tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19381410509696402982024-02-18T22:01:38.550-05:00A Bugs LifeMaking memories with our little buggieMandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.comBlogger138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-36275636081166889392011-06-14T10:19:00.002-04:002011-06-15T13:10:43.058-04:0022 Months<p>Kaylee,</p><br /><p>I can't believe it has been 4 months since I've updated the blog! Time is flying by and in just 2 more months, you will be 2 years old. I have done a terrible job at taking pictures, it has been a while since I've taken any with my digital camera. I always grab my phone to get pictures of you throughout the day and that is something that I'm really wanting to change.</p><br /><p>I also want to make it a point to get more video of you playing or talking. Everything you do is so cute and I want to be able to look back and remember the cute things you say and do.</p><br /><p>Here's what you've been up to:</p><br /><ul><br /><li>You are still in size 5 Target diapers</li><br /><li>You have a few 2T things that fit you, but you mostly wear 3T (and even have some 4T clothes that fit)</li><br /><li>You are wearing a size 9 shoe</li><br /><li>Your vocabulary has really grown! You still say things that we can't understand but after repeating yourself a few times we can usually figure it out. </li><br /><li>A lot of times instead of saying "Hi Mama" to me, you will say "Hi Baby"</li><br /><li>You love playing with Liza and you always run into our room when you wake up to go find <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Remi</span></li><br /><li>You just finished Mother's Morning Out and will be going back again in the fall, you did so well and really changed and learned a lot</li><br /><li>You are down to 1 nap each day. You will usually take a nap shortly after you eat lunch and sleep anywhere from a hour and 1/2 to 3 hours.</li><br /><li>You still sleep 12 hours every night (and I love you for it!)</li><br /><li>During the day you like to climb up on the couch and lay down. You will say night night and cover yourself up with my blanket. Then you will ask for your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">paci</span> and your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">lovie</span>. You never lay down long and will get right back up. I think this is your sneaky way of getting your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">paci</span> during the day.</li><br /><li>You are becoming picky with what you eat. You usually end up just snacking throughout the day and won't eat much at breakfast, lunch and supper. If I would let you, you would eat nothing but fruit snacks everyday.</li><br /><li>You have learned how to say I love you ("<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">lov</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">ooo</span>") and it is the sweetest thing!</li><br /><li>You still love giving kisses. You especially like it when your Daddy holds you and you go back and forth giving both of us kisses.</li><br /><li>Speaking of Daddy, you are a Daddy's girl! You ask for him when you wake up in the morning and several times throughout the day. When I tell you he is at work you will say 'work' and continue to play.</li><br /><li>You still sleep with your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">lovie</span> every night, but also sleep with Minnie Mouse and 3 other bears. </li><br /><li>Speaking of Minnie Mouse, you are obsessed! When you were out of town last week visiting your Grandma & Grandpa, your Daddy & I were talking to you on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Skype</span> and he was holding Minnie. You saw her and started reaching for the computer saying "Min <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mouf</span>(Minnie Mouse)" and started crying. We felt so bad!</li><br /><li>You love to sing and dance to songs, especially Wheels on the Bus and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Itsy</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bitsy</span> Spider.</li><br /><li>You also like singing your ABC's and can count to 10 along with me.</li><br /><li>You love going back to TN to spend time with Grandma, Grandpa, Great Granny & Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span>. You spent 9 days with them last week and didn't want to get in the car with Daddy & I when we picked you up. </li><br /><li>As for the funny things you do... you are trying to learn how to jump. You will stand on the ground and get up to your tip toes and then almost fall over. You are also a copy cat. Yesterday I was talking to you and thew my hands in the air and you did the same thing, I couldn't help but laugh.</li></ul><br /><p>I have been working on planning your 2<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span> birthday party and still can't believe you are going to be 2 years old. I love doing things to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">surprise</span> you and I'm excited to see your reaction to the things your Daddy & I have got you this year. </p><br /><p>I love you so much baby bug!</p><br /><p>Love,</p><br /><p>Mama<br /></p><br /><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><p></p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-18094767322996012602011-02-26T08:31:00.002-05:002011-02-26T09:34:26.380-05:0018 Months<p>Wow! It has been forever since I posted here, time is just flying by and I have been so busy that I haven't had the time to blog, much less be able to get my mind to form cohesive sentences :) In the middle of December I opened up my own <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Etsy</span> store selling handmade headbands and never dreamed it would take off like it has, so that has been what takes up every spare second. I named it <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.etsy.com/shop/littlelovesdesigns">Little Love's Designs</a> after Kaylee because I always call her my 'little love.' When I get so busy with the store I feel guilty because I don't want to take time away from Kaylee because I know I will never get these days back, so I have been trying to find a balance between the two. </p><p>Last week I took Kaylee to the doctor for her 18 month checkup. I was expecting it to be just a normal checkup but things changed as soon as we got there. The nurse came in to get her measurements and walked back out of the room. A few minutes later she came back in and wanted to remeasure Kaylee's head, I still wasn't concerned because this has happened before since her head has always measured large, but then the doctor came in to show me the growth chart and her head measurement showed a spike on the chart. From there I started to panic as the doctor started asking me questions about different symptoms that she might be having that are related to hydrocephalus and brain tumors.</p><p>The doctor said Kaylee needed to have a CT scan done asap and went on with the rest of the exam. The CT was scheduled for the following Tuesday morning, unfortunately we weren't at a children's hospital and because of it, Kaylee had to suffer. The CT was ordered to add contrast if needed, instead of waiting to see if anything looked abnormal, the nurse insisted on putting a iv in as soon as we got there. On top of having a unnecessary iv, the nurse also refused to sedate Kaylee before trying to put the iv in, saying she wanted to wait until after. After digging in her arm for what seemed like forever, the nurse made the comment that she couldn't get the iv in because Kaylee wouldn't sit still...really?... she's 18 months old, what did she expect? Luckily there was another nurse in the room that was able to get the iv in on the first try.</p><p>We went back for the scan and they let me stay in the room with Kaylee. Thankfully, everything looked fine and they didn't have to use any contrast. It was such a long week, wondering if something was wrong and being worried for Kaylee because I knew she <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">would</span> be scared. For now, we just assume that she is a big baby, if she continues to get further away from the 98% line on the growth chart, there might be more tests run, but hopefully we won't have to worry about that!</p><p>But enough of all of that, I haven't done Kaylee's monthly update in 3 months, so here is what she is up to at 18 months:</p><ul><li>You are still in size 5 Target brand diapers</li><li>You wear 24 month/2T clothes, I just put away all of your 18 month things last week</li><li>You are in size 8 shoes but I feel like you will be going up a size soon</li><li>You are learning new words all the time, you can say: mama, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">dada</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">remi</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">liza</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">winston</span>, kitty kitty, puppy, baby, apple, ball, juice, milk, grandma and you have started copying your Daddy by saying "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gah</span>" a lot</li><li>You have all of your teeth except your 2<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span> molars, I think, it seemed like you were teething a while back but you won't let me look that far back into your mouth</li><li>You started going to Mother's Morning Out last month at a local church. You absolutely love it and I think it has helped you learn to be away from me every now and then. You go every Tuesday and Thursday from 9-1</li><li>You are a bit unpredictable with your naps, sometimes you will take 2/day but other times it's only one. You are always so tired when you come home from <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">MMO</span> and go down for a nap as soon as we get home (the church is only 5-10 minutes away and I do good to keep you awake on the ride home)</li><li>You are still my good little sleeper. You usually sleep right at 12 hours each night.</li><li>You are still attached to your '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">lovie</span>.' You like to carry it around every now and then throughout the day and have to have it with you when you take a nap or go to bed at night.</li><li>You still love to eat and now like to snack throughout the day. You love for me to put some snacks in a sandwich bag and you will carry the bag around and eat while you play. You are getting a little picky at supper time though and don't like your veggies as much as you used to. Here lately when I have stopped at Chick <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Fila</span> I have been getting a small strawberry milkshake. You love to come home and sit on the couch with me and share the milkshake, I think you'd drink the whole thing if I let you :)</li><li>You still like helping me unload the dishwasher and will also help with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">laundry</span> and throw stuff in the trash if I ask you to. You have also figured out that when you're done with your snack, you need to throw the bag in the trash!</li><li>You have finally decided it's <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span> if I sit down, just as long as I let you sit in my lap :)</li><li>I have noticed over the past month that you are becoming a mama's girl, you love to play with me and make me laugh and since it's usually just the two of us here, we do everything together!</li><li>You have also started giving kisses and it's the sweetest thing! It started with you blowing kisses, then giving kisses on the cheek, but yesterday you wrapped your arms around me and gave me a kiss on the lips twice, it was too cute!</li></ul><p>Before I forget, at your 18 month checkup your measurements were 35" for height and you weighed almost 32 pounds! All 3 of your measurements were above the 98% line, as usual!</p><p>Even though you are a big girl, you are still my little baby girl. I love you so much and I love all of the time we get to spend together!</p><p>Love,</p><p>Mama</p><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p><p> </p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-62816608363376824932010-11-19T14:22:00.001-05:002010-11-19T14:22:36.320-05:0015 MonthsLittle Love,<br /><br /><br />Another month has gone by and I swear it's harder to keep up with you each month. From keeping up with how you are <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">constantly</span> changing to telling you 100 times a day to stay out of the trash can, you are always on the go! Here is what you've been up to:<br /><ul><li>You're still in size 5 diapers.</li><br /><li>18 month clothes fit you perfectly but you also wear a lot of 24 month clothes.</li><br /><li>You jumped up a shoe size... you wear a size 7 or 8, depending on the brand. The size 8 shoes you have are a little long on you but we had to order them because the size 7 wasn't wide enough. This is a issue we have <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">every time</span> we look for shoes for you!</li><br /><li>You have learned 3 new words this month, you can now also say "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">wemi</span>" (<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Remi</span>), "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">ish</span>" (fish) and "inky" (stinky). It is the cutest thing when you say stinky because it sounds like you are pinching your nose while saying it!</li><br /><li>You have 8 teeth on top and 7 on the bottom. It's hard to keep track of them because you don't like opening your mouth for me to look!</li><br /><li>You are still doing good with your naps. You will usually take 2 per day. </li><br /><li>You have been sleeping for about 11 hours <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">every night</span> since the time change but now you seem to be going back to 12 hours. At night when you're really tired you get fussy and don't want anyone to hold you or read to you, you just want us to put you in bed and leave you alone. </li><br /><li>You still love holding onto your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">lovie</span> when you sleep. A lot of times you will pull it out of your crib and carry it around the house and give it '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">lovin</span>.' It is the sweetest thing! If I grab it and give it a hug you will run over and hug me while I'm hugging <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">lovie</span>!</li><br /><li>You have been healthy this month... no colds! One thing that has come up though is a bad rash that, at first, I though was a diaper rash. You have had it for almost a month now and after trying several things the doctor suggested, she called you in some antibiotics last night that treat staph infections. Hopefully this will clear it up quickly! You are so lucky so have such a great doctor. She called me from her cell phone after work to check on you and to find out which pharmacy I wanted to pick up your medicine from.</li><br /><li>As always, you're a great eater! But there are some things that I think you have gotten tired of. You no longer want cereal for breakfast and you are tired of the regular flavored goldfish... but I came across sour cream & onion flavored goldfish at the store and you LOVE them (but you have to fight Daddy for them because he likes them too)! You can now eat pretty much anything we eat. I don't have to worry about mashing anything up and I can even give you cereal bars and peanut butter and crackers and you can eat those on your own.</li><br /><li>You still like helping me with unloading the dishwasher and now you will also help me pull clothes out of the dryer. Sometimes I can't fold them quick enough to keep up with how fast you pull them out!</li><br /><li>You still don't like it when I sit down. We are working on that though!</li><br /><li>You still <strong>love</strong> to read! I keep all of the cards that you have received in your nightstand drawer and you are always opening the drawer and pulling out the cards to look at!</li><br /><li>You still love shoes, hats, headbands, sunglasses, and now belts! You picked up your Daddy's belt a couple of days ago and tried to wrap it around your waist, so he put it on you (wrapped it around twice) and you loved it! You walked around and kept looking down at it and wore it for at least a hour!</li><br /><li>You have started getting really upset when your Daddy leaves to go to work or to go out of town. You run up to him and hug him and sometimes hold onto his leg. Thankfully, once he is out the door you calm down and start playing again.</li></ul><p>I've put most of the good pictures I have of you in my other posts but here are 2 of my favorites that I took with my phone.</p><br /><p align="center">Daddy put Cool Whip on you!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541292996599760226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0P1Lk5km4i0Zrdu2LSnX3uA44SJ2bSWrFksKTY6jYlUj_-P7ASkQ8dWCDhkV-KfZVL5viOpFqPONeXeB9wHVkBh7UX509gTJb3GU7dR0F4UOXkOQLy_QRes4ZT_-x19zE6gOucC5zXm0/s320/kbug.jpg" /></p><br /><p align="center">Goofy!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541293004111072338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBE4m9dT57p_BP_3rYuzabYTuR8b6eLDmHrISF_causDfT23QnKSMSsFeHw4WRJ7s0zANNkR_rrSzA6TQutr42gsXNt9vI5YauzFYKlXuU0BAZm4V2ZwjqJmh9MQ7raI5TrhXo-lsEEXM/s320/kbug2.jpg" /> </p><p align="left">Even with all of the changes, one thing that hasn't changed is your cute smile or your sense of humor. You are constantly making your Daddy and I laugh at all of the silly things you do... and somehow, even at only 15 months, you know exactly what you are doing when you try to make us laugh. We both love you very much bugs!</p><p align="left">Love,</p><p align="left">Mama<br /><br /><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-53914094183426684042010-11-16T21:03:00.001-05:002010-11-16T21:05:46.058-05:00TN TripMy attempt to catch up is turning into me getting futher behind! I have 4 or 5 posts that I've started that need to be finished but I can never find the time to go through and pick out pictures to edit and put on here. Anyways, I'm wasting valuable time... a month ago I met Kaylee's Grandma (my mom), Great Grandma and Uncle Quinten just inside the Tennessee state line to drop her off with them so that they could spend some time with her and I could get caught up on some things around here (obviously the blog wasn't one of those things!). This was my first time being away from Kaylee for such a long time and I missed her but was glad she was getting to spend time with family. My mom wrote this for Kaylee a couple of weeks ago so that Kaylee can look back at all the fun she had on her first time staying with her grandparents!<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><p>Kaylee,</p><p>I, "Grandma" write this two weeks from the date Oct. 13, 2010, the day I brought you home to Lebanon with me, until Sunday Oct. 17. Leading up to picking you up from your mom I was concerned how you would do being away from your momma and daddy for the first time. I have made sure I could see you at least once a month since birth and luckily a few times only a couple of weeks passed before seeing you but it still concerned me that you might not be ready to be with me alone. I am jealous of the grandparents that have their grandchildren living close by because I miss seeing you grow and Bug you are growing every minute. Ok, back to the trip to Grandma's house. I spent the weekend before we picked you up fixing up the extra bedroom and putting out some dolls and things that your momma had growing up. One doll is a doll given to me by one of my favorite aunts in 1964, one day you can take her home and give her "Bug" hugs. Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span></span> and I made a trip to Target to pick up needed items and some munchies that both Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span></span> and I picked out as well as the list you momma sent me to make sure her "Bug" was taken care of. I always heard babies don't come with directions but you did:)<br /></p><p>On Wednesday morning your Great Grandma, Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span></span> and myself "Grandma" headed east to meet you and your momma in Newport, TN. As I drove the three hours to pick you up I was excited to see how you would act meeting us at the Cracker Barrel. Your Great Grandma beat me out of the van and you smiled at her but you won my heart when I squatted down and when you saw me you came to me smiling and gave me a hug. You saw your Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quniten</span></span> and I leaned you over to him and you gave him a kiss. We ate in Cracker Barrel where you ate more than I did, you had a little off of every body's plate. </p><p>When we finished eating I let you walk around inside of the store and you did pretty good not touching everything and I finally bought you a Rudolph the Red nose reindeer head band. It took us several minutes to get all the stuff momma had packed for you...toys, highchair, books, clothes and a cooler of homemade food just for you. We loaded you up in the van and you were fine sitting in the back with Granny and momma told you good bye. As we drove out we put the CD that I bought you in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gatlinburg</span></span> that sings songs with your name added in and we played it for over and hour and a half before you fell asleep. Your Great Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bubba</span></span> who lives in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Crossville</span></span> wanted us to stop by his church so he could show you off. I wasn't for sure if we should considering you had just been asleep for thirty minutes but I am glad we did because you had a blast. When you first saw Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bubba</span></span> you kind of cried but he took you and talked to you like you know who I am let's go have fun. After he took you around showing you off we went into the church gym where you played on mobile toys, kicked a ball and made sure Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span></span> had a basketball to shoot with. You would run and swing your arms and I was afraid you would fall but you did <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">extremely</span> well. Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bubba</span></span> took you to meet some other people and you <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn't</span> like that so you cried and really anytime a stranger came up the whole time you were here you went to pieces.</p><p>Once were arrived at grandma's house you walked around checking out your room and petting Sophia and Argon. You spent a lot of time watching your Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span> play videos and you talked to the fish. I fed you supper then we went outside for just a few minutes where you watched the leaves blow around. Bath time went really well as you played and tried to hand Argon your bath water. You are such a good baby, I was concerned that at bedtime you would get upset being in a strange room but you went straight to sleep. Thursday morning we were up at 7:00 and you were hungry! I fixed a big breakfast and granny came and joined us. </p><p>After breakfast you and I walked Argon around outside then we loaded up and headed to town. We stopped by grandma's work but you really <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn't</span> like seeing people you <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> know. We met grandpa at Ryan's for lunch and you ate more than I did once again. You had a young boy waving at you and you would just <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">nod</span> your head at him. After lunch we went to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">Wal</span>-mart where granny pushed you in the stroller and then you walked around some. I bought you a pair of tennis shoes that your uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span> picked out. Once back home you took a small nap then we played ball outside with uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span>. </p><p>At supper we watched the DVD of Elmo and the ABC's and I let it keep playing so after you finished eating you would walk around but once you heard a particular song come on you would go back into the breakfast room and just stand there watching. You did really good not bothering things but when you did pick up something all I had to do was tell you once to put it down. You do <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">seem</span> to have a thing with remotes though:)</p><p>Friday we spent the day at home, we played outside several times, picked up walnuts or should I say you watched me and granny pick them up. You rode in a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">wheel barrel</span> while granny pushed. Great Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bubba</span> came as did great great great cousin Nancy and Marvin to eat lunch with grandpa, grandma, uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span> and granny at granny's house. Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bubba</span> brought you some <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Halloween</span> stuff and you were scared of the Mickey Mouse pumpkin and a stuffed pumpkin but you were scared of both. You kept trying to go up granny's upstairs so Nancy put the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">pumpkin</span> on the stairs and you stopped dead in your tracks when you saw them on the steps. After <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error">lunch</span> we all walked out back and watched uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span> and grandpa run a gas car on the racetrack they built. You walked around and Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bubba</span> messed with you by running through the field. At night you and I would play in your room and you would bring me books to read. You went to sleep really well this night as well.</p><p>Up once again on Saturday morning and started off with a big breakfast, then a walk outside with Argon. We picked up granny and drove to Mrs <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error">Batey's</span> house (long time family friend) and I just knew <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">you</span> would cry the whole time once you saw her but you <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error">didnt</span>. Everybody loves Mrs <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error">Batey</span> and you picked up on her kindness immediately as well. Once we left there we drove to the Castle Heights Campus, (where grandma & uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bubba</span> went to school)where <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Oktoberfest</span> was going on. We pushed you around for the first few minutes and then on the football field we put you down but you <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">weren't</span> sure of the type of grass. Finally you started walking and off you went following the sound of the music. You danced and danced and even would stop to see if people were watching you. Next year you will <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">be able</span> to do more of the games and I hope to have you here every October. Once back at the house it was just playing outside or inside and you discovering new things. I showed you a picture of mommy and daddy when they first met and you look at it and smiled. Then you walked around the house saying momma. You <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn't</span> sleep good at all this l<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error">ast</span> night and I think you were missing home. </p><p>Sunday morning I got you dressed up and we headed to church but you had already been up since 5:30 and only took a half hour nap. You were more vocal and not happy unless we went outside. Once we got to church you dint like the fact a lady stopped to talk to you and when we went into the sanctuary you walked down the isle to the stage. We made it through the start of the music and you started fussing so I took you to the nursery but you cried and cried, they tried to get you to play with the other kids but one little girl came up to you and you looked at her and screamed:( I decided enough was enough so I took you and drove you around and you fell asleep just a half mile down the road. I drove back to church and you slept in the van while we waited on grandpa and Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten</span> to come out. After church we ate at Gondola one of our favorite restaurants and then we headed to meet your momma and daddy in Newport, TN three hours from Lebanon. I had packed your supper foods and we stopped at Krystal's to get us all something to eat at the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">rest area</span> just east of Newport. Your momma came walking up the sidewalk and I had my back turned as I put you down I could feel your body stiffen up and you said "hey" to you momma and went fast towards her. She hugged you the took you to see your daddy who was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">waiting</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error">his</span> turn and you went running to him. You love your momma and daddy and they love you very much. We all sat at the picnic table eating and watching you walk around exploring this new area. I hated to tell you goodbye but you were back where you belonged but I look forward to doing this again soon.</p><p>I had sent my digital camera home with Kaylee, so I went back and picked out some of my favorite pictures from her trip!</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540240509806062674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ4r2uo7V9_NzDV0o8EyTWGEnpZ9_OaAmuMGqVEV3f173KGe7mJPIYbS8nbGJoDD6BSL4XzAjqSC53_5t0AFo_VPgrP1iZEJ9CrohrreW8PPordAmpfgsazf0j6WjKfpw4vvayUlJus9k/s320/SDC11920.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540242292214819730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS2hNA9wAalvt0FpbyhaTvuv3LXBBp8SDN6zjan3ty9wREkgJ2h6w0KxFCcbNJR83B3FvtUEucxMqUtYoOT8rXEH4Tv5QP2uh3pFwqpaou9VK8LWVdeRZmY1Dxngs7zOuNFFJCE5yPiC4/s320/SDC11931.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p><p></p><p></p></div></div></div></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-83485484178445299812010-11-06T07:50:00.000-04:002010-11-06T07:51:08.772-04:0014 Months<div><div><p>Kaylee,</p><p>Here we go again... another month has went by (almost 2 since I'm so late with this post) and I'm really starting to think you will be 2 years old before I know it! These past 2 months have went by so quickly that sometimes I forget how old you are! I'm noticing a trend over the past few months... each month the biggest change in you is usually your ability to get around easier and faster. You keep me busy throughout the day but I love being at home with you! Here's what you have been up to:</p><ul><li>You are still in size 5 diapers but I think you will be needing size 6 in Pampers before long!</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>You still wear 18 month clothing but I have recently put your 24 month pj's in your drawer. They are a little big on you but you can still wear them. Some of your 24 month shirts and dresses fit and you even wore a 2T shirt the other day!</li><li>You wear a size 6-7 shoe, depending on the brand. </li><br /><li>You're still saying the same 4 words as last month: Mama, Dada (you don't say this very often), Liza (iza) and kitty kitty (kkk...kkk...). You will also say "what's that" and hold your hand out at whatever you're looking at. It kinda runs together and sounds like "whasthat."</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>Technically no new teeth (if I had wrote this on the 12th like I'm supposed to), but I noticed today that one on the bottom that has been trying to come through for weeks has finally broken through.</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>You are still doing good with your naps. You will usually sleep at least an hour twice a day. Of course, there are days when you really fight your afternoon nap. This morning you took a 3 hour nap!</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>You still sleep right at 12 hours every night. I hope you keep this up and will always be a good sleeper!</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>You are still very much attached to your 'lovie.' You love to give it hugs and hold onto it as you fall asleep.</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>For the most part, you only have your paci at nap time, at night or in the car. Here lately if you see it in your bed you will go grab it. It's not hard to get it away from you though, I will usually pull it out of your mouth and laugh at you, telling you that you don't need a paci and that you're not a baby anymore. You will laugh and run off to go play!</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>You struggled with your first cold this month. It was only really bad in the mornings, you would cough a lot and I felt so bad for you. This went on for about 2 weeks but you're finally over it now.</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>We had to put a small heater in your room because now that it's getting cold outside at night, your room is always the coldest one in the apartment. I noticed that after we did this you seemed to sleep much better. You hate being covered up and I'm always afraid you're going to get too cold.</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>You're still a great eater. Eating anything and everything we give you! You love it when I pour some snacks in a bowl and let you eat out of it. You will grab a piece of food and make a circle around the living room and then come back for more!</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>You're still my little helper when it comes to unloading the dishwasher and you seem to be getting a little better at grabbing the bigger things other than silverware and handing them to me.</li><br /><li>You do <strong>not </strong>like it if I sit down. You will instantly start crying... can you say spoiled? :)</li><br /><li>If I want to eat something I usually have to walk around in circles through the living room and then back through the kitchen with you following me so that you don't see my food. Otherwise you scream and try to eat all of my food! You are getting smart because sometimes you will stop after going around a corner and catch me walking towards you... my sneaky little baby!</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>You have developed an obsession over shoes, sunglasses, hats... anything that you can wear! I think I will be buying you some dress up clothes soon!</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>You love going outside now that you are really good at walking. You're not too sure about walking in grass though.</li></ul><p></p><ul><li>Your love for books has really grown over the past month. You love to grab a book and bring it to me to read. You will crawl up in my lap just for me to read to you and it melts my heart!</li></ul><p>I don't have a lot of pictures to choose from this month, so here are some that I took on my phone so they aren't the best quality.</p><p align="center">You found the box that has the "It's a Girl" bubblegum cigars in it and you carry one around with you everywhere!</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536397364448208066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFZJ-NdREE1ui8KY7RA6fTg5ZFAcEbJAXZEuju2ytE1DrABS_WleRJYuKG8OZAnhbB0FT7Qaib3c9da9Wsl6qkD3NJfckdqWi9zigVqyUx1q8Hoy5y14ZZ8pLHOSP_ybiX23NU2NcOs3Q/s320/kbug3.jpg" /></p><p align="center">You love walking around on the balcony and for some reason you really love your jacket</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536397352420071570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1MpKZuti_DPPh62Md4LZVE0_z6S1-1-zCVOBDSecG1d9IS6dpp2incrU6j09BxKDd2kFQtCbfzOou_-3Kx7R93DU5qUGa-VNUQqDfWVAeyMWp4itLgeUxA5cwNci2rkcDB4c1UKOcJ6w/s320/kbug2.jpg" /></p><p align="center">I wish I could've taken this picture with my digital camera... you were laying right beside Liza playing with your toys...you love her!</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536397349890463938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuboQ2e5CRpySw_sLMHqLpEgLCIVSqUgGqIKku6UixnD4zP2T-y_bSIMpW-EeELPwVeUW2dXTChYLXHZQvcLdJMsmeZHEaBrB4SyCAnl4AwPoIxV8ckcaj4AQmhOVbcjHlU50fcssoUNw/s320/kbug1.jpg" />You are such a blessing to your Daddy and I sweet baby. You make us laugh no matter what and that is something I'm so thankful for.</p><p>Love,</p><p>Mommy</p><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p></div></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-6542291707512800412010-11-02T14:36:00.000-04:002010-11-02T14:36:33.278-04:00Pumpkin PatchI'm really struggling with keeping up with this blog. I've went back and forth here lately on whether or not I want to continue with it. I'm doing it as a 'baby book' for Kaylee and I like being able to add pictures to each post compared to just writing in a book for her... but at the same time, keeping up with this takes a lot of work! I have so many pictures that I need to order to update photo albums but first I need to run them through <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">photoshop</span>. I have the same problem with the blog, I want to clean the pictures up before posting them on here, but sitting down and going through all of the pictures is so time consuming. I have 4 or 5 posts that I need to catch up on and then I'm going to have to figure out a way to stay on top of everything and not get so far behind because I feel like I'm missing the little details that I want to remember because I'm just trying to get the main part of what we did or where we went written down before I forget!<br /><br />ANYWAYS.... Towards the beginning of October Daniel and I decided to take Kaylee to a local pumpkin patch. This is something we did last year and is a tradition that I want to carry on from year to year. But first, we had to go buy Kaylee some shoes since the only ones she had were sandals that were bought back in August. Shoe shopping for Kaylee is... <strong>frustrating! </strong>Her foot is very wide and she has a high arch so 99% of the shoes that the stores have won't fit! After trying on almost every toddler sized shoe in the store, we finally found a pair that fit! Thank God they have different colors in this style! We love the shoes and will probably buy her another pair in the next size up.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXf1YlGUtp6-8uuPWGH1Bmqe6XybVyOJTl98XQAKdzl5BlJoJi0B8obflhk-eoCCnZCUTSDEHcdZ2QsQCiCEPa3nJhfjCKrwSiOc4zmjWs02A1SQXHSXntCz0_ocxbiP-xbY6iZRaNaYs/s1600/SDC11891b.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXf1YlGUtp6-8uuPWGH1Bmqe6XybVyOJTl98XQAKdzl5BlJoJi0B8obflhk-eoCCnZCUTSDEHcdZ2QsQCiCEPa3nJhfjCKrwSiOc4zmjWs02A1SQXHSXntCz0_ocxbiP-xbY6iZRaNaYs/s320/SDC11891b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535016559255528770" border="0" /></a>After getting the shoes, we headed to the pumpkin patch. There were pony rides, hay rides and a petting zoo area. While waiting for the next hay ride we decided to take Kaylee to see the animals. She really didn't seem to interested in them and kept watching the other kids.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgceYOdooFnIxXSpoZ5NUOsT3IthEN-_GNTIYneR0oF39P5K6vPBXpZgoy4tZQM97yvnc764T2TB6P6-vs8VJ0VKfmrm4aumR-CjblnAy3DTS_fCGGWJ5ZmtL30kXemCihmQ34SUAzG_Cg/s1600/SDC11863.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgceYOdooFnIxXSpoZ5NUOsT3IthEN-_GNTIYneR0oF39P5K6vPBXpZgoy4tZQM97yvnc764T2TB6P6-vs8VJ0VKfmrm4aumR-CjblnAy3DTS_fCGGWJ5ZmtL30kXemCihmQ34SUAzG_Cg/s320/SDC11863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535016530858140786" border="0" /></a>It wasn't long until they were calling for people to get in line for the next hay ride. Kaylee really seemed to enjoy it and just stood in Daniel's lap, looking around at everything.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOVR2hLrWh1psI05zEqE0RwRSZUZTyRIXCt98rv89qhwc6dLYja6mxOxzFlj5bfvyro3R-PlcA2GZVR4bfnncoLpRnhri0HpFHVtEUetlsHiLC68u0xSE7sw45ps5SOev4RzEbJ55OduI/s1600/SDC11869a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOVR2hLrWh1psI05zEqE0RwRSZUZTyRIXCt98rv89qhwc6dLYja6mxOxzFlj5bfvyro3R-PlcA2GZVR4bfnncoLpRnhri0HpFHVtEUetlsHiLC68u0xSE7sw45ps5SOev4RzEbJ55OduI/s320/SDC11869a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535016551420078594" border="0" /></a>After the hay ride we saw a trailer full of pumpkins. I had been looking for a good place to get some pictures of Kaylee and the trailer was perfect! She didn't know what to do with all of the pumpkins around her and she kept trying to grab all of them. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD5ENYRlowUZcZqphuHVu2j-cRb3Uwdw8jAJkEd3QT9t3YBH00S-ixgJCg5WdK_l578AyzXmQUsWXEozfrp4wbKAt1AcZGmLme-A_vw1zE4Vu_CMwvla04GU8OBU0beSBs50JK_QQlIZA/s1600/SDC11901.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD5ENYRlowUZcZqphuHVu2j-cRb3Uwdw8jAJkEd3QT9t3YBH00S-ixgJCg5WdK_l578AyzXmQUsWXEozfrp4wbKAt1AcZGmLme-A_vw1zE4Vu_CMwvla04GU8OBU0beSBs50JK_QQlIZA/s320/SDC11901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535016574178670306" border="0" /></a>We found a pumpkin that looked like the perfect size for her. The one we picked out last year was smaller so it looks like each year we will be picking out a pumpkin that is a little bigger than the last. I'm glad she smiled this year in the picture of her with her pumpkin... last year she looked possessed!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTORHE9qrZlsXWYxWZzr90ecuv43XjhkWllV0GS5J5lUk45tRGAy4YI2wh-y9k6yckoadVslTgVpnwjRl-vyND7NxXf1UqsM9V6muIFpRIHEi2-Qntfz6nq2GK2BAmAzu_tWrcM09AgG4/s1600/SDC11911.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTORHE9qrZlsXWYxWZzr90ecuv43XjhkWllV0GS5J5lUk45tRGAy4YI2wh-y9k6yckoadVslTgVpnwjRl-vyND7NxXf1UqsM9V6muIFpRIHEi2-Qntfz6nq2GK2BAmAzu_tWrcM09AgG4/s320/SDC11911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535016583567722994" border="0" /></a>Before we left, we walked over to the barn to let her see the cows and horses... but just like the other animals, she wasn't too impressed. I love this picture of her and Daniel. She is such a Daddy's girl and anytime he is around she always wants him to hold her instead of me. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3joyxJfL-xy59YBswVn3UHem5Qo6xwY1rWZsO5XHCFej3toU3dxhoDNv0yLXYxih8gpAdk1_S_IK1h9FmdIamcScYs5hxxG0pyNZyS1QN9hZzdL_P1KXTuWl5FZd-i4-8gakkTaD_ToA/s1600/SDC11912a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3joyxJfL-xy59YBswVn3UHem5Qo6xwY1rWZsO5XHCFej3toU3dxhoDNv0yLXYxih8gpAdk1_S_IK1h9FmdIamcScYs5hxxG0pyNZyS1QN9hZzdL_P1KXTuWl5FZd-i4-8gakkTaD_ToA/s320/SDC11912a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535017738062937554" border="0" /></a>It was nice to get out and spend some time together as a family. With Daniel being gone every weekend and working during the week, we don't have much time together with the 3 of us. I'm looking forward to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">off season</span> so that Kaylee can have some extra time with her Daddy!<br /><br /><p><img style="border: 0px none;" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" align="left" /></p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-57734321722147561282010-10-10T12:08:00.001-04:002010-11-03T17:39:46.660-04:00She's just too cute...<p>Another random post... mostly because I'm a slacker and can't get myself motivated to post here more often. I think the problem is when Kaylee goes to bed at night, my brain shuts down and I'm unable to think... much less put together actual sentences that make sense. But I had to do a update because I don't want to ever forget the cuteness that is Kaylee at 13 months! I mean seriously... I'm getting rid of her because she is too cute and Daniel and I can't stand it :)</p><p>Poor bugs has had a cold for over a week now. It started out as just a bad cough in the morning but now it's a cough and runny nose. We have been lucky that this is actually her first ever time being sick other than a ear infection. A few days ago I tried to use the nasal aspirator on her and she <strong>did not</strong> like it. But now after maybe 2 or 3 days of using it she doesn't mind at all. She tried doing it herself yesterday but missed her nose and put it in her eye instead.</p><p>One thing that I absolutely love about Kaylee is her interest in books. It wasn't too long ago that I wondered if she would ever sit still long enough for me to read a whole book to her. For a while she has been bringing Daniel and I books for us to read to her but here lately it seems like that's all she ever does. Thursday she melted my heart... she went and grabbed one of her books and brought it to me while I was sitting in the floor. Then she wrapped her arm around my neck and crawled into my lap for me to read the book to her. Coming from a baby who has been so independent and doesn't like to be held, this to me was heaven! </p><p>Another thing that I realized this week is she is probably going to be a girly girl. She <strong>loves </strong>to dress up. She will bring me anything from a hat, hair bow, hair tie, sunglasses or shoes and ask me to put them on her by touching either her head or face or by holding her foot up for the shoes. </p><p>This week I will be taking Kaylee to stay with her Grandma and Grandpa for 5 days. It will be nice to get some things done around here but I know it's going to be hard for me to leave her. We have never had any issues with separation anxiety, even though Daniel and I have never been away from her this long, so I hope she will do well and enjoy spending time with her grandparents.</p>Last Saturday we took Kaylee to a local pumpkin patch. I hope to have that post with lots of pictures up sometime tonight! I love seeing Kaylee grow and change everyday. And even though I love it when she starts doing something that is really cute, it just reminds me of how fast she is growing up!<br /><p></p><br /><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-51982323610150205762010-10-01T11:04:00.005-04:002010-10-01T13:43:05.504-04:00Cupcakes, first 'Kids Meal' and a few other things...I had been wanting to take Kaylee to a local bakery for a few weeks now to get her a cupcake that we could share. Last Thursday Daniel came home on his lunch break so that we could all go to a bakery just up the street from our apartment. I picked out a red velvet cupcake with vanilla <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">butter cream</span> icing for Kaylee and I to share. Can you tell what she thought of it?<br /><br /><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521032928648906034" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKSgovHs1rS6mtcu0_yMU8C8Cwxln0f6e_ngq4IRkH4vTL7c1tPXsboczoe7tbooVmDkJnTTnA-OSN8eHGknvf_Rds9mra3eVSYFkEP_m2CDxmeS5Vy-CtwQ2iqZl7rBE9oZ6p1M3NZlo/s320/mms_picture.jpg" border="0" />It was so good but the icing was very sweet! Kaylee seemed to like it but didn't want to eat too much. I think after a few bites she was more interested in running around the bakery. Oh well... at least she made a mess with those few bites :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh11xR-KEjE1bnsfbmW_0Lc3YIFs48KXm3ePm3nwNS1Iv-TxqYcaRkV5T5z_tgHVodciGeuVELJpGgujy0yArxXt2x_X7EpH9bPPnCKFUfyZpPD_dcLi0aApHtAwHjwu84AGIm9s55YSi8/s1600/mms_picture_2.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521032944046431714" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh11xR-KEjE1bnsfbmW_0Lc3YIFs48KXm3ePm3nwNS1Iv-TxqYcaRkV5T5z_tgHVodciGeuVELJpGgujy0yArxXt2x_X7EpH9bPPnCKFUfyZpPD_dcLi0aApHtAwHjwu84AGIm9s55YSi8/s320/mms_picture_2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Saturday we went to Winston Salem to get some new tires for Daniel's bike. While we were there we stopped by to see our old neighbors and then went to our favorite restaurant, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Firebirds</span>. We usually just let Kaylee eat some of whatever we are having but this time we decided to order her something as well. They had a lot of things on the kids menu... even ribs and steak! We decided on mixed sauteed veggies...<br /><br /><div><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521032933852251938" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSsEkbNyjA3bp8D0EaA392DCD0KFFcW_eyZcqStMZhqT8ft9_KZG66uvgvkCdhKYXcRFhWUC93-Tci5hDF5quPGGwisRGRjf8fdWmCm8A8JyrbhI2_Kg4_9pAuv_NyTCXeACetK5tLZw8/s320/mms_picture+%282%29.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>She absolutely loved them! There were onions, squash, zucchini and red peppers. She will eat anything and everything so she also had some food off of our plates like mashed potatoes, fish and bread. I had chicken <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">quesadillas</span> that had chunks of tomato and onion in them. Since I'm not a big fan of either, I would pick them out and give them to Kaylee :) </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br />She has been so active lately that I haven't had much time to post here. She wants my attention constantly when she is awake and if I sit down at the computer she will immediately start fussing! Even though she has been fussy, she is so much fun. Her new 'thing' is to walk around pointing at things saying "what's that." It is the cutest thing ever! She loves for Daniel and I to pick her up and let grab things that she points at, that she normally can't reach. We have these small frog magnets on our <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">refrigerator</span> that she always points to when I pick her up. </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br />We have had to put cabinet locks on the pantry and on the cabinets under the sink, but I left them off the other cabinets because she likes to open the doors and look inside. This is how I found her the other day...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO6SpljowjiUvJpKJXYoe_JhB6y87JVZoRRQkGOFsCLMxjIHqffq8ojAz882VFrsyP6EDltwK73C413_IBINPe3WVAdMePrVgwF5vNszmLc8y4GqE6GVhLBaqzwgy1IOsB-ZOkMEtNwSI/s1600/mms_picture_1+%282%29.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521032937224670914" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO6SpljowjiUvJpKJXYoe_JhB6y87JVZoRRQkGOFsCLMxjIHqffq8ojAz882VFrsyP6EDltwK73C413_IBINPe3WVAdMePrVgwF5vNszmLc8y4GqE6GVhLBaqzwgy1IOsB-ZOkMEtNwSI/s320/mms_picture_1+%282%29.jpg" border="0" /></a> She also <strong>loves </strong>to be chased around the house, especially by her Daddy! He will jump out around corners to scare her and she will start running the other way and laughs so hard that she just falls down and squeals when he catches her. I have noticed she will walk towards me sometimes during the day and look at me with this big grin and turn around and run, trying to get me to chase her. </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br />One other thing she does that cracks me up is when she stands on her head. She will look back between her legs and start laughing at anyone who will pay attention to her! I really need to get on a routine of posting at night after she goes to bed. She changes so much from day to day and I want to remember these silly little things she does!<br /><div><div><br /><p><img style="border: 0px none;" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" align="left" /></p></div></div></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-32760856324730768492010-09-25T20:42:00.001-04:002010-09-25T20:43:01.530-04:0013 Months<p>Wow baby girl, your 13 months old (well, technically 13 months and 2 weeks since I'm late on this post). Time continues to fly by and I really wish I could find a way to make it slow down. This has been a exciting month as far as personality and developmental changes go... here's what you've been up to:<br /></p><ul><li>You are now in size 5 diapers in both the Target and Pampers brand.</li><br /><li>You wear size 18 month clothes for the most part, but some size 24 month shirts seem to fit you without being too big.</li><br /><li>You can now say 4 words: Dada, mama, kitty kitty (sounds like <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">kkk</span>...<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">kkk</span>) and Liza (sounds like '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">iza</span>')</li><br /><li>You have 6 teeth on the bottom and 5 teeth on the top. It seems like you have been drooling a lot here lately but I haven't seen any teeth trying to come through.</li><br /><li>At the beginning of the month you were doing great with your naps but over the past week you have been only sleeping for around 30 minutes during your morning nap and sometimes wont even take a afternoon nap.</li><br /><li>You still sleep 12 hours straight every night.</li><br /><li>You sleep with your seahorse but your favorite '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">lovie</span>' is a small blanket that has a stuffed <a href="http://www.etsy.com/transaction/32958451">animal</a> attached to it. You usually hold onto it when you sleep and here lately you have started carrying it around the house with you!</li><br /><li>You had your first ear infection this month. We thought something was wrong because you kept waking up in the middle of the night and then the next night you woke up with a fever.</li><br /><li>Like always, you are a great eater! You will eat anything I give you. Your Daddy and I took you to Olive Garden a few weeks ago and you ate some lettuce, onions and tomato and then had some of my spaghetti and a few pieces of bread.</li><br /><li>Your biggest change over the past month is you have learned how to walk! You walk everywhere now, only crawling every now and then.</li><br /><li>Just within the past week you have started bringing things to me and you get the biggest smile on your face when I tell you thank you. When I'm unloading the dishwasher you will stand beside it and grab 1 piece of silverware at a time and hand it to me. You have tried grabbing plates as well but it's hard for you to get those out. You are already my little helper!</li><br /><li>Not only do you like unloading the dishwasher but you love to splash in the water that puddles up on top of the bowls. Sometimes I will get a cup and keep pouring water back on top of the bowl so you can keep playing!</li><br /><li>One thing that constantly keeps me on my toes is your obsession over the trash can. You always walk over to it and try to pull stuff out of it. You get mad when I tell you no.</li><br /><li>You have also learned to drink out of a straw this month. When I first gave you a cup with a straw you didn't know what to do with it, but in only 2 days you had it figured out! Now you will walk around the apartment with it, drinking as you walk! I keep it filled up with water and leave it out for you to drink whenever you're thirsty.</li></ul><p>Here are some of my favorite pictures of you from this past month!</p><p align="center">You love to go to the playground here at the apartments and swing! It won't be long until your playing on the playground!</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521008544023409106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-4QDki31Om7S2nW6SD5JAIIyYXAbrtSCkgvNH3cPiBZrRd04GkWexzOMv_L3FC7pafYkbMAO6ovNiARF1x2QUIkWichDmWlEpBHRn7Qu10Ae-R2tlLB_j2rApXrlw7Q_VNLnEfhnRvI/s320/SDC11802.JPG" /> <div align="center">Pretty smile :)</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521008544895890578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb7R_JPjdRTnYMR39ijhcp-5NWXLUtdjJ-RiWOcK47GTxPQmEF-YxtVWHOpLtkCUdJARj00cmjVxQHJeZTahvOMn82MlfTFXhsWYpUkSfchK4iT0iEHVHD4j3Z6PcpPBCqBF4NQl8g8hg/s320/SDC11814.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">My pretty girl in her first tutu!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521008608111738322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZisLtHT8K6NwG0W8MyMuZo23U8bJlm9u70F4eXI596amU-rlge778MmKYLPTo-30S8QINf0eD5gd9zW6RFWMHDPIxUtCgdu493MrEN2CTbp-1yDnv4J02hXSnRUiK4k_yHyHKDz1Ng-M/s320/SDC11838.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Cutie pie</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521009772788445362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX958Myg1DwXeVX7MsSprAKmDy8MtYVKHPy8VASAo7dpqLZ404zGLloFxMuzcVg-mmIkSF7vRCXgHh5YqAiy4-u1URxf413mSPOKZKgVUG1YiGRwVkxKvRsyWCoXKgRDH48GErdqEAVF8/s320/SDC11841.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Daddy gave you a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">mohawk</span> in the tub!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521008558348042802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf-HjEJpjq_VWXSK4NcsssqimWFIlfhG-sJNq6E48wQ8macA5z1rGVbZj4Fr7CeyYAMCx1kBy1etFin_NyIK3nMO4wMzB280wOENHxN8PZcElzuldRS4PusBIIDy0W_bBUeik5pPOYeZU/s320/SDC11829.JPG" />You really are changing everyday and while we have had our challenging days, the good times more than make up for it! Your Daddy and I love you sweet girl!<br /><br />Love,<br />Mommy<br /><br /><br /><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-46022375283288765972010-08-26T10:14:00.000-04:002010-08-26T10:14:12.136-04:00Our routine at 12 months<p>When Kaylee was 8 months old I did a <a href="http://miss-kaylee-ann.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-back-on-routine.html">post</a> about the schedule Kaylee and I had got on for the usual days when we hang out around the house. I was looking back on it just the other day and it's crazy to think how much things can change in just 4 months. So here is our usual day to day routine at 12 months:</p><p>7:30 am: Wake up, Kaylee goes in her highchair and eats her Cheerios while I check email, etc... then she gets either yogurt or I fix her a bagel with cream cheese, then she usually will only drink part of her milk in her <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">sippy</span> cup</p><p>8:00 am: Play time</p><p>8:45 am: Finish the rest of her milk</p><p>9:00 am: Nap time ( I will either catch up with things on the computer, watch <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">tv</span>, clean up around the house or just take a nap)</p><p>11:00 am: Kaylee wakes up and we usually play in her room</p><p>12:00 pm: Lunch time</p><p>12:30 pm: Play time (I'm usually chasing her around the house making sure she doesn't get into anything!)</p><p>1:30 pm: Nap time... this nap has been <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">unpredictable</span> here lately, she goes down so easily in the morning but in the afternoons she will sometimes fight sleep quite a bit!</p><p>3:00 pm: Kaylee wakes up and we play in her room (if I need to run errands this is usually the best time to do that)</p><p>5:00 pm: Supper time, just like at breakfast time, she usually won't finish her milk so I will save it for later</p><p>6:00 pm: Bath time (if it's bath night) or playtime</p><p>6:30 pm: Finish <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">sippy</span> cup</p><p>7:30-8:00 pm: Read a book and then time for bed</p><p>She was on a schedule of going to bed right at 7:00 but here lately it seems like she goes down a lot easier if we wait until 7:30 or 8:00. Her naps really are all over the place as far as the length of the nap goes. A good nap for her is usually around 2 hours. She is so active that I usually can't get anything done while she is awake because I'm following her around, making sure she doesn't get into anything, so her nap times are <strong>very </strong>important to me just so that I can catch a break and get some things done! I'm sure within the next few months (or maybe even sooner) she will cut back to one nap a day... and I am <strong>not</strong> looking forward to that!<br /></p><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-36737689698138549812010-08-25T08:37:00.000-04:002010-08-25T08:37:16.232-04:00My Poor Baby<div>I knew this would happen at some point, I'm so glad we managed to go a year without Kaylee getting sick, but last Thursday, I knew something was wrong. She is usually pretty much happy all of the time but she started getting really fussy and would hold her ears and scream when she would sit in her highchair and eat. <p>She did this on Thursday and Friday but on Saturday she quit grabbing her ears but was still fussy. She didn't have a fever and was still sleeping great at night so I thought it might be just pain from teething. On Sunday night, for the first time since she was 3 months old, I had to get up with her at night. She woke up at 12 am, 4 am and then again at 6 am. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Every time</span> she woke up I just had to go in and pick her up for maybe a minute and lay her back down. She felt cold (she always pushes her blanket off of her) so I thought maybe she just kept waking up because of that.</p><p>On Monday night things definitely went downhill. Kaylee was up several times and instead of holding her for just a minute, Daniel had to sit in the glider with her so that she would fall back to sleep. At 4 am we noticed she felt very hot so I decided to check her temperature... it was up to 103.6 so I gave her some medicine and she fell back to sleep. She woke up a little later and was very sweaty and cold so at least her fever had went down. I was able to call the doctors office and get her in around lunch time. Her usual doctor wasn't there but we ended up seeing the first doctor she saw when we took her in a few days after bringing her home from the hospital. We were in the same room that we were in the first time too. It brought back memories of how small she was and reminded me of just how much I miss my 'little' baby.</p><p align="center">Her hair was a mess from sweating the fever out!</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509324986980835698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEXTPIQPB-y74_fjKdm9t1cNJGBJdYGwj4at-AZ1GTClkfOfutnE8Wd7092WDo-LSWqjbYmT8ErYNmmtAoVNKlPkaLvKOQw7cG_1XOb84lqjdeoa_9NZyfMZtXHsegBcCS16g0SBnXWYE/s320/kaylee12months1.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509324979919935490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYcEPGhIu_UnXKTRbKKKVXzjGKaf5urZTa_y1uD0iFCA7Xi8lSxk0khRz_YJjEZYUbA1UqsCEh_iWID8LEjGXQYHb2lgAw3Anz01cr0iypPpPvEXMLdxjEdFPekrfnjJbRV77iA2PNsb4/s320/kaylee12months.jpg" /></p><p>The doctor said she definitely had a ear infection but luckily it was only in one ear (her left ear). We got her prescription and made the long drive back to Charlotte. I was afraid that after only having 2 doses of the antibiotic, we would have another long night. Usually I can just lay her down in bed and she doesn't fuss much, if any at all. But last night it took a hour to get her to sleep. I had to eventually just pick her up and sit in the glider with her until she fell asleep. She woke up as I put her back in bed so I ran out the door and she went right back to sleep!</p><p>She slept a little later than usual this morning so hopefully she is finally getting some rest and feeling a little better. We had her 1 year photo session on Saturday and I could tell that she wasn't feeling that great. We will be going to meet with the photographer at a different location in September to get some more shots. Hopefully she will be back to her usual, happy self, and we will get some big smiles at her next session!</p><br /><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-40781509353131285492010-08-21T13:31:00.000-04:002010-08-21T13:31:34.619-04:00Kaylee's Gatlinburg Birthday/ Mini VacationOn Wednesday afternoon, August 11<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>, Daniel, Kaylee and I drove up to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gatlinburg</span> to meet Kaylee's Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle, Great Grandma & Great Uncle (all of my family). We didn't get there until almost 7:30 pm so we unpacked everything and let Kaylee play with everyone for a little while. Since we finally had babysitters, Daniel and I walked next door to Calhoun's Steakhouse to have a nice quiet dinner... finally!<br /><br />After we went out to eat we went to a local grocery store to pick up some milk and juice for Kaylee before heading back to the condo. It was weird going somewhere just the two of us and being able to actually talk! <br /><br />The morning of Kaylee's birthday my mom fixed everyone breakfast at the condo and then we all took turns getting ready and playing with Kaylee. Before going to the aquarium we went to eat at No Way Jose's for all the August birthdays (Kaylee-12<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>, Mom-17<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>, Daniel & I-26<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>). We told our server that it was Kaylee's birthday so he brought out the sombrero for her to wear but didn't sing because we didn't want Kaylee to freak out!<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507491679487579522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGzjkKkg0gBtU2irqDM4QTFmZmeEYgoUBiPVyN1fVzkkYicv-HqWWu_VP_EZGGL3_n750lmz87mpNU7n_nVKSM6xErFZTM5WU-VrNd1tJAswB7e6Pcx7rs7LQHTae22mywwMyWDWgBibY/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(233).JPG" /><br />After we finished eating I remembered I had forgot Kaylee's <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">sippy</span> cup and milk at the condo so Daniel and I went to get it while everyone else pushed Kaylee in her stroller up to the aquarium. While they were waiting on us, Kaylee managed to convince my Mom to take her to the gift shop and buy her a stuffed animal (when we walked into the gift shop I pointed at a turtle and told Daniel that Kaylee would love it... that turtle was actually what my Mom had already picked out).<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYTEViju6xFX-0mc2SvDXWKfdQZ7kF2Z9mjAg_irX99v8_s_HUMp0hYQ3_oTYJ7DVI4CxwZXOHYQ1umdsHhd432rZlOVvvsCGs0RlqrKmzViGFBmk9Fhj0XMRkhzOUMW9w6mRlH59YdPM/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(228).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507555250880597522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYTEViju6xFX-0mc2SvDXWKfdQZ7kF2Z9mjAg_irX99v8_s_HUMp0hYQ3_oTYJ7DVI4CxwZXOHYQ1umdsHhd432rZlOVvvsCGs0RlqrKmzViGFBmk9Fhj0XMRkhzOUMW9w6mRlH59YdPM/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(228).JPG" /></a> As soon as we escaped the gift shop we took her out of her stroller to see if she would walk...<br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507550077987351170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDMjeZjSSPWPA28QMNPlYFaCAKUfCzQf7ZklA0NUVNJzqY4X9pnveJLnvquKk4Ub18UQcz5ncgS_GcMkwXrkETLFIgEWQaQ_z-urUlGr-7hDq0wcM-UvNYlKVGWkPdv-O7i6I2mCyo8gs/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(299).jpg" /></div><div>This didn't last long so we started taking turns carrying her. This is the first family picture we have taken since Christmas... I didn't realize it until looking back through older pictures. It's something we <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">definitely</span> need to do more often!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507491670994036722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQGsT0G2NwPGAgmQKEJxUXhNQr1BvlV_WKFPQdTgIs66If0BbvmNaKncUK1QUXX4AcUbT6DfdspW9SBDdF4zlKxC-Vq6fauKTnB_Zk4eXpSCxxLFmUxWr1Hvq038MarcRlvO7DAlPP8a8/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(307).jpg" /></div><div>There were some exhibits where I don't think Kaylee could see the fish too well, but in the picture below, there was a room with a glass wall and the tank was well lit so you could see all of the fish. Kaylee loved pointing at all of the fish!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4gtzTQrpseCC7bmXYpicGDEy7iLCkDqK0vQPanDlA56ikAuXnjKxmqAoWn7WckB5Ntb2DUUA4b8QcraRfY8ldB8oqM4riWXb7He0F6jwR1j-H-W8-RudKK42H1sv4KMfLgTailZ7wblU/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(184).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507555244150296418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4gtzTQrpseCC7bmXYpicGDEy7iLCkDqK0vQPanDlA56ikAuXnjKxmqAoWn7WckB5Ntb2DUUA4b8QcraRfY8ldB8oqM4riWXb7He0F6jwR1j-H-W8-RudKK42H1sv4KMfLgTailZ7wblU/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(184).JPG" /></a>Baby & Daddy!<br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507555229800166146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpU5mHAOE4WgZItOeqcBXgN5MOEwsnqb9fzn3n2D_pxBmRq-Bu4uS5qrIbkcgyBELSIfIaADfOFvDm2rhuuffCYh4eM2bz0KceYHiHNjcmJVHqxWRlycJoR6gxSSJ32bqmoO36ddKFZHE/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(191).JPG" /></div><div align="center">About half way through, Kaylee started getting sleepy but still stayed in a good mood!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507555218062749954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJu3UDzgleGmb-ODW8EzN-8uBXUkJGJ163Ya2TK-r_td6ZArFy4gISDZbt8yoA3-gfdPAgHJjgqSXvfpWwFxc-ju1PJn36n8VnPqAU3idXWTFHiJUKYptWu9Ka-FWNeY16ab2b4YArWeQ/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(105).JPG" /></div><div>I <strong>love </strong>this picture... it's just so sweet!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507550066034338754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtkI_sWTwCSM4FEoAeT6971HJDN87OA2HTRfrTwNeeBgg4wSEaDK-8K3SWZlJqaobRyvZDHa9seH-B8Dov9kq0GOKpNQN5lbTN-xJ8WNTEEwkRhkzU85llZDCjba68Yjx-GwA2rFdSasU/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(273).jpg" /></div><div>I'm not sure why, but Kaylee kept trying to lean around and look at Daniel's face... she just kept laughing!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507550066990924754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZZSmtFL5Jk-E51ZUYY2pBh7-1eoGAm9o5Y3uXbqHSGgW6kgqioiPI7NTisnsDuld5SSWX2qpTf33NxkAgTGpQLDXcucC2w4r_8aiFD46WK7eWJrCaQHtWAcYILU0Fu-_3H_cOA-Etdmw/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(275).jpg" /></div><div>When she did get fussy, we just tried to feed her to the sharks... poor kid, she has no idea what's behind her!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507550057580751618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJFpe3-RPvJg05BjpheZg13wjRwVDIFshw8R6ezn6UTQYcJzjbd8o47VZ9iIMhH183ed9LxurY_d-PmKUIHDboyObk3G8zV19xuTHXQdajS3Oo-J7N5yGUZ77H5AFGHvm1KXzF9oS2vhg/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(272).JPG" /></div><div>She paid more attention to the rock than the fish behind her!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507491657624465474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihoyyY81np3ERIfpCyUx7qqk_NBiTdcOi6r0SZ7wWWiVJ5DLL8xR5TSjbfAXcBSwAvr3zBEeOHp4-wyhXA00-8HqJKwE5SUR3qJgHdA8chvXSVhlcoOU4DAGQzyiCA61GF3TC5klHRq2M/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(218).JPG" /></div><div>I love her smile in this picture... and you can see that mean old tooth(molar) that had been bugging her so much! </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507491635730834194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpXr2_ha0wpK7YrYMa9Gc3mGUIB82zBR_Nnm4UNZ3AfD6f_4g1ghP5sWbXgIkSqG6nftB1ZOXzZe7n27x46MR-W_8sBy_VG7kPE-wlmmELKrQHtzDzPUfMMHvj_dp0KNbuSXc3SqVf_-w/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(305).jpg" /></div><div>She loved the jellyfish!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507487103064771234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEo3NK7zlg0Ne02iVWrZAoApX0Df_s_PQDLvkaiIYb9j5TR50KEcp44Z0MGvDvucall3MaNhWiOXYdgUr_s-H88A2SFAsHyuQUgVU5Nv6wPcm3777pR64OXLlk9EyzTrfPFY9Y1rxrsF4/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(117).JPG" /></div><div align="left">One of Kaylee's favorite parts of the aquarium was this tunnel that only had a few black lights in it so that the paintings on the walls would glow. We set her down and were deciding who was going to go in with her and the next thing we know, she is crawling in by herself! She even found her way out on the other side. We let her keep going through the tunnel and Daniel went in and go this picture of her (since I couldn't see what she was doing). She would crawl until she got to the point where it was almost too dark to see us, turn around and smile and then keep crawling!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507487094094142130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwIzKe5QrFEyPmDw-PgidtIFmBCr7BcE45elcz4yEInW9mmGsG2eLTTWfSh_DeCF80Z1occAeDhyphenhyphen3XPHLpf6x6nIzHdTcZyx3A9RjCPDnxAlNd7JDKCw4Dv0HYlvyh7eHvkOFnDI3Sd94/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(114).JPG" /></div><div align="center">I think this is the best candid picture I have of Kaylee and Daniel. I just love how it looks like she is trying to explain something to him!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507487110615993890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6dC3FDDAnbfTRqJAK2LJSNuwK1SMt9V44nqR6V_VqBQR1dJJcmS6NBqfG8cxOAxyIMaBVsUyCnbjDqWkaJ1G4Boeyqj9cXpu871dVLUVCg8P_LZft1VnQKZBVaO3HUW2qFGqH859SHRY/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(266).jpg" /></div><div>Grandma & Kaylee checking out the fish</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507480709933583218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii6VXCMM1OwFZI_mlygAqjWS_wk0UEO4cJsCj-5nlSCLAI6dSJG_DD-au4IjaIDEZ-nHkLQiR1V-c18UEESB3gyCO88cYz8jghxT3LaLVrbgKBA3DPojq_HYBwQojRT7F_q2FG1woHlhM/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(93).JPG" /></div><div align="left">One of her other favorite parts of the aquarium was the penguin exhibit. They had a tunnel that went through the water and then at the center of the tunnel you could stand up in the middle of where all the penguins were! These pictures remind me of how much she is growing up...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTBcsMK4kp9uNeMaMoOj_yqfYXzMU4lUlyJDML3nnR7VwcCaa7ExxwdM8XwhTU-zuDFoD4S_KsXTIWhCvwaHe3wQGzbAlTP5H2qD-CNKaW1hSmyMru_d9Rg80c57yJLeZHLV7kGzCwQ7Y/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(240).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507555235687839410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTBcsMK4kp9uNeMaMoOj_yqfYXzMU4lUlyJDML3nnR7VwcCaa7ExxwdM8XwhTU-zuDFoD4S_KsXTIWhCvwaHe3wQGzbAlTP5H2qD-CNKaW1hSmyMru_d9Rg80c57yJLeZHLV7kGzCwQ7Y/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(240).JPG" /></a>Looking back at her Grandma... I think she thought it was funny that she went in there by herself! <div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8C7IoTVGjQS6HVeQCsX_lJ1ytUA-Cc1TUKA4syY4UHytxKqDntd0hm_uXFGdkOVtFuF0ThNyLCNIYaUmZhME9XS3fBuYDo51Jsu-uDC0ifaHWKJHTl7ptixOpyHievTyZSyYmTE00VcQ/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(244).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507550041623928674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8C7IoTVGjQS6HVeQCsX_lJ1ytUA-Cc1TUKA4syY4UHytxKqDntd0hm_uXFGdkOVtFuF0ThNyLCNIYaUmZhME9XS3fBuYDo51Jsu-uDC0ifaHWKJHTl7ptixOpyHievTyZSyYmTE00VcQ/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(244).JPG" /></a>My baby girl... playing with the big kids!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIDUYtHyRytNz6yTykE6-J5fDMqrn93K5hTorALtaH0dykk8JqHWmLdWFZaC-BlE6FyBqdR31oz9fz5C3YeGJu2JV-O6WABphamc3rStAC31Hr22Ab5AvSITxfUClsQTq79P5W914ylE/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(242).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507491686712272658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIDUYtHyRytNz6yTykE6-J5fDMqrn93K5hTorALtaH0dykk8JqHWmLdWFZaC-BlE6FyBqdR31oz9fz5C3YeGJu2JV-O6WABphamc3rStAC31Hr22Ab5AvSITxfUClsQTq79P5W914ylE/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(242).JPG" /></a> <div><div align="left">After we finished up at the aquarium we went back to the condo to let Kaylee take a nap while I setup her birthday party. Unfortunately Daniel had to leave late that night so that he could take care of some things back home in NC on Friday.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Friday morning we had breakfast and just spent time hanging out at the condo. It was so hot and humid outside that we didn't want Kaylee to be out in the heat too much. We went out to eat for lunch and the walked a little ways down the main road in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gatlinburg</span> but decided to turn around and head back to the condo so that Kaylee could cool down. Later that afternoon Kaylee's Grandma & Great Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bubba</span> decided to take her swimming. Kaylee <strong>loves </strong>the pool and was splashing and kicking, but she always tries to put her face under the water. I really need to find someone to give her swimming lessons. I know most of the time for the younger ages it's usually the mother who goes to the swimming <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">lessons</span> with the baby but I don't know that I can handle it. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Every time</span> she is in the pool I almost have a heart attack because I'm so afraid she is going to get choked when she goes under!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdNh7udiWffGK-iRA2px1ROsyK3D922rpndBCedRg9fdtP1wZpG1WzJw1ah6bP5uhI3kkEqFc5Dmh7-y-FJs4xaOnWzLcVs6I65KYAffygRMYSzIAW2kpiJLPIP4gKhuEw4m6q7muzZ0/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(180).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507487124695515298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdNh7udiWffGK-iRA2px1ROsyK3D922rpndBCedRg9fdtP1wZpG1WzJw1ah6bP5uhI3kkEqFc5Dmh7-y-FJs4xaOnWzLcVs6I65KYAffygRMYSzIAW2kpiJLPIP4gKhuEw4m6q7muzZ0/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(180).JPG" /></a>View from our balcony<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfYV84HIL_1AY2lxBlA4GCmiBhzFij4bUJnKg7VRzWPpSecv1L3mG_9VacVFSPXpYEUHZTkr9NEIpFo82JQkxRwR6LtAA9YGlIwMAiCm06XMaRPo0RQlvRtwzAhaIh8faydAfavmKjW08/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(167).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507487117143463666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfYV84HIL_1AY2lxBlA4GCmiBhzFij4bUJnKg7VRzWPpSecv1L3mG_9VacVFSPXpYEUHZTkr9NEIpFo82JQkxRwR6LtAA9YGlIwMAiCm06XMaRPo0RQlvRtwzAhaIh8faydAfavmKjW08/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(167).JPG" /></a> <div><div align="left">After swimming Kaylee took a nap and my Mom, my Uncle and I went to a camping store while my Grandma stayed at the condo with Kaylee. Then after supper we all went walking down the road to look at all of the stores. We found a place to stop and rest where a group had setup to play music. It was finally starting to cool off and was nice to be able to just relax and listen to the music. We headed back to the condo because Kaylee was starting to get tired. I decided to drive back to NC that night because it's much easier when Kaylee just sleeps the whole way and I don't have to stop. These last few pictures are from earlier in the day. I was the first time Kaylee wore that dress and it just looked too cute on her!<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS90OZsy0IGBa8KJ1tXU7yslj7277z4CGBkMV2o7OuJaBAoBWsrxpUVB_5XgGdFpA7cYphV3XqVZqFQmlPnhk36S6k4zrO9Ovx_oKid1HfP7NtO1-ChLtbTeDsoPf1WIR7omcys7NnQUY/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(172).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507480700072304610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS90OZsy0IGBa8KJ1tXU7yslj7277z4CGBkMV2o7OuJaBAoBWsrxpUVB_5XgGdFpA7cYphV3XqVZqFQmlPnhk36S6k4zrO9Ovx_oKid1HfP7NtO1-ChLtbTeDsoPf1WIR7omcys7NnQUY/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(172).JPG" /></a>Kisses for Grandma<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW53DGxlgg6MGdNevXzIPZkQl9L2QiZx1cZZGrqMXGWVuUMweyl24di-DIg4VRE-7yuH-vh6RAKnEYLKAGv-Z-C3nI91RjxcSztKNBSbE3KZFD_Rmo9tVk0fR7wfiSV-M360STg0Gr9Es/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(11).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507480694588076722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW53DGxlgg6MGdNevXzIPZkQl9L2QiZx1cZZGrqMXGWVuUMweyl24di-DIg4VRE-7yuH-vh6RAKnEYLKAGv-Z-C3nI91RjxcSztKNBSbE3KZFD_Rmo9tVk0fR7wfiSV-M360STg0Gr9Es/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(11).JPG" /></a> Mommy's big girl!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQzUtu2ke8UFYvqXxSfOySEvZ-FByaiNVl8F_oEskDYssUaCUCxC9xW-Sm6tzoNOqUzhT7IWaPHDctOx7RwcPqOWTf3C9MMI991siwLQLEkOUssm5ejKaTm6oI5sKko4PkzlWNz7lqrXo/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(15).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507480685580567746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQzUtu2ke8UFYvqXxSfOySEvZ-FByaiNVl8F_oEskDYssUaCUCxC9xW-Sm6tzoNOqUzhT7IWaPHDctOx7RwcPqOWTf3C9MMI991siwLQLEkOUssm5ejKaTm6oI5sKko4PkzlWNz7lqrXo/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(15).JPG" /></a> My sweet baby<br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TgPLhvzwwZcxeI7SrEyBPJA5aHNuXFjw9Kb84GfaM-Wc_PqkMXiA4DgFSSlthKhbnVeSnsHdmKRdFjsVZ0-FF4YKJOZ7cPy_S2qXtvLYeiKi17tU1QhTiZpAYoeoHLS5JLjzRak9sP0/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(6).jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507480675455485858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TgPLhvzwwZcxeI7SrEyBPJA5aHNuXFjw9Kb84GfaM-Wc_PqkMXiA4DgFSSlthKhbnVeSnsHdmKRdFjsVZ0-FF4YKJOZ7cPy_S2qXtvLYeiKi17tU1QhTiZpAYoeoHLS5JLjzRak9sP0/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(6).jpg" /></a>We had a great time while we were in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gatlinburg</span>. I'm looking forward to taking her to the beach next spring or summer(hopefully) for the first time and hopefully our vacation can last a little longer!<br /><br /><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-12483562555895980432010-08-17T21:07:00.000-04:002010-08-17T21:09:25.643-04:001st Birthday Party!It was 5:30 before we got started with the party and Kaylee was getting fussy because she was hungry! Before my Uncle got back with the pizza we decided to go ahead and let Kaylee open two of her presents. She got a tent with a tunnel and a bunch of plastic balls to make a mini ball pit from her Grandma and Grandpa. I think if she only got the pack of balls for her birthday she would've been happy!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">She loved tearing up the paper!</div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506526848883429810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGlH5Bqys6XVa4jKAUZ0J3ATy9TIOg7MjxzgHdEdQbssSOQSczK3NU_N07ZHcqCS08jSEezT7XtZGMfAlEjPWl0-p09xhijDqkGjER-GCdeba-EWRz1ufVJTA7Xm14kFkDQ_G7tKspbak/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(62).JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Reading the card on the present from Mommy & Daddy</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506530365733570450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHTHHTWgQWKMbX_L04VehGFm3H9erC1olMlGO12mYKlMKn6CVvHSyp3Zla_9N-_Q_WYpieOo1yAEW7z1QVvQ0_UVyAQ154aIOC6a-irC8pv0AaWbCg472I1qDRDb_qWI6fLXuIiDQt_fc/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(145).JPG" /> Her little cupcake hair <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">clippie</span> I had made for her birthday!<br /><div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506526839620772738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimptpubR-kFGJ862hkyvNuRFE_kDjp7HN1ruQUIox9p-qyaxcPM5RitfoyCbzK68kZ_SWaN9n9sMK009YImrvIGZZEHRdGWOx9NkLN-jJmLcDLCCGUe9jNehCUrcScuruauQC73RYnulY/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(64).JPG" /></div><div align="center">She wasn't sure what to do with the cake so she pulled out the licorice antennas first!</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506522349174033442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59voNk71DiHgALA0lSA0cL_x99yALubqamirxQosaNb-f6WkXpC8fRdfUIn97Pn4NnC6mHdgdtJZApFxuHTueAPzj_Tf36kz6av0U0DKsvbQ9a2fTn2B_L18lMcLIxiwE7lGYkZZ9Emw/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(70).JPG" /></div><div align="center">She didn't think they tasted all that great...</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506522341147739410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuO3te6EXpVSjs1emTn8PeJtOemJkdGfzJC_XZHMfp5KBWjWCWNcW8cm_wgwrzoWZAHEXQekLwP-2OdzEITX_oNQi5sxlYcoxSVVc99JT_H57IF7EYQFwHj29h-vRLURkD6VTSR-W0V4M/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(46).jpg" /></div><div align="center">Then she pulled the eyes off and started pulling off the spots!</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506522365559131474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1VvnXKymO5VM2icbnUoz49GLuVgjzppAHOlZ3jNiwVYWoswImaOi9W_Xqu2bfCTxVsAH6RVURnVsj1fO5j8UMwqRUI7_i__ooO0TjffFIahYJsSsbLygeWniWr9LV30iOsH_ZeXnuji0/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(56).JPG" /></div><div align="center">At first she only played with the icing but she finally got the hang out it when we helped her dig into the cake!</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506526834096986258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNlV0nBmRE0iCuWJ0jMr-aFdvChs_UeUebrf6dph-Nh4K0r_cHpPK-fzEiaAzoP162R9WAjuh8DWhTB6Q5wXJDvB0yoCnx6gs2d9Z_KdXujeSX2Pr0FvxMza51XKx-osung0rIhqKYWW0/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(38).JPG" /></div><div align="center">"Mommy, I have made a mess!"</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506526825652831314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfx9LStSIpPS8zGUt7vJuEzna_cBEQ0TNYv8UlIC1-31SAGWfjWPhMbloc2xmsqbY3MKBOmcLc_MneaSiCF0lfYyKmmzjAZe17leMUmTzHHn2e4WptMM9KgP6fiCYJtkDdRi5h02bJ4G4/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(21).JPG" /></div><div align="center">"But that's <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span>... it tastes good!"</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506522362553040386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyYPXIPkSXKjl3ouWhXR7F_pBVkt63QVLswJ1ncYN8qurfFzTue5yPXypa09iXhBqjaLjjQDhjAmjhfNgOF-kumf-KoYQy6sLR0a94P1Zxb2Zzh1GknbaGmSdQC8ZLyJIxtEcgnCYbfPI/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(24).JPG" /></div><div align="center">Someone is having a sugar rush!</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506522353816598546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA8GfNLPeuzWyGm8u6wlr8ijgZxOjrgh1CMhjKekmXT5Qs22Lf6JjXAn7Nzrpxcp1F64qwB6FrIBMh4OdtnfWh34aiQFyTU553_FabRYBfD4NkH_PdhvXNX__pfYo2xwj_GqLTRTp4R3g/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(30).JPG" /></div><div align="left">After she finished her smash cake we realized she was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">definitely</span> going to need a bath before opening the rest of her gifts! So once she got cleaned up and into party outfit #2, she got back to work on opening her presents!</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div align="center">Trying to pull the bow off her step stool. I love seeing pictures of her standing up... it reminds me of just how fast she is growing!</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506528953365871906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qz0MyungOk-wYEIWrt2Vw42iSfgZvVwY4hSxah8XCagtBg-QkZkLgeShYrKRzXxS4R4TL15NfdT0hbpNZxg0e8IIBTi-4_4XfJY5ju7pq2eMhxKRXO_1gl1AhkY6yQ1sJEqyPg-MLio/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(292).JPG" /></div><div align="center">Checking out the dragonfly blanket her Great Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bubba</span> got her!</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506528946476010402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGFfRQ8nuSrWTvB6LXtM4iqAHwwm64raoVwq3W0uODngIYwJEvXia8CmGpIkUKHOceBuJtGP_tYGgEXlqKt021KrwUalyaktO_2lBy2qS-co_9zrEajC96YfY_dz2ACAhbKhifajmXm98/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(141).JPG" /></div><div align="center">Trying to do the splits on top of her present! This picture cracks me up... and don't worry, Daniel was sitting right behind her in case she started to fall... but she <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">actually</span> just sat there for a while!</div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506528918978082882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGrmGf-FUBA-iD805DFh1h_jRh-xPxg9nSzSZ1k82tVXhRERhpoe7mltyY1d8ZLIWHv5bA1Xrguci9d_o9TtSyeHxO4lnFdHLmyicUTxxrht7Vweaj7cbllNst3oLxD7uqm39kl3TodMU/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(287).JPG" />Opening her 'big gift' from Mommy & Daddy</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506528934392897362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSauCviUI7ItU_VnWwCEL4S6XjdVhaxFE1lTXRUQYLBacgA9p91iyZ-V39DoEFfTh7Gmo9ATufi1OXK4HcxoIhzTbHD01N1_oIcEH0lrSA9uBrGL-FGL3xmfji6WD9Ea2C_LYQflp4LmE/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(144).JPG" /></div><div align="center">Reading a card... I love how she crosses her feet!</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506528926468258786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqaCFy3_6pT-iJre9ytSNJUKnj2iT5yZ7f6nCNHiFvDg29VIOEefUHDlhqciK28dupP13Z3k-sAHsol-PPhnR5Sc0BFJ3r9rcrb__pooBJjRoxQ5iTnOwR6NWazLnXn3zjCcrCuQyvXF8/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(157).JPG" /></div><div align="left">So after the party Daniel and I got all of Kaylee's gifts together to load in the car. In between trips he decided to take our miniature dachshund, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Remi</span>, out to go potty. He told me that while he was out by the woods he heard something moving around but didn't see anything and just came back inside. We went to make our last trip to the car and as soon as we started walking through the parking lot, I looked up and saw the bear digging Kaylee's birthday trash out of the dumpster! We stood there and watched him and called my mom to have everyone else come outside to look. They grabbed their cameras and got this picture: </div><div align="center"></div><div> </div><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506545876985384610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcN6KmBS5Xg1TkEsg-busnZSTfxZ8baNwcnH8HFZvI6leIXw87glxfnMpbRVU6zIrE_dmQTM27ymy1xyvVGTMpMAoYlzEpx094jKEz0UD3BJGEagt6ETDXhDdt1Qz_XMRfXwbQITfciuI/s320/bear.jpg" /> <div align="left">He only got into the bag that my mom took down and ate the 1/2 of the smash cake that Kaylee didn't eat! He didn't tear up the cardboard cake board that the cake was on and he ate everything except for the licorice antennas! Who knew bears were picky eaters?</div><div> </div><div align="left">That was a great way to end Kaylee's birthday and will be a funny story that we will tell her when she grows up. Overall it was a great party and Kaylee got to, most importantly, spend time with family that she doesn't get to see often enough. Now I can take a break from party planning for a few months before I do this all over again and stress over what theme to do and what decorations to use!<br /></div><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p></div></div></div><br /></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-64988053549340830292010-08-17T14:19:00.000-04:002010-08-17T14:19:01.234-04:00Kaylee's Lady Bug Party DecorationsAfter going through over 300 pictures that were taken while in Gatlinburg for Kaylee's birthday party, I realized I was going to have to break the posts down into 3 different categories: the decorations, the party and then one just going over everything we did while we were there.<br /><br />Here's your warning in advance... these 3 posts (especially the party and misc post) will be filled with a ridiculous amount of pictures! I'm not even joking... if I had time to put all 300+ pictures on here I probably would have because it was hard to pick out my favorites!<br /><br />Anywho... for the theme this year I decided to go with lady bugs because Kaylee's nickname is 'bug' and it just seemed to fit! We stayed in a condo in Gatlinburg that we've stayed in before so I had an idea of what the room I was going to decorate looked like but honestly, after we walked around all morning, I was wore out and kinda just threw things together! <br /><br />So here are the pictures of all of her decorations and the food... I will try to point out little details on each picture!<br /><br /><div align="center">I made the tissue pom poms before we left and when I got there I had no idea where to put them. My original plan was to have them hanging from the ceiling but those plans changed at the last minute!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506413780921429394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizEI9P9V0EXymfHg31LQtYQUShdE0BjcL1sNfQo_tCPRG6E4r2NoTez5hXZ8sk3gTR9S25M1IUVjTmkZuyCQ3qzoFvOzHJ-80ymgF6dHaBOOs-ZBQZvURsRxCzh_DhC442vLfBFOpQIUk/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(239).JPG" /><br /><div align="center">View of the table... we really kept things simple as far as the food went</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506411568108124034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLpoxAkkGLvSMYkwaX_2WGYIUEHeeo9_WK1bKO_Fsmciy881ZIjHPzBBWFhR1tm8_di80WU3TLlQtJvzEkV1TuBmLXpDEFLYca-iMhPUaU1BRBJ-45LTJfixxbP_gFTcpo9g_rKma9vfY/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(65).jpg" /><br /><div align="center">I <strong>love </strong>her birthday banner that I found on Etsy!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506413784746326450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGAK4Pz_QMxLSEh7UQ5dvbYF1sTys33t-78h3ubmT0Av4V60Jjoopy9-4WCrY7m6ooZMr2sGC8QGI1jBS_UOyzREXguI653YVmnG1FmYhY8iiztIgwcfI5gllFh_ysXeGiBzvAmdPlc1w/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(279).jpg" /><br /><div align="center">The little pieces that went in the flower pots were on Etsy too. The lady bugs are chocolate suckers! I bought the flower pots at Michaels and used a hot glue gun to attach the ribbon. The plate is also from Etsy and I love how it turned out!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506423472930402146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwj7buYfWyoK-hA_qePToBNjZSKl2LhWw2Cxr9Yagq8Pel3NlmODaPTWyOI_w09g2bzCvOAHEQFg-oTrRYunr6m2B_neFISNX_7fR5qfI9FXXUv_I4sCIV4Csi-sPiKINOKoly3VYZxaA/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(246).JPG" /> <div><div align="center">The lady bug cake was adorable! It's made out of red velvet cake and has cream cheese icing. Even the antennas are edible!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506411576176198834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit8osBdSvqJsBh8Bi2r6oTABs-Mq2_TThv_dEfer0lJKQ-H01VR6jCrz0R5we_Z68yF2luuJ0ezk5g2n9rIVlpQdiWyM3rSzECK2-LQoBWK7_DIsFci_TrXW2-_7y5ro2LcnBNZ0Wct7o/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(122).JPG" /></div><div align="center">I almost forgot her candle but found this one at Target just before we left!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506411562972139890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzNsqiYimKfQsYfDtMYsAmvgcFigRBGfq64duZi5mPGNLDdbxSBhOj9rcOiIpv2Yxdg5RE67GVvZJmX5Qi5W970yQsqz4Et4GeOLm09saesOh3I62sF6wR-Ou44sKriqXMJPcI4UKetpc/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(68).jpg" /></div><div align="center">My attempt at making lady bug sugar cookies... they aren't the best looking in the world but were definitely cheaper than having someone else make them. I used vanilla frosting with red food coloring gel and then chocolate chips for the spots. For the head I put chocolate chips in a sandwich bag and melted them, then cut off a corner of the bag and made little ovals (I had to put them in the fridge afterwards to get the chocolate to harden).</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8gnZVcKatKWDZHUnkjMFrOLGemDN-kM3WDTHBs1JJmYkfq0Gu5H2bwyD57ZbhydGhDdETTEYZb6cZPIo0_XPHHgUpmVJ17wFRrkDSNpNlzhyphenhyphenhVnZgr8cr1yOrIL1Orzg3sN5Uf-9DRc8/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(254).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506413771307120066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8gnZVcKatKWDZHUnkjMFrOLGemDN-kM3WDTHBs1JJmYkfq0Gu5H2bwyD57ZbhydGhDdETTEYZb6cZPIo0_XPHHgUpmVJ17wFRrkDSNpNlzhyphenhyphenhVnZgr8cr1yOrIL1Orzg3sN5Uf-9DRc8/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(254).JPG" /></a> I ordered these cupcakes from Lowes Foods (they were so yummy) and then ordered the fondant lady bugs off Etsy. They were too cute!<br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506413756723283154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitMLXM7ayxXmuun4EydYwaECHHSBldQBVPG-7F0MpgBnfKhCD2qWsNcVZfWjlncZ4-ISMf_KQvtA5zs_HaDO8gOYP0YRrgW2g8BhHqRSyxusEbTVmmNufXW-5Vi-66RNAdI1oRwDlGUPQ/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(255).JPG" /></div><div>At first we planned on having lots of fruits and finger foods... then we decided this would be alot easier and well...unhealthy but yummy! There is a pizza place right beside the condos so it was easy to pick up some pizza really quick...and those garlic rolls are delicious!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506411551484051906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoQ6vX4EolKmEy4kG0l4TKQzsQ-4HVx_RulzZIGlwQWHoqEtlnKR3eaZQC3t4BT-bvKR4o5_3niCsjXAaKMAwGICJuL21BM6B9oaWQcUEYtf6-PHAYoX0ke57kCZFZm16DHa2PGkL8NlE/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(132).JPG" /></div><div>Kaylee's present table</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506411553176619698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirxNtQTVrjuBhYaz4LZgGBSoogPettihdwEKcojyxQ_cDpbvtEyD5AV9XzhPJxbfoKVu9UtXZnBEJ479lDXoLHYB_ySdX-XF6ZfTRPxQnC3V4pnQLjF6AZirLjq6iiXcLLHaZAqZ7cOhc/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(126).JPG" /></div><div>A close up of the stool Daniel & I had made for her</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0YBiO93BTr26DuqFRgMBAmnWSh9YaKnOeNI-u2sCZC2z0c3z13wyAQ_1lrm6x5C_Fb0ZcMvh8nSF1FSwwf_oKSROwpjENNavlHzRhtta_VDmwazPBQ597z1_T4y6WnYrLWl_09vG1djM/s1600/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(258).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506413767905112002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0YBiO93BTr26DuqFRgMBAmnWSh9YaKnOeNI-u2sCZC2z0c3z13wyAQ_1lrm6x5C_Fb0ZcMvh8nSF1FSwwf_oKSROwpjENNavlHzRhtta_VDmwazPBQ597z1_T4y6WnYrLWl_09vG1djM/s320/Kaylee's1stBirthday+(258).JPG" /></a> <div><div><div><div><div><div align="left">So that's all of the decorations! I will post the party pictures yet and save the largest post for last!<img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-59529463999256458982010-08-12T07:00:00.009-04:002010-08-12T07:00:09.894-04:0012 Months!!!<div><div>Baby girl... I should be sad today that you are a year old... but I'm not! I'm so happy to celebrate this day with you... it's the day everything in my life changed for the better... the day life had new meaning... and the day I learned what love really is! This past year has went by so fast and even though I had tried to document it as much as possible, I wish I could go back and relive the last year... but I can't... so my goal for the next year is to write even more about the things you do, the way you are changing and what you enjoy. And also to take more pictures and videos so I can remember this time that I will never get back. Days, weeks and months seem to run together, but here is what you have been up to during this final month of your first year:<br /></div><div><br /></div><ul><br /><li>You are <strong>still </strong>in size 4 Target diapers... but I think after we use up what we have, we will switch to size 5. This has been the longest amount of time that you have ever stayed in a diaper size, which is reassuring that now that you're more active, your weight is evening out!</li><br /><li>You wear a size 6 shoe (big foot)... really a size 5 1/2 fits you perfectly but you have no room to grow in that size.</li><br /><li>You still love Liza & Remi and try to pet them all the time.</li><br /><li>You love taking baths and splashing in the water and you also love being in the swimming pool. You still think it's funny to stick your face under the water... the problem is water usually goes up your nose, but after you cough a few times you just laugh about it!</li><br /><li>You are no longer drinking that icky formula! For the past 2 weeks you have been drinking regular (2%) milk and you have done great. I mixed it with 1/2 formula for 3 or 4 days and then switched you to all milk and you didn't seem to notice the difference (or maybe you did because now there is never a drop of milk left)! You still have 8 oz of milk 3 times per day all from a sippy cup (which you just started drinking out of the 12 month and up one) except for your nighttime bottle... which we will stop today...on your birthday!</li><br /><li>Like usual, you do great with eating anything I give you! You will even eat pieces of raw onion!</li><br /><li>You are still crawling around everywhere but I've noticed you have seemed to be crawling less, and walking (while holding onto something) more! You love it when I grab your hands and let you walk around the apartment (I usually just follow you and let you go wherever you want). You are also getting very good at standing by yourself, you can bend over and pick things up without falling and will sometimes stand there and wave your arms and dance!</li><li>You have also started standing up without using anything to pull up on! The first time I saw you do this I was amazed... it just hit me that you were growing up so fast!</li><br /><li>You are wearing mostly 18 month clothes. We still have some 12 month shirts that fit you and you could still fit in 12 month onesies but they were getting a little tight because you are too tall for them.</li><br /><li>You still sleep for at least 12 hours every night. You have started going to bed even earlier than last month... you are usually tired and ready for bed between 6:45 and 7:00... it depends on how long your naps were during the day. Sometimes you stay up until 7:30 or 8:00 but when that happens you usually get pretty fussy.</li><br /><li>It's funny because you are very independent when it comes to sleeping... a lot of times you won't fall asleep while your Daddy or I rock you and we have to lay you down and then you go right to sleep. You also won't take a nap with me. This is probably a good thing because you can sleep on your own but when we travel somewhere we have to make sure you have your own space to sleep.</li><br /><li>You now have 4 teeth on the top and 5 on the bottom (with another one that will break through soon). Your first molar came in and I could tell it was really bothering you. According to charts I have seen, this is early for it to be coming in, but at least you're getting it over with!</li><br /><li>You still get mad and throw a fit when I tell you know, but I think this has got a little better over the past month. You know what 'no' means and if I stop you and make eye contact with you, you will listen.</li><br /><li>You still only say 'dada' and 'mama' but just over the past couple of weeks when I point at the cat (Winston) and say kitty you will say 'kkkkkk...kkkkk" so I think you are trying to get it!</li><br /><li>Just like you were when you were just a month old, you are still a Daddy's girl. When he comes home and you hear him opening the door you will start crawling as fast as you can to meet him!</li><li>You also love it when he throws you up into the air! You get the biggest smile on your face!</li><br /><li>The best news from this past month is... <strong>no more reflux</strong>!!!! We took you off of your medicine a couple of weeks ago and you have done fine! There have been a few times when you have spit up and I think it burned your throat, but once the 2 week adjustment period passed everything got better! And if that wasn't enough good news, you have also grown out of being allergic to apples!</li></ul><p>Here are some of my favorite pictures of you over the last month!</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502042597122027810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin2ZCxwhMFvz-kW0oYep8sfgfuXk4zdlQeMs-_Uj06497gw9HD_HHDgZkjiqB004PKOOKbqHZoKEkHSVKyrJF5J0hlCQbYEech2VCJJEvILtV0cskd-YGX0H3ByRnodoPmfyF7B2v_Obs/s320/kaylee11month3.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502029893806546834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Vc5F5BGgBvBLx5xQlefLvShndB5_jJnsjYpmGGbR9cbVTJM5uFJX6ZlW4RylfCNum1OqfWeZoPzmK8TB-GZV-saqT3rNMyPHMvcNQtiTJUVAOW7lKG0TFBpsmzRp3qb863fIAXY_2zA/s320/SDC11421.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502029883096038082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZqsCS8VayQkeCnTIqwcelNM830rhGloS0vemAgHvoaEBKnXqLxQH912IB3JMvCyzEGj2y15mEyUiU1xJvEdC_xF9DQ50Pty-2E3wWhbgnMmsnSHv286jploHo9Hu1hTxXSQJKZj7Refw/s320/SDC11418.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502470987355853922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Y8xbxhwdArIdPASkla8K7SKBaZ8o5JbeaDeazhGehW7e-1C4fYOo1-WSMXcuVEPmlhePl7uYeeVFunZ0TT0uDlwqsQCw7QTWe8cRUXGj9XGwSDjWYTNO-OGihqdkGaQbhP3Q3x-8SJE/s320/SDC11474.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502470993358570226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn5eNVgxwudZUanwQiC2SsZPVN4yQU2sTgjcQryTtd11IGRiqq4Bkl8N8F9Y0QeN0rQelnMmx9niKMwj_p6iBb4by619QAQmok0vc1mKopfNJQKjYh22LKky-D4wqDH9UblQqm1CMhyphenhyphen3E/s320/SDC11477.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502470980807235074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipalAgnIuAIY6Z1n6CsR90PAcag12H20PqDYJR0ZgMJiA2GrbNOCONkEZOjcRjcsdQzZY7fJus8za0qH_FjCZTvHkGAtjter4BsU7es2OAWnIyF0y-PlIDVbvr6FuF2CWOb8L1M4sGKQU/s320/SDC11454.JPG" /></p><div>Just like I tell you every day, your Daddy and I love you so much! You really have brought us so much happiness over this past year and we cant wait to spend years and years to come with you. Happy Birthday Baby Girl!</div><div> </div><div>Love,</div><div>Mommy<br /></div><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-22440268218659658022010-08-07T21:45:00.000-04:002010-08-07T21:48:41.790-04:00This time last year...<p>...Was my due date! I was very <a href="http://miss-kaylee-ann.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-thing-i-wanted.html">disappointed</a> when I realized I was going past my due date but excited at the same time because I went in for my weekly Friday checkup and was scheduled to be induced the following Tuesday, August 11<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>. </p><br /><p>I spent 9 months wishing time would hurry up and fly by because I was so excited to meet Kaylee... and honestly... tired of being pregnant! Now, looking back, I miss the days of being pregnant and the excitement of waiting to meet Kaylee. Now I no longer wish the days away but wish for time to go by more slowly to enjoy watching Kaylee grow. </p><p>Everyday it seems like she is doing new things and growing up a little more. This morning she had chocolate milk for the first time and the big smile that came across her face after she took her first sip was priceless! Then later this afternoon she was playing in her room and decided to crawl over to one of her toys. As soon as she got to it she grabbed the toy and stood straight up, using nothing to pull up on! This is the first time I've ever seen her do this and just a reminder that she is going to be walking around everywhere before I know it!</p><p>So I'm hoping these next 5 days go by as slow as possible. I want to enjoy the last few days of having a 'baby!' </p><p></p><br /><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-65853550573979038512010-08-04T19:00:00.000-04:002010-08-04T19:00:02.246-04:00Kaylee's Room<div>Before we moved, I kept going back and forth on how I wanted to do Kaylee's new room. I liked her old room but it was very... little kiddie...<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">girly</span>... I don't what the word is for it. It was perfect when she was a baby, but now at almost a year old she is a old woman and needs something more put together and sophisticated :)</div><div> </div><div>So this is what we came up with:</div><div> </div><div align="center">This sign was a gift from my uncle that he brought while I was in the hospital... on our first day home with Kaylee, Daniel wrote her name on it and put it on her door! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501615009806327522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwGll-SrgyjQVLqTpYn7_QGoJ2zH6yJ2EugtPy7vyORbdQrJp-0prBhNFS2gJ1s4n-_tfij90VVnei-QSDyxrdXu33kP6afR9oD2LUjxsE2kQPjg4Om7VF8YL6TYBeb8FPwJHaVjseAxk/s320/SDC11443.JPG" /></div><div align="center">This was another gift from my uncle... it's hanging up right when you walk into her room</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501610637053860354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDC0ydmZyJp1SBiWvfvx1XDLhoNFYJe4nPgCNVGqHEn_0_PQsTtBMWZmqXrPt9VUBabR9buOsSW0zwgmaiXB71UKoYGixK_sODRx6SqRyGOiICtVOYQml0kIQ_X4iI-9R2iMkeK6KZZws/s320/SDC11435.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Another decoration I found in the hospital :)</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501610627975756418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzsJ1efQ-He5uyOFx2dGJp4FgkK8jnI7uCSpNDCPRi_YLm2ASZaty4ah_3Fs0Rhoz8De3oViYZNzglQERwwBuJ2Asdjym_40zGcFnNp8VLkUY-UMeUNhWaHZSBaNGD5KIw0wLYowr_icM/s320/SDC11434.JPG" /></div><div align="center">I decided to change up her bedding to match the new wall colors</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501610648542995282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTrYfxP2cGIOAR4ZrD8pVrlYLsJRze18QFckSm5IYBUmdmbgKki91dCzD5CIhQsHYPszBaHsixm-T4QAxGlwNcHF6Igkvh0uUAcAgSN638TQ73WO7r_40vSF7aKLWVzxXGnkuFxy3FZIw/s320/SDC11437.JPG" /></div><div align="center">This corner is setup pretty much the same as it was in her old room</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501610639194263010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEind6SCBQIB6lhE31beD_B7f4jJL9pGrB8QzPKuc3Vb96lapA2DAeaEzGEWvd8dVpRhVaZSVAe0Pr69BzS5WRFiH70mwqh-7J436L2Y4KAUGYwgmgSNT03E0p2mkGIydmgcAfrPgMcgXEg/s320/SDC11436.JPG" /></div><div align="center">The one pink wall in her room... I was going to do the whole room in this color but I'm glad I decided to just do a accent wall.</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501610656320755618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqSF5OUb59MGpjcqRiUb5cV-P1eInZhr85VxLa__-y0VeJiWsHZUokTUVLt0ie45KRt9EA9nmX08XirDwXCIhSPzYcK4cMpzdXAUBhDZkON7F_QEmAi0Pl9LfmHKwtvSMv_zA5Tg9gyyU/s320/SDC11438.JPG" /></div><div align="center">I <strong>love </strong>this clock! She didn't have one in her old room because I never could find anything I really liked... I found this on clearance at Babies R Us!</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501614987835735618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjojVTzplGgEIslxWKRUmixkHbJ4p6Ky-zvtP7qQalFhGvCTipPdpybZPAG8QhUz-nPzzR74LB7IBjtsF5_30c36SAvKg30DmoHpGyDRhifC3wmnieCC9uAaAwHppxxMyTTIXt0C88C630/s320/SDC11439.JPG" /></div><div align="center">These little boxes are too cute! When my uncle brought gifts for Kaylee to the hospital, these are what he put them in!</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501614994499788242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjDSH3mF5BIgHDG3iSCfq0M3NUIcM0QfvaIT_oyLAuWbiUTw0mvM5M8d5srArXkJ1aP4mP6A53JmO5Ay__he_iO0AEk_T6aQgQvClU0Lef7pcijvqsGFUcelGXHKqt7pv-fwupsBBOV_Y/s320/SDC11440.JPG" /></div><div align="center">I'm glad I was able to find a place for this in her room. This was in my room when I was a baby. Daniel cleaned it up and took the old stickers that spelled out my name off of it and added Kaylee's name. </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501615002406591938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz39leGtq7rNKg6V9wSVisCAxtUCmW0SUPMW8Vay2qFZEKvf5K0b569fqhDBu31cuheP8rdJkbY-VtUgjpJTI_Zcc0ItJFp9i5jG1pBmHImXY-bCFL4bp6W88YhGUrrOUWUp7UetxpE2U/s320/SDC11442.JPG" /></div><div align="center">And this is probably my favorite spot in her room... I <strong>love </strong>the way the tree turned out! At first we couldn't decide where to put it, but it fit perfectly on this wall!</div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501615018843409314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH2ZYxQr8rAMDjRoxUonkwxGKFJZxOy-2LTae8KlpMEYq6UCEFWKyyZMYC4ckI5u7OuAvZ-g7AR4n5tV8D13kva2CkN_uwyJn7dn62MxkWB2OZF2NHT0C239E7ufPhdSmQIVP3xxli-wk/s320/SDC11445.JPG" />I know Kaylee won't remember her room but I still hope she looks back on these pictures and likes it! I do know that she loves the tree because she always crawls over to look at it... it's too cute!<br /><p></p><br /><br /><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-45892648817877017272010-08-03T14:06:00.000-04:002010-08-03T14:06:52.457-04:00Because I need to remember...<div><div><div>...the last month before my baby girl turns 1 year old! I wanted to do another post with some pictures that I took just the other day. I finally found my digital camera... and after not using it for almost 2 months, I got some pictures of Kaylee that I thought were too cute. She is 9 days away from turning 1 and I have so many things that I need to get caught up on that it's driving me crazy! My goal is to get caught up with her baby book and photo albums, write out all of her monthly letters (I have been typing them and then just emailing them to myself to write out later) and then start posting on here a lot more often. And speaking of the blog... it's almost time to have everything printed into a book for the first time! At first I couldn't decide if I wanted to do a printout by calender year or at each of her birthdays, but I decided to go with printing it out right after each birthday.<br /><div><div><div><div><p>We are going out of town, to Gatlinburg, TN, to celebrate Kaylee's birthday and I hope to have her 12 month post done before we leave next Wednesday and then update the blog with pictures of the party as soon as we get back!</p><p>Here are the newest pictures I have of Kaylee. Her facial expressions just crack me up!</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501223056272354530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-aVP3Vi465gvPKTJmvAYtUER_tLjQ3Fem95Xr46B-thyphenhyphen8GlJOOQ7XGXKlgRnFarTQt2AdPp0kT1vtB3CBJXumeRIKVwyBPIMQM0CYyIE0_GQxpJvWZ0F3xYD8mnwjSmF-GC4-lihPn0Q/s320/Kaylee11Months+(25).JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501223051105011954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyjSKQxjY4q9YPJAlU-PWUQYZamwiTaAh5B0dTk_k1GkrBCePfMWP6-Nuff8aBp6dLMnG-MazFxAdHbRXMN6joAntnJaVuOnV-cm9x6JT6AFJzb670Pr6OFbS8nNKoAvhpWG-VcekqBOI/s320/Kaylee11Months+(24).JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501223040946329170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq0pvwcABz1k77myxn-tQJvCO57N6WguwdEnfkJuD_Jf48nFvgf_XmWYn_OBQHTSxDJ_qdqg4MSMlLlfws-_yESA69Yjxu62uiXcci5ZGSySvdUNUWThWGiNiFnyFSKloqhGQfdWkEUxc/s320/Kaylee11Months+(23).JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501221897054596834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDImf-EArhJsoiGXtPPGpjmjGig25yoGjr-cuoj2lk0Pe0PJ7bek2F9Oli0wJoEmujruKv3FP823H4IKhyphenhyphenIJ7PzhAdxwwKUPDzHDk0OxAXy1uh-tzNhPT0tSlOufoMwuB3Y3IRg5CgZQQ/s320/Kaylee11Months+(3).jpg" /></p><p>I need to get some pictures of her new room... I love the way it turned out and I actually like it a lot better than her room at our old house. She loves playing with her stuffed animals and giving them 'lovin.'</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501221923548437346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVfNbmyQRWwWS-jIJvZ3Fe0CoNfOL30jAD9wbx7uRzoqu82uXl_lzownCyIfFc1yZIt0gWKiBQ7BZDgfbNTntDkTS-PMv7zCS8xtQYZxOUzv_O7RimfOaDcYQ4SAW8i3NJEkh6Iarfefo/s320/Kaylee11Months+(20).JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501221932114244994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqx0UN_a8bxxMhMqCR4IX2DZXKvjLyyRN9CSmz4z5kOnDDTxCXnlMDQtdd4YjsgjXeoCC3xqODZXwBBv1YW6B57XTLBGLGCWXh-fs07Mt3lcjscCpjif4d0In9At8UX6085r3uDlzEens/s320/Kaylee11Months+(21).JPG" /></p><p>One of my favorite parts of her room is this tree decal that I found on Etsy. She loves to stand up beside it and look at all of the hearts!</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501221917398586770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMjJE_fksojsEvJtG0vXfbhRLMLD-pX9259hKUOmM_YRU2Asyn2Mq6JRg-CD1um7WOqlranfdj5N8qywwIurNVEZxyl3gWG98HEVEjaFBpy-gQbY4_lCOB239fuzuNMfUnrES5E5GpEtc/s320/Kaylee11Months+(12).jpg" /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501221906532493778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0j0UOEFcyTSsOblRGNbT1j1BS9o6VTi76n__VCuRtormiDmVWc8Atqr-cn_SXYRLNe6InQhNgvkLcOSoyr0kt2JAtCB9gs_56WTAgom1afqFEBAr6Dd5QOqf6nBgtzSW0ZGbK-pXhpKk/s320/Kaylee11Months+(7).JPG" /> <p></p><p></p>I think the 11th month is such a special one... she is still not a year old, but she is changing in so many ways and really is growing up right in front of us! Daniel mentioned last night that it doesn't seem like she is only 11 months old based on the way she acts. She really is such a smart little girl and I can't wait to see what she accomplishes throughout her life!<br /><br /><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-21412762130669218022010-07-22T11:03:00.000-04:002010-07-22T11:03:30.498-04:00Just a Quick UpdateSince I've only posted once this whole month, I figured I better at least do one other post to get caught up on what has been going on. I want to make sure that I don't forget the little details as Kaylee is growing up because I want to be able to look back and remember everything.<br /><br /><div><div>We have finally started to get things organized in our new place but at the same time, we still have <strong>so </strong>much to do! Kaylee's room is done except for organizing her closet and doing a little touch up painting, our room is a disaster (we haven't even started on it) and I still haven't got my desktop computer setup...partly because I have no idea where I'm going to put it. I feel so unorganized and I'm behind on everything which is driving me crazy! <div><p>My goal is to at least have my desktop computer setup by the beginning of August so that it will be easier for me to post on here. Just to document some things that are going on in Kaylee's world... she now has 8 teeth! Her top center (right) tooth... I'm sure there's a specific word for that tooth but I don't know it... came through on the 19<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> and then the one beside it came in the next day on the 20<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> (note to self: write this in the baby book that hasn't been updated in months)!</p><p>It's almost impossible to get anything done here lately because she is everywhere! She is constantly crawling or standing up and walking along the furniture. She has already started the temper tantrum stage... I can put my hand on her shoulder and say "no" and she will completely melt down! She also has extra interest in certain things around the house. She likes to crawl into the bathroom and pull herself up on the side of the tub, and grab either her bottle of shampoo (which she likes to carry around the house) or she tries to grab my razor... apparently she feels the need to shave at 11 months old :) </p><p>She still has her obsession over my phone and the remote but now she also crawls as fast as she can towards my flip flops anytime she sees them. She won't bother my other shoes...just the flip flops... I don't get it!</p><p>Last night she had regular milk for the first time. I am almost out of formula so instead of buying more I decided now was a good time to switch her over. There are certain things that I can say that I know she understands... anytime I ask her if she wants to go for a car ride she gets a big smile on her face and will hold her hands up if I walk toward her. She also understands when I ask her if she wants to take a bath. She gets so excited and sometimes will follow me to the bathroom to watch me fill up her tub. I also usually tell her to give her baby doll or her little bear '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">lovin</span>' when I hand them to her and she will hug them really tight and give them kisses. She will also give herself kisses when she sees her reflection.</p><p>For some reason yesterday she was really clingy when it was time for her afternoon nap and especially at bed time. She normally lays down and won't fuss at all but last night as soon as Daniel laid her down she started crying. After a few minutes of trying to get her to calm down while in her crib I decided to pick her up and rock her for a little bit. She laid her head on my shoulder and wrapped her arms around me. It was the sweetest thing!</p><p>After sitting there for a little while I tried to put her back in bed and as soon as I stood up she wrapped her arms around me and held on as tight as she could. She finally relaxed a little bit but squeezed tightly again when I tried to lay her down. I hate not knowing if something is bothering her or if she just wants to be held. She usually is too busy to have time for anyone to hold her so the few times when she wants to be held are so sweet!</p><p>Here are some pictures taken the last 2 times Kaylee's Grandma & Great Grandma came up to visit. They were able to stay the whole week when we were moving and then came up last weekend to watch Kaylee while Daniel and I went out for our anniversary.</p><p align="center">Playing in Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinten's</span> wheelchair</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728911076904898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwqX7DJZKKwJ3aaKqOSLOgfkiX0wuz2lDXicOUJw5S2Dz_ba92AN5Z4IExLgaCDLgSegvhDsS6zmVxF7qcivStWRb8sBpIms4NrzSf2zwebUxCMKG5Xcu2xDW0eKlYSiob6WESJanTbCI/s320/kaylee11months3.jpg" /></p><p align="center">Hanging out at the hotel playing with her toys...she is getting so big!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728896773172050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi47S3BqXBXqW_Bc9rp8uGt1C4SQTMvMqfRYWkBEsK5FmrUb3uSQO6XfQt1mjM3S0oZKm5znal_fJHDbZG0f9s-hmulN0_sIJ9LncMP7zU8du2ULbjFWuqIcf72EHQoiycOOgKCiVYQYLc/s320/kaylee11months1.jpg" />My sweet girl!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728893575256258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8cGJlFY-VAb54owkxuiu8zJIDeplt4Zb7jiePNAFc9CYbsxWBO3TrUUvGVfb1VyoY10sblmE0URFTuRwBIAtFMnUfafs5UOFXDWQHEZ2LHBH8UMadN70FWGPDlIfCzjn2vbujcPGOc5g/s320/kaylee11months.jpg" /></p><p align="left">The last picture has a story behind it... last Saturday we all went to a store called <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kixx</span> in Charlotte to find some shoes for Kaylee now that she is learning how to walk. I had found some shoes online that were super cute (<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">PediPeds</span>) and this was the only place around the carried them. When we got there one of the ladies measured Kaylee's foot and grabbed a pair of the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">PediPeds</span> to try on... they wouldn't fit. The lady said Kaylee has a wide foot and high arch and that <strong>none </strong>of the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">PediPeds</span> would fit.</p><p align="left">So they started trying different sizes in every brand of shoe they had. They had to go to shoes with a stiffer sole than the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">PediPeds</span> just to try to find something big enough! After trying on almost 10 pairs of shoes they found one pair that fit but her toes were right at the end of the shoe so she wouldn't be able to wear them for long and they didn't have the next size up. We ended up leaving the store without any shoes and had to go home and order the right size(6) in the last shoe she tried on.</p><p align="left">The picture below is of the shoe that we ended up ordering. It's made by See Kai Run and they have the cutest styles! We will be going back toward the end of August to buy her fall shoes. The lady who runs the store told me we would probably always have to make sure we go shoe shopping at the beginning of each season when they have the most selection and have the extra wide sizes (the regular wide sizes were too small).</p><p align="center">Grandma picking out Kaylee's shoes<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728908039480626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5-4TXyzOD9q6KrAoaNS1Nm4wjmpcMv0ELvjYz71shcywQc96HqBYvDhpBDsyxbMHo6bpklLZo8CFYBHuguEWX1QzjMWRDYsTbnSAq4wkob_OSC6jO4lrUXrM4T6vZOaPCbg5q6ciWd3Q/s320/kaylee11months2.jpg" /></p><p></p>It has been such a busy month and I can't believe that in less than 3 weeks my little baby will be 1 year old! I'm excited about celebrating her first birthday but will be sad at the same time. I've enjoyed watching her grow and change every day for the past year and can't wait to see how she changes over these next few months as she learns to walk!<br /><br /><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p></div></div></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-78822484505417572112010-07-14T22:50:00.000-04:002010-07-14T22:51:09.780-04:0011 MonthsSweet girl, where did my baby go? You are 11 months old... only 1 month away from 1 year and it makes me so sad. Things have been so hectic in our lives over this past month and I feel like I've really dropped the ball on keeping this blog up to date (even with writing this post I'm 2 days late) and somehow I didn't get 1 picture of you on our digital camera. I've taken tons of pictures, as usual, on my phone but never got our camera out to get some better quality ones... that shows you just how crazy things have been but is still no excuse. I will be making up for lost time this month (as soon as I find the box that my camera is packed up in)! Your day to day routine really hasn't changed much over the past month but you, as a person, have changed a lot! Like I do every month, here's what you've been up to:<br /><br /><br /><ul><li>Just like the past few months, you are still in size 4 diapers in the Target brand. In Pampers you are in a size 5.</li><br /><li>You still get 8 oz of formula 3 times per day, but now you drink out of your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">sippy</span> cup in the morning and at midday... then you will drink your juice out of it at night after supper, but we still give you a bottle before bed. It's kind of a way to hold on to you being a baby for just another month...then we will probably switch you over to a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">sippy</span> cup at night as well... and I will be sad!</li><li>You are still doing great with eating solid foods and will eat thicker foods now. I just got some new recipes that I plan on making for you this week. You are such a good eater and will eat anything I give you!</li><br /><li>You are crawling around everywhere and love to stand up and look around. You can walk as long as you have your hand on something to balance you but I can tell your balance is getting better. There are times where you will stand up and let go of whatever you're holding onto and will stand there for at least 30 seconds without falling!</li><br /><li>You are still in 12 and 18 month clothes. Your 18 month <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">onesies</span> now look a little big on you. Crawling has <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">definitely</span> thinned you out! I took you to the doctor last week because you had a infection around your toenail (a ingrown nail from where you'd break your toenail from stabbing it into the ground while in your bouncer) and you weighed 28 (almost 29) pounds.</li><br /><li>Your bedtime has gotten earlier here lately and not by our choice. I think you wear yourself out so much during the day that your 2 naps just aren't enough. Now you go to bed between 7:30 and 8:00... and if we don't have you in bed by then, you are not happy! You are still a little angel when it comes to sleeping. 12 hours <strong>exactly </strong><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">every night</span>! You will go to sleep without crying and the stage you were going through last month where you'd wake up a few times after falling asleep has come and gone. Now once you fall asleep you are usually out for the night! </li><br /><li>You still have 4 teeth on the bottom and now you have 2 teeth on the top. I noticed yesterday that you have 2 more teeth coming in at the same time on the top but you have been handling it great (the only thing I've noticed is your appetite decreases when you're teething.</li><br /><li>Your reflux seems to be gone! You spit up every now and then but it doesn't seem to be reflux related. And in <strong>really </strong>good news... I think you've outgrown your apple allergy!!! You are still taking <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zegerid</span> at night but the plan is to stop that next month.</li><li>One of the not so great changes of this past month is your attitude. You will pitch a fit if I tell you no or don't let you have what you want. And when you are hungry, like the other day when your Daddy and I had to meeting at the attorney's office... you start screaming and swinging your arms... pretty much a full blown temper tantrum... it's frustrating but instead of giving in we stick to what we say when we tell you no and hope that this will make things easier when you get older.</li></ul><p>Here are a couple of pictures from my phone from the past month:</p><p align="center">My sweet happy baby! You love playing in Mommy & Daddy's bed!</p><p></p><p></p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493954079107629394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCN91XcYRZqt6GQm3SFNQxw1JfO8LU225EF3iNlDJ3TBoMN9tsT2Dd8Yd_cvCAodx_3jL9AlUJsUE0tfqd1Dk72j-TkalTm76j4XF4zc1jp9CT_Y0-caFzvlRYnnOm8pTvRJS8-vq340Y/s320/kaylee10months.jpg" /></p><p align="center">You love looking at yourself in the mirror and will give <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">yourself</span> kisses... too sweet!</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493954087755095122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikdb2SByB2KaEwjbSS3WAIJskiTMeElwEpztyVV8IoOj2iVLRYZwnSAgEt23hcVDdGfrp7KgGg3QjosF9cY1d6zSRD1o4vSBzGjbaWYLSKhd_9JbnlfuShLenv4y838wzmeAw2okbR1aM/s320/kaylee10months+2.jpg" /></p><p align="center">My sneaky little baby... always getting into things!</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493954082750977602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6-Qq8QVH4bn3XQ0ReJ_72gSLIdszJiorSTR9hhMJAEKrqAlYX3u6KcR9nT20yQWAmugnkDd0AuqK8MnGUPYYNbFTJCep9rbRYZ0avAwzVYn4eTvX2CJf8DS92Pf-DWTltJ_f_iGwwOo8/s320/kaylee10months+1.jpg" />As always baby girl, your Daddy & I love you so much and we want nothing but the best for you in life. We look forward to celebrating your first birthday next month and celebrating how far we have come over the last year!</p><p>Love,</p><p>Mommy<br /></p><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-33329953919766963132010-06-29T22:44:00.002-04:002010-06-29T22:51:58.706-04:00Changes<p>I have once again done a terrible job of keeping up with this blog... but I do have a excuse... we're moving! I'm actually not too excited about it since we are moving from our house to a apartment. I want to make sure that the next time we move, it's for a <strong>long</strong> time! Between trying to keep up with Kaylee and trying to pack and take care of a bunch of other things I have been so exhausted that when I do have time to post all I want to do is go to bed!</p><p>We are moving this weekend so I'm hoping that next week I can get caught up on a few posts and get back on track! The only thing that I'm looking forward to about moving is being forced to reorganizing everything and decorating a new space. We are going to do Kaylee's room a little different than what it is now so I will have to post pictures of the new place once we get moved in! </p><p>So that's all I have for now, it's past my bed time... and I have a long day of painting ahead of me tomorrow (I've grown to <strong>hate </strong>painting) before we come back home and pack everything up on Thursday to move Friday!</p><p> </p><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-188820078798619382010-06-18T22:45:00.003-04:002010-06-18T23:14:23.173-04:00Our Wedding<div align="left">After looking at everyone else's posts today on their weddings I decided to join in! Usually I only post about Kaylee because this is her 'virtual baby book' but I guess you could say our wedding was an important part in her life... even though she wasn't exactly thought of yet :) Fair warning... this is probably going to be a long post because the story of what happened before and right after our wedding is pretty funny... plus I'm probably going to get carried away with the pictures!</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">At first we had planning on going back home, to Tennessee to get married. Daniel and I took a trip home one weekend and looked at several different churches. We decided on one in downtown Nashville that I absolutely loved. It had a <strong>huge </strong>organ and when we were there, the organist was practicing and played 'Here Comes the Bride'... I got chill bumps! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484254702780804450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNk7gOmUdHQGcRKVDZAuLUIzZE_Y6S5rAcyBFu5l41O6LPzMcHlXEeR8o5V81QqVXJsFwsNeaQyQA4b5KZXwvd02qHPN45ez4M_EUzJeXYxUo3qgMJ-yQ63k6ltQYC7INtVhr29SjXhPA/s320/0720071207.jpg" /></div><div align="left">We were on a budget with the wedding and once we started getting quotes for the flowers to use at the church and at the reception area, I realized there was no way we could afford to do the wedding and reception the way I had envisioned it. On top of the money issue, I was tired of trying to plan a wedding 500 miles away and second guessing myself on every little detail... I think it was my mom that mentioned having a wedding on the beach and after all of the stress, I agreed. That was probably the best decision I made! I pretty much let go of all the details of our wedding. I had a picture of how I wanted our cake to look and told my mom to handle that and planned out a simple bouquet for myself and maid of honor. I had already picked out my wedding dress back when I was planning on getting married in a church but decided to stick with that dress after spending hours thinking to myself that it would never look right. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Looking back, if we would've stuck with getting married in a church, it would've probably been incredibly stressful. We decided to get married in Sand Key park in Clearwater Beach, Florida. To save money, we decided to get married on a Thursday, July 17. Not only was it cheaper to book the photographer and the people who setup the wedding area during the week, but we knew we had to come home that Friday because Daniel had to leave that Saturday morning to go to a race. First of all, let me say that I am <strong>terrible </strong>at putting things off! Our plane was scheduled to leave Raleigh at like 6:30 am... Raleigh was 2 1/2 hours from where we were living and I didn't start packing until around midnight, the night before we were leaving. I finally made it to bed around 1am knowing that I had to be up in a hour to get ready to leave. And that's where it all started going downhill.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">I never heard my alarm and woke up at 4:30. I remember running back in forth panicking, knowing that we were going to miss our plane and we didn't have the money to reschedule our flight. Thank goodness we were flying Southwest and they put us on the next flight out around 10 am for no charge. But there was one little thing that was bothering me... our original flight was going to be a nonstop flight. The one that we got switched to had a layover in Nashville where we would switch planes and actually be getting on the same plane my maid of honor was going to be on. I didn't tell Daniel, but apparently while I was oversleeping, I had a dream that the plane my maid of honor was on crashed on the way to Florida... GREAT! I tried to just forget about it since we had so much else going on. We made it to the airport and I called my mom to tell her that instead of just arriving in Florida, we had missed our flight and were waiting for the next one.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">When we made it to Nashville we were told we needed to make sure there were still seats on the connecting flight, so we rushed over to the counter to check in. Of course, since everything else was going wrong, when Daniel pulled out his drivers license to get our new tickets, it broke into 3 or 4 pieces! It was about 30 minutes past the time that the plane was supposed to take off, when they announced that they had discovered something wrong with one of the engines on the plane and were having to get another plane for us to get on. That's where I panicked... and decided it was probably a good time to tell Daniel and my maid of honor about my dream.</div>After at least an hour delay we were finally on our way to Clearwater. The forecast was calling for rain that day and the next and when we got there it wasn't looking good. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484262634610141138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibOOLhlGPe2r21n7aQqJuOKXLflqrWidtQ-p8QB3BeYX42Btr0_ak6wGBEDIFW0YJ3TTQt8ag0-syiyhEDGVdVwfINY0c_yQmqAhOcEPSAfyBHefpVx4rb0Xi39rES8hgs3nmaTyA8RRA/s320/Our+Wedding+(84).jpg" />Somehow we missed the rain and were able to go by the courthouse to get our marriage license and then spend the rest of the day hanging out. It really was just like a vacation for everyone. We all went out to eat at a restaurant on the beach and then went back to the hotel, changed into our swimsuits and spent the rest of the day and most of the night in the ocean and the hotel pool.<br />The morning of the wedding we all spend some more time in the ocean and the pool after going to Ihop for breakfast...and getting sick. I don't know if there was something wrong with all of the food or what, but every one of us who ate there got sick! After we finally recovered it was nice to relax since our wedding wasn't until that night right before sunset. I had made an appointment for my maid of honor and I to go get our hair done. We left the hotel for the hair salon and actually saw Hulk Hogan and his daughter ride past us on scooters!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484281430159040866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix4aP7-md3b1LvCGA2ONmZcc1ldfZZ5aGgB-YoTG4iHceVBfolBCZYX5SZwV_ZOJ4sJyFckaEsJGxedYKYZDe2Cet9B05g9IN1UZ3zEecDjPMi0zD6dhHEp-fyS-mwfmJbekJRh-svP6o/s320/Our+Wedding+(104).jpg" />I kept thinking we had plenty of time, but after we were done at the salon and we got back in the car, I realized I only had a little over an hour to get back to the hotel, get dressed and make it to the park to get married. We rushed back to the hotel and I literally had to jump into my dress and rush out the door.<br /><br />When we got to the beach I had a issue with my dress because somehow some of the stitching that was holding the tulle up on the front of my dress had come undone and I had to hold the front of my dress up as I was walking to keep from tripping all over it. The ceremony itself was great and it all seemed like it happened so fast.<br /><br />The company we hired to setup the ceremony area did a great job. I loved the colors and the little details were beautiful.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484282627995968658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT0BM7_mvoKKpkIzZFPcFtIbdufE47VkaXX3yJbyPIMibiDT8TwO6GhjRNIzF1hG9UJZQbrLg6JAIoaqA9eRVfMGRttJMcr4WnfnB-x3u5VY9zbUkfN4Geh-WCqhgPzVFUSxcS9lGM3vs/s320/0004.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484282614449397362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW6RJOtAblfiYC1-sBcshLAP0olNDLF4zP-D_qBpcz-tT7sBoARG-yXAs9Bqu60vygzMsSnbT1eXdoI6v5Sn0NKfw_i2LCgqOEv_B-v9imtmADsjXJzdW9WiTNiWyJKHvNWRy7ctmmRzU/s320/0003.jpg" />We decided to write our own vows and I'm so happy that we did. I really thought I could hold it together while reading mine... I had practiced reading them and had no problem. But of course...<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484285908535220658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrx_ZPndd9X0H44m8L7JkbhvZBIHshUx2QUQsgrUV5xdtI0MdmEi_kKoBdOgLI_IrFUyIeth3UTp7F9qWfS2axecRNI8asTeQ4LYU8vUwN9syWmzeU2G-e4zNEptZ9ZdZLMn-WDp2NOM0/s320/0061.jpg" /> I cried... lol! We finished up the ceremony with our first kiss as a married couple :)<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484299902647318306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2lXXRU3xdHWR_KA-YCT-kYlg7RxLoeuzJ6MK6suWOFf3Ize9jez0iwV1npnGECqFlALoHEVgcPQRZVmnhH8Jgu0fKb5RNfJb_FDWS4j2ook3Z55uMYXfYEdfqncxprDS-Fq_nVOK1qOY/s320/0080.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484284229009500498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUHXNL1SsMhoeaSsQk1pT0lrwwzx2AN5HUq-lOOttrQnOwAl6OYazgDUoAEJzQcqIuXIYyYlWMWuNYkXGi6b21Zca7vF4kLKJYJGvDI-A9HR0m3nc13DZe03Zn_Pq1HF6-Ejxt_-KwM0/s320/0086.jpg" /> <p align="center">A kiss right after walking back down the aisle</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484284240088233378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif_tDcT-HPmLWq1UjW_v_dSWqEnlGQ328ap8uAwkgdrbn3M5zh3s58jZnjdWglodeLMPcFdLHP3Lxn9cecgIajZBFSfmMkVnxtTUNG9K0oWRGwW-rFd2KttpPfuy6qaiBc176UkSbrLYc/s320/0088.jpg" />After the ceremony we walked down the beach taking pictures until the sun set.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484280990869269922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDzrMAZAvfJQIYDR0XVvfk6HHvAkd6eqbMO6LVbtV564L29G6v-7TcL40kXbKv3zBTJ65H30RMfsf9UWkSemRvWdmyAatuFBBfoaljFmyZtmLaTTWGGwgXEXh9N-cZCkC4sKvFwdEm2Po/s320/Our+Wedding+(83).jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484286939009882130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKQnKust0jm1O9dQtzVg2csUCqvzO9UO0JPvBfegyBtdNHK9IhQWNUytHidi91T0_3-qI78aKY1TOIHcQNCmGNPn6hjxkvup46hyJlaQGmnt-1yYRS-kkb7BNPtP2CDhGsSRZJELkvxC8/s320/0240.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484285957535387826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ae8qyx5vmGJqmMCgGU-GsVU5363nH1qp0AVo3TEmcdYBn17YKTVOj2B5R_A41TiQaeoSxgfh85gI6FoHiayeqQXhI-HQjkpTssDkPaoRrAYGjGqzqBuzq5jRTFw4wmcv7R8kFqY_tKI/s320/0218.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484285920774248994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIHzwxZNVWBfoYNuCfYJsGhzypHgx3u6_fNJVldclKTmkQE4OMp8CFi4bRJbKMgZWYPZVxmDAQcxJxG3x1fmUJhP8aanNFKFnJTJvti1OW9E6aALsg_EizAv9yRrSgN85OFVBMnALBpLs/s320/0101.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484282643408191058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOzUgn7vaHRqWYzvs1YLVSCR0Untb5eszbJ9skJ0bc1ArFEhpgpRelQUec_DOHuu3oFLWtRERE8apprT371bec8I9MSr2M0s9kKUlIENY4hVGNGVkEHwciVLuDxewhfgtrFn5Q7Nr2WoU/s320/0048.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484286967128952978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhblFvV0LRrCdfvuX0Ovwy4intONxYPJVC0gOX5TDObA-s7zpVBnRr-7VQ6cMbwaqm8uRimZUryC5bYwl7hF4iiOOv9kdYw1de_cVUjfYBJkPcDBaMwOBz5Z32vGg-X1KBCh1zlIzikpwg/s320/0277.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484286956887436018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUFh9iVF1xaI8U__6QtZd7RThC_9bY1xgep4ptibzLaIqum0_n4fYR3pJLbHyIA-GIz-wKPmI6aHdTnNyiPRKJ7DXiP0pdfNXCo0u2D-kHFO3D1Jv-qjcvfbmR9Zv0wQnaBgY7aswmztc/s320/0261.jpg" />Once the sun had set we got in the car and drove back to the hotel for me to change dresses before walking next door to a restaurant where we had our reception at.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484281000590938546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQe1x5OAgwoySRTF1xbg9fiUvA8ZBdqEdxBsleWnNkstN8e8FxFckhyT_Sn14IVAV-VUiuB7BPymC6o9Owl2ebj2SD4xX6Kbs2ZLmUA75_0Ub0ye4q77ZzmtIqpn0MMAdY9nJg9zSnLtM/s320/Our+Wedding+(89).jpg" />It was nice just having a more casual reception because we didn't have to worry about decorating anything. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484281456441229186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidWA6mUWKG02hWlujrUUwLTTq8iw1-g-gyOGtXOON6eWnhfQ2o3_tkgrw8lh-bCk4uDz17zK8_259GFIDHtPicSVVJTFynuyhRf7YOlwnRxMoeYVuy2u_0jL9txWgFx0WxXRR_Is3TG-I/s320/Our+Wedding+(110).jpg" />The restaurant had a buffet and after everyone finished eating we finally were able to cut our cake!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484281463024938866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorx_tx3lcuSVRIIROaxcI-iTqfNZg_5pX_f1xMb13O3o5z9XC6qer31CqI7qy0fHjIniGmb61FZTAe1b3ufkoUSghGXsE1AJWzIxGsNSbvuZjKLqqLhvmXZh3oi3yMCtbDn0WquTs2Pk/s320/Our+Wedding+(118).jpg" /> Of course, I got him good with the cake...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484280982980431458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHcm1NOkfTazTjyngoDXrO5RZiDQ7ozqZgY8d4382Mh4cRZRpYweBnOIVShvrIQBxMnH5UI-dIKrym94vyUtSn2ApnzFAkOn2rehd7Bwe8lXX7Up-I3rkwHnKfx4n3hk6ul59ukG7IaY8/s320/Our+Wedding+(78).jpg" /> And then he tried to get me back!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484298659785066146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0i_GSDqt9zSTZJsUQOuG350LPXU6HNt6pbugtu3BFAbltLi6ZMd0-2NTySFB-3chX8mGrGNaEB62M-PkbE_LY7jlkg5KxrOWixY_M9_-TnhIYLeCtkl_u6HYLWtg4gaotC2Lfgsnde3E/s320/Our+Wedding+(178).jpg" /> We had shared a hotel room with my maid of honor the night before and had a room reserved for our wedding night a few miles away. We didn't make it to the hotel until around 9 or 10 that night and it was <strong>terrible</strong>! When we walked up to the door to our room it looked like someone had tried to use a crowbar to get in...and honestly, they probably had because it took both Daniel and I hitting the door with our sides to get it to open. Once we got inside, we both just got a creepy feeling. A lot of light bulbs were burnt out and there was a door that connected to the room beside it that had been left unlocked. We opened the door and saw trash everywhere. It honestly looked like someone had been killed in there! The room had an upstairs where the bedroom was. The bed was actually sitting on wooden boards. We looked in the bathroom and while it was big, there was mold in the shower. We decided to go back to the room we had stayed in the night before but first Daniel needed to use the restroom. I sat on the bed terrified the whole time. The hotel wasn't some hole in the wall, it was a Holiday Inn that actually had good reviews.</p><p>We left the hotel and hotel and headed back to Clearwater Beach. Instead of spending our wedding night with just the two of us we picked up my maid of honor and headed to McDonalds for a late night snack (and we honestly think that the guy working the drive through window had probably killed someone in the room that connected to ours, lol)!<br /></p><p>We stayed up late that night just hanging out and then woke up the next morning and rushed downstairs to the restaurant on the beach below our hotel to have an early lunch before spending a few hours in the pool. Our little vacation really did go by way too fast. We left the hotel and stopped by the courthouse on the way to the airport to get our marriage certificate. </p><p>Not only was it a great trip because we got married, but it was so nice to relax and spend time with friends and family!</p><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p><br /><br /><br /><script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=31102"></script>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-62028661728641334222010-06-12T20:12:00.001-04:002010-06-12T20:13:07.924-04:0010 MonthsAnother month has gone by baby girl and this has been a month of changes! You have grown up so much and changed so quickly... you are no longer a little baby anymore. You are also getting cuter every day and I just don't know how much more cuteness I can stand! Here's whats been going on this past month:<br /><br /><ul><br /><li>Just like last month, you are still in size 4 diapers. The size 4 Pampers are getting tight on you but the Target brand diapers still fit pretty good.</li><br /><li>Your have cut back to just three 8 oz bottles per day. You have one about an hour after each meal.</li><br /><li>You are eating solids 3 times per day now. Just recently I started giving you Cheerios for breakfast to feed yourself before I give you either fruit or yogurt. You have started eating thicker foods this month including pasta which just 2 months ago you wouldn't eat. I'm still making your food for you. It's nice knowing that you are eating fresher foods and I know exactly what is in what I give you.</li><br /><li>You have figured out how to use your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">sippy</span> cup! Right now I will give fill it with 1/2 water and 1/2 white grape juice and give it to you after supper. You sit so quietly in your highchair and watch <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">tv</span> while you drink. You are still using the beginners <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">sippy</span> cup but my goal for this month is to first get you to use your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">sippy</span> cup more than just once a day and then to get you to start using the larger <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">sippy</span> cups I have got for you.</li><br /><li>Your clothes fit you pretty much the same this month as last. Your 12 month clothes are still pretty tight but I feel like your weight is evening out and you might be thinning out a little bit!</li><br /><li>You are still my perfect little sleeper at night... sleeping between 12 and 13 hours. I'm not sure why but here lately you will go to sleep and then wake up not long after and sit up and start quietly crying. All it takes is for me to go in and lay you back down and give you your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">paci</span> and you go right back to sleep. You have been doing this several times each night and I'm hoping it's something you will quickly grow out of.</li><br /><li>You are still taking 2 naps each day. Sometimes they are as long as 2 hours and sometimes they are only 45 minutes. I've noticed it all depends on how long you're awake before I put you down.</li><br /><li>You now have 4 teeth on the bottom and 1 tooth on the top! I haven't noticed any others that look like they are coming in right now so hopefully you are getting a little break from the teething! </li><br /><li>You have done great with the reflux this month... we really haven't had any problems with it! I pray that by your first birthday this will all be something in the past and we wont have to worry about giving you medicine everyday anymore!</li><br /><li>The biggest change that I've seen in you this month is your ability to get around! You crawl <strong>everywhere</strong>! You have got pretty fast at crawling too! You also can pull yourself up on anything and have started walking yourself around the furniture. </li></ul>I have slacked on taking pictures of you this past month. I have taken quite a few on my phone but they just aren't as good as the ones with my camera. Here are some of my favorite from the past month:<br /><br /><p align="center">I saw this picture and thought to myself... where did my baby go?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUZG9_qJuPnUZQn9b5o_tPNaBJzaDSrZE8bcRC_2G2wXfhKwNJMqkZZi9cMHnvIAb2PvtE9mJgvn8K-0TMzwm1YoedPfxowJe27AznvqUvIIqTqm5gwAaJgD78VxJ7xCzhnRRDJpFg078/s1600/kaylee9months4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481911105554962274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUZG9_qJuPnUZQn9b5o_tPNaBJzaDSrZE8bcRC_2G2wXfhKwNJMqkZZi9cMHnvIAb2PvtE9mJgvn8K-0TMzwm1YoedPfxowJe27AznvqUvIIqTqm5gwAaJgD78VxJ7xCzhnRRDJpFg078/s320/kaylee9months4.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">I swear I'm not over feeding you... there's only like 2 oz of food in each bowl!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBhc0RU8oivDiBadkBEhui2YpWGtE4gJaz3A-i02g5wzrilXQ9CfiZ-V4LcjLcfohJGpdNJbCxROEKQRtMK1OttrLjGKK8QB3YWu9gLhIHUgValyL1LdS3vJ-D5PmFw2ibPXIJdqwsHfM/s1600/kaylee9months3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481911103116104562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBhc0RU8oivDiBadkBEhui2YpWGtE4gJaz3A-i02g5wzrilXQ9CfiZ-V4LcjLcfohJGpdNJbCxROEKQRtMK1OttrLjGKK8QB3YWu9gLhIHUgValyL1LdS3vJ-D5PmFw2ibPXIJdqwsHfM/s320/kaylee9months3.jpg" /></a>Your shirt says "I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">whaley</span> love you"... you are too cute with your hair pulled up!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGVpK6PnS038E_V6r6evF94DMtIJkhIoYMdgwNuTmzq2MAGWj4nhep0NEc6WGD9bYgQrEyTf2gq5_IF9oGKG7C44rKmPxGJJPl5QgbyujVD5hw_cg_kCX2VzNNY2yAS1C4sLB5G9yPeW8/s1600/kaylee9months2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481911093978786082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGVpK6PnS038E_V6r6evF94DMtIJkhIoYMdgwNuTmzq2MAGWj4nhep0NEc6WGD9bYgQrEyTf2gq5_IF9oGKG7C44rKmPxGJJPl5QgbyujVD5hw_cg_kCX2VzNNY2yAS1C4sLB5G9yPeW8/s320/kaylee9months2.jpg" /></a>My little sleepy head<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOeYCqtEeaHO8Y7Y9pFOhYuMifetXKywkUte2Wa-TzVrKTvEIDJtRrA9UcKHw1N_jjcZEDNYi5F4dYTSvwblucKDYR_fuSg6s4_9pntIMOfF3ZFM-1ribmafxjFXhcka8Hekdvnqcq7hw/s1600/kaylee9months1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481911089112274162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOeYCqtEeaHO8Y7Y9pFOhYuMifetXKywkUte2Wa-TzVrKTvEIDJtRrA9UcKHw1N_jjcZEDNYi5F4dYTSvwblucKDYR_fuSg6s4_9pntIMOfF3ZFM-1ribmafxjFXhcka8Hekdvnqcq7hw/s320/kaylee9months1.jpg" /></a> You are my silly little baby!<br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7EWiJ_WeaNXqaug3PuE8h0_2EnfDvNBTPXiDD2KGdZhQckhLre6SgbDqWPKVFz6xpVvBRW332Rtba3d7sTR6eKS8NkOBmhNE4NZCdoW0KrjzOns7MgbxIdPwtLQdJfUDiCUqvH5scLy0/s1600/kaylee9months.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481911081326512882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7EWiJ_WeaNXqaug3PuE8h0_2EnfDvNBTPXiDD2KGdZhQckhLre6SgbDqWPKVFz6xpVvBRW332Rtba3d7sTR6eKS8NkOBmhNE4NZCdoW0KrjzOns7MgbxIdPwtLQdJfUDiCUqvH5scLy0/s320/kaylee9months.jpg" /></a> <p></p><p></p>I love you precious girl! You are going to be a handful but I'm looking forward to every minute of it!</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Love,</div><div align="left">Momma<br /></div><p align="left"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p></div></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-23335983477394202102010-06-10T11:48:00.001-04:002010-06-10T11:50:00.393-04:00Mothers Day Weekend Gatlinburg trip<div><div><div><div><div><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ok</span>... so I'm fully aware that Mothers Day was like a month ago but I needed to go back and write about Kaylee and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">I's</span> trip to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gatlinburg</span> that weekend. Where did the days of sitting here blogging while Kaylee laid in the floor (in <strong>one </strong>place) playing with her toys go? Oh yea... she figured out how to get around :) So now my days are spent sitting in the floor playing with her(translation: trying to keep her from busting her head on the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">tv</span> stand or the corners of our tables) and trying to take a nap whenever she decides to take one.</div><br /><div><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Anywho</span>... back to work... so instead of my mom driving all the way here to NC to see Kaylee (she comes up once a month), we decided to have a Mothers Day weekend in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gatlinburg</span>. Kaylee's great grandma (my grandma) also came up along with Kaylee's great uncle (my uncle). Of course, the problem with waiting a month later to write about the trip, I can't remember as many details so this post will be mostly pictures.</div><br /><div>The first day we were there (we arrived around 2 or 3) we sat in the hotel room and played with Kaylee until it was time for supper. Then we walked down the street to a restaurant where Kaylee decided she wanted to try everything we were eating. Afterwards we walked around looking at the different stores and Kaylee eventually fell asleep in her stroller.</div><br /><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480871414511619298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKmTaxiIzD-J0_Cl5nj5d1Uy6BECO7djDqkBsab2q5X_bJPcYAZkEnQx1vByGSiR5SZKbgln_0WOrmDrEoJJ3lh83cEDUzQ0ENkuz9R556lKx5d9ZtYaEHRWklxDhhrQuCManYDKlbyNw/s320/bugs.jpg" /></div><p>The next day (Saturday), we went walking around again. I was dreading this because if Kaylee doesn't get her naps she gets <strong><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">soooo</span> </strong>fussy and usually she won't take a nap while you are holding her... but then this happened:</p><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480871435719630002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIzgC1dOzxyAGETmJn1NSQoFR8qA2ELB_8qq-z1z1ncyx67ppVtrj5etDCZpSXtZBj4_P3WhWBIiRiyLuemb-Tis4QnVM5QXOfjxdkSQP6hfKwPBY7uGRuUe9s3Oqgd811TK2seZpBhEM/s320/bugs2.jpg" /></div></div><div>She was completely out of it! So then I figured... as soon as someone picks her up and we start walking again she will wake up....</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480872929532904322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_6-TR-cFw3QXI-SYBDdwZMwRef9GpUJM-ESVaFJuqVo1yDRP0OnREfR6FI6wJxhLTgi9mcpmUltZkDj0WVLzcErMyQmz_j_AzxF2fAMAWVU3cUvq3KFn6TJIhkI6DVYTaNXYIVKPme7w/s320/kaylee8months+(53).JPG" />Nope! That poor little baby... all she wanted to do is sleep while we were dragging her around town! While we were there we went out to eat at several different places. I don't know if she is already after my money or she just likes my wallet, but anytime I take her shopping with me or we go out to eat, if she is fussy and all else fails, all I have to do is hand her my wallet and she is completely happy!<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480871424709733138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjcdMOlES-wYUoFS0VQ9fy9APiq9qRQMPZDIRcUKmTaN7ROkpGE2EgLC58AA5SOVrAht2TuFWM0vufeYZfg6_NR2ztEV74_mMRY50Io_MkzIhnjhm6vXy8ksNbKYf1QlF8huBCdgdm27c/s320/bugs1.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480876325174641186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJ4mp3uvmTIpRk9X9wRTRGJk7pi2MT3JJvv5n9ipKV50qCiKlDTf9Br03J7QcbIEy6qx5wBYkfiWmBdeRIA0uZWYnyZRFyvWAeMmpzcGXVjo8aCZOhaYbnj0pkmpTkL0wbaaL7N8R0dc/s320/kaylee8months+(64).JPG" /></div><div>That Saturday Kaylee's grandma, my mom, decided to take her swimming in the hotel pool. She had bought her this new little baby float but I almost think that Kaylee would've rather been swimming by herself! Instead of playing in the water, as usual, she tried to drink it all (this is why I hate bath time because she does then same thing then).</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480876313131269506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIXN0MlJ1036gQ-TYiXTR5RJEMEwWmtKlHFJakpivdBjb3h6-hLJVp3kqIDsfYtsvEzNT2h5W8dT5Svkg1vlFQqHM19aGiiarpRmer-Ny-53XHGODFYceN2eNvpzrJuTUECJJ7sOx4lvo/s320/kaylee8months+(63).JPG" /> </div><div>When she was out of her float she actually tried to kick...now if I can just get her to keep her face out of the water and get her some little arm <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">floaties</span> she will be ready to go!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480876298545220802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0mSdh1PCktpdw579f0-zh6KJ0UvHpQ15YhwkaC_uGmv4WhJXGBucPeRVs79nHV2eJvnBq64EHHS3F3W3k8inAsNtvuUY3N2gMSz8ELwruyamD1XrZhEg_1J3p79lf9EODZ1dvjMNAllQ/s320/kaylee8months+(56).JPG" /> We woke up Sunday morning (Mothers Day) and all went out to eat for a nice breakfast before driving back home. It was nice to get away for the weekend and for Kaylee to be able to see her family. We are looking forward to going back to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gatlinburg</span> in August to celebrate her 1st birthday!<br /><p></p><br /><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p></div></div></div></div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938141050969640298.post-77146864359514383792010-06-02T12:25:00.003-04:002010-06-02T12:47:16.059-04:00My little girl is growing up!<p>I'm really... really... slacking on posting on here. Today I realized just how much I'm missing writing down so I better get caught up. I still have other posts from several weeks ago (including Kaylee & <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">I's</span> trip to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gatlinburg</span> on Mother's Day weekend...which was forever ago...) but since my brain can only handle things day by day, I wanted to get caught up on Kaylee...what she is up to... and how much she has changed!</p><p>About 2 weeks ago she finally figured out how to crawl! It wasn't until I decided I was brave enough to sit her on the hardwood floor downstairs that she finally got the hang of it! I swear that girl is going to give me a heart attack...she will sit up on her knees (sometimes on one knee with the other leg kicked out to the side) and will decide to act like she is going to slam her face on the floor...only to catch herself with her hands once her forehead is about 2 inches away from disaster! She will start out crawling on all fours and then go into a army crawl.</p><p>She got her 3rd tooth back in the middle of May (13<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>) and her 4<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> tooth came in last week (May 28) when we were back home in TN. Then only a few days later (June 1) her first tooth on the top <strong>finally</strong> broke through! She has been a little fussy here lately because of the teething and has slept a lot more than normal. </p><p>Last week (well, the week before that... May 22<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span> to be exact) she started pulling herself up onto the furniture. It really seems like everything changed so quickly... she went from just sitting in one spot playing with her toys, to constantly crawling around and pulling up on things. So far she has pulled herself up in her bed(which she has been doing for a long time), the ottoman, our wicker chair, somehow... the corner of the wall and my favorite... she will crawl over to me when I'm sitting at the computer and grab my chair with one hand and the desk leg with the other and just stand here and look at me! It's the sweetest thing but I'm always so afraid she is going to fall and hit her head.</p><p>Just recently (last weekend while we were back in TN), Kaylee finally started taking her first steps! It started with her Grandma holding her hands and has progressed into her holding onto things while taking steps! </p><p>It is crazy how much she changed within less than a month! I have been working on getting things together for her 1st birthday party and it seems like time is just flying by. She is getting more and more <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">talkative</span> and has a great sense of humor! The sweetest change in her over the past few weeks is that she has went from screaming anytime I tried to read her a book to grabbing books on her own and opening them up for me to read to her. She will sit in my lap and turn each page when I ask her to and it just melts my heart!</p><p>I can already tell her 10 month post is going to be the longest yet!</p><p><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z78/mikerin3/Mandy%20Rankin/Signaturecopy-1.png" /></p><p> </p><p> </p>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921933813476609796noreply@blogger.com0