into town. We had to stop in St. George to feed Trystan and thank goodness we made it back before the races were over. Trystan slept the whole way home. I was so proud of him. We were home just long enough for me to feed him and we were off to my in-laws for my birthday dinner. Trystan was so done with his carseat and the car. He screamed all the way to Grammy and Grampy's and all the way home, but who can blame him, three days in the car was a little much for all of us. My camera died as soon as I pulled it out in Utah so the only pictures I have were on my phone so they aren't all that great but here is one of Trystan with Great Grandma and Grandpa Blackburn.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309513678897849666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sa8uj1jIpUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/TdSARRdWHm0/s400/0227091427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Rest of the pictures are Random pictures from the last couple of weeks. One is of Trystans frist real bath 5 weeks after he was born. His cord finally fell off the kid didn't want to let it go!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309515296028073570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sa8wB91BnmI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/70W_IRy6pyM/s400/DSC01146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309515299566891666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sa8wCLAvspI/AAAAAAAAAyY/zIaOhvnlU60/s400/DSC01147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309515301138896098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sa8wCQ3ilOI/AAAAAAAAAyo/EqfCaFZ5qOs/s400/DSC01161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309515298810780514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sa8wCIMeW2I/AAAAAAAAAyg/6hPLMkfg5WI/s400/DSC01155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This last picture is a fluke. This kid NEVER naps during the day. I have been trying to put him in his bed around the same time every afternoon and just let him cry. The first time he cried for about 20 minutes then slept for 3 hours. The next time he cried for over an hour and never went to sleep today he cried for about 45 minutes and slept for about 45 miniutes. Does anyone have any suggestions on how to get kids to nap during the day and how to start getting them into a routine. I'm at a loss. HELP!!! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-2226251055608943900?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2226251055608943900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=2226251055608943900' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2226251055608943900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2226251055608943900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/road-trip-and-my-26th-birthday.html' title='Road Trip and my 26th Birthday'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/Sa8sWAJOzgI/AAAAAAAAAyA/m3wublUTfWw/s72-c/100_0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-4373341246116415227</id><published>2009-02-16T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:52:18.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Showoff!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1bcf79ea8d52441f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1bcf79ea8d52441f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331228540%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFC9BFC38C1FD3C52D76D83A7881FC52ED1E2228.15F1FC0491D5859166DC9890E050A9D86DDEEF53%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1bcf79ea8d52441f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgoSQt8PgMP13IL-pjcGwXjMS0o8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1bcf79ea8d52441f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331228540%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFC9BFC38C1FD3C52D76D83A7881FC52ED1E2228.15F1FC0491D5859166DC9890E050A9D86DDEEF53%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1bcf79ea8d52441f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgoSQt8PgMP13IL-pjcGwXjMS0o8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay so I finally caught Trystan rolling over on video. I thought this rolling over thing was a fluke, but this is about the 12th time he has done it now. My little man is getting way to big to fast! Watch his face after he gets himself over, I think it surprises him every time he does it! We had a busy week with Dr. appointments and everything so I am thankful that there is absolutely nothing we have to do this week. I took Trystan for his echocardiogram on Thursday and everything looks great! They had found a hole is his heart (VSD) it was a small heart murmur, but they did an echo in the hospital and couldn't see anything (meaning it had closed before birth), so they had me make a follow up appointment for a month old. The pediatrician can't hear a murmur either. I have to take him back in June one last time (I hope)! He is perfectly healthy though, I personally think the repeats are just an excuse for the doctor to be able o bill the inurance yet again. We had a great weekend as well. My Grandparents, Aunt, Uncle and Cousin came down on Saturday to see Trystan. It was great to see them all. Then Mikie fixed us a delicious crab and steak dinner for Valentines. On Sunday we went over to Grammy and Grampy's so mikie and his dad could work on the car that they are rebuilding. Everyone came over to play with Trystan for the day. He was spoiled rotten and got held all day long, needless to say today he thinks mommy should hold him all the time even when he is sleeping ;) Thanks for the tummy advice Kourt and Jess!!! Both suggestions work for us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303573186966922082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZoTtslzI2I/AAAAAAAAAxA/QmwS67cN7t8/s400/4+weeks+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Moehawk after my bath&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303573194210643554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZoTuHk1jmI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/lQFqr-Ws4H0/s400/DSC01106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Great Gma and Gpa Davis &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303573199634770930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZoTubyDK_I/AAAAAAAAAxY/0m_ZJ8ovdvo/s400/DSC01118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chillin with my mommy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303574513656079298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZoU665JI8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/gqHKZtxWTGo/s400/DSC01139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Valentines from Trystan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303574510454848914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZoU6u96PZI/AAAAAAAAAxo/bfQgxjIIQ_g/s400/DSC01124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Valentine Roses from my Wonderful Husband&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303577335777595890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZoXfMHWEfI/AAAAAAAAAx4/_MpPfbXwiFM/s400/DSC01103BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sleeping peacefully&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-4373341246116415227?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1bcf79ea8d52441f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4373341246116415227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=4373341246116415227' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4373341246116415227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4373341246116415227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-little-showoff.html' title='Our Little Showoff!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZoTtslzI2I/AAAAAAAAAxA/QmwS67cN7t8/s72-c/4+weeks+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-8641824363029486554</id><published>2009-02-09T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:01:09.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How cute is this boy.... Seriously!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZCKe0KH-AI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Qg6i6Ybdv_0/s1600-h/1+month.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300889023416891394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZCKe0KH-AI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Qg6i6Ybdv_0/s400/1+month.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe my baby is a month old already!!!! Seriously where did the month go, seems like just yesterday we had him. We went to the pediatrician this morning for his one month check up. Everything went well, we got out of shots for one more month.... yay for mom and baby both. He is a healthy happy baby boy who enjoys his food immensly. Tyrstan weighs 8 pounds 15 ounces which is 2 pounds 4 ounces bigger than he was at birth. The Dr. said babies usually only gain about a pound the first month... so apparently our little one has a healthy appetite!!!! He is such a cutie and I still can't believe he is mine. He rolled over two more times on Friday morning, but has refused to do it since. This weekend was kind of a long one, Trystan has been really fussy and had an upset tummy all weekend... I hate that there's nothing I can really do for his tummy either. If anyone has any advice on dealing with upset tummies please share!!! Here are some pictures we took saturday.... I love his little outfit and the hat! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300889041403495442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZCKf3KdxBI/AAAAAAAAAw4/l4BsHjLalBI/s400/1+month+(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300889035223513874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZCKfgJCuxI/AAAAAAAAAww/-Qb2Fi-0QGk/s400/1+month+(17).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300889032260194770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZCKfVGiEdI/AAAAAAAAAwo/biyyEWv8GlA/s400/1+month+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300889029908063442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZCKfMVvZNI/AAAAAAAAAwg/gkGrJFthRoE/s400/1+month+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-8641824363029486554?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8641824363029486554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=8641824363029486554' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8641824363029486554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/8641824363029486554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-cute-is-this-boy-seriously.html' title='How cute is this boy.... Seriously!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SZCKe0KH-AI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Qg6i6Ybdv_0/s72-c/1+month.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-1265111692515175377</id><published>2009-02-04T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:31:24.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 weeks and Rolling Over!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYpNGgp7FVI/AAAAAAAAAwI/dFsGRzwxt7A/s1600-h/4+weeks+old+2-4-09+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299132685795136850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYpNGgp7FVI/AAAAAAAAAwI/dFsGRzwxt7A/s400/4+weeks+old+2-4-09+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trystan is 4 weeks old today and rolled over on Monday morning, Yes I said rolled over. We were playing on the floor and I had him on his tummy. I turned around for two seconds to grab my camera and when I turned back around my little man was laying quietly playing on his back. I'm sure it was just a fluke, he is way to young to be rolling over, but he has tried several times since and he gets pretty close! He is so strong and loves to lay on his tummy and lift his head up high to look around. I can't believe how fast this first month has gone by. He is getting to big way to fast. He also has decided that he likes his own bedroom and sleeps better in his crib in his bedroom than in the cradle in our room. However, I am still trying to force the craddle, I am not ready for him to be in his own room just yet!!! My mom was here for a week and it was so nice to just have her company. We were sad to see her go home. It really sucks that they live so far away, hopefully someday they will be closer. I still haven't been able to give Trystan a real bath, I don't think his cord is ever going to fall off!!!! As for this week I am on my own with the baby and it is going very well. I have the best baby ever! He is generally happy and content. He gets fussy about the time Mikie gets home from work every night, and he isn't really a fan of going to bed before 11 (if we are lucky) but once he goes to sleep he has been sleeping between 3.5 to 5 hours. I love the 5 hour stretch, but even at 3.5 hours it isn't to bad. He will eat and go right back to sleep. He is starting to smile more and makes tons of noises. He sounds like a dinosaur and does not hold still for two seconds when he is awake! He is filling out pretty good too. He now has little sausage fingers, rolls on his wrists, and round face and tummy, a nice double chin and rolls on his legs!!!! My little chunky monkey is eating very well obviously and gets really upset quickley when i don't get him fed as soon as he thinks it is necessary. He litterally starts throwing punches and is quite comical to watch!!! He gets that from his daddy, grandpa and great grandpa..... no patience at all!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299132691846280370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYpNG3MoNLI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/PPaj5XlVgoo/s400/Feb.+2,+2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hanging out in the  swing that he suddenly decided wasn't half bad!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299132680875087778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYpNGOU5F6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/4TwqQtLBHVI/s400/Feb.+1,+2009+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma and Trystan&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299132675922994818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYpNF74OJoI/AAAAAAAAAvw/v7tg3T6SO5w/s400/Feb.+1,+2009+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Three Generation Picture, Grandma, Mommy and Trystan&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299132677744187682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYpNGCqbWSI/AAAAAAAAAwA/MU3CKCnI3EU/s400/Feb.+2,+2009+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Big Boy holding his head up and looking around!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-1265111692515175377?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1265111692515175377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=1265111692515175377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1265111692515175377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1265111692515175377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/4-weeks-and-rolling-over.html' title='4 weeks and Rolling Over!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYpNGgp7FVI/AAAAAAAAAwI/dFsGRzwxt7A/s72-c/4+weeks+old+2-4-09+(4).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3808011022824947172</id><published>2009-01-28T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:48:13.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Weeks Old Already</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYEKpfZs-VI/AAAAAAAAAvg/fvjulvjOWAU/s1600-h/3+weeks+old+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296526344684632402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYEKpfZs-VI/AAAAAAAAAvg/fvjulvjOWAU/s400/3+weeks+old+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another week has flown by! We had a couple of rough days after our very tramatizing day last Monday, but I am happy to report that I have my happy baby back! On the down side Mikie had to return to work on Monday after being home with us since Trystan was born, but Grandma Jo is here to hang out with us. I feel great and keep getting in trouble for "over doing it" My mom even told on me to my husband!!!! Here is my little Camo man's Three week picture and one of me and Trystan! I love the expression on his face in this one. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296524353184131778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYEI1ke-6sI/AAAAAAAAAvY/-b4ixRF4K3c/s400/3+weeks+old+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;P.S. Thank you for everyone's love, support and prayers for Mikie's family this last week!! We love you all and are so greatful for our incredible family and friends!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3808011022824947172?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3808011022824947172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3808011022824947172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3808011022824947172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3808011022824947172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/three-weeks-old-already.html' title='Three Weeks Old Already'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SYEKpfZs-VI/AAAAAAAAAvg/fvjulvjOWAU/s72-c/3+weeks+old+(16).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-910491804001492545</id><published>2009-01-20T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:40:30.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tramatized Trystan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe my little man is two weeks old already! We have had a really tramatizing week this week and its only Tuesday! Yesterday Trystan went to the pediatrician for his circ procedure! Mommy cried, Trystan screamed and I think Daddy even got a little teary! I had never seen this done before and let me tell you I don't care if I ever see it again! He was a trooper but screamed all the way through it, all the way home, and for about 20 minutes once we got him home. Then he passed out for hours. Mikie and I held him all day yesterday. We felt so bad, poor little guy. Then today we took him to get his second PKU test done. It wasn't as bad, Trystan screamed but nothing like yesterday. It just sucks because that test doesn't have to be painful at all, I know I've done a few of them myself and if I do say so myself I am great at it, my babies usually slept through it! The worst part about the whole trip was that this new mommy didn't put a change of clothes in the diaper bag and of coarse as soon as we got to the place Trystan projectile spit up the entire content of his lunch, all over him, the blanket and the car seat! Poor kid just had to hang out in nasty clothes until I could get home to change him!!!! I will never do that again, no matter how fast a trip it is going to be. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293600770928980690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SXal2r30stI/AAAAAAAAAug/ld3XHsanfaQ/s400/1+week+old+01-14-09+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trystan 1 Week old&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293600801686393458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SXal4ec9knI/AAAAAAAAAuo/0DDtJK5yF7E/s400/DSC00995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All Tuckered out after a very Tramatizing day at the Pediatricians office!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293600803093182082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SXal4jsXdoI/AAAAAAAAAuw/lHOZTHsbhTg/s400/DSC00997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mikie took this picture this morning after he fell asleep in his bouncer! He looked so uncomfortable but moved back to this position every time we tried to reposition him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-910491804001492545?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/910491804001492545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=910491804001492545' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/910491804001492545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/910491804001492545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/tramatized-trystan.html' title='Tramatized Trystan!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SXal2r30stI/AAAAAAAAAug/ld3XHsanfaQ/s72-c/1+week+old+01-14-09+(5).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-7559200610342276213</id><published>2009-01-12T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:03:13.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Trystan Michael</title><content type='html'>He is finally here and we are so excited! Trystan was born January 07 at 7:45 am by C-section! He weighed 6 pounds 11 ounces and is 18 inches long. A little peanut compared to what we thought he would be!! Both of us are doing well. I am still a little sore, but not horrible, and get in trouble for trying to do to much. Trystan is a great baby too! The only time he gets really pissed off is when he is hungry and when we change his diaper! Mommy and Daddy have been pooped on and peed on numerous times, we will get the hang of it eventually! Here are a few pictures of the little Monkey! We have had some fun visitors and thanks to our wonderful family for everything!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290541101063022146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvHGdZ3JkI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Hlh3XF8pSLM/s400/Jan+7th+2009+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right after Birth! The lower one is a very typical expression of attitude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290541104105276482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvHGovMREI/AAAAAAAAAtA/UmQka1xYqAc/s400/Jan+7th+2009+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandpa, Daddy and Trystan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290541130678680210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvHILuyOpI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/gssY-qdPOiE/s400/Jan.+07th+2009+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290541123108842498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvHHvh_rAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/iquzpN-0nGg/s400/Jan+7th+2009+(19).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandpa K and Trystan, He even fed him a bottle, not to shabby for someone who used to be terrified of Newborns!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290541143123482034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvHI6F21bI/AAAAAAAAAtY/YEf4FY3qwMA/s400/Jan.+09th+2009+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Great Grandma Jensen, Daddy, Grandma Debi, and Trystan&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290542813079368962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvIqHKXdQI/AAAAAAAAAto/tKDhJTlI1Ys/s400/January+10,+2009+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Two youngest aunts gracie and brianna, Trystan and Grandpa K!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290542821548336978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvIqmthp1I/AAAAAAAAAtw/wsSLswKSx-I/s400/January+10,+2009+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dr. Joe!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290542825082159826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvIqz4DgtI/AAAAAAAAAuA/sC_NkZpj9Ek/s400/Jan.+09th+2009+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Coming Home!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290544797620193586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvKdoJxSTI/AAAAAAAAAuY/r9JrENdw35M/s400/Jan.+09th+2009+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290544414946836482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvKHWlVQAI/AAAAAAAAAuI/O_67E20u7Tw/s400/Jan.+09th+2009+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;So Good to be home, I like my bouncer!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290542809562938802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvIp6D-_bI/AAAAAAAAAtg/2i2KnxRx8ZY/s400/January+10,+2009+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-7559200610342276213?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7559200610342276213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=7559200610342276213' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7559200610342276213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7559200610342276213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/introducing-trystan-michael_12.html' title='Introducing Trystan Michael'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWvHGdZ3JkI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Hlh3XF8pSLM/s72-c/Jan+7th+2009+(10).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-2706693707052586948</id><published>2009-01-06T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:19:29.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trystan's Debut</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note we will be having a c-section tomorrow morning at 7:30. I will try to get pictures of him on here as soon as we get home, but in the mean time my cousin Wyndee said she would post a couple on her blog so click on the link that says Family Fun- its off to the left side of the screen under my blog list. I'm sure within a day or so she will have at least one on there!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-2706693707052586948?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2706693707052586948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=2706693707052586948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2706693707052586948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2706693707052586948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/introducing-trystan-michael.html' title='Trystan&apos;s Debut'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-1961329580513237699</id><published>2009-01-05T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:31:34.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light at the End of the Tunnel!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWKhgnxXstI/AAAAAAAAAso/K4TiB5DvozY/s1600-h/38W2D+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287966494290326226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWKhgnxXstI/AAAAAAAAAso/K4TiB5DvozY/s400/38W2D+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am beginning to feel like I am going to be pregnant forever!!!! This kid is perfectly content right where he is at! As for me I feel like I have been hit by a bus. According to the doctor that is perfectly normal at this stage in the game! At my appointment this morning my blood pressure was a little up, but not as up as it has been this weekend. My feet are pretty swollen and my hands are beginning to swell. The doctor was/is afraid preeclampsia is starting to set in so he ran some labs. If those came back abnormal we were going to have a baby tonight, but they came back totally normal so I go back tomorrow for an ultrasound to see how big this little monkey has gotten! 5 weeks ago he was weighing in at 5 lbs 14 oz and gaining weight at a rate of about 1/2 a pound a week. If this pattern has continued I am guestimating that he will be somewhere close to 8 pound 6 ounces tomorrow! I will then see my doctor after the ultrasound tomorrow and make a decision on wether or not we are going to induce me or do a C-section hopefully some time this week. The Doc is beginning to think that we may have him via c-section because he seems a little on the large size for his tiny little mommy. Trystan has not dropped down into the pelvis yet which is making the doctor and I both think that he is to big to come out that direction. When he measured my stomach today I am measuring at 41cm which is three weeks ahead of where I should be (as a general rule you measure 1 cm for every week you are pregnant and I am 38 weeks this week) this is another sign that he just may be too big for me. However final plans will be made after the ultrasound tomorrow. I was kind of hoping for abnormal labs today,just so we could have a baby tonight, but I am grateful that they looked good. I will keep everyone posted and hopefully we will have a baby this week! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287970043663334322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWKkvON1u7I/AAAAAAAAAsw/ZZ82zLVT4aQ/s400/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cradle was made by Trystan's Texas Grandpa (my stepdad). It turned out beautiful! and goes perfect in our room for the first little bit! Thank you so much Mike!!!! We love it, I can't wait to get the little man in it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-1961329580513237699?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1961329580513237699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=1961329580513237699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1961329580513237699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1961329580513237699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='Light at the End of the Tunnel!!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SWKhgnxXstI/AAAAAAAAAso/K4TiB5DvozY/s72-c/38W2D+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-7241387132715779094</id><published>2009-01-03T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:17:23.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maternity Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-27.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346379937575&amp;amp;site=widget-27.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346379937575&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-27.slide.com/p1/648518346379937575/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346379937575&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-27.slide.com/p2/648518346379937575/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=648518346379937575&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-27.slide.com/p4/648518346379937575/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikie and I had these pictures taken several weeks ago! I believe I was about 30 weeks prego at the time! We had a family friend take them and she did a beautiful job~ I loved them and was very pleased with the way they turned out!!!! Thank you so much Erin!! I haven't been able to post them since they were part of my parents Christmas Gift but now that Christmas is over I can post them for everyone to enjoy! I will cherish these pictures always. I am getting so excited to meet may little man~Any day now buddy. Mommy and Daddy love you so much and can't wait to hold you in our arms!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-7241387132715779094?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7241387132715779094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=7241387132715779094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7241387132715779094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7241387132715779094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/maternity-photos.html' title='Maternity Photos'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-1628961578382891049</id><published>2008-12-30T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:04:28.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SV_DJSoRF0I/AAAAAAAAAsg/IUIWbX1QSAA/s1600-h/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287159051943221058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SV_DJSoRF0I/AAAAAAAAAsg/IUIWbX1QSAA/s400/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SV_DJL9Z2bI/AAAAAAAAAsY/8xr1C3rpeyQ/s1600-h/DSC00835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287159050152827314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SV_DJL9Z2bI/AAAAAAAAAsY/8xr1C3rpeyQ/s400/DSC00835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SV_DI2RAIPI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/hALAycaSoK4/s1600-h/DSC00830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287159044329447666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SV_DI2RAIPI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/hALAycaSoK4/s400/DSC00830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Christmas with Mikie's family again this year due to me being 9 months pregnant and unable to leave town. We had a fabulous time with our family, ate tons of really good food and had a blast with the Wii. On Christmas Eve we went over to Mikie's parents house and had cold cuts for dinner (italian of course). They were delicious. Then the kids, mainly Kylie waited very patiently for Auntie (Andrea) and Uncle Toby to get there so we could open gifts. We all got some very nice things and enjoyed just being together. On Christmas Day we went back over to Mikie's mom and Dad's for our traditional Ravioli Dinner. This is personally my favorite part of Christmas with Mikie's family! It is a group effort and they take quite a while to make but are so worth the effort. Plus we enjoy spending the time together to make them. Christmas is by far my favorite holiday! I love all the decorations, the food and mostly just being with family and friends! Here are a couple of pictures from our Rockin Christmas Day! I didn't take to many pictures this year. My feet looked like little nerf Footballs! We were hoping Trystan would make his big Debut before the end of the year, but that didn't happen! The little monkey is perfectly comfortable where he is at for now! We are all more than ready for him to get here though. I am hoping that after seeing the Doctor this coming Monday they will decide to induce me. I'm sick to death of being prego and my blood pressure is beginning to climb. It's not too high yet, but its not going back down to its normal anymore so we shall see what the doc thinks come Monday! We had a pretty kicked back New Years this year! For New Years Eve Mikie and I made dinner at home and watched a movie. On New Years day we went over to Mikie's mom and Dad's played cards, made dinner, and watched movies! We hope all of you had a Very Merry Christmas and we wish everyone a prosperous New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-1628961578382891049?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1628961578382891049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=1628961578382891049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1628961578382891049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1628961578382891049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SV_DJSoRF0I/AAAAAAAAAsg/IUIWbX1QSAA/s72-c/DSC00836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-4610702077332233969</id><published>2008-12-15T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:32:31.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Mikie and is it seriously still snowing...... In Las Vegas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What is this, could it be, why oh my good golly gee it is true.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SUb1BSnoZVI/AAAAAAAAArA/SCoQvlHwn6s/s1600-h/IMG_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280177015665222994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SUb1BSnoZVI/AAAAAAAAArA/SCoQvlHwn6s/s400/IMG_0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mikie got to sign his first set of plans today with his Professional Engineer stamp!!!!! I know he was a little nervous about it, signing his life away and all, but I am so proud of him! He worked so hard to get where he is at. The guys he works with got him a cake and took pictures of him signing these plans and Mikie emailed them home so here they are! I love you babe and am so proud of you. Its nice to see you smiling while signing these. How exciting it is to see your name on something you have worked so many long hours on!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280177510888931762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SUb1eHeKgbI/AAAAAAAAArI/U2cr5TiuXkg/s400/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the next portion of this post..... It is finally winter in Las Vegas!!!! I have been looking forward to the cold wether since about June and it finally hit us today! The high is 37 degrees and it has been Snowing, yes I said snowing, at my house for about 6 hours now! I had a doctor apppointment this afternoon and there was Black Ice on the sides of the 215, now I don't mind driving in the snow where it is supposed to snow and where everyone around you has had the experience and a healthy respect for driving in the snow, but In the middle of the Desert where it never snows it is a much scarier adventure. Here are some of the pictures of our little snow storm today. This first picture is right after it started snowing at the house this morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280180641736261730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SUb4UWyVgGI/AAAAAAAAArQ/JZhFpfN3_pw/s400/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This one is of my front lawn after I got back from the doctor's office this afternoon. It is really wet snow and I'm sure it won't stick around for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280180658775052722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SUb4VWQs0bI/AAAAAAAAArg/gXGnusxQ52g/s400/DSC00815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last picture is on my way to the doctor's office! It was kind of a white out, at least for Vegas! I love this time of year and it was kind of nice to have a little snow even though it won't last long!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280180656943639826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SUb4VPcDrRI/AAAAAAAAArY/-LyraUpvuCs/s400/DSC00814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To Finish off this post, per request here is the newest Belly shot! I am 35 Weeks and 3 days in this picture, yes I am miserable! I am 42 inches around and packing on the pounds. Hopefully this baby will come sooner rather than later!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280565654268078482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SUhWfCPG6ZI/AAAAAAAAAro/4BQalGDVhzg/s400/35W+3+D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-4610702077332233969?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4610702077332233969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=4610702077332233969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4610702077332233969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/4610702077332233969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/congratulations-mikie-and-is-it.html' title='Congratulations Mikie and is it seriously still snowing...... In Las Vegas?'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SUb1BSnoZVI/AAAAAAAAArA/SCoQvlHwn6s/s72-c/IMG_0070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-3338580117690770078</id><published>2008-12-09T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:55:23.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrasound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ST89NgYsr3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/HvTleg0F2ps/s1600-h/Scan10021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278004590542630770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ST89NgYsr3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/HvTleg0F2ps/s400/Scan10021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ST89NbBhA6I/AAAAAAAAAqw/y9WRSbzDAx8/s1600-h/Scan10020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278004589103219618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ST89NbBhA6I/AAAAAAAAAqw/y9WRSbzDAx8/s400/Scan10020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright so I had another ultrasound tonight and the pictures aren't that great because A) our little Monkey is stubborn B) He is in a really weird position that apparently to him is quite comfy! So the first picture is of Trystan grabbing his toes all you can see is a hand and part of a foot! The second picture is kind of a funky profile shot with his hand in front of his face!!!! He would not move it and I think his eye is open as well so that is kind of creepy, but everything else looks really good. He is short and fat still his tummy is still measuring 2 weeks a head of schedule but everything else is right on! As far as weight goes he is weighing in at 5 pounds 14 ounces give or take 14 ounces lets hope he is on the smaller side of that than the larger!!! I am getting very ansy to meet this little guy I can hardly wait!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-3338580117690770078?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3338580117690770078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=3338580117690770078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3338580117690770078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/3338580117690770078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/ultrasound.html' title='Ultrasound'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/ST89NgYsr3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/HvTleg0F2ps/s72-c/Scan10021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-1311456687348709448</id><published>2008-12-02T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:46:55.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zapped, Zapped and Zapped again!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/STXgCqgmDMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/OKH8x1p6eug/s1600-h/IMG_2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275368874909764802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/STXgCqgmDMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/OKH8x1p6eug/s400/IMG_2160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy belated Thanksgiving to everyone! I hope everyone's was as fabulous as ours was!! We were here in town with Mikie's family and had a most scrumptuous dinner! It was great to spend time with the family as well. It is tradition in his family to do the early morning black friday shopping, however this year was a little different! I wasn't up for the crowds and a day of shopping and being on my feet so my fabulous sister-in-laws and my mother in law picked up a couple of things for me!!!!! and I so appreciate it, Thanks girls!!!!!! I have to tell you though that my sister-in-laws get crazier every year! this year they started at Toys-R-Us at Midnight!!! Then it was off to best buy where Niccole waited in line for like 7 hours!!! Debi and I usually meet them about 6 but we didn't this year! I am sure next year I will be right there with them at the crazy hours of the morning! Good times yet to come I'm sure!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went with the girls to Twilight a couple of weekends ago and have to say I was a little disappointed! I knew I would be disappointed in Edward just because the version of him on the screen is nothing close to what I have in my head. I felt like they left out some really important details that make the story, granted I realize it is hard to squeeze it all into a two hour film! I also feel like it is impossible to capture on screen the emotions and different tones you get when reading the books! It wasn't horrible, and Bella was fabulous, I will definantly see the other movies too, and be excited to see how they play them all out on the big screen, but I am definantly a bigger fan of the books!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doctors Appointments&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I think I mentioned in my last post that I was on monitoring twice a week from here on out until we have our little Monkey, at first I thought I would enjoy going to the doctor and listening to my little man's heart for 20 to 40 minutes twice a week. I thought it would give me piece of mind and comfort in knowing he was doing okay, sure the driving back and forth bites ass, but all part of the process right? Well, I went back to the doctor on Friday after Thanksgiving and they sent me to the specialists office because my dr. office was closed. All went well, I had zero contractions, babies heart rate was good, my fluid level was completely normal as well as my Blood pressure! Fabulous! I went to my Dr.'s office on Monday and Trystan's heart rate dropped down to 120 which is still technically normal but a little lower than they wanted so I got to go back today! He likes to sleep during the day and while I am at my appointments too so to get him to wake up and have more variability in his heart rate they wake hip up with this thing that vibrates really loud and scares him to death. They did this to him the first time they put me on the monitors, they didn't do it at the specialists office on friday, they zapped him with it yesterday to wake him up, and they zapped him again today! I am not a fan of this I can't comfort him or do anything about it either! I even had orange juice with breakfast, ate lunch and had a coke just before the appointment and he was still sleeping soundly! I don't know what else to do to keep my little one from being zapped all the time! I feel so bad, any suggestions? Everything was cool at my appointment today though his heart rate was very normal and I didn't have any contractions! My blood pressure was a little high at first, but I was kind of stressed about his heart rate and wether or not they were going to zap him again. After I was all done and everything was cool the nurse took my blood pressure again and it was back down to its normal 118/66. I appreciate that they are being overly cautious, but sometimes I think they are overdoing it! I can't wait to just have him here so we can start stressing about other things! Luckily I don't have to go back to the Doctor tomorrow, but I get to go to the Dentist and the Doctor again on Thursday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pictures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275373226348297762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/STXj_84YviI/AAAAAAAAAqo/29qjetLPPGw/s400/33W+3D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The top picture of Mikie and I was taken a couple of weeks ago by a good family friend! I decided I would add one picture on here that had my face! A first in a long time I know, and the other picture is the most recent belly shot! I am 33 weeks and 3 days prego today! That means I am only 3 weeks and 4 days away from technically being full term at which point we could have this baby any time between then and his due date I am hoping for the sooner part rather than the later part!!!! Now that I have complained some more and have updated everyone on the last week I think I am going to go take a nice relaxing bath with a good book! Hopefully next tuesday we will get some good pictures of the little one so I can post those! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-1311456687348709448?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1311456687348709448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=1311456687348709448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1311456687348709448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/1311456687348709448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/zapped-zapped-and-zapped-again.html' title='Zapped, Zapped and Zapped again!!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/STXgCqgmDMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/OKH8x1p6eug/s72-c/IMG_2160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-286119743052526050</id><published>2008-11-25T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T18:05:14.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Buddah Baby!!!</title><content type='html'>First of all sorry there aren't any new pictures of the little man! He was being a punk during the ultrasound today and was in a head down position with his little nose pressed right into my spine and refused to turn at all so we could see his little face! I had a very eventful Dr. Appointment today. I was there for 3 1/2 hours!!!!! (For the love seriously). But anywho first I had my ultrasound. Other than little Monkey man wouldn't show his face everything looks really good! His little (or not so little) tummy is measuring in at about two weeks further along than I really am and as a whole his measurements are coming in a week ahead of schedule. He certainly is packing on the pounds as well!!!! One month ago he was weighing in at 2 pounds 6 ounces, today he weighs 4 pounds 14 ounces! I also have a lot of amniotic fluid, so as a result I am on twice a week monitoring via non-stress tests. We were going to start this in a couple of weeks but the Dr. decided to start them today... lucky me! After the ultrasound I saw my doctor. The medical assistant came and took my weight and BP which was kind of high for me it was 130/78 my first thought was are you sure.... then I thought oh crap because unfortunately I am prone to Pre-eclampsia (high blood pressure due to pregnancy). The doctor came in listened to Trystan's heart asked how I was feeling blah, blah, blah and had me lay on my left side so one of the girls could come retake my BP. False Alarm it was fine at 120/56 much more my style! He asked if I had been having any contractions I told him yeah 5 or 6 a day. No big deal. So then it was off to the monitoring room where they hooked me up to a machine like they put you on in labor and delivery that monitors the fetal heart rate and for contractions. Of course I had three contractions in 20 minutes so it was back to see the doctor, this time for him to check and see if I was dilating at all, which I am not!!!!!! So at this point I am thinking I should just move into the Dr.'s office because from now until Trystan makes his &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; debut I am there at least every Monday and Thursday's! Seriously, Seriously!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272787812705696722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SSy0lEhU-9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/zPG4ttJixgg/s400/32W+4D+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Anyway, I should get more pictures of the baby in a couple of weeks, but here is the latest Belly shot at 32 weeks and 3 days. I am 42 inches around! And my theme Song goes something like this: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Weebles wobble but they don't fall down Weebles are around, Don't fall down Weeble wobble, Weeble wobble,Weeble wobble,Weeble wobble, Weeble wobble, Weeble wobble, Don't fall down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Nickname (Weebles) came from my father-in-law and my dad named the theme song!!!!! They are so funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-286119743052526050?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/286119743052526050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=286119743052526050' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/286119743052526050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/286119743052526050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-little-buddah-baby.html' title='My Little Buddah Baby!!!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SSy0lEhU-9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/zPG4ttJixgg/s72-c/32W+4D+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-585580423749210388</id><published>2008-11-19T15:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:54:41.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of Feet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SSSeYu8Um5I/AAAAAAAAAps/ayoSG2Xzy9c/s1600-h/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270511611685411730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SSSeYu8Um5I/AAAAAAAAAps/ayoSG2Xzy9c/s400/DSC00802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank goodness for the small things in life! It seems my back has been spared so far (knock on wood) with this whole pregnancy. My feet on the other hand have been a little neglected! Easy to do when you can no longer reach them!!! So today I decided that it was time to treat myself to a pedicure. The girl that did it was so sweet! My feet have been killing me, she gave me the best foot massage I think I have ever had, plus the massage chair is an added bonus! She even dugg out a horrible ingrown toenail that has been bugging me for a while, but of coarse I have been totally unsuccessful at taking care of it! My left foot is a little more swollen than the right as you can see! My flip flop left a lovely imprint on it! Not much else is going on in our lives these days! I am just patiently passing the time between Dr. Appointments! Mikie has been busy at work as well, and even though he isn't enjoying it much, I am greatful for the job security! I am so excited for the holidays this year too! Looking forward to a fabulous thanksgiving dinner and just being able to spend time with the family for christmas while we await the arrival of our little monkey!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270520976547423330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SSSm51xapGI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Vk20zrwsgq0/s400/TwilightMoviePoster%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also am Extremely excited for the release of the twilight movie this weekend!!!!! I am hoping that it will be good and I won't be extremely disappointed! But I just don't know that Edward can live up to the version I created in my own head! I am going to see it Sunday morning so if you see it before then let me know how it was but don't spoil it!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-585580423749210388?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/585580423749210388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=585580423749210388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/585580423749210388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/585580423749210388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-love-of-feet.html' title='For the Love of Feet!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SSSeYu8Um5I/AAAAAAAAAps/ayoSG2Xzy9c/s72-c/DSC00802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-2922417347762271123</id><published>2008-11-11T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:23:37.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming into the Homestretch.... I hope!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SRoVaVFPoDI/AAAAAAAAApc/Rxvfv1b3ms0/s1600-h/30W+3D+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267546256243138610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SRoVaVFPoDI/AAAAAAAAApc/Rxvfv1b3ms0/s400/30W+3D+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This whole pregnancy thing has been an experience... an amazing experience, and I think I have been a pretty good sport! But I am 30 weeks and 3 days pregnant today, 40 inches around, and I am SOOOOOOOO ready to be done! I know, I know I have to last at least 7 more weeks and I will hang in there until then but we are pretty much ready! As we are headed down the homestretch I have been asked how I am feeling... Read at your own risk because let me tell you my little body is done!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't breath..... Trystan is growing like crazy and its just going to get worse from this point on He is pushing, rolling and kicking my diaphragm compressing my lungs and not allowing them to expand completely, its even worse when I am laying down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't sleep.... My options are the left side or the right side I have to wake up to roll from one side to the other, I just get comfortable and I have to get up and pee! Joy, Joy, did I mention a crane would be helpful to help me rise from the bed to get to the bathroom because just getting up takes some serious effort. When I actually do get to sleep I am so sore from laying in one position when I do wake up my shoulders and hips are killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't walk... my feet are swollen, my knees ache and my hips pop! The extra weight is not my friend I would make a horrible fat person! My father in law was teasing me the other day after mikie told him I can no longer scrub our shower and tub.... he started calling me the weeble wobble. So true I feel like a weeble wobble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't bend over... I think it took me at least 5 minutes to get socks on the other day and getting my tennis shoes tied is nothing shy of a miracle! I also can't reach small items in the bottom of my washing machine! I am too short and with Trystan growing rounder and rounder every day I can't lean over far enough to reach the stuff in the bottom of the washer!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267551567996369090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SRoaPg55uMI/AAAAAAAAApk/Q5X55LWnAUM/s400/c29.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Kick counts... My doctor has me counting kicks in the morning and at night. Trystan has been a pretty good boy with these kicks and faithfully does his 10 kicks in the morning in about 8 minutes while daddy gets ready for work. At night he has been pretty good to, but the last couple of days his movements have changed....He is still moving very well, but they are more controled movements and I can feel lots of body parts. He is constantly trying to kick out my left side! To the point it is a little sore. I can push on his little body parts and he sucks them back in such an odd feeling! I have serious alien movement going on now too.... My entire stomach shifts, jumps and rolls as he moves around! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Braxton Hicks... These are so much fun and I have had them for a couple of months most of the time they just feel like trystan is balling up for a second, but now I am having them more frequently and they are getting stronger sometimes my stomach is so hard I can barely walk. They never last very long and are very sporatic but they are always followed by a few good jabs, a roll and a hard kick or stretch as Trystan tries to create more room for himself again!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Its easier to get up than it is to get down... It may take me a few minutes to get myself up off the floor or out of the tub, but getting down is much more complicated. In fact it has turned into more of a controlled fall kind of comical to watch though!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Restless Leg syndrome... My legs ache all the time especially at night. I feel like I could run a marathon... not literally of course but I can't keep my legs still. I've been doing lots of stretching and trying to walk a lot throughout the day and this helps a little but most nights I still feel that chopping my legs off is my best option!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry for all the complaints but this is my day to day life these days! Every day brings new challenges and experiences! I am so excited to be a mommy and I am getting very anxious to hold our little monkey in my arms instead of in my tummy! I think mikie is equally excited and maybe even more so than I am! I know he is looking forward to being able to bond with his son! I also have to add before I go that I have the most incredible, supporting, loving husband in the whole entire world! He has been a great sport through this whole pregnancy thing. He has been great at putting up with my ups and downs, and I have loved that he has wanted to be involved as much as possible with the pregnancy. He is going to be a great dad! I am so excited for the next step in this adventure.... I just have to make it through the next 7-10 weeks first!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-2922417347762271123?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2922417347762271123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=2922417347762271123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2922417347762271123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/2922417347762271123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/coming-into-homestretch-i-hope.html' title='Coming into the Homestretch.... I hope!'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SRoVaVFPoDI/AAAAAAAAApc/Rxvfv1b3ms0/s72-c/30W+3D+(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-7048981621285815391</id><published>2008-10-31T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:29:36.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQsyOjep-cI/AAAAAAAAApU/Zp3a40uYwWg/s1600-h/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263355815135934914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQsyOjep-cI/AAAAAAAAApU/Zp3a40uYwWg/s400/DSC00734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQsyOQ9uuoI/AAAAAAAAApM/39KGa22bfh0/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263355810165996162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQsyOQ9uuoI/AAAAAAAAApM/39KGa22bfh0/s400/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So instead of carving pumpkins, we well I should say Mikie painted my stomach like a pumpkin. I made him do it twice the top pumpkin is the one I made him do for me, since it would have been extremely hard for me to paint my own tummy, and the second one is his master piece of trystan in the pumpkin in my tummy! We are dorks but had fun doing it! Trystan liked the feel of the paint brush on my tummy and kicked me the whole time mikie was painting!!!!! Hope everyone has a happy and safe halloween!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279120850999399292-7048981621285815391?l=bellinoadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7048981621285815391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=279120850999399292&amp;postID=7048981621285815391' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7048981621285815391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279120850999399292/posts/default/7048981621285815391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellinoadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Mikie &amp;amp; Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702926449925971721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQsyOjep-cI/AAAAAAAAApU/Zp3a40uYwWg/s72-c/DSC00734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279120850999399292.post-57411046759912293</id><published>2008-10-24T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:04:06.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of a Stay at Home Pregnant Mommy!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So it has been a couple of weeks since my last post. Alot has happened in the last two weeks. My mom was here for a week and we had a baby shower on the 11th at my Grandparents house in St. George. It was a lot of fun and we got lots of fun things for our little monkey! Thank you so much to everyone who came. We so appreciate all your love and support! Thank you so, so much to my Aunt Margene and Wyndee for throwing such as sweet shower! We had a great turnout and the food was FABULOUS!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260795470329803730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIZm3z989I/AAAAAAAAAn0/nysFAEyysIs/s400/101108_830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260795466895154562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIZmrBFXYI/AAAAAAAAAns/wi-B9qn2a6A/s400/101108_824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260795461759469778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIZmX4pCNI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PxWpL2NQswU/s400/101108_825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After the shower my mom and I loaded up the car and headed for Mesquite where we met my mother in law and two sister in laws! We went to dinner, spent the night and had fabulous spa treatments in the morning. Now mind you I had a 90 minute facial that was heaven, but it was that morning that I realized I can no longer lay on my back for more than about 10 minutes before I start getting really hot and tingly all over like I am going to pass out! The lovely heating pad underneath me didn't help any either. So once I finally got over to one side a little but still turned so she could do the facial life was good. The little Monkey never quit moving the whole time I was there either. Poor kid was more than ready for breakfast! After our treatments we headed back to Vegas to get my mom on her flight back home! Mikie and I unpacked all of the stuff from the shower and Trystan is already in need of a bigger closet. I spent the next three days doing baby laundry! Including all of his bedding. So the room is ready for our little man's arrival&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260798045102264946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIb8vlj0nI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Gc3eQ6t0YZg/s400/DSC00709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260798060504731330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIb9o9yzsI/AAAAAAAAAoM/U7RJl74LeRc/s400/DSC00715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260798050801580226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIb9E0YeMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/pV4iyGySp8o/s400/DSC00711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260798063775991650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIb91JuR2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/vy9liug0gpM/s400/DSC00707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It took me three tries before I finally got the bumper pad up! It was a huge pain in the butt, but looks adorable! By Thursday I was having a hard time and feeling really blue! Pregnancy is so wierd. But I was pretty emotional and irritable and so tired of being in the house! I have a very sensitive husband who knows me pretty well and figured out quickley that it was time to get me out of the house for a while. So on Friday night we went to Kylie's Baseball game. On Saturday I decided I wanted to go up to Mount Charelston for a picnic where it would be nice and cool! We had a good time! and the weather was beautiful up there! After we got back we went shopping and ended up buying Rock Band for the Wii. Now I really suck at it, but am totally addicted to it! I am the little drummer girl (I have always wanted to play the drums) and Mikie is pretty good at the guitar and neither one of us should EVER sing! I called Mikie on Monday and told him I needed help I had been playing Rock Band for almost 5 hours and could not bring myself to do anything else. I had to force myself to finish a project I had started in September before I could spend anymore days playing the drums So on Tuesday I typed Recipes that I had taken from my mother in law all day! Tuesday night I watched my cousin Wyndee's little girl. She is so stinkin cute! We had a good time playing with the puppies, watching a movie and eating popcorn and pizza! She climbed in my dogs crate and locked herself in so the dogs couldn't get in there with her! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260803215978089394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIgpumbS7I/AAAAAAAAAoc/7UcCFSnBEQ8/s400/DSC00719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then when Mikie got home Brynlyn climbed on my lap and kept saying "I don't like Mike" She is such a funny kid. She has never really been around him, but she would talk to him and he would make her laugh then she would say "I don't like Mike." On Wednesday and Thursday I typed recipe's all day as well! I am finally done typing now I need to put our books together. I ended up with 267 recipes total! and I don't think I had even half of her recipes. LOL! Then today I went to the Dr. for an Ultrasound and everything looks great. Our little man is quite an acrobat! I am greatful that I have tons of fluid so I only feel him moving about 60% of the time, because he NEVER quits moving. He is weighing in at 2lbs 6 oz approximately and is starting to pack on some weight his little cheeks are filling out and he has a nice round tummy with short little legs! Poor kid doesn't stand a chance there. We all have short legs! He is definantly a thumb sucker too, wish us luck with breaking that habit! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260806120362284450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIjSyRlFaI/AAAAAAAAAo8/hti9q5WHnLY/s400/27w+6d+(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260806121404313218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIjS2KBLoI/AAAAAAAAAo0/QGAEgCV7md8/s400/27w+6+d+(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260806115537312098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIjSgTN2WI/AAAAAAAAAos/U6hhTVTb2TY/s400/27+w+6+d+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260806111913570386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GUrPb5SQ3bM/SQIjSSzP8FI/AAAAAAAAAok/6nk8iwSEtD8/s400/27w+6+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of the shots of his hands and stuff look funny in these pictures! I promise they are totally normal, its just the way the Tech did the pictures. It has been a long two weeks, but we are doing great. I am 27weeks and 6 days prego today. I officially start my third trimester tomorrow! We have 9-12 weeks left! Pray they fly by for me!!!!!! Here is the newest Belly Shot! Sorry this post was so long! 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