<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846</id><updated>2011-08-02T17:00:29.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Metelkos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-3742178214337839008</id><published>2011-03-06T21:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:33:07.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More summer fun, and some not so fun time</title><content type='html'>McKade was obsessed with feeding the cats and the cats learned this quick.  Everytime we were outside he would go directly for the cat food box and get handfuls out and drop it all over the porch.  As you can see this cat was begging or thanking him for the extra food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdZCwa9tIFs/TXRcoSWMLTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EmIpxcFRUxM/s1600/DSCI0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581187685408320818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdZCwa9tIFs/TXRcoSWMLTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EmIpxcFRUxM/s320/DSCI0534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In August McKade started to run a super high fever, we are talking 105-106 degrees.  Of course I was freaking out with such a high fever, we were alternating tylenol and motrin continually and fever wouldn't break, poor kid was miserable.  Took him to the doctor and everything looked good and he thought it was Roseolla which is a virus that is characterized by a super high fever for several days and then finally the fever will break and within 24 hours the kid will develop a rash all over their body.  Well I trusted the doctor and hoped this was all it was because his throat and ears were all good and just rode the fever into the weekend.  Our pediatrician is great and had told me if he got worse to just call him, one perk of working at the hospital is that I know all the doctors cell phones so Saturday or Sunday night (can't remember) when I was bathing him and he was still burning up and his temperature was something like 106 I called the doctor and told him that I trusted that this was probably just a virus but was getting a little freaked with these high temps.  He had me take babe to the hospital to get some labs drawn to just check to see if it looked bacterial or not.  We ended up just putting an IV in since we were drawing blood just in case his labs weren't good and unfortunately the arm we were able to get it in was his thumbsucking arm.  We were leaving he was fussy and tired because it was late and he was trying with all his might to get his thumb to his mouth but with the arm board he just couldn't do it.  Anyways just like the doctor thought his labs were fine and the next afternoon I think he finally broke out in the rash the only lasted a few hours and then was gone.   McKade hasn't really been one to get sick often so this was the worst thing we have had to deal with and he was so miserable.  I remember I called my brother in law and asked if he would give the babe a blessing because nothing I was doing was helping the fever.  I cried during this because I couldn't help but think the my dad was there trying to help comfort my poor little baby.  Not fun to have a sick baby because there is only so much you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3a6rIKuyD80/TXRcoEaGBdI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/zwYYWL-MhDg/s1600/DSCI0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581187681666598354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3a6rIKuyD80/TXRcoEaGBdI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/zwYYWL-MhDg/s320/DSCI0524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is the rash, hard to see in this picture but it was all over his trunk, looked like it would be irritating but he didn't seem to mind.  Below is the poor tuckered out baby after labs and IV.  As soon as my friend called me later that night with his labs we took out the IV so he was able to suck his thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXW2q8rNNHU/TXRcnz6C3GI/AAAAAAAAAZs/-4knjIaUSms/s1600/DSCI0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581187677237206114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXW2q8rNNHU/TXRcnz6C3GI/AAAAAAAAAZs/-4knjIaUSms/s320/DSCI0522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We discovered this summer that McKade loves corn on the cob, give him an ear and he will clean it completely.  Of course I'm finding remnants of the corn for days in his diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mliTzfYgeJg/TXRcn3F8--I/AAAAAAAAAZk/bdD6jrYNTgw/s1600/DSCI0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581187678092458978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mliTzfYgeJg/TXRcn3F8--I/AAAAAAAAAZk/bdD6jrYNTgw/s320/DSCI0552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a hiking backpack this summer and were able to use it a few times.  He seems to enjoy it and it's much easier carrying him like this.  Such a big boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZAYOwPnTW8/TXRcnFiwgkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bvy8HrY95VY/s1600/DSCI0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581187664791503426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZAYOwPnTW8/TXRcnFiwgkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bvy8HrY95VY/s320/DSCI0561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-3742178214337839008?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3742178214337839008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-summer-fun-and-some-not-so-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3742178214337839008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3742178214337839008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-summer-fun-and-some-not-so-fun.html' title='More summer fun, and some not so fun time'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdZCwa9tIFs/TXRcoSWMLTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EmIpxcFRUxM/s72-c/DSCI0534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-3719859145661168363</id><published>2011-03-06T20:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:11:41.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer fun 2010</title><content type='html'>So I'm super behind on blogging, life gets too busy and there isn't enough time in the day to get everything done that I would like to.  Plus it's impossible to do anything on the computer with munchin around because he is obsessed with electronics and has to pound on the key and gets so heartbroken if I make him stop, just easier to do anything when he is in bed.  Anyways thought I would post some pictures of some of the fund things we did during the summer.  This past summer seemed to fly by, with dad being sick and passing June was a blur and this continued through the next several months.  We did find time to had fun in between work, work and more work.  Our little stubborn boy didn't start to walk really well until 14-15 months or so, he was just content to get around on all fours.  This summer will be different because he is into everything and will be very busy once it really warms up outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go to the State Fair, something that I have never done my whole life.  Paul's parents used to take them every year when they were young and so we brought Judy along and my mom met up with us and it was a great (hot) day.  We stayed for the rodeo the night and drove back home super late, poor baby was worn out but he seemed to enjoy himself.  He really enjoyed seeing the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdGJ6yUluSA/TXRXRXYmA6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/2AD5fiBLLow/s1600/DSCI0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581181794065449890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdGJ6yUluSA/TXRXRXYmA6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/2AD5fiBLLow/s320/DSCI0572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year the hospital has a huge hospital picnic and they always have fun things for the kids and free swimming at the wave pool.  We weren't sure exactly what McKade would think of the huge blow up slides but he had a blast.  Paul took him up first and said McKade just giggled the entire way up and squealed coming down.  I bet we took him down it 10 times.  Lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PtT43j1M_mI/TXRXQ239DeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/1pkpWQn7D3o/s1600/DSCI0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581181785338613218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PtT43j1M_mI/TXRXQ239DeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/1pkpWQn7D3o/s320/DSCI0467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Me and my sisters planned a girls weekend just us and mom with massages and dinner for my parents anniversary at the end of August.  I left McKade overnight with Paul for the first time which was hard but we had a great time just us girls.  I drove home Saturday and me, Paul and McKade came back up Sunday for a trip to Hogle Zoo.  All of the siblings and Nicole's kids ended up meeting us there and we had a great time.  McKade loved it, in this picture below he was cracking up the whole time we were in that place ducking down to get in these gopher hole windows and kept knocking on the window to get Paul's attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bui4IaKRDDE/TXRXQkbMbQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lLeJxRvem2I/s1600/IMG_6518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581181780386147586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bui4IaKRDDE/TXRXQkbMbQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lLeJxRvem2I/s320/IMG_6518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so lucky to have such a happy boy, he is just so sweet and we love him to pieces.  He was very good the whole day despite the heat and lack of a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WW3RMWZpSXU/TXRXQVLzv_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/dSsy6pf0QwQ/s1600/IMG_6426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581181776295084018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WW3RMWZpSXU/TXRXQVLzv_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/dSsy6pf0QwQ/s320/IMG_6426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course we had to get a picture of all of us, this doesn't happen often.  Usually one of us are behind the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEghEiJ0m6g/TXRXQNzWFDI/AAAAAAAAAY0/fN4XecOtRG4/s1600/IMG_6406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581181774313428018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEghEiJ0m6g/TXRXQNzWFDI/AAAAAAAAAY0/fN4XecOtRG4/s320/IMG_6406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-3719859145661168363?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3719859145661168363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/summer-fun-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3719859145661168363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3719859145661168363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/summer-fun-2010.html' title='Summer fun 2010'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdGJ6yUluSA/TXRXRXYmA6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/2AD5fiBLLow/s72-c/DSCI0572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-3037022245082593822</id><published>2011-01-16T14:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T15:17:03.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just kidding</title><content type='html'>Blogger is having difficulties and I can't get any pictures to upload, will have to postpone for another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-3037022245082593822?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3037022245082593822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-kidding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3037022245082593822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3037022245082593822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-kidding.html' title='Just kidding'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-198685689616598955</id><published>2011-01-16T14:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:52:36.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 2010...........</title><content type='html'>August 2010.........this was the last time I uploaded pictures from my camera because of computer problems, I had to replace the hard drive in our laptop and when I tried to upload pictures it wouldn't detect my card reader, me being so computer savvy thought it was because my drivers hadn't been reloaded when the new hard drive was replaced.  So I attempted to fix that with no luck and gave up.  Well last week I had to take my computer to work and had the computer guru look at it and come to find out my cord from the card reader to my computer had a short so all I needed to do was get a new card reader.  Long story short, I'm a loser and now have months of our lives to catch up on.  So prepare for picture overload (this is for you Holly and Melissa, now you can't get after me to blog already :)  ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-198685689616598955?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/198685689616598955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/august-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/198685689616598955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/198685689616598955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/august-2010.html' title='August 2010...........'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-45930563699789767</id><published>2010-08-02T18:32:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:59:25.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun fathers day pictures and 1 year pictures</title><content type='html'>I am so lucky to have 2 amazingly talented women related to med who have done pictures of Mckade.  They have captured his personality and everything that I want to remember about this time.  Here is a sample of some of these pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These first ones were done my my sister in law Janis who has done many pictures for us and I just love everything that she has done.  It helps that McKade is usually cooperative during these photo shoots and we always have so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdoRge567I/AAAAAAAAAXU/D0-E7LLPiZs/s1600/Mckade+1st_8728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500980119842974642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdoRge567I/AAAAAAAAAXU/D0-E7LLPiZs/s320/Mckade+1st_8728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdn5A8y9aI/AAAAAAAAAXM/wIFuIcZJDiA/s1600/Mckade+1st_8698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500979699061552546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdn5A8y9aI/AAAAAAAAAXM/wIFuIcZJDiA/s320/Mckade+1st_8698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdnf7npMPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/IVpHmYiUHYs/s1600/Mckade+1st_8637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500979268133925106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdnf7npMPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/IVpHmYiUHYs/s320/Mckade+1st_8637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I absolutely love his facial expression in this picture, it's hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdm-Q8ethI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lSSX6DacGSU/s1600/MandyPeterson2_8358ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500978689742910994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdm-Q8ethI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lSSX6DacGSU/s320/MandyPeterson2_8358ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looks like a little boy and not a 1 year old, too sad but so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were done as a fathers day suprise for Paul by his cousin Amber Goddard, she is super talented also and we had a blast doing these.  McKade did get a little distracted with the rocks around and we had a hard time keeping his attention away from the rocks around to play with.  He tried several times to eat them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdmgFwGBpI/AAAAAAAAAW0/cLVdQcpWNZg/s1600/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500978171342096018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdmgFwGBpI/AAAAAAAAAW0/cLVdQcpWNZg/s320/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously can he get any cuter (I know I'm prejudiced but really.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdllwkLo-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/LUYgSHFBKbE/s1600/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500977169222575074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdllwkLo-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/LUYgSHFBKbE/s320/36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There he is with his silly rock, this picture was the one we used for his birthday invitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdk3ak4AtI/AAAAAAAAAWk/h8pSwRGsBPw/s1600/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500976373045920466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdk3ak4AtI/AAAAAAAAAWk/h8pSwRGsBPw/s320/32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little guy has the funniest facial expressions and often has the biggest cheeser grin on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdkR61xO0I/AAAAAAAAAWc/oNWTmAZI8tM/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500975728871684930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdkR61xO0I/AAAAAAAAAWc/oNWTmAZI8tM/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amber and her sister have taken up knitting and have made the most adorable hats that they use in picture shoots.  Very talented girls those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-45930563699789767?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/45930563699789767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/fun-fathers-day-pictures-and-1-year.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/45930563699789767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/45930563699789767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/fun-fathers-day-pictures-and-1-year.html' title='Fun fathers day pictures and 1 year pictures'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdoRge567I/AAAAAAAAAXU/D0-E7LLPiZs/s72-c/Mckade+1st_8728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-6548911726524208456</id><published>2010-08-02T17:48:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:31:15.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying goodbye to a wonderful man</title><content type='html'>On June 6th my dad was admitted to the hospital with a bad case of pneumonia that had hit him pretty hard just the day before, 2 weeks later he passed away on June 21st from complications from the pneumonia and AML (acute myelogenous leukemia.)  These 2 weeks were such a blur and to tell you the truth I don't know where June even went this year.  As anyone who has lost a love one rather suddenly it doesn't sink in for awhile that they are really gone and you just went through what you had.  Even now writing this over 1 month later I can't believe how our lives have changed in such a short amount of time.  When my dad got sick we didn't know he had leukemia but when he was admitted his labs were all abnormal which led them to do a bone marrow biopsy within 12 hours of admission and that Thursday we found out that he had AML which is a very aggressive form of leukemia.  The treatment plan, if he was able to fight the pneumonia would have been for a bone marrow transplant to treat an underlying condition that makes the bone marrow function abnormally and which was what he had that was left untreated and unnoticed that then converted to leukemia.  He fought hard and put up with so much in those 2 weeks that I wouldn't wish on my enemy and in the end his pneumonia won because his immune system just couldn't keep up and fight like it could have had he not had the leukemia.  The nurses and doctors at both Utah Valley and LDS hospital where he passed away were great, they were so compassionate and caring and I'm so proud to be a nurse after seeing how caring they were to my father as he was dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The angering thing about this is that he didn't deserve this, not like anyone does but it just isn't fair to see such a kind and patient man being dealt these cards when there are sooo many bad people in the world that this could have happened to.  I guess it's all part of the plan even though we don't understand it right now.  I've learned how important it is to make sure those around you know how much they mean to you and how much you love them because you never know when they might be gone.  I know my dad knew that he was loved and appreciated and I know that he is in heaven right know playing with the grandkids still waiting to be born and making sure they know all about guns, hunting and fishing.  I do regret that McKade won't grow up with my dad in his life because my grandparents have played such an important part in my life and I'm sad he will miss that from my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know time will heal the pain but it will never completely go away.  Our family has been shown so much support and compassion during this all and we are truly grateful for everyones thoughts and prayers during this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdcrS6jNqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QYLG82xqGvg/s1600/Picture+463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500967368737896098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdcrS6jNqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QYLG82xqGvg/s320/Picture+463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was taken last year on fathers day when we came home from the hospital after having McKade, exactly 1 year prior to my fathers passing.  All of us kids went to LDS hospital on the 20th (fathers day) and were able to spend time with dad and say our goodbyes when it became evident that he wasn't going to get better and he passed away early in the morning of the 21st.  What a more fitting way to spend fathers day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdcJtg-NZI/AAAAAAAAAWM/33RtLmfI7VE/s1600/IMG_5468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500966791762818450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdcJtg-NZI/AAAAAAAAAWM/33RtLmfI7VE/s320/IMG_5468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we blessed McKade me and Paul had a hard time deciding who to ask to do the honors.  Paul wanted to have his brother or brother in law to do it but I was adament that my dad give the blessing, in the end my father was able to bless McKade and I'm so grateful to have this memory and he did such a great job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdbofCNw9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/sn_NoMnxlLE/s1600/100_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500966220940035026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdbofCNw9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/sn_NoMnxlLE/s320/100_0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you could say one thing about my dad it is that he loves his family, especially his grandkids.  He was always like a big teddy bear around them and would do absolutely anything for any of us.  He will be missed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdbdcE6T3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Ual0YbGMtiQ/s1600/DSCI0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500966031167475570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdbdcE6T3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Ual0YbGMtiQ/s320/DSCI0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We burried dad in Malad, ID where he was born, it's so pretty there and he's burried by his parents.  My mother felt like this was fitting and that he would have wanted to be there instead of in Orem.  He also had said a couple times that he wanted to just be burried in a "pine box", I don't think the fancy, beautiful pine box my mother chose was exactly what he had in mind but it was a "pine box" even if a more expensive one than he had visioned.  This picture is at the graveside and the man there is his best friend Jim, he and my dad's brother were able to be at the hospital that last day and they were able to give my dad a wonderful blessing, I'm so glad they were able to be there.  I know Jim will miss my dad, they had been friends since college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdbMabfrUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/I6N4hToXWWc/s1600/DSCI0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500965738667552066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdbMabfrUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/I6N4hToXWWc/s320/DSCI0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFda-dGc7YI/AAAAAAAAAVs/yoWT5AjLkY0/s1600/DSCI0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500965498866429314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFda-dGc7YI/AAAAAAAAAVs/yoWT5AjLkY0/s320/DSCI0399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kirk played a beautiful song on his guitar that he wrote at the graveside and he did a great job.  I know my dad appreciated this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdauTUAyJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/08shC59WIBE/s1600/DSCI0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500965221361043602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdauTUAyJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/08shC59WIBE/s320/DSCI0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you knew my dad you would understand this because of his sense of humor.  Another thing he had told us was that when he died that we had to put a bumper sticker that said "I'd rather be breathing" on his coffin.  We had this made at the mall before his funeral and when we told the person at the store what it was for he looked at us and said "I don't want to laugh but that is the funniest thing I have heard".  It was funny and fitting and I know dad was laughing right along with everyone at the graveside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdaf-BzcdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZNbgZe5KuB0/s1600/DSCI0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500964975129358802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdaf-BzcdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZNbgZe5KuB0/s320/DSCI0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This has been hard to blog about but also good, I think I have procrastinated doing this but feel better getting some thoughts down and remembering good times we have all had with our father.  He was a wonderful man and we all miss him so much but I am grateful and thankful for the times we did have with him and can't wait to see him again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-6548911726524208456?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6548911726524208456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/saying-goodbye-to-wonderful-man.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/6548911726524208456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/6548911726524208456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/saying-goodbye-to-wonderful-man.html' title='Saying goodbye to a wonderful man'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdcrS6jNqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QYLG82xqGvg/s72-c/Picture+463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-8487912785596989047</id><published>2010-08-02T17:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T17:48:45.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>June 19, 2010: McKade's 1st birthday</title><content type='html'>I know every mother says it but it's so true, I can't believe that 1 year has past since this little man came into our lives. We have had so much fun this past year and feel so blessed that he is ours, he keeps us laughing every day and is still such a little, mellow boy who goes with the flow. He has always been so good natured so I hope he stays this way when he hits the "terrible twos". In the midst of my father being sick we still planned a birthday party, we missed my parents being there because they had planned on coming down for the weekend and we were going to take them out to eat at the new restaurant that Paul finished remodeling not too long ago. Anyways plans change and they weren't able to make it given the circumstances but we still had a good time. We had a party for friends and family at the park, ate good food (pizza-ok it was the easiest), cake and fun times for all. McKade was a little hesitant at first with the cake like he wasn't sure what to do with it but once we gave him time he went to town. He would get a handfull and drop it off the highchair and finally started to try to eat it without his hands and just his mouth. Such a fun thing to watch and glad we were outside because it made clean up sooo much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRyu9rJsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/orIBd1wA4gE/s1600/IMG_6306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500955401898370754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRyu9rJsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/orIBd1wA4gE/s320/IMG_6306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hmmmmm........what to do, what to do....... I think I'll just eat it like this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRyVo8L5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/vJRvS9aaNkQ/s1600/IMG_6281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500955395100520338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRyVo8L5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/vJRvS9aaNkQ/s320/IMG_6281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRx7g-98I/AAAAAAAAAVE/dPEGbdGPkv8/s1600/IMG_6268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500955388087826370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRx7g-98I/AAAAAAAAAVE/dPEGbdGPkv8/s320/IMG_6268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "This icing is pretty good", it ended up pretty much everywhere but that's the fun of the first birthday party and their very own smash cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRxkaCaCI/AAAAAAAAAU8/smj_rPQfOeQ/s1600/IMG_6244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500955381884676130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRxkaCaCI/AAAAAAAAAU8/smj_rPQfOeQ/s320/IMG_6244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was spoiled with lots of toys and had plenty of help opening his gifts with cousins and friends there to help out. He was still enthralled with the paper and ribbons, such amazing stuff to little kids, who needs the toys inside of all that paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRxJRLQmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1KrvcCq5PNo/s1600/IMG_6182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500955374599750242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRxJRLQmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1KrvcCq5PNo/s320/IMG_6182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The theme was a puppy party because currently his obsession is dogs and is constantly calling out for da (dogs, Daisy our dog) and will pant. On the fourth of July he was just waking up and was talking in his sleep (we learned this when we shared a room with him recently that he talks in his sleep and must be dreaming about dogs because he will mutter "da!" and pant like a dog), anyways the morning of the fourth he was waking up and heard dogs outside barking and clear as day said "daisy", it was too wierd to hear an actual 2 syllable word come out of such a little mouth and ever since it's been "daisy" everything. We have realized that we must tell Daisy to be quiet too much because now he will say "daisy" or "da" and than hold his finger to his mouth and shush it. He will do this to any animal he sees lately, I need to get it on video because it's pretty funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mckade's 1 year physical went well despite him being a shrimp for his age. He only weighed 16 lbs 13 oz and 29 inches long, doctor said to just continue to feed him like we are and come back in September to have his weight checked and will see how he is then. He isn't walking yet but is walking along anything he can hold on to and will push his little car or train around walking behind it. When we try to get him to stand he will balance pretty good sometimes but will start to laugh and slowly lower himself to the floor, I don't know what is so funny to him about standing up on his own but he's a little stinker. After he does this we will often try again and he won't even straighten his legs to attempt to stand. Oh well, soon enough he will be walking/running and we will really have our hands full so in it's own time. I've decided that he will just talk first, this last month he has really started to imitate anything we say and seems to pick up language rather quickly. In the week he started to say "daisy", he learned "Ashy" for my sister Ashley (first name by the way besided mama and dada), hot and associated this word with the stove and bbq (smart little shit I think), "that" and will point at what he wants and some times "see that" (of course this is in baby talk but it's pretty clear that's what he is saying). The other day he was pointing and saying "that" to Paul's cell phone so Paul gave him the TV remote because he will play like this is a phone sometimes but not this time, he promptly put the remote down et insistently continued saying "that" pointing at the phone. Sometimes it's scary to see how smart he can be at such a young age, absolutely amazing watching his little brain learn. Well that's pretty much all that's new with our wonderful boy up until now. We love him to death and can't wait to see what the next year brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-8487912785596989047?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8487912785596989047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/june-19-2010-mckades-1st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/8487912785596989047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/8487912785596989047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/june-19-2010-mckades-1st-birthday.html' title='June 19, 2010: McKade&apos;s 1st birthday'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFdRyu9rJsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/orIBd1wA4gE/s72-c/IMG_6306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-6371298736207439102</id><published>2010-07-31T23:05:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:39:38.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime catch up part 1</title><content type='html'>It has been a crazy couple of months and we have so much that has been going on in our lives, some good times.....some not so good times. Too many pictures to share but have a few fun ones here of some of our good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKade wanted his cousin Holden to wake up and play so he kept crawling over top of him. He has so much fun with his cousins because he usually isn't around a lot of little kids so when he gets time with them he has a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUFXh2UzqI/AAAAAAAAAUs/B49Y6yUTU6k/s1600/IMG_6173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500308421684285090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUFXh2UzqI/AAAAAAAAAUs/B49Y6yUTU6k/s320/IMG_6173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently people down in these parts of Utah eat goat like it's totally normal (wierd to me but that's my opinion), anyways Paul decided it was high time to introduce McKade to goat and gave him one of the bones from his goat chops and I'm sad to report that he loved it. He chewed and sucked on that disgusting thing for 20 minutes. Isn't he such a cheeser. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUFBOecpPI/AAAAAAAAAUk/nYXhJ3jkWVo/s1600/IMG_6155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500308038526739698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUFBOecpPI/AAAAAAAAAUk/nYXhJ3jkWVo/s320/IMG_6155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What can I say, this kid is definately my child and has a ton of hair. Actually me and Paul both have thick hair so this child is lucky to be blessed with a full head of hair. It sticks straight up when I get him out of the tub, it's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUEsEIdEKI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tQtTj0BS8rc/s1600/IMG_6138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500307674972885154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUEsEIdEKI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tQtTj0BS8rc/s320/IMG_6138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fun times in Scofield cuddling with our little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUEaELO2eI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lL8SK37DxKI/s1600/IMG_6125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500307365746891234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUEaELO2eI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lL8SK37DxKI/s320/IMG_6125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUECvx_2sI/AAAAAAAAAUM/9_-tO7s8Q4A/s1600/IMG_6118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500306965135350466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUECvx_2sI/AAAAAAAAAUM/9_-tO7s8Q4A/s320/IMG_6118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKade enjoying his newest cousin Brant, he held still ong enough for a couple pictures than tried to maul him.  What handsomed little boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUDlFbCZaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ahqsslk8iTI/s1600/IMG_6099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500306455548552610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUDlFbCZaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ahqsslk8iTI/s320/IMG_6099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-6371298736207439102?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6371298736207439102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/summertime-catch-up-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/6371298736207439102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/6371298736207439102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/summertime-catch-up-part-1.html' title='Summertime catch up part 1'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/TFUFXh2UzqI/AAAAAAAAAUs/B49Y6yUTU6k/s72-c/IMG_6173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-4771246988238286925</id><published>2010-05-19T21:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:35:47.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>11 months old......</title><content type='html'>Our little man is 11 months old today.  He has seemed to grow up so much just in the last month it amazes me.  He is climbing up on everything and getting all over the house.  He still hasn't decided to crawl conventionally and just does the inch worm crawl it's so funny.  He is able to get up on all fours and will go a bit this way but decided that he is much faster in his own way of crawling.  He may just end up skipping this and go straight to walking.  Also he finally got his first tooth on April 15th and has now had 5 teeth break thru.  The last couple were the hard ones for him and he was pretty miserable but overall I think we have gotten off easy compared to the horror stories I have heard with teething kids.  His new obsession is dog "da", if he hears a dog bark or finds a dog in a book he gets so excited and yells "da, da" and will pant like a dog.  I just love to see this little mind learn and pick up on things.  I'm trying to teach him some sign language but usually he just looks at me and laughs like I'm crazy.  Oh well it's still entertaining.  I can't believe that in 1 month we will be cerebrating his 1st birthday, it doesn't seem like one year has passed. We are still deciding what to do for his birthday but it should be fun.  Here are a few fun pictures of this growing little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_SopNU6t6I/AAAAAAAAATo/sISf9rxW82s/s1600/IMG_6079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473184873067493282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_SopNU6t6I/AAAAAAAAATo/sISf9rxW82s/s320/IMG_6079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy dressed him so cute today when I was at work, I usually leave an outfit out for him but today I forgot to so I was presently suprised to find him dressed so handsomely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_SoooSNHFI/AAAAAAAAATg/oUnX79V3j1k/s1600/IMG_6039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473184863124003922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_SoooSNHFI/AAAAAAAAATg/oUnX79V3j1k/s320/IMG_6039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thinking he is just is so cool and big being able to sit up on his knees and get into his toys.  Granted he just pulls all them off the shelves but oh well it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_SooCxpUpI/AAAAAAAAATY/IJpvtV7pmq8/s1600/IMG_6035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473184853055328914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_SooCxpUpI/AAAAAAAAATY/IJpvtV7pmq8/s320/IMG_6035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently we are on our phones way too much around the babe because he has started to imitate talking on the phone with anything he gets a hold of.  The other day he picked up my curling iron in the bathroom and held it up to his ear like a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_Sonlsm82I/AAAAAAAAATQ/nWN_9lEH8-Q/s1600/IMG_6001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473184845249573730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_Sonlsm82I/AAAAAAAAATQ/nWN_9lEH8-Q/s320/IMG_6001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He thinks he just so funny sometimes and gets this cheeser grin.  Usually he does this when I get the camera out, he knows that he is supposed to smile and pose for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_Sone98gCI/AAAAAAAAATI/QW102B7UFo8/s1600/IMG_6026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473184843443240994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_Sone98gCI/AAAAAAAAATI/QW102B7UFo8/s320/IMG_6026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first glimpse of his first pearly white, just barely broken thru at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-4771246988238286925?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4771246988238286925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/11-months-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4771246988238286925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4771246988238286925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/11-months-old.html' title='11 months old......'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S_SopNU6t6I/AAAAAAAAATo/sISf9rxW82s/s72-c/IMG_6079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-3776109372458990763</id><published>2010-04-11T11:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:18:45.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Way too long..... (part deux)</title><content type='html'>Like I said I have so much to update so this post had to be a 2 parter.  Anyways..... Easter was fun with McKade around, even though he didn't know what was going on he still enjoyed his Easter baskets from us and Grandma and Grandpa Metelko.  He is funny with "containers" of any sort, he will dump everything out then put the stuff back in and will do this over and over.  He liked the easter eggs because some had stuff in them so he liked to shake them and make noise.  I have him a marshmellow peeps and he wasn't having anything to do with touching it because it was sticking to his hand.  If I held it for him he would taste it but wouldn't touch it himself.  It was too funny to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMHhP12jI/AAAAAAAAATA/FLesWoQXnS4/s1600/IMG_5992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458939021649893938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMHhP12jI/AAAAAAAAATA/FLesWoQXnS4/s320/IMG_5992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKade has decided that sitting up in the bath is boring and now insists on getting onto his tummy, I can sit him up and he will immediately get back onto his tummy.  He looks like a little frog swimming when he does this it's funny.  He will also stick his mouth in the water and lap at it like a dog, every now and then he will put his face in further that he intended and get a suprise nose-full of water.  He will learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMHG1xfTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/GbqaH_4-6yg/s1600/IMG_5942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458939014561234226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMHG1xfTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/GbqaH_4-6yg/s320/IMG_5942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This shows the sense of humor he is getting.  I have had a cold for the past couple of weeks and always get this annoying cough that hangs on forever.  I have noticed that when I cough McKade will cover his ears, how does a 9 month old know to cover his ears to block out an annoying cough?????  Today I was feeding him and was able to cough and get him to do it for a picture.  It's soooo funny because he will do it over and over each time I cough.  If only he could talk he would tell me to "shut up with the coughing all ready".  Other funny things he does is he smile but will scrunch up his face so his eyes close and then will laugh and do it again.  He also has started making this funny noise so he will do his scrunchy face smile, make his funny noise and laugh at himself or with us because we are laughing and do it over and over.  I have tried to catch it on video but haven't been able to yet.  When I do I will be sure to post it because it's good for a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMGiSiLuI/AAAAAAAAASw/-Nvrt8RiElQ/s1600/DSCI0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458939004749754082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMGiSiLuI/AAAAAAAAASw/-Nvrt8RiElQ/s320/DSCI0299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this past week I had a birthday........this one I would like to forget because I turned 30 (gasp!?!?!?!)  When did this happen, I still remember being a dumb teenager skipping class in highschool (sorry mom) and now I'm 30.  I can't believe it, time really does fly when you are having fun.  My mother in law had dinner for us and than me, Paul and McKade went to Orem on Friday for some shopping and dinner.  My mom watched McKade so we could go to dinner, I can't remember the last time we went to dinner just by ourselves.  It was nice to just be the 2 of us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMGPv-ToI/AAAAAAAAASo/PH53akR9b-c/s1600/DSCI0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458938999772958338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMGPv-ToI/AAAAAAAAASo/PH53akR9b-c/s320/DSCI0296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since I was at work on Thursday on my birthday Paul helped Mckade send me flowers.  They are absolutely gorgeous and so sweet.  The card said "Happy 30th mom, love McKade", very sweet.  First time I have gotten flowers sent to me at work, great job babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMFxYur3I/AAAAAAAAASg/w2V-BN3E6lI/s1600/DSCI0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458938991622401906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMFxYur3I/AAAAAAAAASg/w2V-BN3E6lI/s320/DSCI0291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...a marathon post but finally caught up with what has been going on in our lives for the past month or so.  Bring on spring and the warm weather, we are getting antsy and need to get outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-3776109372458990763?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3776109372458990763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/way-too-long-part-deux.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3776109372458990763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3776109372458990763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/way-too-long-part-deux.html' title='Way too long..... (part deux)'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IMHhP12jI/AAAAAAAAATA/FLesWoQXnS4/s72-c/IMG_5992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-1756299527491628928</id><published>2010-04-11T11:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:19:29.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Way too long......(part 1)</title><content type='html'>It's been way to long since I have uploaded this. When I find a free moment I have 10 other things that needs to get done and this comes last. In the last month we have done a lot and had so much fun. McKade went to his first parade, we celebrated our first Easter as a family, spent a weekend with Grandma and Grandpa Ward, went swimming for the first time and had so much fun doing it all. McKade is getting the funniest personality and you can see his sense of humor coming out. It's amazing to me how much he knows and how smart he is. I can't believe how fast the little ones learn how to interact with their world. Oh what a ride....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IHBk8_6KI/AAAAAAAAASY/bYQOiCzpdfU/s1600/IMG_5895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458933422007249058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IHBk8_6KI/AAAAAAAAASY/bYQOiCzpdfU/s320/IMG_5895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKade was "helping" me fold laundry and thought it was pretty funny to have daddy's socks on his hands. He went crazy swinging his arms around and laughing at the socks flapping around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IHBDV3cwI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nAirigTQpCY/s1600/DSCI0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458933412984746754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IHBDV3cwI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nAirigTQpCY/s320/DSCI0278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin Holden turned 5 at the end of March and we went swimming for his party. At first McKade didn't know what to think of the water, nor did I because it was cold for a pool I thought. After he got used to it he thought it was pretty cool and kept squealing and laughing at his cousins and splashing. Lots of fun. His swim trunks are still too big on him even though they are only 6-9 months but I had to roll them down so the waist was a little tighter on him. What a stud huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IHA5wb4LI/AAAAAAAAASI/FgrG84Lyq-o/s1600/DSCI0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458933410411831474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IHA5wb4LI/AAAAAAAAASI/FgrG84Lyq-o/s320/DSCI0270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley kept trying to get a picture of him looking at the camera and smiling but either he was whining because he was still getting used to the water or was distracted by the other kids. Either way we still got some fun pictures of him swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IHAR2DMkI/AAAAAAAAASA/scOQoQxXuLg/s1600/DSCI0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458933399697961538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IHAR2DMkI/AAAAAAAAASA/scOQoQxXuLg/s320/DSCI0231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Price has a St Patricks day parade every year, it's kind of lame but the kids thought it was cool. I thought McKade would get scared of the fire engine sirens but he was fascinated with the parade. The 2 boys are my friends kids and are just adorable, the older one Cayson (holding on to McKade) looks like a little studly man huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IG_6LKgqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/oe6mjvgRe6s/s1600/IMG_5915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458933393344070306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IG_6LKgqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/oe6mjvgRe6s/s320/IMG_5915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the same weekend we went to my parents for Holden's birthday. It had been since Christmas since the kids had seen McKade so he has changed a ton since then. They had so fun with him. McKade fell over while sitting up and hit his head and started to cry, Kiya jumped down from the counter where she was eating and washed her hands and ran out to the living room to comfort him. What a big mother huh. Kennedy was fascinated with the other baby and was so funny with McKade. And Holden just loved having another boy around and was too fun to watch him with McKade. I wish we lived closer to them so they got to spend more time together, we always had so much fun growing up with our cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-1756299527491628928?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1756299527491628928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/way-to-longpart-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1756299527491628928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1756299527491628928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/way-to-longpart-1.html' title='Way too long......(part 1)'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S8IHBk8_6KI/AAAAAAAAASY/bYQOiCzpdfU/s72-c/IMG_5895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-3092855530721055830</id><published>2010-03-01T20:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:40:10.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McKade's new tricks...</title><content type='html'>This little monster is getting so big and I really try to keep up with all of his changes and new things he does so I will remember them since it's just flying by.  I've said it before but you really don't understand or have any idea what people mean when they say this time will fly by so fast until it's happening to you.  I can't believe it's been 8 months since this little man came into our lives and turned them upside down but we wouldn't change it for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN92yMl-I/AAAAAAAAARM/FIVaQrw7Yoo/s1600-h/IMG_5856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443882143401678818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN92yMl-I/AAAAAAAAARM/FIVaQrw7Yoo/s320/IMG_5856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The baby swing has been a lifesaver for when we are getting ready in the mornings..... that is until now.  Unless he is "tethered" in he pulls these tricks and sits up, does pull up's on the toy hanger above him, push himself almost out the top of the swing etc.  We are going to have to find another solution for our busy mornings because the swing is being phased out I'm afraid.  Put away until the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN9CSM62I/AAAAAAAAARE/TToMGlVtkZM/s1600-h/IMG_5841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443882129308838754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN9CSM62I/AAAAAAAAARE/TToMGlVtkZM/s320/IMG_5841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKade started to give us big, slobberly, open mouth kisses the last month. It's so funny, this picture isn't a very good one but I just love thes kisses.  He has also started that patting me on the back and plays with my chin/face when he nurses.  He's also started thess monkey tricks and will lift his leg up on my arm/shoulder also when he is nursing, it's funny.  Can't really get a picture of this without some pornographic images also being caught :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN8SUbG5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K_O8UvRKudk/s1600-h/IMG_5834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443882116433255314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN8SUbG5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/K_O8UvRKudk/s320/IMG_5834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He isn't crawling yet, is just barely starting to figure out how to scoot on his belly.  We will try to get him up on all fours so he can get the jist of the crawling phase but he will crack up and fall right to his belly because his thighs are so ticklish (spelling??)  Just because he isn't crawling doesn't mean he stays put by any means, he scoots all over the floor on his back or will roll around and scoot until he gets what he wants.  He loves to play peek-a-boo and laughs so hard when we play with him.  He starts to anticipate us startling him when we play and will giggle before we have even said boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN7gmTI7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/FDTvXUcwD38/s1600-h/IMG_5830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443882103086457778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN7gmTI7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/FDTvXUcwD38/s320/IMG_5830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's another picture of his slow goodbye with his swing (he was strapped in and not in danger of falling on his head, I know it doesn't look like that).  I'm surprised he didn't tip out though because the seat was pushed all the way back because he was leaning forward so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN6ZhZ6JI/AAAAAAAAAQs/4tmHCqIB_fQ/s1600-h/IMG_5829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443882084007012498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN6ZhZ6JI/AAAAAAAAAQs/4tmHCqIB_fQ/s320/IMG_5829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He thinks he's pretty hot stuff sitting up here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other things about our little guy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-He's still a thumb sucker, when he's tired in goes the thumb and he's usually out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-He loves, loves, loves yogurt.  He tried this a couple weeks ago and can't get enough of the Yo-baby yogurts.  I think they are disgusting but hey, if he likes them great.  He will scarf down the whole 6 ounce container with no problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-He loves to eat, loves his vegetables and is liking his fruit more.  Still haven't pushed plain bananas much but is liking them in mixed fruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Getting to be a social butterfly and loves other little kids.  He will squeal and try to get their attention and just hams it up for the other kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-He will strike a pose when I get the camera out, he isn't like some kids that immediately look away, instead he will look right at the camera and smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-He is still a little stinker on the weekends with his naps.  I'm not sure if he's just used to his routine during the week with Grandma Metelko or just wants to stay up with me when I'm home but he just fights me to nap.  Oh well he will sleep good that night and I enjoy my days home with him since I don't get all day with him during the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-He sleeps great at night.  Will usually go down about 7:30-8 until around 6am.  I know an early riser but the uninterrupted sleep is great and that makes the early mornings not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;-He is totally into any electronic gadget he can get his hands on.  Oh yah and if you take it away he will through a mini tantrum because you took it away.  Oh no....it's all ready started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well these are just some of the little things that I want to make sure I jot down so I remember them.  I only blog about McKade and don't really mention us much.  Work is good, busy but good.  Paul has been busy finishing his current project.  Maybe when this one's done we can actually work on some of our projects.  Everytime I mention something that needs to get done around our house Paul will ask if I "put it on the list".  I keep telling him that our "list" is bulls**t and it needs to be torn up and restarted because nothing gets done, lol.  Oh well, everything in it's time, things will get done...... someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-3092855530721055830?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3092855530721055830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/mckades-new-tricks.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3092855530721055830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3092855530721055830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/mckades-new-tricks.html' title='McKade&apos;s new tricks...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yN92yMl-I/AAAAAAAAARM/FIVaQrw7Yoo/s72-c/IMG_5856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-5524842592593142674</id><published>2010-03-01T20:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:55:52.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the park!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today was a beautiful day today, it got all the way up to 45 degrees.  Pretty sad that 45 degrees is considered warm, but anyways it was a great day to meet some friends at the park and get out of the house.  We are getting a little stir crazy.  The last time we went to the park McKade was only a few months old so it was fun to be able to put him in the swing and he had a blast.  When he saw the other kids he was squealing and laughing and so excited, he's becoming a social butterfly and it's so fun to watch him interact with other kids.  He had so much fun in the swing, check out the cute pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI4mPT-rI/AAAAAAAAAQk/X23Yq4QeN6Q/s1600-h/IMG_5865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443876555502910130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI4mPT-rI/AAAAAAAAAQk/X23Yq4QeN6Q/s320/IMG_5865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other little boy is my friend Mandy's little guy, Cal.  Cal was so excited to "swing with the baby".  It was so funny to watch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI37dieZI/AAAAAAAAAQc/orM_J0OclTw/s1600-h/IMG_5863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443876544019855762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI37dieZI/AAAAAAAAAQc/orM_J0OclTw/s320/IMG_5863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little nose started to get a little red from the cold but he didn't care, just happy to get out and have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI3M6kboI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Jzcu1Ja37WU/s1600-h/IMG_5870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443876531525152386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI3M6kboI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Jzcu1Ja37WU/s320/IMG_5870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my friend Amber's little darling girl Kaylie and she just had to push him in the swing.  So funny, her mom is expecting a baby boy this summer and Kaylie will be such a cute big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI2ULgnYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ykaoHYfQmBI/s1600-h/IMG_5882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443876516295384450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI2ULgnYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ykaoHYfQmBI/s320/IMG_5882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just some more cute pics of McKade deep in thought on the swing, trying to figure out what to think of the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI1j8Zv0I/AAAAAAAAAQE/mYQ7QJ14DB0/s1600-h/IMG_5885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443876503347117890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI1j8Zv0I/AAAAAAAAAQE/mYQ7QJ14DB0/s320/IMG_5885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love this little guy, it's getting fun to watch him grow up and change even though I'm so sad that he is all ready 8 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-5524842592593142674?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5524842592593142674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/fun-at-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5524842592593142674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5524842592593142674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/fun-at-park.html' title='Fun at the park!!!!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S4yI4mPT-rI/AAAAAAAAAQk/X23Yq4QeN6Q/s72-c/IMG_5865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-4535558164473704294</id><published>2010-02-01T20:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:40:45.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby loves his mommy</title><content type='html'>Why is it that during the week McKade will take an 1 1/2 hour nap in the morning and afternoon for Judy but on the weekends when I'm home and could use this break to get stuff done he won't nap or pulls this 30 min nap thing.  Oh yah... and he decided that it's fun to wake up at 5am, he will sleep from 8pm on but this early rising is getting old when I could sleep in later.  Anyways I'm convinced that it's because he knows that his mommy is home and not going to work so he is just trying to get his fill of me before Monday rolls around again.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-4535558164473704294?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4535558164473704294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-baby-loves-his-mommy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4535558164473704294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4535558164473704294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-baby-loves-his-mommy.html' title='My baby loves his mommy'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-5781764846652856250</id><published>2010-01-31T11:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:58:26.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Them nasty bananas......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3b7589fcadd3cbf7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3b7589fcadd3cbf7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329852213%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81E6F4D0D8A510FEAE8F7411575E2389F3A3502F.2250CAFF8A6B5C203D726BAC57B20D3E3F66B9E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3b7589fcadd3cbf7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIC3odVThXWOUFt9XtzfSbvomENs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3b7589fcadd3cbf7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329852213%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81E6F4D0D8A510FEAE8F7411575E2389F3A3502F.2250CAFF8A6B5C203D726BAC57B20D3E3F66B9E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3b7589fcadd3cbf7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIC3odVThXWOUFt9XtzfSbvomENs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the funniest video I have ever seen.  This was one of the first times I gave McKade bananas and needless to say it didn't go over well.  Really it was awhile before he would eat fruit and right now he really only likes applesauce and pears.  Anyways this video is hilarious enjoy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-5781764846652856250?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3b7589fcadd3cbf7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5781764846652856250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/them-nasty-bananas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5781764846652856250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5781764846652856250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/them-nasty-bananas.html' title='Them nasty bananas......'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-1961520760102781452</id><published>2010-01-31T10:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:25:17.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Cell phone pictures</title><content type='html'>I finally found my adapter to upload my pictures from my cell phone and found some cute pictures I wanted to post. They are out of order from what I meant them to be, darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture I took because of the darling boots he has on. These were given to Paul from our dear friend and McKade's "godmother" Dannette. She gave these boots to Paul as a gift when we found out we were having a baby. I didn't think he would ever be big enough to fit into them but the day has finally come. He looks like a little boy with these boots on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XICbd0-dI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1bvVZALQStY/s1600-h/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432968469550528978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XICbd0-dI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1bvVZALQStY/s320/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before McKade finally figured out how to roll over he was becoming quite the contortionist (spelling???). He would arch his back like this and scoot around and almost roll but couldn't quite make it over. He still arches his back like this and moves all over the floor on the back of his head, needless to say he has worn the hair off the back of his head. So funny though to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XIBku8p9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/MvJZfOIDaw4/s1600-h/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432968454858385362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XIBku8p9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/MvJZfOIDaw4/s320/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of McKades first grins/smirks and I happened to catch it just right with the camera. Usually when he was starting to smile the minute I would get out the camera or my phone his face would turn to stone and I wasn't going to get a smile no matter what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XIBLh48GI/AAAAAAAAAPs/reCoZPuxRPY/s1600-h/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432968448092729442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XIBLh48GI/AAAAAAAAAPs/reCoZPuxRPY/s320/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor little beat up baby. This was right after he was born and I didn't realize how swollen and beat up he was until looking back at these pictures now. He ended up with a scab on his left eye from the forceps which is funny to look at pictures now and see a scab on my newborns face. Wierd that this was 7 1/2 months ago. Wow how much life has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XIAYvCFsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/OH91KKLUN_I/s1600-h/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432968434457646786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XIAYvCFsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/OH91KKLUN_I/s320/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sweet picture was taken on Paul's first father's day. McKade was born on a Friday and father's day was that Sunday the day we went home from the hospital, kinda of neat for Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XH_wv6UsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/xtz8PUFhhSg/s1600-h/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432968423723913922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XH_wv6UsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/xtz8PUFhhSg/s320/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I have the funniest video on my phone that I'm trying to figure out how to post, any tips let me know because it's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-1961520760102781452?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1961520760102781452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-cell-phone-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1961520760102781452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1961520760102781452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-cell-phone-pictures.html' title='Random Cell phone pictures'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2XICbd0-dI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1bvVZALQStY/s72-c/Cellphone+pictures+until+jan+2010+188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-1473940370474116788</id><published>2010-01-31T10:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:38:17.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rub A Dub Dub.....</title><content type='html'>McKade loves his bath-time.  He gets so excited and splashes, squeals and laughs.  Last night I got out some rubber ducks and let him play with them while he bathed and he had a blast.  He is such a funny little boy and getting smarter every day.  Such a handsome little devil huh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-0IcPSwI/AAAAAAAAAPU/8M8rL_k9QCo/s1600-h/IMG_5801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432958328320772866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-0IcPSwI/AAAAAAAAAPU/8M8rL_k9QCo/s320/IMG_5801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course he just wanted to eat the ducks, everything goes into the mouth these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-zkdgz0I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ItJvRgEccvg/s1600-h/IMG_5803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432958318662438722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-zkdgz0I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ItJvRgEccvg/s320/IMG_5803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There he is again plotting to eat the duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-y5M4pOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/7GW7xpvA39w/s1600-h/IMG_5818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432958307049972962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-y5M4pOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/7GW7xpvA39w/s320/IMG_5818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crazy hair post bath, it's so fine that it dries so fast but sticks everywhere when I first dry it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-yZnOHBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/wEM3xzvKjv8/s1600-h/IMG_5822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432958298570497042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-yZnOHBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/wEM3xzvKjv8/s320/IMG_5822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the end result a very handsome little boy with his hair all slicked down.  We just love this little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-xwk54ZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JXhxJcYNxKk/s1600-h/IMG_5827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432958287554929042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-xwk54ZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JXhxJcYNxKk/s320/IMG_5827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-1473940370474116788?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1473940370474116788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/rub-dub-dub.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1473940370474116788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1473940370474116788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/rub-dub-dub.html' title='Rub A Dub Dub.....'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S2W-0IcPSwI/AAAAAAAAAPU/8M8rL_k9QCo/s72-c/IMG_5801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-7415536861260774170</id><published>2010-01-09T10:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T10:25:08.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Christmas fun</title><content type='html'>Had more pictures to post but couldn't get them all on the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i56CZRfYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ReVBBYkUKM8/s1600-h/IMG_5741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424790157894188418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i56CZRfYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ReVBBYkUKM8/s320/IMG_5741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My two men cuddling, McKade wasn't asleep here but was just closing his eyes to avoid the flash I think (think I take to many pictures....).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i55pCb6OI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SyjiBr-hiO4/s1600-h/IMG_5729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424790151087515874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i55pCb6OI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SyjiBr-hiO4/s320/IMG_5729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas day playing with his toys. He looks like such a big boy sitting up all by himself it's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i55WMCbLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/g17NyxT7mvA/s1600-h/IMG_5717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424790146027515058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i55WMCbLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/g17NyxT7mvA/s320/IMG_5717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas morning at Rudy and Judy's. He loves this little toy also mostly because he can take off the rings and chew on them. What else does a 6 month old need, as long as it can go in the mouth they are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i543iovEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/4KbgXGp35m4/s1600-h/IMG_5709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424790137800801346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i543iovEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/4KbgXGp35m4/s320/IMG_5709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty much the only thing he wanted to do with his gifts. If you would get a piece of paper started he would help you tear it but then it would immediately go in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i54hvQkwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dzpzP_IvvI0/s1600-h/IMG_5701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424790131948163842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i54hvQkwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dzpzP_IvvI0/s320/IMG_5701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have one of me and him but can't find it right now. McKade looks a little overwhelmed that he started to zone out some. Well that's enough picture overload for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-7415536861260774170?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7415536861260774170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-christmas-fun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/7415536861260774170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/7415536861260774170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-christmas-fun.html' title='More Christmas fun'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i56CZRfYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ReVBBYkUKM8/s72-c/IMG_5741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-635887799093484351</id><published>2010-01-09T09:49:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T10:07:51.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas fun</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had a great Christmas, we had a great time.  Too good because the last couple weeks have been so busy I haven't had a minute to post any pictures.  Baby is down for a nap (and who really  needs a clean house anyways right) so I thought I would finally update.&lt;br /&gt;This year Christmas was so fun having McKade around, even though he didn't really understand what was going on it was still great.  He really got into the wrapping paper and ribbons though, oh yah and he did think his toys were pretty cool also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1pD45e9I/AAAAAAAAAOE/HxXED4QZnyc/s1600-h/IMG_5683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424785468190981074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1pD45e9I/AAAAAAAAAOE/HxXED4QZnyc/s320/IMG_5683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Judy got him this adorable Santa outfit and it was hilarious.  We put him in this Christmas day and everyone loved it.  He did pretty good and left the hat on also.  What a little ham for the camera huh, he is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1orrM5DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mE2psSnYALo/s1600-h/IMG_5671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424785461691081778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1orrM5DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mE2psSnYALo/s320/IMG_5671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was taken Christmas eve after a long evening of family, dinner and fun.  He was such a good little boy and so much fun but was really cashed out by the time we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1oKKpq7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/fz_5xLUQEnQ/s1600-h/IMG_5664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424785452696185778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1oKKpq7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/fz_5xLUQEnQ/s320/IMG_5664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He got these cutest little toy balls that have different things in them like beads, bells etc. He thinks they are the best and holds them so seriuosly and inspects each one.  So much fun to see him interact and learn so much from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1nkAbc4I/AAAAAAAAANs/w7TDErGzkcI/s1600-h/IMG_5653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424785442452763522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1nkAbc4I/AAAAAAAAANs/w7TDErGzkcI/s320/IMG_5653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paul's coffee shop friend got him these adorable Rudolph slippers, they were a little big but I had to get a picture of them on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1nBewbSI/AAAAAAAAANk/I93T0b6QsAQ/s1600-h/IMG_5648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424785433184726306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1nBewbSI/AAAAAAAAANk/I93T0b6QsAQ/s320/IMG_5648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two handsome men.  There he is hamming it up for the camera again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-635887799093484351?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/635887799093484351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/635887799093484351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/635887799093484351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-fun.html' title='Christmas fun'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/S0i1pD45e9I/AAAAAAAAAOE/HxXED4QZnyc/s72-c/IMG_5683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-6521879479862897596</id><published>2009-12-24T14:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:29:50.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Pictures</title><content type='html'>I got McKade dressed up in his Christmas outfit and wanted to get some pics of him sitting up in front of the tree.  He is still learning to balance himself while sitting up so I had to catch him several times when he would tip over, I only missed once and he konked his head but just smiled and didn't cry.  Anyways this one Paul had just walked in the room and he got this huge smile.  Nothing can compare to these huge smiles we get from him when he is excited to see us.  Here are a few pictures that I got of him.  So funny.  We are having dinner with Paul's family tonight and we can't wait to see what McKade thinks of opening presents tomorrow.  I'm sure all he will be interested in will be the paper.  Hope everyone has a great Christmas and gets to enjoy family and good times.  Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SzPa24lftII/AAAAAAAAANc/niqf1Vqi1qI/s1600-h/IMG_5637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418915413094282370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SzPa24lftII/AAAAAAAAANc/niqf1Vqi1qI/s320/IMG_5637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Little cheeser grin!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SzPa2YW-2HI/AAAAAAAAANU/Q_VJF9yf4DA/s1600-h/IMG_5636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418915404443474034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SzPa2YW-2HI/AAAAAAAAANU/Q_VJF9yf4DA/s320/IMG_5636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            So big sitting up all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SzPa10B0FZI/AAAAAAAAANM/Ue4Le6CAlBc/s1600-h/IMG_5633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418915394691011986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SzPa10B0FZI/AAAAAAAAANM/Ue4Le6CAlBc/s320/IMG_5633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pic is hysterical, he knows that when I get the camera out and the red eye indicator starts to flash he has learned that he will soon be blinded by the flash so almost every time he will squint preparing for flash, so funny that I caught this right at this time.  More pictures to come after all the fuss of Christmas is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-6521879479862897596?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6521879479862897596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-tree-pictures.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/6521879479862897596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/6521879479862897596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-tree-pictures.html' title='Christmas Tree Pictures'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SzPa24lftII/AAAAAAAAANc/niqf1Vqi1qI/s72-c/IMG_5637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-5370928630752922884</id><published>2009-12-19T08:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T09:11:33.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the last 6 months go??????</title><content type='html'>Six months used to seem like a long time, that is until I had a baby. I can't believe that it has been six months since we had this sweet little boy. I know six months of pregnancy didn't go this fast (even if I felt great). Our lives have changed so much but I don 't really remember how it was to not have McKade around. He has been such a blessing and so fun to have around and I can't wait to see what the next six months bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0zPR8BKI/AAAAAAAAANE/lun8ydAnsLM/s1600-h/IMG_5624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416973612932138146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0zPR8BKI/AAAAAAAAANE/lun8ydAnsLM/s320/IMG_5624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally got a high chair and he seems to really like it. It's a great place to put him when I cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0y-q15RI/AAAAAAAAAM8/UyUtRORq2cw/s1600-h/IMG_5613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416973608473191698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0y-q15RI/AAAAAAAAAM8/UyUtRORq2cw/s320/IMG_5613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because if I don't have a place to put him he tries to help me out a little too much. I was trying to put the noodles away the other night and he had a death grip on the bag. (He's only in a diaper because he had pooped through this clothes and was going to have a bath anyways, we're not white trash.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0yVl8tPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/YL6CBqhuCRQ/s1600-h/IMG_5602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416973597446812914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0yVl8tPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/YL6CBqhuCRQ/s320/IMG_5602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started rice cereal this week and he really likes it, problem is that his poor little belly hasn't really liked it too much. Tuesday night the poor little boy didn't sleep very well and kept waking up crying and was so gassy. Finally after some mylicon drops and some rocking/cuddling he went back to sleep, only for me to have to get up 2 hours later to go to work. We held off giving him any more cereal until he has his 6 month physical this coming week so I can talk to his pediatrician. We weren't over feeding him the cereal I don't think but I just think his belly was just having a hard time adjusting to digesting this new food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0yLAr5QI/AAAAAAAAAMs/p_ll4Yqmexw/s1600-h/IMG_5600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416973594606167298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0yLAr5QI/AAAAAAAAAMs/p_ll4Yqmexw/s320/IMG_5600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Usually McKade really likes his swing which has been great for when we are getting ready. This day he had enough of it and was determined to try to turn over/contort his little body in the swing. Funny thing was that after he did this he started to cry because he had himself stuck and couldn't get back. He really is a stubborn boy and determined to do just what he has set his mind out to do. If he sees something he wants he will work so hard to reach it, it's really funny to watch. Just a glimpse of what his personality will be like when he is grown. Oh no, another stubborn person just like his daddy :). I'm in for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0xsX7mzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/f4HpdPuCKV4/s1600-h/IMG_5595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416973586382166834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0xsX7mzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/f4HpdPuCKV4/s320/IMG_5595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day when I was shopping I found this cute Christmas globe that sings Christmas songs, McKade loved it. He will watch it for about 10 seconds than tries to eat it. On another note he is finally strong enough to push himself up on his arms. I have really tried not to compare him to my friend's babies close in age to him but it is really hard not to. Anyways he is making progress and getting stronger everyday and I'm sure before I know it he will be walking all over. I'll keep my little immobile baby for now thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-5370928630752922884?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5370928630752922884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-did-last-6-months-go.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5370928630752922884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5370928630752922884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-did-last-6-months-go.html' title='Where did the last 6 months go??????'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Syz0zPR8BKI/AAAAAAAAANE/lun8ydAnsLM/s72-c/IMG_5624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-5533806132569888994</id><published>2009-12-10T16:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:15:40.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree......</title><content type='html'>Paul is so set on us keeping up the tradition of going out and cutting down our own Christmas tree, it really is fun but sometimes it would be easy to have a fake one with the lights all ready on.  Anyways we took McKade on his first Christmas tree hunting trip, it was so cold but that's ok, he ended up being "Ralphy" on The Christmas Story.  We found a tree (which is yet to be put up in our house, it's still sitting outside because we have been too busy to get it inside, I know we are lame huh.)  Anyways here are a few pics from our outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SyGNtDj7o1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/brUFXeDD0qE/s1600-h/IMG_5588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413764032265691986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SyGNtDj7o1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/brUFXeDD0qE/s320/IMG_5588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you say hat hair??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SyGNsudODgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/n_TBRFAOuuI/s1600-h/IMG_5582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413764026600394242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SyGNsudODgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/n_TBRFAOuuI/s320/IMG_5582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and her little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SyGNsBhS20I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Aj08kMIpNcM/s1600-h/IMG_5569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413764014537890626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SyGNsBhS20I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Aj08kMIpNcM/s320/IMG_5569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is the little man in his snow suit.  It's still a little big but it kept him so warm.  Funny huh.  I thought he would protest all the bundling with the hat and stuff but he humored me and was so good through it all.  Thank you Uncle Rudy and Aunt Misty for the gift, will be perfect for this spring up at Scofield when Paul introduces McKade to snowmobiling.  Oh dear!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to get the tree up and decorated to see what McKade thinks of all of it.  Should be a fun Christmas.  Hope everyone is well and keeping warm, nothing like an abrupt change from the nice long fall to the subartic winter huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-5533806132569888994?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5533806132569888994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5533806132569888994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5533806132569888994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree......'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SyGNtDj7o1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/brUFXeDD0qE/s72-c/IMG_5588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-4323616163584560507</id><published>2009-11-28T20:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:52:23.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Determined</title><content type='html'>I think we have a very stubborn and determined boy on our hands.  The other day I had him on his play mat and he could see a toy that he wanted.  He kept arching his back and scooted himself across the floor until he could reach his toy.  It was too funny so see him work so hard to get to this.  We're in for it when he is able to crawl I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHu0ZhE_6I/AAAAAAAAAME/vepC2Dmi0uI/s1600/IMG_5513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409367211418910626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHu0ZhE_6I/AAAAAAAAAME/vepC2Dmi0uI/s320/IMG_5513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHu0GQj-HI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PFQ8sXTWpfA/s1600/IMG_5512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409367206249363570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHu0GQj-HI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PFQ8sXTWpfA/s320/IMG_5512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-4323616163584560507?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4323616163584560507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/determined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4323616163584560507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4323616163584560507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/determined.html' title='Determined'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHu0ZhE_6I/AAAAAAAAAME/vepC2Dmi0uI/s72-c/IMG_5513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-5384612328004381124</id><published>2009-11-28T20:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:44:16.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Well our first Thanksgiving with McKade has come and gone and it was a great one, busy but really fun.  We went to my grandparents in Idaho where we had dinner at the highschool.  My grandmother has helped with the groundskeeping and other things at the highschool in their little town for as long as I can remember and so we were able to use the highschool's cafeteria which worked perfect for our large family.  Somehow Paul got stuck cleaning up the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHrz4spz4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/q2r4Wsq0y7g/s1600/IMG_5529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409363904074207106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHrz4spz4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/q2r4Wsq0y7g/s320/IMG_5529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not all of the family were there this year but several of my mother's siblings were able to make it.  My aunt Jenny and her family were able to come back for the holidays from Saudi Arabia so it was great to be able to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHrzbRLERI/AAAAAAAAALs/NJ-gtxYBmJE/s1600/IMG_5516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409363896174317842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHrzbRLERI/AAAAAAAAALs/NJ-gtxYBmJE/s320/IMG_5516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The little boy was so tired from all the driving and fell asleep during dinner.  Such a sweet little boy he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHrzGKyfEI/AAAAAAAAALk/zKueT0gxlfw/s1600/IMG_5525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409363890510396482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHrzGKyfEI/AAAAAAAAALk/zKueT0gxlfw/s320/IMG_5525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHrylRivSI/AAAAAAAAALc/vlBnUfb0L30/s1600/IMG_5514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409363881680354594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHrylRivSI/AAAAAAAAALc/vlBnUfb0L30/s320/IMG_5514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKade did really good with all the driving until on our way home.  He made it ok until about Salt Lake and he had a meltdown.  I was pumping in the truck while we drove but he had enough of being in his car seat and screamed.  We have never heard him scream like that ever.  We stopped at my parents house so I could nurse him and get him calmed down and he slept for a bit then had another breakdown in the canyon.  Needless to say it was a long trip home.  Even today when I put him in his carseat to go to a wedding he screamed the entire time.  I think he is worried that he will be strapped in for another 4 hours.  Hope he gets over this because usually he is great traveling but this was the longest trip we have taken.  HIs schedule has been so messed up so maybe that is a lot of the problem also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I hope everyone had a safe and fun Thanksgiving.  I know we did.  I am truly grateful for everything we have and all our family and friends.  We are truly blessed is all I can say.  Life couldn't be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-5384612328004381124?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5384612328004381124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5384612328004381124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5384612328004381124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-thanksgiving.html' title='First Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SxHrz4spz4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/q2r4Wsq0y7g/s72-c/IMG_5529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-5581101484192376198</id><published>2009-11-21T22:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:48:00.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOkBn5PSI/AAAAAAAAALU/CRMejqAQrpw/s1600/IMG_5464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406798470964657442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOkBn5PSI/AAAAAAAAALU/CRMejqAQrpw/s320/IMG_5464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well McKade is 5 months old and we finally got him blessed, better late than never right.  He looked so cute in his little outfit and I was suprised that it still fit him but we were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOjkKagqI/AAAAAAAAALM/fxlB26Eioy0/s1600/IMG_5467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406798463056380578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOjkKagqI/AAAAAAAAALM/fxlB26Eioy0/s320/IMG_5467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad gave him his blessing and did a great job.  I made Ashley take notes so I can write it down in his baby book later and not forget it.  My dad is such a sucker for his grandkids, it's so fun to see him with them, especially the babies.  He is a little softie under it all.  Thank you dad, we love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOjWtEkDI/AAAAAAAAALE/SYPNtbQJV4Y/s1600/IMG_5470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406798459443646514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOjWtEkDI/AAAAAAAAALE/SYPNtbQJV4Y/s320/IMG_5470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't my mom so cute, she is such a fun grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOi-Xcd7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/xfgz1E8eBP8/s1600/IMG_5489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406798452910487474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOi-Xcd7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/xfgz1E8eBP8/s320/IMG_5489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looks like he just deep in though huh.  Wonder what he was dreaming about.  Poor kid had a long day.  We had gotten up at 5:30 and were running all morning to get ready for the blessing at noon.  I was worried that he would be a mess during the blessing and scream through it all but he was so good and calm.  When it was done and we were finally getting ready to eat he finally gave in and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOipQoObI/AAAAAAAAAK0/4cB-1eVI0nQ/s1600/IMG_5499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406798447244753330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOipQoObI/AAAAAAAAAK0/4cB-1eVI0nQ/s320/IMG_5499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is some family and friends that were there for the blessing.  We missed Janice, Mike and the kids but we just weren't able to plan a time that worked for everyone.  Plus Janice is pregnant and the drive from St. George is just too much for her.  We were going to do the blessing about a month ago but would have missed Rudy and Misty because they would have been on their honeymoon.  Oh well it turned out great and were glad to have those people come who were able to come.  Thanks for all the support from everyone, we love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-5581101484192376198?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5581101484192376198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-blessing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5581101484192376198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5581101484192376198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-blessing.html' title='Baby Blessing'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjOkBn5PSI/AAAAAAAAALU/CRMejqAQrpw/s72-c/IMG_5464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-3784403975677661588</id><published>2009-11-21T22:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:32:01.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjMT0-7MSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gtYoKrVmVg0/s1600/IMG_5443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406795993670431010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjMT0-7MSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gtYoKrVmVg0/s320/IMG_5443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought McKade a bouncer chair and finally got it put together, like our house has room for this contraption but it works great to keep him entertained.  He is so funny because he can barely reach the ground if he leans to one side and will bounce up and down and just grin like he is the coolest thing ever.  Give him a minute and he is trying to get all the toys in his mouth to chew on.  Too fun to see him playing in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjMTavRWXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/S_haSkAZlJU/s1600/IMG_5435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406795986625452402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjMTavRWXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/S_haSkAZlJU/s320/IMG_5435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-3784403975677661588?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3784403975677661588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-toy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3784403975677661588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3784403975677661588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-toy.html' title='New Toy'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjMT0-7MSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gtYoKrVmVg0/s72-c/IMG_5443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-2585072668991015053</id><published>2009-11-21T22:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:26:18.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months old already!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjLYwgr8BI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TyTwI2zF1IY/s1600/IMG_5459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406794978857578514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjLYwgr8BI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TyTwI2zF1IY/s320/IMG_5459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;McKade turned 5 months old on the 19th and that night he rolled over for the first time. It was funny because it happened so fast. I was sitting on the ground by him and I looked away and next thing I knew he was on his stomach and had his arm stuck under him for a bit. I think he wasn't quite sure what to think. It's funny because I I had just been talking about him at work to some friends and was telling them that he was doing this new thing of tipping his head back as far as he could and would arch his back and we they were just telling me that it would be any day now. Now we are going to have to keep an eye on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was stuck on his arm here and didn't know what to do for a bit. Our little baby is getting too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjIz4KH10I/AAAAAAAAAKM/DoNmVcHkgS0/s1600/IMG_5452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406792146232006466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjIz4KH10I/AAAAAAAAAKM/DoNmVcHkgS0/s320/IMG_5452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-2585072668991015053?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2585072668991015053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-months-old-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/2585072668991015053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/2585072668991015053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-months-old-already.html' title='5 months old already!!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SwjLYwgr8BI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TyTwI2zF1IY/s72-c/IMG_5459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-1729958705944221803</id><published>2009-11-01T17:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:42:10.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent the last weekend up at my parents, it was a fun and relaxing weekend and it was good to spend time with my family. This picture was funny because when I got out my camera to take this picture of Kiya holding McKade Holden said "I'll take a picture" and he whipped out his cell phone (an old one of his moms) and was taking pictures. He is such a funny child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ol84GWHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/POqiC13gkTI/s1600-h/IMG_5362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297635725498482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ol84GWHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/POqiC13gkTI/s320/IMG_5362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKade just hanging out with daddy today. He loves his daddy (but he is still a mommy's boy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4olaMs0nI/AAAAAAAAAJs/c6RWvvSe-8w/s1600-h/IMG_5425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297626416665202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4olaMs0nI/AAAAAAAAAJs/c6RWvvSe-8w/s320/IMG_5425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was so funny, he has this play gym that has toys hanging over him and I walked into the living room and found him holding this mirror and he had pulled it down and was trying to chew on it. Teething???? I think we are heading this direction soon. He wants to chew on anything he gets his hands on but I have never seen him work so hard to get something into his mouth. Isn't life so fun with little ones around, definately not boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4olFPXC3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kRWcLTaPym4/s1600-h/IMG_5412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297620790676338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4olFPXC3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kRWcLTaPym4/s320/IMG_5412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I had McKade in his chair and was reading his books to him and he started to hold onto the book like he was reading it himself.  I was able to get the funniest pictures because it really looks like he is just chilling out reading to himself.  How funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4okkREqII/AAAAAAAAAJc/ztdotZb8Kbo/s1600-h/IMG_5374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297611939489922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4okkREqII/AAAAAAAAAJc/ztdotZb8Kbo/s320/IMG_5374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-1729958705944221803?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1729958705944221803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-spent-last-weekend-up-at-my-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1729958705944221803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1729958705944221803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-spent-last-weekend-up-at-my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ol84GWHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/POqiC13gkTI/s72-c/IMG_5362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-5132764533378511367</id><published>2009-11-01T16:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:34:35.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McKades first Halloween</title><content type='html'>McKade's first Halloween has come a went and we had fun. He wasn't too impressed when I was drawing his nose and whiskers on his face but the end result was pretty cute I think. We went and visited some friends but Paul's parents weren't around this year so they missed him, they will just get to see pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ilFBS4XI/AAAAAAAAAI0/JRwSUZ4ZYH8/s1600-h/IMG_5393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399291023661916530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ilFBS4XI/AAAAAAAAAI0/JRwSUZ4ZYH8/s320/IMG_5393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of very few pictures of me and my sweet baby. I need to try to get more of us together because I'm always the one taking the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ikx0tN2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/HEZhCrq1Xt4/s1600-h/DSCI0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399291018508842850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ikx0tN2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/HEZhCrq1Xt4/s320/DSCI0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We visited the coffee shop that Paul always go to and they had this huge candy bowl that we put McKade in to take some pictures, it was pretty funny. The kid is only 4 months old and is going to coffee with dad, what will we ever do????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ikU_mhHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ItsDbjhpscw/s1600-h/DSCI0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399291010769912946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ikU_mhHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ItsDbjhpscw/s320/DSCI0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is McKade and his "Aunt Nette" (a.k.a. surrogate grandmother, godmother or whatever she decides she is that day :).) I had to post a pic of them for her benefit and made sure to print pictures for her because she is always giving me a hard time that I don't give her copies of the pictures. He was so funny with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ikCERS-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/PuJDvUCty-g/s1600-h/DSCI0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399291005689220066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ikCERS-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/PuJDvUCty-g/s320/DSCI0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love how blue his eyes are against the orange outfit. Too sweet. We went to dinner after which didn't go great, I spent dinner holding him while Paul ate than we switched while I tried to eat but he wasn't having it so I packed up my dinner and we went home where I finished dinner, how romantic huh. Usually he isn't bad when we go to dinner but it was late and time for bed so he was way too tired. Oh well it was a nice night with my to boys. On to his first Christmas which is just around the corner, time to start shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-5132764533378511367?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5132764533378511367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/mckades-first-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5132764533378511367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5132764533378511367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/mckades-first-halloween.html' title='McKades first Halloween'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Su4ilFBS4XI/AAAAAAAAAI0/JRwSUZ4ZYH8/s72-c/IMG_5393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-8520789559357110166</id><published>2009-10-20T18:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:24:04.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months old????</title><content type='html'>My baby turned 4 months old yesterday, where did the last 4 months go???? We took him to the doctor today for his immunizations and he weighs 13 pounds 6 ounces now, we didn't measure his length. I can't believe how fast time has gone and how much our lives have changed (for the better of course). McKade is growing and learning everyday. It seems like he is learning/discovering something new each day and we are having a blast being along for the ride. Life is great and we feel so blessed to have this little boy in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple pictures that my sister in law did last week, I just love the expressions on his face. He has the funniest smirk in the first one and I think he looks so much like Paul in the second one, maybe it's just the ears I don't know :). What a little man huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/St5SxQI2CMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AOO8D0AyAt4/s1600-h/IMG_0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394840409735563458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/St5SxQI2CMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AOO8D0AyAt4/s320/IMG_0933.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/St5SxGOw8QI/AAAAAAAAAIM/X-E3V1Idy-4/s1600-h/IMG_0967choc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394840407076040962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/St5SxGOw8QI/AAAAAAAAAIM/X-E3V1Idy-4/s320/IMG_0967choc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-8520789559357110166?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8520789559357110166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/4-months-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/8520789559357110166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/8520789559357110166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/4-months-old.html' title='4 months old????'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/St5SxQI2CMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AOO8D0AyAt4/s72-c/IMG_0933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-9163625993706145794</id><published>2009-10-13T18:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:38:39.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What we've been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/StUnHxjTNjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gm4I356Slnk/s1600-h/Sept+10-Oct+13+2009+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392259143360001586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/StUnHxjTNjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gm4I356Slnk/s320/Sept+10-Oct+13+2009+115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been so busy the last little while. I'm back to work so our days don't have enough hours in them. Paul's brother got married this last weekend and Paul's sister was up so she did family pictures for us. Here is the handsome little devil in his picture duds. He was so good during the pictures and I am so excited to see them when Jan finishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/StUnHUko-nI/AAAAAAAAAH8/y1sqiFELzbc/s1600-h/Sept+10-Oct+13+2009+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392259135580994162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/StUnHUko-nI/AAAAAAAAAH8/y1sqiFELzbc/s320/Sept+10-Oct+13+2009+092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKade has turned into quite the thumb sucker lately. I will wake up at night and hear him going to town on his thumb. It's great because he is learning to soothe himself which makes nights great. He is also sleeping through the nights which is wonderful, good timing with me being back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/StUnGw5wOmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jEGsSd0GUQo/s1600-h/Sept+10-Oct+13+2009+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392259126005873250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/StUnGw5wOmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jEGsSd0GUQo/s320/Sept+10-Oct+13+2009+082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is grabbing at his toys now and here he is totally enthralled with this one. It's so fun watching him learn and change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/StUnGHc_kNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/T3WUNCw4V1g/s1600-h/Sept+10-Oct+13+2009+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392259114879389906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/StUnGHc_kNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/T3WUNCw4V1g/s320/Sept+10-Oct+13+2009+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got the cutest camo outfit for one of our baby showers and it was so dang cute on him. Daisy isn't quite sure about the baby sitting on her. So fun. Mckade will be 4 months on the 19th which I can't even believe, it's going way too fast. I'm trying to take every chance I can to cuddle with him before he doesn't want to. Our life is crazy right now but I wouldn't even change any second of it. More pictures to come when I get them from Janice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-9163625993706145794?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9163625993706145794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-weve-been-up-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/9163625993706145794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/9163625993706145794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What we&apos;ve been up to'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/StUnHxjTNjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gm4I356Slnk/s72-c/Sept+10-Oct+13+2009+115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-6566157757350982395</id><published>2009-10-03T16:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:35:48.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work</title><content type='html'>I went back to work on the 14th and things have been so busy.  I'm working 6-2 and Paul watches McKade while I'm at work so it's much better than having to put him in day care, plus it's so good for Paul and McKade to get to spend this time together.  Paul has done great and he hasn't even brought McKade to the hospital when he has a poopy diaper for me to change him :).  I keep saying that money and insurance are over-rated right????  Anyways we have been so busy so I haven't had much time to post anything.  McKade is getting so big and so much fun we love him so much.  He seems to be learning and changing so much everyday. I need to upload new pictures but don't have time to right now so I will post new pictures as soon as I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-6566157757350982395?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6566157757350982395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/6566157757350982395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/6566157757350982395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-7033321074908507211</id><published>2009-09-10T18:14:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:24:46.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying out the Bumbo chair</title><content type='html'>I thought McKade would be too small for a Bumbo chair but a friend of mine said that he would be able to sit in it so I got one for him today and tried it out. He thought it was pretty cool for a bit but got tired and started to tip over and wasn't that impressed anymore. He was about at that point in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmXiaW6n1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/BwDNxItdooA/s1600-h/Sept+4th-Sept10+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379997847317552978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmXiaW6n1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/BwDNxItdooA/s320/Sept+4th-Sept10+112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmXhzYl57I/AAAAAAAAAHc/G-w_lTtXWkM/s1600-h/Sept+4th-Sept10+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379997836855601074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmXhzYl57I/AAAAAAAAAHc/G-w_lTtXWkM/s320/Sept+4th-Sept10+104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here was at first and he thought it was pretty cool sitting up. This will be great to have for him because I feel bad having him lay down all the time when I'm doing things around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-7033321074908507211?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7033321074908507211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-out-bumpo-chair.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/7033321074908507211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/7033321074908507211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-out-bumpo-chair.html' title='Trying out the Bumbo chair'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmXiaW6n1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/BwDNxItdooA/s72-c/Sept+4th-Sept10+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-7489214871042413884</id><published>2009-09-10T17:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:14:13.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Orem</title><content type='html'>We had to take McKade to a doctors appointment Tuesday with a cardiologist to follow up on some tests he had done.  There had been a question that he may possibly have an enlarged heart but they did an ultrasound another EKG and everything was just perfect, no problems at all.  I'm glad Dr. Madsen is cautious and wanted us to have this follow up just to be sure because it's good to know everything is perfect.  Anyways since I go back to work on Monday (sigh.....) I decided to stay at my parent's for a couple days for a visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great because me and a couple of my very long time best friends were finally able to coordinate schedules and get together for lunch.  Melissa had a little girl at the first of August so it was so great to finally get to meet the sweet little thing.  Unfortunately I didn't have a camera with me so didn't get any pictures, so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from our trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmS1-39JrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EFJvGyM-v1M/s1600-h/Sept+4th-Sept10+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379992685979182770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmS1-39JrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EFJvGyM-v1M/s320/Sept+4th-Sept10+078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad is such a great grandpa and loves his grandkids so much and is so cute with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmS1ex4XEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Rn8DHnefV1c/s1600-h/Sept+4th-Sept10+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379992677363768386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmS1ex4XEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Rn8DHnefV1c/s320/Sept+4th-Sept10+071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chilling with Uncle Jamie.  I'm so glad James is doing better and was glad we got to spend some fun times with him.  McKade had fun with him and was a ham just smiling and talking when James woudl talk with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmS0-pcrsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xitZCq6eEf8/s1600-h/Sept+4th-Sept10+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379992668738465474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmS0-pcrsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xitZCq6eEf8/s320/Sept+4th-Sept10+051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my super cute sister, she is so much fun.  Glad she was able to hang out with us since she is so busy with full time school and work.  She's single.......... :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmS0Di4jVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ugTJfiuv0Eg/s1600-h/Sept+4th-Sept10+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379992652873239890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmS0Di4jVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ugTJfiuv0Eg/s320/Sept+4th-Sept10+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKade and grandma just having fun.  Loved the little minature cord pants he has on, they were so cute on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-7489214871042413884?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7489214871042413884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/visit-to-orem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/7489214871042413884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/7489214871042413884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/visit-to-orem.html' title='Visit to Orem'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqmS1-39JrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EFJvGyM-v1M/s72-c/Sept+4th-Sept10+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-2923668972473378606</id><published>2009-09-04T15:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:40:46.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHbZs9ovI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8ZjKCrem94c/s1600-h/Aug+19+to+sept+4+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377728334882775794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHbZs9ovI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8ZjKCrem94c/s320/Aug+19+to+sept+4+067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little man has had a mullet since he was born.  I can't bring myself to cut his hair because I keep waiting for him to rub it off in the back.  It's kind of hard to see here but it's funny because his hair totally falls over his collar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHa1wV_AI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ur0cbyfdj4w/s1600-h/Aug+19+to+sept+4+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377728325233277954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHa1wV_AI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ur0cbyfdj4w/s320/Aug+19+to+sept+4+065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a grown up boy huh.  We had a dinner to go to so I dressed him in his jeans (before he grows out of them) and this shirt and he looked so grown up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHaZeG1ZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/u204-mn3hMs/s1600-h/Aug+19+to+sept+4+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377728317640594834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHaZeG1ZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/u204-mn3hMs/s320/Aug+19+to+sept+4+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He all ready likes the T.V. !?!?!? A little hard to tell but he is completely fixated on the tv and always does this when I'm changing his diaper in the living room.  I'm sure it's the flashing lights and colors that draws him in but pretty sad he all ready likes it and isn't even 3 months old.  Good short-term babysitter........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHZ9ZwQfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9SSabZgtFuA/s1600-h/Aug+19+to+sept+4+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377728310106145266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHZ9ZwQfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9SSabZgtFuA/s320/Aug+19+to+sept+4+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paul has been working so much this last month that he hardly has been able to spend time with us because we are usually in bed by the time he is able to get home.  This day he came home and fell asleep in minutes while laying by the baby, McKades face is funny looking at him.  It's almost over and they will get to spend more time together when I go back to work and Paul will be watching him until I get back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHZDjX-dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Seg_bDxzhJ0/s1600-h/Aug+19+to+sept+4+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377728294577240530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHZDjX-dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Seg_bDxzhJ0/s320/Aug+19+to+sept+4+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tummy time..... McKade hates tummy time when I put him flat on the floor and just gets pissed and drools on the floor.  I find that he does better with the boppy and will try to push his upper body up off the pillow.  He is so much fun and such a happy baby just smiling all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-2923668972473378606?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2923668972473378606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/2923668972473378606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/2923668972473378606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-pictures.html' title='Random pictures'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGHbZs9ovI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8ZjKCrem94c/s72-c/Aug+19+to+sept+4+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-8184367826628522377</id><published>2009-09-04T15:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:19:43.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Farmer Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGEB5q7zVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ENmfh90JWXk/s1600-h/Aug+19+to+sept+4+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377724598252719442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGEB5q7zVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ENmfh90JWXk/s320/Aug+19+to+sept+4+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to take a picture of McKade in his overalls, I was trying them on him hoping they weren't too small because he hadn't worn them and they are so cute.  His expression on his face looks like he is so excited about playing dress up huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGDOUzOW-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/e4x-3OwOMJ8/s1600-h/Aug+19+to+sept+4+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-8184367826628522377?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8184367826628522377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-farmer-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/8184367826628522377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/8184367826628522377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-farmer-boy.html' title='Little Farmer Boy'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SqGEB5q7zVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ENmfh90JWXk/s72-c/Aug+19+to+sept+4+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-1575445607636076212</id><published>2009-08-19T17:54:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:11:43.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months old?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoyRhg_CKOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kjdUwTvMyRk/s1600-h/August+12-Aug+19,+09+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371828460522186978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoyRhg_CKOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kjdUwTvMyRk/s320/August+12-Aug+19,+09+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had McKade's 2 month check up and immunizations today, so sad. He is growing like a weed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23 inches long (19 inches at birth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 lb 13 oz (7lb 3 oz at birth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently he is getting enough to eat. All went well with his check up, we did a follow up EKG to follow up the one done at birth and it will be sent to Primary Childrens for them to review with the one done at birth but the doctor still didn't hear the murmur he had at birth so all is well. Poor little guy had to get 3 shots and wasn't impressed at all with this. Below is the after effects of the shots and tylenol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoyRFBUruCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Emh6QzWHP58/s1600-h/August+12-Aug+19,+09+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371827970986719266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoyRFBUruCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Emh6QzWHP58/s320/August+12-Aug+19,+09+059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 hours since his appointment and I have been to the hospital for his EKG which he slept through and is still sleeping right now. Going to have to wake him up to eat before I explode though. Maybe we will get a little more sleep tonight :) if he isn't too fussy. I still can't believe our little guy is all ready 2 months old. Everyone tells you that this time will fly by but I didn't realize just how fast it would go until we started to live it. He is such a little sweet boy and only cries when hungry, poopy or tired and he has stolen our hearts. I don't even remember what life was like without him. We love you little man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-1575445607636076212?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1575445607636076212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-months-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1575445607636076212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1575445607636076212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-months-old.html' title='2 months old?????'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoyRhg_CKOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kjdUwTvMyRk/s72-c/August+12-Aug+19,+09+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-1664055834106488352</id><published>2009-08-11T15:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:20:45.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby blues!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoHfU50fMrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/xVz7yocd6RY/s1600-h/July+11-August+11,+09+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368817781013689010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoHfU50fMrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/xVz7yocd6RY/s320/July+11-August+11,+09+048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not a great picture but this shows that his eyes are going to definately be blue???  Funny that niether of us have blue eyes.  So much for hoping he would get Paul's coloring, he's blonde hair (for now) and blue eyed.  Poor kid looks like he may be destined to be a whitey like his mama, so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-1664055834106488352?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1664055834106488352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1664055834106488352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1664055834106488352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-blues.html' title='Baby blues!!!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoHfU50fMrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/xVz7yocd6RY/s72-c/July+11-August+11,+09+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-6421527814990386331</id><published>2009-08-11T15:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:12:41.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Firsts.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoHdxNGbkLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/k4AP3BW5lng/s1600-h/July+11-August+11,+09+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368816068202303666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoHdxNGbkLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/k4AP3BW5lng/s320/July+11-August+11,+09+057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes that is Paul feeding the babe, cute huh.  We needed to start introducing a bottle to make sure he will do fine when I go back to work and he has done great so far.  Paul was so worried he was holding him wrong but I think they will do just fine together when I go to work.  So sad that I only have until the middle of September than will be back to work, I can't believe how fast it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoHdwa4dxZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LFKw3WfF8ac/s1600-h/July+11-August+11,+09+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368816054721955218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoHdwa4dxZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LFKw3WfF8ac/s320/July+11-August+11,+09+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of the first time I put him under the little play gym he has.  He likes it for short periods of time and just stares at the mirror.  The ears on the monkey make a crinkly noise and he stretches out and wiggles them, not on purpose I'm sure but he likes the noise.  He's getting so big, it's amazing how fast they grown and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-6421527814990386331?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6421527814990386331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/firsts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/6421527814990386331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/6421527814990386331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/firsts.html' title='Firsts.......'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoHdxNGbkLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/k4AP3BW5lng/s72-c/July+11-August+11,+09+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-1789006938315336150</id><published>2009-08-10T22:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:37:45.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoD1FrfGE-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/7cJnbn1phDg/s1600-h/McKade+newborn+pictures+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368560233746928610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoD1FrfGE-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/7cJnbn1phDg/s320/McKade+newborn+pictures+079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuddling with daddy, probably right before he peed all over him :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoD1FWQLESI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NWSi4cC96n0/s1600-h/McKade+newborn+pictures+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368560228047196450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoD1FWQLESI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NWSi4cC96n0/s320/McKade+newborn+pictures+083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He wasn't quite sure what to think of this pose, I love the scowl/confused look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoD1EwAjjJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/V_oqX9QqEhM/s1600-h/McKade+newborn+pictures+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368560217781144722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoD1EwAjjJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/V_oqX9QqEhM/s320/McKade+newborn+pictures+076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoD1EVejHYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aiu1SWBV4u0/s1600-h/McKade+newborn+pictures+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368560210659188098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoD1EVejHYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aiu1SWBV4u0/s320/McKade+newborn+pictures+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tried to post these last time but for some reason it wouldn't let me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-1789006938315336150?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1789006938315336150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1789006938315336150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1789006938315336150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-pictures.html' title='More pictures'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SoD1FrfGE-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/7cJnbn1phDg/s72-c/McKade+newborn+pictures+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-2828679569849339888</id><published>2009-08-07T17:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:36:25.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Newborn pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny038vVgtI/AAAAAAAAADs/8j6KiUkurwM/s1600-h/McKade+newborn+pictures+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367363729209262802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny038vVgtI/AAAAAAAAADs/8j6KiUkurwM/s320/McKade+newborn+pictures+062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny03nobaSI/AAAAAAAAADk/dAFHtzNWr2M/s1600-h/McKade+newborn+pictures+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367363723543144738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny03nobaSI/AAAAAAAAADk/dAFHtzNWr2M/s320/McKade+newborn+pictures+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny027cDQ7I/AAAAAAAAADc/VCPqAhE-uLE/s1600-h/McKade+newborn+pictures+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367363711680070578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny027cDQ7I/AAAAAAAAADc/VCPqAhE-uLE/s320/McKade+newborn+pictures+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny02YUVAXI/AAAAAAAAADU/FGRP357GG5M/s1600-h/McKade+newborn+pictures+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367363702252437874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny02YUVAXI/AAAAAAAAADU/FGRP357GG5M/s320/McKade+newborn+pictures+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny01pR07rI/AAAAAAAAADM/4issdcNvNFk/s1600-h/McKade+newborn+pictures+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367363689625480882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny01pR07rI/AAAAAAAAADM/4issdcNvNFk/s320/McKade+newborn+pictures+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My very talented sister in law took newborn pictures for us when McKade was almost 2 weeks old. It was such a great experience and I'm so glad we were able to capture him at this stage because he is growing and changing so fast. Everyone tells you that this will happen but you just don't realize it until it happens to you. McKade was so great during the pictures and didn't pee on us until it came time for him to have pics with daddy and he peed down Paul's side (good boy, ha ha.) Anyways here are a few of these pictures for your enjoyment because isn't he the cutest baby ever (of course we would think so.) Thanks again Janice for doing these, we are so grateful for your time and talent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-2828679569849339888?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2828679569849339888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/newborn-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/2828679569849339888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/2828679569849339888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/newborn-pictures.html' title='Newborn pictures'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sny038vVgtI/AAAAAAAAADs/8j6KiUkurwM/s72-c/McKade+newborn+pictures+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-8499423930499202483</id><published>2009-08-07T16:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:00:37.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SnyxUJp_RII/AAAAAAAAADE/hUBa5QeeY-Y/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367359815666320514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SnyxUJp_RII/AAAAAAAAADE/hUBa5QeeY-Y/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; July 8th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Paul's birthday this day and we had dinner, cake and ice cream at his mother's house.  What a cute daddy eating his cake while holding his little boy.  He had sort of a lame birthday this year, he had to work all day so he didn't really get much of a chance to relax until in the evening.  McKade is getting big and we are adjusting to his schedule and once we think we have a routine he changes it but that's all a part of being parents I guess, all worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-8499423930499202483?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8499423930499202483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/pauls-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/8499423930499202483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/8499423930499202483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/pauls-birthday.html' title='Paul&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SnyxUJp_RII/AAAAAAAAADE/hUBa5QeeY-Y/s72-c/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-4246924271593895079</id><published>2009-07-14T19:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:12:32.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First trip to Scofield</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0sP3jGmmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZE-rVJulbyE/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358487782761601634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0sP3jGmmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZE-rVJulbyE/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0sPaHXdiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ceKtlAQ9iDs/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358487774860637730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0sPaHXdiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ceKtlAQ9iDs/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Fourth of July weekend&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went on our first trip to Scofield for the fourth of July.  It was a fun but long weekend.  McKade didn't sleep so good, I'm sure the pack and play was unfamiliar to him and we were out of his normal routine.  It was nice to get away though and a fun weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-4246924271593895079?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4246924271593895079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-trip-to-scofield.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4246924271593895079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4246924271593895079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-trip-to-scofield.html' title='First trip to Scofield'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0sP3jGmmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZE-rVJulbyE/s72-c/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-8154276014121175764</id><published>2009-07-14T18:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:03:45.885-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First tub bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0pod4qYDI/AAAAAAAAACs/U2Frx3cAzz4/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358484906834550834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0pod4qYDI/AAAAAAAAACs/U2Frx3cAzz4/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He liked the tub bath much better, here he is just chilling after it was done.  So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0poKJ2U4I/AAAAAAAAACk/v0B61FCKLZk/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358484901537928066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0poKJ2U4I/AAAAAAAAACk/v0B61FCKLZk/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so relaxed during the bath even when we washed his hair.  He cried when we took him out probably because it was cold.  Paul was covering his "potty" so the pics can't be used as blackmail :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-8154276014121175764?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8154276014121175764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-tub-bath.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/8154276014121175764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/8154276014121175764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-tub-bath.html' title='First tub bath'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0pod4qYDI/AAAAAAAAACs/U2Frx3cAzz4/s72-c/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-4547782460082698026</id><published>2009-07-14T18:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:52:32.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 week appointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0kwY20xTI/AAAAAAAAACc/KEleHKJk3Yw/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358479545365480754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0kwY20xTI/AAAAAAAAACc/KEleHKJk3Yw/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0kwJNmDOI/AAAAAAAAACU/mVgAqmVfOgE/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358479541166017762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0kwJNmDOI/AAAAAAAAACU/mVgAqmVfOgE/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 3rd:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took McKade for his 2 week appointment on this day.  I can't believe it's all ready been two weeks, they have flown by.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His stats:  7 lb 1 oz, 20.5 inches long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since he wasn't quite back to his birth weight the doctor is having us come back for the next several weeks to just to weight checks.  Everything else checked out good.  The doctor didn't hear the murmur that he had heard in the hospital which was good so no further follow up is needed on this unless it comes back later.  They had done a chest xray, EKG and oxygen challenge test with a blood gas after in the hospital to follow up on the murmur and the doctor had Primary children's review all these things before he would let us go home.  The doctor is going to have us have another EKG done at his 2 month appointment to just make sure all is still good.  I think that since I'm a nurse he is being extra cautious because he says that if something is going to go wrong it will happen to a nurse's child.  I'm glad that he is cautious because I would rather this than too lax.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all he is growing and doing great.  He is much more alert now with longer periods during the day that he just hangs out taking the world in.  How I would love to know what goes on in babies heads.  He has been sleeping from about 10:30-11:00 to 5:30 am which has been nice to have a long stretch of sleep at night, hope he keeps this up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-4547782460082698026?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4547782460082698026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-week-appointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4547782460082698026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4547782460082698026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-week-appointment.html' title='2 week appointment'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0kwY20xTI/AAAAAAAAACc/KEleHKJk3Yw/s72-c/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-224590609031075689</id><published>2009-07-14T18:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:39:53.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Newborn pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0iNDnzKEI/AAAAAAAAACM/emY-ombb_yI/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358476739346638914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0iNDnzKEI/AAAAAAAAACM/emY-ombb_yI/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; July 1st:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul's sister Janice was so great and did newborn pictures for us. This was so much fun and I'm so glad we were able to capture our little guy in this stage. Janice does a beautiful job, this was just a pic i snapped and will post pictures when she finishes editng them. He was so good and slept great while we propped him up and posed him. I cried during the ones of just me and him because he was just so sweet and I don't want my little baby to grow. Thanks Janice, we really appreciate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-224590609031075689?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/224590609031075689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/newborn-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/224590609031075689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/224590609031075689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/newborn-pictures.html' title='Newborn pictures'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0iNDnzKEI/AAAAAAAAACM/emY-ombb_yI/s72-c/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-7526837768860093780</id><published>2009-07-14T17:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:22:50.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the fun of the billi Iights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0dPSsRe2I/AAAAAAAAACE/WtCGDCy62vM/s1600-h/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358471280193534818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0dPSsRe2I/AAAAAAAAACE/WtCGDCy62vM/s320/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our naked little man.  McKade had to be under the billi lights for several days because his billirubin was too high.  This was awful because he hated the goggles and would get so pissed when we tried to put them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0dO7RlK9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/IrNwDsBXfbQ/s1600-h/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358471273907563474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0dO7RlK9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/IrNwDsBXfbQ/s320/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our solution.  I would have to feed him and when he was asleep i would put him in the lights wrapped up to let him settle down than turn on the lights and unwrap him.  He didn't like to be unwrapped if I put him in unwrapped.  Than I used a burp cloth to shield his eyes because it wasn't working with the goggles.  It was hard having to do the lights because I couldn't get much rest because someone has to watch him constantly and Paul had to work off and on so I couldn't "sleep when he sleeps" like they tell you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0dOrhPyBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/A_h5m9GZciY/s1600-h/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358471269678303250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0dOrhPyBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/A_h5m9GZciY/s320/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our last attempt before ditching the goggles and using the burp cloth.  He would calm down for a second but start screaming again.  Guess we all ready know who rules the roost around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0ccutyfdI/AAAAAAAAABs/j5b_CpOdqxk/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358470411542756818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0ccutyfdI/AAAAAAAAABs/j5b_CpOdqxk/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of too way many trips to the hospital for his billirubin to be checked.  think it was harder on me and Paul to have to take him and have his heel stuck because his cry was sooo sad when they stuck him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0ccSoXYhI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZHPjVHu88Pg/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358470404003815954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0ccSoXYhI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZHPjVHu88Pg/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a cuddly little guy and cuddles with daddy, so sweet.  Paul is so funny because he was always worried he was hurting him when he holds him like this and is always asking "is he ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-7526837768860093780?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7526837768860093780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-fun-of-billi-iights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/7526837768860093780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/7526837768860093780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-fun-of-billi-iights.html' title='Oh the fun of the billi Iights'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0dPSsRe2I/AAAAAAAAACE/WtCGDCy62vM/s72-c/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-1898370625253391935</id><published>2009-07-14T17:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:56:53.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0ZrZiBQcI/AAAAAAAAABc/txUOO8XuT1E/s1600-h/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358467365019402690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0ZrZiBQcI/AAAAAAAAABc/txUOO8XuT1E/s320/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 23rd:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say McKade wasn't impressed with his first sponge bath. He screamed through the whole thing. Can't wait until we can bathe him in the tub when his cord falls off. He's such a scrawny little thing when he is naked. Little scrawny arms and legs but his skin is so wrinkly that it is so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-1898370625253391935?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1898370625253391935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-bath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1898370625253391935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/1898370625253391935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-bath.html' title='First bath'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/Sl0ZrZiBQcI/AAAAAAAAABc/txUOO8XuT1E/s72-c/Baby+pictures+miss+to+july+11.+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-4969765587264590005</id><published>2009-06-22T19:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:40:30.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkA_2BbTRxI/AAAAAAAAABU/HLXd7BQlIZw/s1600-h/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350346554644580114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkA_2BbTRxI/AAAAAAAAABU/HLXd7BQlIZw/s320/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkArAG3xG8I/AAAAAAAAABM/9f0usCVyTd8/s1600-h/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350323638160661442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkArAG3xG8I/AAAAAAAAABM/9f0usCVyTd8/s320/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready to go home, he wasn't impressed with the outfit change or the carseat.  What a cutie huh.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkAqxmHV0mI/AAAAAAAAABE/9y3-bWf34d8/s1600-h/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350323388849443426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkAqxmHV0mI/AAAAAAAAABE/9y3-bWf34d8/s320/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cuddling with aunt Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-4969765587264590005?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4969765587264590005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-pictures.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4969765587264590005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/4969765587264590005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-pictures.html' title='Just pictures'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkA_2BbTRxI/AAAAAAAAABU/HLXd7BQlIZw/s72-c/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-3913311754856549263</id><published>2009-06-22T18:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:05:56.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Metelko</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkAm3U67DYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Rr0Q_8BNKLM/s1600-h/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350319089266658690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkAm3U67DYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Rr0Q_8BNKLM/s320/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last post didn't save the second picture of the little guy so here's more. (still learning this blogging thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the little guy after we got to our room after delivery. Long day, that is for sure. It's funny because he has blondish hair which we weren't expecting. We think he is pretty cute and he really is a good, content baby. His cry is so sad and a whimpery cry when he is hungry or being undressed, he likes to be bundled up. Well I have more to post about but need to feed the little one and am slow at posting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things with pictures so I need to spend a little more time doing it right. Just wanted to let everyone meet out little man. By the way we are still deciding on a name, we have 2 and can't decide exactly what fits him but will make the decision tonight so the suspense will be over. That question has been the question of the week, more like year if you ask my mother in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkApxlPZC6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/MjboqRqrZfs/s1600-h/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350322289103145890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkApxlPZC6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/MjboqRqrZfs/s320/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First fathers day for Paul also which was kind of neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-3913311754856549263?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3913311754856549263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-metelko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3913311754856549263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3913311754856549263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-metelko.html' title='Baby Metelko'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkAm3U67DYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Rr0Q_8BNKLM/s72-c/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-3239615146551247926</id><published>2009-06-22T18:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:44:59.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby is here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkAkcOtaiYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9nTVcbYpIpY/s1600-h/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350316424719665538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkAkcOtaiYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9nTVcbYpIpY/s320/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well some catch up to do since I last posted. We went in last Friday morning the 19thf or an induction because my preeclampsia was getting worse and the doctor didn't want to take any chances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The plan was for the doctor to use a catheter to help dilate me but when the nurse checked me before calling the doctor I was all ready at a 3 an 80% effaced. I had been contracting about every 3 minutes the night before so luckily by body was trying to do this on it's own. So the doctor scrapped the plan for the catheter and just started pitocin. All went good most of the day except that the little one didn't like the pitocin. The nurse explained that my uterus would be irritable from the pitocin and I would contract one right on top of another which the baby didn't like and his heart rate kept wanting to drop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my epidural (best thing ever) around 1115 when I was about 4 cm, no I wasn't dying from the pain but the anesthesia provider on that day was getting ready to start an ankle surgery followed by a hip surgery which meant that when I was ready for the epidural there was a good chance I would have to wait. The doctor broke my water around 1200 to see if this would also help speed things along. Then the waiting game was on. I was slow to dilate and if I turned to my left side baby's heart rate would drop. He did this really bad around 5:30pm, I had turned because my epidural was starting to work way strongly on my right leg and not so much on my left but when I turned his heartrate dropped and was slower to stabilize. The doctor checked me and said that he was face up meaning that there was a good chance he wasn't goind to turn now and I would have a really hard time delivering him. He said that we may end up having to have a C-section. We opted to wait it out a little longer to see how it went and luckily he decided to cooperate and turned the way we wanted him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started to push around 6:45 and he was born at 7:29 pm with the assistance from some pretty scary salad tongs :). Needless to say I a little damaged right now but that's all right, I can handle this much more than the little one. The doctor said he could see that I was starting to tire out and was worried about the baby since he was getting stressed off and on all day and didn't want to stress him more. The culprit for his heart rate drops was that he had a shorter cord and the cord was wrapped around his arm causing it to get compressed especially when I turned to my left side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little guy weighed 7 pounds 3 ounces and was 19 inches long and had to funniest bewildered look on his face when he was born. His poor head did take a beating and he has some little marks, bruising from the forceps but he is doing great. Paul was excellent during the whole thing, I'm not sure if I would have held it together especially when I started to feel the contractions right at the end when my epidural was kind enough to let my lot side wake up but Paul was a great support. The nurses were great also, I love my small hospital because I was the only patient the whole weekend and they were sooooo great to me. I don't know what we would have done without their knowledge and support. Dr. Irani was great also, he knows his stuff that's for sure and he was very meticulous putting me back together after all was said and done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-3239615146551247926?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3239615146551247926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3239615146551247926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3239615146551247926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-is-here.html' title='Baby is here!!!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifXWt7iZUOU/SkAkcOtaiYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9nTVcbYpIpY/s72-c/Baby+birth+and+hospital+stay+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-5521486498605734322</id><published>2009-06-17T18:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:25:41.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The date is set (I guess)</title><content type='html'>Well the date is set for an induction this Friday.  This wasn't my choice and had hoped to wait until I went on my own but at my appointment yesterday my blood pressure was worse and I started to spill protein in my urine meaning that my preeclampsia was worsening and the doctor doesn't want to let me wait too long because it will only get worse and not better.  I had to have some tests done yesterday to make sure the baby and my body were still doing good and wasn't getting stressed out and all was doing fine.  I was contracting about every 5 minutes yesterday just not really strong ones but I wasn't dilated at all and only 40% effaced.  Hopefully by Friday I will have done something so it won't be a hard induction because my body wasn't ready.  So only 2 days until we get to meet the little one, seems too real now and kind of scary.  Will keep you all updated as things progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-5521486498605734322?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5521486498605734322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/date-is-set-i-guess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5521486498605734322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/5521486498605734322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/date-is-set-i-guess.html' title='The date is set (I guess)'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7011445391271579846.post-3847719604364907473</id><published>2009-06-09T18:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:28:14.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally on board!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well I guess it's finally time to join everyone else and start a blog.  Truth be told I started working on this several months ago but never finished it.  Since we are on the countdown now, only 2 weeks until our baby is due, I figured that I would finally go through with this so I have a way to stay in contact with friends and family and what is going on with our little family.  As most of you will know we are expecting our first child, a boy, and we are so excited.  Probably not much to report until the big day but at least this will be ready to let you all know how things go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7011445391271579846-3847719604364907473?l=themetelkofamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3847719604364907473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-on-board.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3847719604364907473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7011445391271579846/posts/default/3847719604364907473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themetelkofamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-on-board.html' title='Finally on board!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01461969490301405188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
