<?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-4310212766099434956</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:30:23.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayleigh Megan Connolly-Leuter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-7156484467113673923</id><published>2010-06-18T20:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:08:22.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I See..." -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>Most of you know that Kayleigh loves, loves, LOVES reading.  She will "read" pretty much anything.  And by anything, I mean, anything that remotely looks like a book or paper.  Magazines, coloring books, instruction manuals, junk mail.  You name it, she'll bring it to you and demand to be read to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she will listen to anything, she does have her favorite stories, one of which being, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?&lt;/span&gt;".  I think it's a great book because it can cover so much more than just the story.  You can do colors, animal noises, counting, facial features....tons of time on one book.  She likes it SO much, that I would say that between Laura &amp;amp; I, we read it to her an average of 12 times a day.  Not kidding.  It is read so often that I can recite it from memory.  Kayleigh too now knows what is coming next and can imitate most of the animal noises (including the fish lips!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a clip of Laura doing a "speed-read-through" of the book with Kayleigh, and some of K's antics.  This time she mostly only said, "I see!" a lot.  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7kt4pZBxh7c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7kt4pZBxh7c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-7156484467113673923?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7156484467113673923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-see-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7156484467113673923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7156484467113673923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-see-written-by-bel.html' title='&quot;I See...&quot; -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-2746251934658711987</id><published>2010-05-22T20:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T21:35:58.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayleigh &amp; Kira -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDmC766oI/AAAAAAAAAbo/01o3kq05xUw/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDmC766oI/AAAAAAAAAbo/01o3kq05xUw/s320/052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474270036715301506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDl_u1BYI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Sbtyag9uF9s/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDl_u1BYI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Sbtyag9uF9s/s320/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474270035855082882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know already, Kayleigh has a BFF named Kira.  She is my friend Kristin's 2 year old daughter.  Most of the time they get along just fine - they laugh &amp;amp; play &amp;amp; talk with each other like normal kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the hugging starts.  At first, it's cute.  And gentle.  And then it gets a little....rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDlTV4rDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/LKPbuQSLctk/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDlTV4rDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/LKPbuQSLctk/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474270023939304498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDnJO4m7I/AAAAAAAAAb4/th2F-WuC_Yo/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDnJO4m7I/AAAAAAAAAb4/th2F-WuC_Yo/s320/066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474270055585323954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDm3Kpv-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/_deLEdJ7bZ4/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDm3Kpv-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/_deLEdJ7bZ4/s320/061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474270050735734754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened at at little Matty's Christening party today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/55q9v1Oukf0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/55q9v1Oukf0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-2746251934658711987?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2746251934658711987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/05/kayleigh-kira-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2746251934658711987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2746251934658711987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/05/kayleigh-kira-written-by-bel.html' title='Kayleigh &amp; Kira -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S_iDmC766oI/AAAAAAAAAbo/01o3kq05xUw/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-6772277066348731625</id><published>2010-05-22T20:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T20:56:35.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elmo's World Dance -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>We don't let Kayleigh watch a whole lot of TV.  Basically it's just Sesame Street every once in a while, and most of the time she gets bored with it after a few minutes anyway.  However, whenever the "Elmo's World" segment comes on, she stops whatever she's doing &amp;amp; perks right up!  Lately, she's started dancing &amp;amp; shrieking at the TV as soon as she hears the song.  It's been hard trying to catch it on film, but here is a more mild reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ALcWk33KHIc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ALcWk33KHIc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-6772277066348731625?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6772277066348731625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/05/elmos-world-dance-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/6772277066348731625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/6772277066348731625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/05/elmos-world-dance-written-by-bel.html' title='Elmo&apos;s World Dance -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-2965588069128829939</id><published>2010-04-23T23:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:48:51.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Dance Moves --Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>So my mom has this stuffed animal dog that plays music.  Since Kayleigh was an infant, she has had an infatuation with this thing.  As soon as she could she learned how to press the button to make it play music.  Then she started carrying it around everywhere.  Then she realized she could start &amp; stop the music as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, she was playing with this dog with my mom &amp; started sporting some never-before-seen dance moves, which were hysterical.  I guess she learned them from Laura....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0NWsh35BARY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0NWsh35BARY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-2965588069128829939?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2965588069128829939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-dance-moves-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2965588069128829939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2965588069128829939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-dance-moves-written-by-bel.html' title='New Dance Moves --Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-3510967269562600760</id><published>2010-04-23T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:43:03.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baby Wipe Incident -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>We all know how much K loves baby wipes.  Playing with them, destroying them, eating them.  Pretty much everything about them.  I literally turned my back for about 3 seconds to go to battle with our insurance company, and this is what I turned around to see.  I guess it could have been worse.  At least it wasn't the garbage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TwQkHe86qXw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TwQkHe86qXw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-3510967269562600760?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/3510967269562600760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-wipe-incident-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/3510967269562600760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/3510967269562600760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-wipe-incident-written-by-bel.html' title='The Baby Wipe Incident -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-2715855650613084941</id><published>2010-04-23T23:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:37:22.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayleigh Plays The Drums -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>We knew it was just a matter of time before it happened, but Kayleigh has discovered Laura's drum sticks &amp;amp; most recently her drums, and she knows what to do with them!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day she found a pair of Laura's drum sticks in the dining room &amp;amp; started walking around with them banging on things.  So Laura brought Kayleigh over to one of her small snare drums &amp;amp; Kayleigh knew to hit it with the drum sticks!  Needless to say, Laura was thrilled &amp;amp; sat down with her to play for a while.  Here are a few video clips :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w05pG3ToNgw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w05pG3ToNgw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kkxs_1G9dQA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kkxs_1G9dQA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_A3DnE3tv-w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_A3DnE3tv-w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-2715855650613084941?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2715855650613084941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/kayleigh-plays-drums-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2715855650613084941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2715855650613084941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/kayleigh-plays-drums-written-by-bel.html' title='Kayleigh Plays The Drums -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-8026832749414140261</id><published>2010-04-23T23:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:17:49.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time For A Bath Seat -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>I think it's time we purchase one of those seats for the bathtub because Kayleigh is out of control!  She keeps wanting to stand in the bathtub &amp;amp; when we try to sit her back down, she kicks her feet, flails around &amp;amp; giggles.  Our mistake was laughing in the first place because now she thinks it's a game.  But can you blame us?!  How cute is this kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we did get her to sit back down, and she was safe for the rest of the bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_iV9cZWEok&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_iV9cZWEok&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-8026832749414140261?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8026832749414140261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-for-bath-seat-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/8026832749414140261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/8026832749414140261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-for-bath-seat-written-by-bel.html' title='Time For A Bath Seat -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-5960761133770003589</id><published>2010-04-06T22:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:08:11.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach -- Written By Bel</title><content type='html'>Today was Kayeligh's first trip to the beach &amp;amp; she LOVED it!!!  At first I wasn't sure how she would fare with the sand, since it took her about 2 weeks to adjust to walking on grass or mulch at the park.  And add to that the fact that she hates having dirty hands, I was expecting a bit of a struggle.  But I think it was love at first sight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I put her little feet on the sand, she was intrigued.  She squished her little toes right into it and started running around.  Then she picked up some sand in her hands &amp;amp; I could see her taking in the texture of it as she let it slide through her fingers.  Then she dug around for a while as she sat in it.  When we covered her feet &amp;amp; legs with the sand she kicked it around as she laughed with delight - she couldn't get enough of it!!  I'm only sorry we didn't have any shovels or buckets to make sandcastles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I am VERY excited about the onset of summer - I think we're going to have a great time at the beach!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures of Kayleigh exploring the sand with her BFF, Kira :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S7v1RAaoSZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Q30eQ7z-Ugk/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S7v1RAaoSZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Q30eQ7z-Ugk/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457225046007761298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S7v1Q5yF05I/AAAAAAAAAQY/cimJEblOep0/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S7v1Q5yF05I/AAAAAAAAAQY/cimJEblOep0/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457225044227117970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S7v1QbhvhpI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V7sGlCx36Ag/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S7v1QbhvhpI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V7sGlCx36Ag/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457225036105483922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S7v1RSbkqcI/AAAAAAAAAQo/m5p6uxuoOlk/s1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S7v1RSbkqcI/AAAAAAAAAQo/m5p6uxuoOlk/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457225050843556290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-5960761133770003589?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5960761133770003589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/beach-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/5960761133770003589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/5960761133770003589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/beach-written-by-bel.html' title='The Beach -- Written By Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S7v1RAaoSZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Q30eQ7z-Ugk/s72-c/18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-6536685785062209424</id><published>2010-04-05T12:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:08:15.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Gaga, Pants On Your Head &amp; Tired Dancing -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>A lot of people want to know what a day in the life of Kayleigh is like.  They wonder about her personality, her likes &amp;amp; dislikes, and how she acts.  Here are a few examples of typical Kayleigh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Lady Gaga is her current favorite singer.  She will dance &amp;amp; laugh at ANYTHING Gaga.  Here is a video of her dancing to "Bad Romance" with Laura.  But she's a ham, so she pauses to say, "hi" to the camera for a moment :)  Laura also brings out K's crazy laugh towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ciMFfoaHa64&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ciMFfoaHa64&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Kayleigh now has opinions on what she wants to wear. She will bring you an item of clothing &amp;amp; want you to put it on her - even when it doesn't make sense! Her latest love is putting her pants on her head. And yes, she did it herself first.  But she got aggravated when she could not put them back on her head, so we helped her out :)&lt;/span&gt;  She also frequently requests to have her jacket put on her and then says, "bye-bye" once she is wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V9wgWCl723o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V9wgWCl723o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Kayleigh also loves to dance.  This is her "crazy dance", as we call it, because it's basically stomping around like a crazy person :)  But since she loves to fight sleep so much, a lot of the time she goes from dancing around &amp;amp; acting silly right to curling up on the floor and getting ready for a nap within a few seconds of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;**Just a note - I had no idea this video was being taken, so I was mid-conversation with Laura when it happened - Ignore what I'm saying.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9OrVXExVJ8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9OrVXExVJ8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's a glimpse of Kayleigh :)  We love our silly little bean!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-6536685785062209424?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6536685785062209424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-gaga-pants-on-your-head-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/6536685785062209424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/6536685785062209424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-gaga-pants-on-your-head-tired.html' title='Lady Gaga, Pants On Your Head &amp; Tired Dancing -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-2060289724560334161</id><published>2010-03-28T00:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:35:41.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Touch Museum -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>This past Monday was rainy &amp;amp; miserable out, so K &amp;amp; I went to the Please Touch Museum in Philly with our cousin, Kirsten.  And boy did we have FUN!!!  And I mean all of us!  There was so much for Kayleigh to see &amp;amp; do and they still make it appealing for the parents.  I like that they had separate play areas for children 3 &amp;amp; under so that K didn't have to try to keep up with the big kids the entire time.  And it was nice to let her roam around and discover on her own.  There should definitely be more places like this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67Z3jzUMmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/D8U8I7aTYHk/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67Z3jzUMmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/D8U8I7aTYHk/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453535747318755938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67Z38OoCBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/YhZroNoTIgQ/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67Z38OoCBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/YhZroNoTIgQ/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453535753875752978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67Z4HXsoOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wXRGGx0zQ_k/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67Z4HXsoOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wXRGGx0zQ_k/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453535756866592994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one section called "Wonderland" that was dedicated to the Alice in Wonderland stories.  There was a section with white rose bushes made of lights and the kids could "paint" the roses red with little paintbrushes.  When the paintbrushes hit the roses, the lights turned red!!  One of the cool effects was that the area by the bushes actually smelled like roses!  And there was a tea party with The Mad Hatter where kids could dress up as different characters.  Unfortunately, all of the costumes were too big for K, but we did have a seat anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67Z4rERkWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uP0piB8DyA8/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67Z4rERkWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uP0piB8DyA8/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453535766448804194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of Kayleigh's (and my) favorites was the miniature grocery store - They had kid sized carts and mock groceries, some of which were very believable! And the kids could work the registers if they want to as well (but K didn't really pay much attention to that part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67bx1mACPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/nADqqS824dw/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67bx1mACPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/nADqqS824dw/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453537848038787314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day ended with a ride on the carousel (which went MUCH better than the one at Smithville!)  She said, "Oooooohhhhh" for pretty much the whole ride! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67b15n--GI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WUFS-kltDn8/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67b15n--GI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WUFS-kltDn8/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453537917840324706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all, we had a great time &amp;amp; can't wait to go back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-2060289724560334161?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2060289724560334161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-touch-museum-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2060289724560334161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2060289724560334161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-touch-museum-written-by-bel.html' title='Please Touch Museum -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S67Z3jzUMmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/D8U8I7aTYHk/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-6792641103925851010</id><published>2010-03-18T23:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T00:02:00.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patty's By The Beach -- Written By Bel</title><content type='html'>We have come a long way since our last post!  The weather has been so beautiful that we have been lucky enough to make it to a park almost every day for the past week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our most recent trips was to visit Auntie M at her apartment in Bradley Beach on St. Patrick's Day.  We went for a nice long walk on the boardwalk and stopped at the park to play for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayleigh has learned the art of sliding all by herself.  Well, mostly.  I still have to put her on it, and even have to help her off it sometimes.  But she's doing it all by herself &amp;amp; LOVING it!  Bye-bye swings, hello new world of opportunity!  I think we might have to put in a slide in the backyard.....nah.  Then we would miss our walks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S6L1Un3wWDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/DwnaLPYMf64/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S6L1Un3wWDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/DwnaLPYMf64/s320/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450188233720748082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S6L1VGZF0YI/AAAAAAAAAPI/UDYo1JrWkr4/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S6L1VGZF0YI/AAAAAAAAAPI/UDYo1JrWkr4/s320/033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450188241913631106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S6L1VS0pH4I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4gfrmiy1Dzw/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S6L1VS0pH4I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4gfrmiy1Dzw/s320/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450188245250416514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S6L1V1bzh5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/AEGcA1oj9cM/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S6L1V1bzh5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/AEGcA1oj9cM/s320/039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450188254541481874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little snippet of what we spent a good 20 minutes doing.....I started to worry that she may never tire of it.  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-98df28675c4d48" 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://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0098df28675c4d48%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DBBC6830C27D102EFFBC563C35546CBCF724987.11C9D47F71A061B2C5B5736A3317A011E2A07B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98df28675c4d48%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBWFZcgBNKeuiIeUZ7uel1UFL2Gk&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://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0098df28675c4d48%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DBBC6830C27D102EFFBC563C35546CBCF724987.11C9D47F71A061B2C5B5736A3317A011E2A07B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98df28675c4d48%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBWFZcgBNKeuiIeUZ7uel1UFL2Gk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-6792641103925851010?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=98df28675c4d48&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6792641103925851010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-pattys-by-beach-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/6792641103925851010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/6792641103925851010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-pattys-by-beach-written-by-bel.html' title='St. Patty&apos;s By The Beach -- Written By Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S6L1Un3wWDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/DwnaLPYMf64/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-8544892340797948467</id><published>2010-03-07T23:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:31:50.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day At The Park -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since the weather has allowed us to venture out to our old favorite hangout, a local park.  An even rarer occasion that Laura was able to join us!  But what a beautiful weekend!!!!  We could not resist dusting off the old stroller &amp;amp; going for a walk to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayleigh enjoyed the ride in the stroller, especially when the wind came &amp;amp; blew on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R9pvqyJpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/AdpfGV3rq2o/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R9pvqyJpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/AdpfGV3rq2o/s400/109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446116005521794706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the park, the first thing we did was ride on the swings, like old times.  K enjoyed flying around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R9dJkVyeI/AAAAAAAAAOw/N3ACmXyJ0w8/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R9dJkVyeI/AAAAAAAAAOw/N3ACmXyJ0w8/s400/090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446115789135792610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Kayleigh is getting bigger, she was ready to try out the slides for the first time!  She wasn't too sure about it at first and I had to hold her all the way down.  But eventually she let go &amp;amp; laughed all the way down to either Mommy or Marmy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R871wfzLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9JuFcD9Hr-I/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R871wfzLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9JuFcD9Hr-I/s400/098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446115216882388146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R9NsGZYxI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wTEUOU2gXHM/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R9NsGZYxI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wTEUOU2gXHM/s400/099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446115523527533330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a big tube slide that I took her down, but I don't think she liked that too much - it's more for the big kids anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R8sJvGSGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lN3gBhepX8w/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R8sJvGSGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lN3gBhepX8w/s400/102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446114947367323746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pooped out, we headed back home for supper. Poor Kayleigh started to doze while clinging to her stroller, and then took an almost 2 hour long nap (A rarity these days)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R8gy5Rm1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/mmF_pxA6Wco/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R8gy5Rm1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/mmF_pxA6Wco/s400/111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446114752257432402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had the chance to get out in the beautiful weather we had this weekend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ybFu2YW8QE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ybFu2YW8QE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a class="xwitdgkdgtoihkmqwbfb" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ybFu2YW8QE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="xwitdgkdgtoihkmqwbfb" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ybFu2YW8QE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="xwitdgkdgtoihkmqwbfb" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ybFu2YW8QE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="xwitdgkdgtoihkmqwbfb" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ybFu2YW8QE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="xwitdgkdgtoihkmqwbfb" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ybFu2YW8QE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="xwitdgkdgtoihkmqwbfb" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ybFu2YW8QE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="xwitdgkdgtoihkmqwbfb" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ybFu2YW8QE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="xwitdgkdgtoihkmqwbfb" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ybFu2YW8QE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-8544892340797948467?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8544892340797948467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-at-park-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/8544892340797948467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/8544892340797948467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-at-park-written-by-bel.html' title='Day At The Park -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S5R9pvqyJpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/AdpfGV3rq2o/s72-c/109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-6948091636208391184</id><published>2010-03-07T21:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:49:43.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide &amp; Seek -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>Kayleigh has been running around all over the place these day &amp;amp; getting into everything!  There's so much for her to explore &amp;amp; I love, love, LOVE watching her learn something new.  She has a new favorite game - Hide &amp;amp; Seek.  Well, the Kayleigh version of hide &amp;amp; seek.  Laura hides in one of our bedrooms in the house, Kayleigh runs down the hall to find her &amp;amp; as Kayleigh approaches, Laura pops out of the room and yells "Boo!"  You would think this would scare Kayleigh, but she gets a kick out of it!  She runs back down the hallway laughing and goes right back to Laura for more.  We have gotten some seriously great laughs out of this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a clip of Kayleigh playing Hide &amp;amp; Seek, Kayleigh style.  She also laughs her butt of when she watches the clip with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(*The head bump is not as bad as it sounds - she was fine right away.  However, it does get funnier &amp;amp; funnier every time we watch it and even Kayleigh has taken to laughing at it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pt_X34lTQiE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pt_X34lTQiE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a class="xwitdgkdgtoihkmqwbfb" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pt_X34lTQiE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-6948091636208391184?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6948091636208391184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/03/hide-seek-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/6948091636208391184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/6948091636208391184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/03/hide-seek-written-by-bel.html' title='Hide &amp; Seek -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-7575170978054179450</id><published>2010-02-16T21:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:27:13.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayleigh's First Year -- Written By Bel</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe how quickly this past year has flown by!!  So much has happened &amp;amp; so many things have changed.  It's hard to imagine that the Kayleigh I have now is the same tiny little girl that we brought home from the hospital over a year ago.  I am truly blessed to have such a wonderful angel in my life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S3th7k7UxrI/AAAAAAAAANI/W9OwdO0JQf8/s1600-h/Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S3th7k7UxrI/AAAAAAAAANI/W9OwdO0JQf8/s400/Collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439048651132683954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-7575170978054179450?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7575170978054179450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/02/kayleighs-first-year-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7575170978054179450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7575170978054179450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/02/kayleighs-first-year-written-by-bel.html' title='Kayleigh&apos;s First Year -- Written By Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/S3th7k7UxrI/AAAAAAAAANI/W9OwdO0JQf8/s72-c/Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-7717448111529762996</id><published>2010-02-16T20:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:34:33.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking &amp; Such -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes, I already know that I am the world's worst blogger as I have not written anything since November.  And a LOT has been happening since then!!  I'll try to post as much of it as I can, but we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayleigh has been constantly growing &amp;amp; changing, seemingly overnight at times.  Her hair is starting to grow, she has a total of 6 teeth now, she's eating lots &amp;amp; lots of new foods (when she's not allergic to them!), and her vocabulary is getting larger.  She can say about 10-12 words &amp;amp; has assigned meanings to most of them, including pup, Mama, Elmo, shoes, and Harry's favorite, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the craziest things that is going on is that Kayleigh is officially walking!!!  And not just taking a few steps here &amp;amp; there, but WALKING, walking!!  And that happened overnight.  One day she just stood up in the kitchen &amp;amp; walked all the way down the hall into her room and that was that.  My life has not been the same since.  LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night leading up to that we would sit in our den &amp;amp; Kayleigh would walk back &amp;amp; forth between Laura &amp;amp; I.  It was about 6-7 steps at a time &amp;amp; she would fall a lot.  She did this for a very long time.  And then last Sunday, BAM!  She was walking.  And even trying to walk down the steps in the den (or as we like to call it, jumping face-first onto the floor from the steps).  Here's a video from January of Kayleigh "practicing".  We haven't been able to get a recent video of the walking, but we will post one soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/33qggE8J4n4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/33qggE8J4n4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-7717448111529762996?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7717448111529762996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/02/walking-such-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7717448111529762996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7717448111529762996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2010/02/walking-such-written-by-bel.html' title='Walking &amp; Such -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-7414878369375239771</id><published>2009-11-22T12:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:36:05.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket Screaming -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>This is one of Kayleigh's favorite new pastimes. There's not much else to say about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OhJzKPF2v_Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OhJzKPF2v_Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-7414878369375239771?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7414878369375239771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/11/bucket-screaming-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7414878369375239771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7414878369375239771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/11/bucket-screaming-written-by-bel.html' title='Bucket Screaming -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-4625889676478774806</id><published>2009-11-16T15:23:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:49:06.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayleigh's First Halloween -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>This year was Kayleigh's first Halloween &amp;amp; we made sure to have a blast!  Our cousins Kirsten &amp;amp; Marissa were visiting us for the weekend so they got to go trick-or-treating with us &amp;amp; share in the fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off nice &amp;amp; relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG2B4-zJHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ex8AT8eaqGA/s1600/Picture+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG2B4-zJHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ex8AT8eaqGA/s400/Picture+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404801171413214322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was REALLY warm outside but it looked like it was going to rain any minute, so Mommy &amp;amp; Kayleigh got our costumes on &amp;amp; headed out for trick-or-treating.  Kayleigh even sat for a few minutes so that we could take some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG4BP4qKkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R-ivkm-mSN4/s1600/Picture+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG4BP4qKkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R-ivkm-mSN4/s400/Picture+169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404803359404862018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG4BND-uBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/eprXKLTPz_Y/s1600/Picture+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG4BND-uBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/eprXKLTPz_Y/s400/Picture+170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404803358647040018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Friend Jim's parents' sent us a trick-or-treat sack that had Kayleigh's name printed on it!  We couldn't wait to try it out!  Thanks Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Fedor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG6aUSkavI/AAAAAAAAALA/YRJUnRTy3EM/s1600/Picture+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG6aUSkavI/AAAAAAAAALA/YRJUnRTy3EM/s400/Picture+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404805989107264242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kayleigh wasn't too sure what to make of everything, but she held up pretty well.  It looks like Reeses PB Cups are her favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG4hAc-B6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/MgJas0HjXLQ/s1600/Picture+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG4hAc-B6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/MgJas0HjXLQ/s400/Picture+186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404803905018005410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG5_47dfsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1opGa28rKVc/s1600/Picture+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG5_47dfsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1opGa28rKVc/s400/Picture+187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404805535085985474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About halfway through, we decided to give Kayleigh a break &amp;amp; stopped at the park that we normally take walks to so that she could have some fun in her swing.  Look out for the flying devil!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG5cPi1j5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/f19lMTqOYrM/s1600/Picture+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG5cPi1j5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/f19lMTqOYrM/s400/Picture+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404804922681429906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the end of it, Kayleigh passed out &amp;amp; it started to rain.  Can't wait to see what next year will bring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-4625889676478774806?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4625889676478774806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/11/kayleighs-first-halloween-written-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/4625889676478774806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/4625889676478774806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/11/kayleighs-first-halloween-written-by.html' title='Kayleigh&apos;s First Halloween -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SwG2B4-zJHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ex8AT8eaqGA/s72-c/Picture+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-3850721039636887231</id><published>2009-10-11T19:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:26:51.939-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip To Smithville -- Written By Bel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJpo2NWN_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LpiSS7RSk6Y/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391487854383085554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJpo2NWN_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LpiSS7RSk6Y/s400/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This weekend our cousins Kirsten &amp;amp; Marissa came for a visit and we took a trip down to Smithville to check out the shoppes &amp;amp; do some fun fall exploring :) It just so happened that we walked into an Irish festival that was going on that day! I took advantage of the chilly weather &amp;amp; bought Kayleigh a shamrock hat to keep her little head warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kayleigh went on her first train ride throughout the historic village. It was all decorated for Halloween &amp;amp; it was a beautiful fall day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391487101837870994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJo9Cwlh5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/aVH0Mk3dRbs/s400/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391486169322279138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJoGw3i0OI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Rb28Crnys9g/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the train ride, Kirsten &amp;amp; I took Kayleigh on the carousel. We had a great time, but I don't think Kayleigh liked it too much! Maybe next year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391487658668393922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJpddHVBcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EVZmvDIiakw/s400/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391486178030824450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJoHRT0rAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iU3bE8yK3aA/s400/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&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/4310212766099434956-3850721039636887231?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/3850721039636887231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-to-smithville-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/3850721039636887231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/3850721039636887231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-to-smithville-written-by-bel.html' title='Trip To Smithville -- Written By Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJpo2NWN_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LpiSS7RSk6Y/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-139080848391715605</id><published>2009-10-11T18:16:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:01:28.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elmo &amp; Talking -- Written By Bel</title><content type='html'>Every once in a while we will put Sesame Street on for Kayleigh. Most of the time she doesn't pay any attention to it at all. However, recently she discovered that she absolutely LOVES Elmo! Whenever he comes on, she will stop whatever it is that she is doing and look at the TV and laugh!! I thought it was just a one-time fluke thing, but she does it every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c78384374dbf735f" 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://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc78384374dbf735f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7272BC7DE4B9D2EACC0226BECD4652850474C9EF.C844EFA39DE614286312142619B110D6ED8002%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc78384374dbf735f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7ZKS4ziZDkEG1S8g7kxR8bDBZP0&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://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc78384374dbf735f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7272BC7DE4B9D2EACC0226BECD4652850474C9EF.C844EFA39DE614286312142619B110D6ED8002%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc78384374dbf735f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7ZKS4ziZDkEG1S8g7kxR8bDBZP0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In general, she has become a very vocal and interactive baby. She can say Mama (me), Mom (we think is Laura), she waves hello, says "buh-buh" and waves good-bye, claps her hands &amp;amp; has even started to dance and/or bounce!! She is crawling like a pro now and will trample over anything that gets in her way, including people. Haha! She crawls to the couch &amp;amp; walks from one end to the other, she has mastered getting back down to the floor from a standing position (without falling flat on her face), kneels, and is still learning to get back down the one step in the den.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJiXb3ex0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/5El8fqzM6eY/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391479858672879426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJiXb3ex0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/5El8fqzM6eY/s400/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJiXwuUfaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GcHS8gqxBPw/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391479864271601058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJiXwuUfaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GcHS8gqxBPw/s400/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her latest favorite activity is to crawl up the stairs in the den, attach herself to the gate we have up there, and sing, scream, talk, babble, dance, for a good long while. Sometimes I'm afraid she's going to climb straight over the gate! It is very hard to get a clip of it because as soon as we take out the camera, she becomes preoccupied with that and stops whatever cuteness she has been exuding at that moment. Here's a little snippet of it, and hopefully we'll be able to get more of it soon. 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Laura &amp;amp; I have been attending services there since May and ultimately decided that this was the church we wanted to bring Kayleigh up in. Her Godparents were my sister, Mary and our closest friend, Matt, that I have known since high school.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJkrOnChyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/6o-e4L1UVfc/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391482397734897442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJkrOnChyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/6o-e4L1UVfc/s400/Picture+008.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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kayleigh was a perfect angel throughout the church service and the baptism itself. As part of the service, the pastor walked Kayleigh throughout the congregation to introduce her to everyone, and I think everyone was happy to get to see her up close too :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJlT3KR5yI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3mXVADmcOjM/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391483095814891298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJlT3KR5yI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3mXVADmcOjM/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the party afterwards, Kayleigh wasn't as happy because her top 2 teeth decided to shove their way through that day, so she was in a bit of pain :( She now has a total of 4 teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you to everyone who came out to celebrate with us that day. Our little angel is blessed to have so many people that love her in her life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391484051656108770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJmLf8lauI/AAAAAAAAAJA/oTNv9YWjDmQ/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&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/4310212766099434956-2220246476499858649?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2220246476499858649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/10/kayleighs-baptism-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2220246476499858649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2220246476499858649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/10/kayleighs-baptism-written-by-bel.html' title='Kayleigh&apos;s Baptism -- Written By Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/StJkrOnChyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/6o-e4L1UVfc/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-2388134336394125252</id><published>2009-09-30T11:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:30:43.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Crawling To Standing To Climbing In 2 Days -- Written By Bel</title><content type='html'>By now, Kayleigh has fully mastered the crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f216315b5721f15f" 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://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df216315b5721f15f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70D614849E69764A3CC3F36EFD1B439BC4C16525.847A1C92CA051B23DAEB5778A4A8F9AF8BB96E98%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df216315b5721f15f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC9GtsiUTYsyavz6HyIIcS0qtEOk&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://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df216315b5721f15f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70D614849E69764A3CC3F36EFD1B439BC4C16525.847A1C92CA051B23DAEB5778A4A8F9AF8BB96E98%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df216315b5721f15f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC9GtsiUTYsyavz6HyIIcS0qtEOk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after she started crawling, she started pulling herself up into a standing position.  She has been able to bear her weight on her legs since she was about 4 months old - She could even pull herself up to stand if she was on your lap &amp;amp; you grabbed her arms.  But now she's crawling to things &amp;amp; pulling herself up on her own!  I've even walked into her room &amp;amp; found her standing in her crib!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aae73c5ebdd86773" 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://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daae73c5ebdd86773%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D714A12A3E3A1E8C6CB1585667CA7164DD32A4F97.5A5FD953AFC04388752C55218867815C6606C4F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daae73c5ebdd86773%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgEDsKN6uFBm7Dkn_YUAM7BPWdSI&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://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daae73c5ebdd86773%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D714A12A3E3A1E8C6CB1585667CA7164DD32A4F97.5A5FD953AFC04388752C55218867815C6606C4F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daae73c5ebdd86773%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgEDsKN6uFBm7Dkn_YUAM7BPWdSI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't long before she found her way to the steps in the den, which she can now easily crawl up into the kitchen.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SsOimnwLR2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/zxypTdfqapo/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SsOimnwLR2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/zxypTdfqapo/s400/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387328363655022434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-2388134336394125252?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=aae73c5ebdd86773&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f216315b5721f15f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2388134336394125252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-crawling-to-standing-to-climbing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2388134336394125252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/2388134336394125252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-crawling-to-standing-to-climbing.html' title='From Crawling To Standing To Climbing In 2 Days -- Written By Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SsOimnwLR2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/zxypTdfqapo/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-7137574422896126271</id><published>2009-09-23T20:07:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:02:25.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>Sunday was a very big day for us...we learned how to crawl! Kayleigh has been getting into the position now for a while but that's all it was for the longest time. But then she leaned forward to get to her toy piano &amp;amp; I guess that sparked something. Still not crawling, but definitely trying to move on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c78967c0fabc51df" 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://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc78967c0fabc51df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FE684D4E6D656C062149375C9567006218CAC94.4CE3751980B1AB2D80CACCC075AEBF48C791AB3B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc78967c0fabc51df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPK91LUlN5k_WtlnuUIEq6ZDcpNI&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://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc78967c0fabc51df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FE684D4E6D656C062149375C9567006218CAC94.4CE3751980B1AB2D80CACCC075AEBF48C791AB3B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc78967c0fabc51df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPK91LUlN5k_WtlnuUIEq6ZDcpNI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later that afternoon, we held her Winnie The Pooh bear a little out of reach &amp;amp; she crawled right over to him!!  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Normally she plays with it for a few minutes and then is done, as she is with every toy.  For whatever reason, she found it particularly entertaining one day and laughed at it for a good half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-91a5f3aa212d01a8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D91a5f3aa212d01a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B20D3D1AE2EEAAF71F0B8D3CFB1252547968270.55DEBA4023D79F78B91BC86BD21504C75329F68F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D91a5f3aa212d01a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2fDy_4LEH0WJ3yn6P741bgq2bzc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D91a5f3aa212d01a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B20D3D1AE2EEAAF71F0B8D3CFB1252547968270.55DEBA4023D79F78B91BC86BD21504C75329F68F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D91a5f3aa212d01a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2fDy_4LEH0WJ3yn6P741bgq2bzc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-3479975285337779741?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=91a5f3aa212d01a8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/3479975285337779741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-yellow-taxi-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/3479975285337779741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/3479975285337779741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-yellow-taxi-written-by-bel.html' title='Little Yellow Taxi -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-1743288094732330146</id><published>2009-09-10T18:00:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:21:00.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back &amp; Starting Foods -- By Bel</title><content type='html'>We took a brief hiatus there for a while, but we're back &amp;amp; can't wait to share everything with you!  So much has been happening &amp;amp; Kayleigh has been changing so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest changes is that she has started eating solid foods.  We were lucky enough to have our friends buy us a baby food mill, so we have been making most of the food she eats &amp;amp; with organic fruits &amp;amp; vegetables.  Our first try was some mashed bananas (or naners as we've been calling them).  She didn't seem to like those too much, as evidenced by her gagging.  LOL.   We tried a few times, and she finally stopped making faces, but I still don't think they're her favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sql73lYPUiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WRGPh-4yvq8/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-10fe2b4894cab76f" 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://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D10fe2b4894cab76f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56275854B188E60B62ACC3E89F8B543CD4EE7C13.6265E19A01E8FA8506B23F542290EB3C895DAD97%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D10fe2b4894cab76f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKMAlflhp32bAQy3WZrWeyEtXMk4&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://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D10fe2b4894cab76f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56275854B188E60B62ACC3E89F8B543CD4EE7C13.6265E19A01E8FA8506B23F542290EB3C895DAD97%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D10fe2b4894cab76f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKMAlflhp32bAQy3WZrWeyEtXMk4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sql4hz-4xKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3ptIaBau2EU/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sql4hz-4xKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3ptIaBau2EU/s400/Picture+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379963752155759778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sql4ivAnIAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qU-knU53pFk/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sql4ivAnIAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qU-knU53pFk/s400/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379963768000684034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sql4iEjA9DI/AAAAAAAAAHs/V-W5_mEsaY8/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sql4iEjA9DI/AAAAAAAAAHs/V-W5_mEsaY8/s400/Picture+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379963756602258482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second food we tried was avocados and she LOVED them!!  Since then she's also had rice cereal, oatmeal, apples, peaches, pears, carrots, sweet potatoes, blueberries, nectarines, and most recently green beans.  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The hard drive on our computer is full so we cannot upload any of the pictures from our camera to the computer.  We're hoping to be able to fix this shortly, and when we do, we will have plenty to say!  Sorry for the hiatus - things have been crazy around here, but we're starting to get back into the swing of things :)  More Kayleigh to come soon so stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-7617499756523682421?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7617499756523682421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-blogs-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7617499756523682421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7617499756523682421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-blogs-to-come.html' title='More Blogs To Come'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-6272531500644730256</id><published>2009-08-01T22:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:22:59.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FEED YOUR STASH FRIDAY GIVEAWAY</title><content type='html'>I have been wanting to try cloth diapers for a while now, but haven't had the cash to do so.  A friend of mine told me about this giveaway contest so I figured I'd enter &amp;amp; see if I can win some free cloth diapers to try.  From what I have researched, the BumGenius are the ones I would want to start off with - they are the most like the disposables I am currently using &amp;amp; will make the transition easier on me.  Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clothdiaperblog.com/feed-your-stash-3-bumgenius-deluxe-aios-1-babylegs/" title="FEED YOUR STASH - 3 BG Deluxe AIOs &amp;amp; 1 Babylegs!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.clothdiaperblog.com/wp-content/themes/tma/images/latest/bumgenius-deluxe-aio-and-babylegs-giveaway.jpg" alt="FEED YOUR STASH - 3 BG Deluxe AIOs &amp;amp; 1 Babylegs!" width="470" height="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-6272531500644730256?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.clothdiaperblog.com/feed-your-stash-3-bumgenius-deluxe-aios-1-babylegs/' title='FEED YOUR STASH FRIDAY GIVEAWAY'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6272531500644730256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/08/feed-your-stash-friday-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/6272531500644730256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/6272531500644730256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/08/feed-your-stash-friday-giveaway.html' title='FEED YOUR STASH FRIDAY GIVEAWAY'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-5395348758799643125</id><published>2009-07-15T09:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:22:57.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayleigh Says "Mama" -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>For weeks now, as Kayleigh has been babbling we have all been encouraging her to say Mama, as all mothers try to.  We have been unsuccessful up to this point &amp;amp; cannot really get Kayleigh to mimic anything vocally yet.  Usually she starts making a noise &amp;amp; then we imitate it back to her &amp;amp; she repeats it.  Yesterday was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at my parents' house, as we are on every Tuesday, and my mom kept egging her on with "mama".  My mom does this every time she sees Kayleigh &amp;amp; usually nothing special happens.  However, yesterday Kayleigh finally repeated it all on her own!!  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I'm so happy that the weather held out &amp;amp; that we were able to do such wonderful things! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the dawn of time, my family has been going to our friends Florence &amp;amp; Angelo's house for 4th of July festivities. This year was Kayleigh's first &amp;amp; she had a blast!! At first, she was afraid of their dog, Sandy, but after we showed her that it was OK she just found her amusing and the craziest case of the giggles ensued!!! We were throwing the ball back &amp;amp; forth with the dog &amp;amp; every time Sandy jumped, or in some cases just moved, Kayleigh was in hysterics. She got herself so worked up that eventually she was just laughing at everything, even the dog toy! The only way to share this with you is for you to see it for yourself. Sometimes it's hard to hear because we're all laughing but you can definitely see her shaking. And at some points, she laughs so hard that you can't tell if she's laughing or crying - I assure you that she is laughing!! 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We met up with Grandmom, Grandpop, Aunt Stephie &amp;amp; Auntie Cait.  It was a great show! We got to sit outside &amp;amp; eat our dinner under one of the tents - the weather was gorgeous!!  Kayleigh loved the music &amp;amp; her Auntie Cait was definitely her favorite person of the night - Kayleigh loved her pretty shirt &amp;amp; watching her dance :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SlJUAPwU9PI/AAAAAAAAAHE/37zawWDNlLY/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355435270102906098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SlJUAPwU9PI/AAAAAAAAAHE/37zawWDNlLY/s400/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Kayleigh is definitely the coolest kid ever - Not only was she an angel most of the time, but she impressed us all when she was able to sleep through a live band!!&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/4310212766099434956-5930799743735424850?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3dff228136b93bc7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7ab5123403ff3479&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=94e88e6fc614891f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d2232cecba540572&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e93ce7ef7f5a3aed&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5930799743735424850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-laughs-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/5930799743735424850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/5930799743735424850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-laughs-written-by-bel.html' title='4th Of July Laughs -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SlJQrAbNSFI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lxB630kcbUs/s72-c/Picture+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-1363270236333021533</id><published>2009-07-02T11:23:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:49:57.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand &amp; Step -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>It has been a very exciting week for us! Kayleigh has always been strong for her age, but this past week she has amazed all of us!! If you are holding her up, she has been able to stand in your lap or on the floor for a few weeks now, but the other day I discovered that if you hold her up in a standing position, she will take some steps on her own! She does this all the time now &amp;amp; loves "walking" around the den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e2e04e4118ac3341" 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://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2e04e4118ac3341%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D196668458854D45619A6FC66CBCA2F49611CCCAC.2BF8D3222E32B65798D976EED6A3A5E9EA96A0B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2e04e4118ac3341%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB0J0p3vYb6h0CZsWoBuM2Yj5c-0&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://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2e04e4118ac3341%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D196668458854D45619A6FC66CBCA2F49611CCCAC.2BF8D3222E32B65798D976EED6A3A5E9EA96A0B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2e04e4118ac3341%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB0J0p3vYb6h0CZsWoBuM2Yj5c-0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the other day we discovered that she can pull herself up into a standing position from either sitting on your lap or on the floor!! 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She did it twice!! I saw it about to happen &amp;amp; I grabbed the camera as quickly as I could - This is the best I could do for now. Hopefully I'll be faster in the future :)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SkVARMz9NSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TOjF8Isb0Bw/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351754396440802594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SkVARMz9NSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TOjF8Isb0Bw/s400/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SkVBW0B7X2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/TxxARJsSWZU/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351755592379359074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SkVBW0B7X2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/TxxARJsSWZU/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/4310212766099434956-7071553654074659190?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7071553654074659190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/roll-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7071553654074659190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7071553654074659190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/roll-written-by-bel.html' title='The Roll -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SkVARMz9NSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TOjF8Isb0Bw/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-5779617725330992944</id><published>2009-06-24T13:27:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:44:30.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Screamer -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>Kayleigh has gotten increasingly more vocal over the last few weeks. She is definitely playing with sound &amp;amp; discovering new noises every day, most notably her little baby scream. Right now we think it's very cute &amp;amp; we love hearing it, but if it gets any louder (and I am sure that it will), I don't know if we'll find it so cute anymore. She's also getting more control over her legs &amp;amp; tries to "stand" whenever she can. She dances &amp;amp; bounces in her exersaucer &amp;amp; tries to stand when you're holding her. And if you hold her in a sitting position, she tries to pull herself up on her own, but of course she can't yet. 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She also had a blast in the bouncer that Grandma got for her from her friend Rosa. She had such a good time that she pooped herself out &amp;amp; took a little nap in the moses basket that Grandma has.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SkJnaQ4D7MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ODIJU8qYwJk/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350953008173935810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SkJnaQ4D7MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ODIJU8qYwJk/s400/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-5779617725330992944?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4a77139e17ef076d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fbc0609906bc9081&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5779617725330992944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-little-screamer-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/5779617725330992944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/5779617725330992944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-little-screamer-written-by-bel.html' title='Our Little Screamer -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SkJnYoAjUKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SxD7-1iX2cQ/s72-c/Picture+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-1632330073411138617</id><published>2009-06-14T12:56:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T13:26:06.867-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Cuddles -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SjUst2l5WcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wSbv9NdGrrk/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347229298832529858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SjUst2l5WcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wSbv9NdGrrk/s400/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SjUsubXRMwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8Bja0RdfRRA/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347229308703290114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SjUsubXRMwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8Bja0RdfRRA/s400/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SjUsurkj_3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/F2Q_hIFh4ds/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347229313054015346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SjUsurkj_3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/F2Q_hIFh4ds/s400/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SjUvjkINNwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/aETHaj32ADg/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347232420612355842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SjUvjkINNwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/aETHaj32ADg/s400/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost every morning while Laura is getting ready for work, Kayleigh &amp;amp; I usually take a quick nap for a while (I know, we torture Laura). Even if we don’t get to sleep, we get some good cuddle time in to start off the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SjUsurkj_3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/F2Q_hIFh4ds/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;his morning she was very chatty with me &amp;amp; tried to eat the sheets for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4e70fa982237e61" 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://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04e70fa982237e61%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8CA8CF0DFEC9CCC0B1FFDBC2CC45E46A4CA5453.543EF4644E36857C31C973F441179481B8D37EB5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4e70fa982237e61%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQFV_YIEsYdz-mJnJ0qHesCSqPzo&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://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04e70fa982237e61%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8CA8CF0DFEC9CCC0B1FFDBC2CC45E46A4CA5453.543EF4644E36857C31C973F441179481B8D37EB5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4e70fa982237e61%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQFV_YIEsYdz-mJnJ0qHesCSqPzo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-1632330073411138617?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1632330073411138617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/morning-cuddles-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/1632330073411138617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/1632330073411138617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/morning-cuddles-written-by-bel.html' title='Morning Cuddles -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SjUst2l5WcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wSbv9NdGrrk/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-689359670953716583</id><published>2009-06-14T12:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:56:01.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayleigh’s 4 Month Doctor Appointment Updates -- Written By Laura</title><content type='html'>We took Kayleigh for her 4 month appointment on Friday.  Bel &amp;amp; I were both very concerned because we knew she was going to get shots again, and last time was pretty horrible!  She was definitely upset for the rest of the day and into the next day last time.  That was two months ago, and now Kayleigh has a lot more personality than she did at 2 months.  Needless to say, we were not interested in a repeat of last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had done a little research trying to find out if there was anything we could do to reduce the pain of the shots, and we came up with two very simple steps: first, we gave her Tylenol before we went to the appointment instead of waiting until afterwards.  Second, I took a pacifier and dipped it in sugar water, then gave it to her a few minutes before the shots were given.  I don’t know that it helped, but whatever.  I read in a magazine that this silly trick had tested incredibly well in very young children, and seemed to distract them enough with the pleasant taste that the impact of the shot is not felt as drastically as it would have been without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, who knows what worked and what didn’t, but all I can say is my little girl was fine!  You might actually think they put a little “happy” in those shots, because she basically stopped crying before we even got her to the car, and was smiley and talkative all afternoon!  We had smiles, squeals, giggles, and all!  So it looks like Kayleigh has gotten better with coping with her shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the skinny on Kayleigh’s growth to date!  She is 14 lbs, 5 oz right now!  She’s in the 75th percentile with weight.  What is probably more shocking is that she is 25 ¼ inches tall, putting her in the 90th percentile!  So she’s pretty tall and a good weight.  That’ll be my luck, she’ll be taller than me by the time she’s 5 or 6!  I guess we’ll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, our little girl was a perfect angel and did very well!  I’m very happy that things turned out the way they did.  Yay Kayleigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I didn't know this video was being taken - I was on the phone with my mom giving her the updates as you'll be able to tell from the background conversation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5295b7e823b3f5b1" 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://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5295b7e823b3f5b1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E1E02B1BFA9A19BE4F8B364B52032038BED27D6.4E6BF7DEFA191A437BEB01CC7E6C14E6100D3601%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5295b7e823b3f5b1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS07jOcolyiCxlrM600qBEBnsBYw&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://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5295b7e823b3f5b1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E1E02B1BFA9A19BE4F8B364B52032038BED27D6.4E6BF7DEFA191A437BEB01CC7E6C14E6100D3601%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5295b7e823b3f5b1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS07jOcolyiCxlrM600qBEBnsBYw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-689359670953716583?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/689359670953716583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/kayleighs-4-month-doctor-appointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/689359670953716583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/689359670953716583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/kayleighs-4-month-doctor-appointment.html' title='Kayleigh’s 4 Month Doctor Appointment Updates -- Written By Laura'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-4981857082142352181</id><published>2009-06-07T18:16:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:28:58.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Weeble -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>This weekend was very fun! We spent Friday morning playing in her bouncy seat. Seemingly overnight, Kayleigh has mastered the art of bouncing &amp;amp; wobbling in her bouncer. Last week, her feet barely touched the floor in it &amp;amp; now she's a pro. She's also gotten very proficient at holding up her head during tummy time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixFiVzsjVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/EAvoVybhI88/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344723314053778770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixFiVzsjVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/EAvoVybhI88/s400/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixFiCTMWjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Wrp_d3UYe0U/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344723308817177138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixFiCTMWjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Wrp_d3UYe0U/s400/Picture+049.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fa6bc6ac0fff0195" 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://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa6bc6ac0fff0195%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72C4F809300DFE6EA7E05B79E4C7BBE2C5257D1B.10762B48E738443C622CED8DAAFEFE8DC7EA60D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa6bc6ac0fff0195%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5hKHQWFdzPqbjO24jgYeNcSjVn0&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://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa6bc6ac0fff0195%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72C4F809300DFE6EA7E05B79E4C7BBE2C5257D1B.10762B48E738443C622CED8DAAFEFE8DC7EA60D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa6bc6ac0fff0195%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5hKHQWFdzPqbjO24jgYeNcSjVn0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since she loved Kira's exersaucer so much, we ordered Kayleigh one of her own. She wasn't too sure what to do with it at first, but then she LOVED it! On Saturday we put it in front of the mirrored doors of the buffet in the dining room, and she had even more fun chatting with herself! Turns out all we really needed were the mirrors :) LOL&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixEXTWMqhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Uz-sILsbOtg/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344722024902994450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixEXTWMqhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Uz-sILsbOtg/s400/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixEXlVwmbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oOBT4voisCk/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344722029732993458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixEXlVwmbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oOBT4voisCk/s400/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixEXsJLrQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/U7evaPkbH8E/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344722031559290114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixEXsJLrQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/U7evaPkbH8E/s400/Picture+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;But what we love most of all are the giggles. We've been trying to get them on video for a while now, but as soon as we pull out the camera she starts paying more attention to that than anything else and stops giggling. Today, Laura was able to sneak up on us at the tail end of one of Kayleigh's giggle sessions. Mostly, all you'll hear is a short squeal, but there are a few laughs in there. Maybe one day we'll be able to get the full thing, but until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ab49c05be2a9e677" 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://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab49c05be2a9e677%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5FD27DB78A7AEDEB112E5DC07518E9537C7D47CA.7C2A2A8224320B97B29F00B7A6E022B10E0ABEC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab49c05be2a9e677%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1mlfe64qF2J7FfF07AV4XSJ3HAY&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://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab49c05be2a9e677%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5FD27DB78A7AEDEB112E5DC07518E9537C7D47CA.7C2A2A8224320B97B29F00B7A6E022B10E0ABEC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab49c05be2a9e677%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1mlfe64qF2J7FfF07AV4XSJ3HAY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-4981857082142352181?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4981857082142352181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-little-weeble-written-by-bel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/4981857082142352181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/4981857082142352181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-little-weeble-written-by-bel.html' title='Our Little Weeble -- Written by Bel'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SixFiVzsjVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/EAvoVybhI88/s72-c/Picture+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-7102991586926939114</id><published>2009-06-02T23:39:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:23:34.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayleigh &amp; Kira, BFF -- Written by Kayleigh</title><content type='html'>Well today was certainly interesting!! We started off our first few hours without any power, so it was kind of hard to do much of anything at first. Poor Mommy had to shower in the dark! But then we decided to go visit my BFF, Kira. When we first got there Kira was sleeping so I played in her exersaucer until she woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342950961243000962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SiX5l1E4kII/AAAAAAAAADs/CRFaffzyYxg/s400/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she did wake up, we played for a little bit &amp;amp; Kira gave me kisses. It was nice because she's my BFF!! Then Liz &amp;amp; Camp Lauren stopped by for a while too - it was nice to seem but I was so tired already that I ended up taking a nap for most of their visit. I hope I get to see them again sometime soon!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342945222520358610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SiX0XyqyRtI/AAAAAAAAADU/adRB5Zf5cQI/s400/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SiX2jVI--DI/AAAAAAAAADk/Dgqj89_cMbg/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342947619775641650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SiX2jVI--DI/AAAAAAAAADk/Dgqj89_cMbg/s400/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we headed off to visit Grandma &amp;amp; Grandda for dinner and Great Auntie Carol &amp;amp; Nanny (my Great-Grandmother) were there too!! Kristin &amp;amp; Kira also came by for dessert and then Uncle Matt came too. I saw a whole lot of people today!! But I really missed my Marmy. She was at band rehearsal so she couldn't come. Maybe next time she will. Thanks for a fun day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-7102991586926939114?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7102991586926939114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/kayleigh-kira-bff-written-by-kayleigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7102991586926939114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/7102991586926939114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/kayleigh-kira-bff-written-by-kayleigh.html' title='Kayleigh &amp; Kira, BFF -- Written by Kayleigh'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/SiX5l1E4kII/AAAAAAAAADs/CRFaffzyYxg/s72-c/Picture+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-6409371495349314434</id><published>2009-06-01T12:22:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:54:51.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sounds Of Kayleigh -- Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>Kayleigh has been making some ooh's &amp;amp; aah's for a while now, but recently she has discovered that moving her mouth creates different noises.  I also think she discovered her tongue &amp;amp; is playing around with that too.  Here's what she had to say while we were waiting for Marmy to get home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-69d61831fdb7fbcb" 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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D69d61831fdb7fbcb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1768075843822CE586DE96CC1651E37880BFFFE9.484229433102F383A14EA94ECD3CB53DD15EBE5E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D69d61831fdb7fbcb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5ozkmbfnJXqAmV62y6CHOBDT2_0&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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D69d61831fdb7fbcb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333422345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1768075843822CE586DE96CC1651E37880BFFFE9.484229433102F383A14EA94ECD3CB53DD15EBE5E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D69d61831fdb7fbcb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5ozkmbfnJXqAmV62y6CHOBDT2_0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kayleigh also really likes all kinds of music.  She loves all the CD's that her friends &amp;amp; family have given her (thank you everyone!), she perks up at church whenever there is music being played, and she especially loves whenever we play music for her at home.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one song was written out of sleep deprivation - I'm sure we've all been there.  Pacing the house at 4am trying to soothe a crying newborn to sleep.  I don't think I've ever sang so much in my life!  And all of them are ridiculously simple 2 line-ers made up on the spot - basically whatever comes out of your mouth at the time.  Luckily, she is a much better sleeper now, but we still sing some of those songs to her, and Laura has added guitar to some of them as well.  (Don't judge me, I know I'm not a singer.  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I thought it might be interesting to share some of these droplets of wisdom…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learned that birth is a really hard thing to witness.  Who am I to complain, I didn’t have to do it!  But in all honesty, being the partner in the experience is not easy either.  I spent most of that evening nauseous, as I had extreme difficulty watching Bel suffer for so long without being able to offer her any relief.  It was rough.  I just wanted the pain to stop for her.  In the beginning, it wasn’t so bad, but by the time the pushing came, it was pretty hard to take.  I just wanted to move to the good stuff.  I also thought I was going to get punched eventually, for being so annoying.  The entire time I found myself repeating the same things over and over every time a contraction came – “You’re doing great!  You’re almost there!  You’re past the worst part, it’s letting up…” Blah, blah, blah.  All useless garbage that started to annoy me.  Bel later admitted that she wasn’t listening to the words, just the soothing sound of my voice.  I guess that’s how I escaped a beating!  Under normal circumstances she probably would have told me how annoying I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew exhaustion… I was wrong!  Or maybe I’m just old.  I remember back in the days of college, being able to stay up 2, maybe 3 days in a row before coming to a complete collapse.  Not anymore.  It’s a strange existence to spend all of your days running on empty.  I’m glad we finally got through it!  I can’t count how many times I thought I might die if I didn’t get at least a little bit of sleep.  In the end, it has all worked out, and I am a much more rested person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that there is nothing better than a baby’s smile.  Wait, scratch that.  I had thought there was nothing better than a baby’s smile, until the first time I watched Kayleigh throw her head back and giggle.  That was the greatest thing I’ve ever seen.  I couldn’t believe how amazing it was!  She looked like such a little person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that I make a lot of noise!  I guess I kind of already knew this was true, as Bel is always quick to point out how loud I am, especially when she’s trying to sleep.  But I didn’t realize how loud I was until I was trying to quietly sneak into the room with Kayleigh sleeping next to us.  Yeah, I am loud.  I’ve since tried to learn the art of “stealth walking”, but it’s definitely a skill I could use more practicing!  Interestingly enough, before Kayleigh’s arrival I always thought our floor wasn’t too creaky.  I now know where all the squeaky spots are, as I learned the hard way by trying to put Kayleigh to bed and inadvertently stepping on all of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve also learned a thing or two about little miss Kayleigh…  She likes the guitar, she enjoys lullabies and music.  She has an octopus that I’m pretty sure she thinks is her best friend.  She enjoys trying to cram her fingers into her mouth, and rubs her eyes often, which certainly sends Bel and me into a panic!  She’s great at blowing spit bubbles.  She is a little princess already, and has no trouble telling you when she’s a little aggravated.  And today, Kayleigh discovered something new – her tongue!  She is sitting here making all sorts of noises and finally using her tongue to change the sound.  She’s going to town with it, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait to see what Kayleigh turns into over the next few years.  I think she’s going to be a pretty interesting little girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310212766099434956-3056364652294687566?l=kayleighmegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/feeds/3056364652294687566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-ive-learned-from-my-daughter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/3056364652294687566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4310212766099434956/posts/default/3056364652294687566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleighmegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-ive-learned-from-my-daughter.html' title='Things I’ve Learned From My Daughter -- Written By Laura'/><author><name>The Conneuters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09643855773769807113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh81mFA8geI/AAAAAAAAAB0/D0VsXTx54_I/S220/47332-001-010f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310212766099434956.post-2522430605979208491</id><published>2009-05-28T21:20:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T20:49:07.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth Story  --  Written by Bel</title><content type='html'>A lot of people have asked me about Kayleigh's birth experience &amp;amp; I've never really had the ability to put into words what it was like, nor have I really tried to explain it before. Don't worry - I will leave the REALLY gory details out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayleigh was due on Monday, February 2, 2009. She was ready to come out, but I wasn't ready for her to. I was actually terrified of the whole labor &amp;amp; delivery process. Until the doctor started talking about induction. We had an appointment on the 2nd, and&lt;br /&gt;the doctor scheduled an induction for the following week for if she hadn't been born yet. Once that was set up, I guess I decided that I was ready because I went into labor the very next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1:00pm was when the first twinges of contractions started. At first, I wasn't sure they were really contractions at all, but by 5:00pm, they were in full swing &amp;amp; that's when I called Laura at work. So what do you do when you realize you're in labor? What anyone else would do - take a shower &amp;amp; make a giant mesquite steak dinner with baked potatoes (so much for a &lt;em&gt;light&lt;/em&gt; meal!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I wasn't sure if I wanted to get the epidural, I wanted to labor for as long as I could at home so that I could stay mobile &amp;amp; more comfortable. Once they give you the epidural, you're pretty much tied to the hospital bed &amp;amp; can't move around anymore. My biggest fear was that the epidural wouldn't work &amp;amp; then I'd be in horrible pain &amp;amp; stuck in bed. And since moving around was really helping me get through the contractions, I REALLY didn't want that. To add to the stress of everything, we were in the middle of the biggest snowstorm of the winter, so timing was going to be everything. We didn't want to leave too early &amp;amp; get sent back home in the snow, but we didn't want to get there too late for the epidural, in case I decided I wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh_4WYlvlgI/AAAAAAAAACk/JnBc-ufnp4Q/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341260746526266882" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLb9izMpFog/Sh_4WYlvlgI/AAAAAAAAACk/JnBc-ufnp4Q/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At 2:00am, after over 12 hours of labor, we decided to leave for the hospital. We were hoping to be at 3cm when we got there so that they would admit me &amp;amp; I was really happy to find that I was already at 5cm! Woo hoo, halfway there &amp;amp; we were admitted at 3:00am. Most of our families were in the waiting room by 5:30am, little did they know we still had a long haul ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At around 8:00am is when I finally gave in to the epidural. Even though I was in a lot of pain, I was still afraid of it - I didn't want to be completely numb, I just wanted to take the edge off. But I also didn't want it to not work at all - I have heard plenty of stories where the epidural did nothing for the woman's pain. Also, there's the whole giant needle in the back thing, which I wasn't looking forward to, especially since they were going to make Laura leave the room. But I guess I thought I was in enough pain to ask for the epidural. And wouldn't you know it - my worst nightmare came true. My right leg was completely numb. Like, dead, motionless, I cannot move it numb. So now I was definitely stuck in this bed for the duration. And NOTHING else was numb. It did nothing for my pain, whenever the nurse would pinch me to see if I could feel it, I could feel it. Except for my right leg. So if the baby was going to come out of my right leg, we would have been set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the epidural, the nurse said she was leaving for a minute &amp;amp; when she came back we could start with the pushing. But then she was gone for almost 2 hours and a new nurse came in - I don't really know what happened there. So around 10:00am is when we started the pushing with a new nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it was overwhelming, mostly because I couldn't hold my breath long enough to push for as long as they wanted me to. And because when you're pushing, you can actually feel the baby moving down &amp;amp; out and it's scary because you're not sure if your body can actually handle it or not. But once I gave myself over to it, it got easier &amp;amp; I was less afraid. It was just a matter of will at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the crowning part, they told me to stop &amp;amp; there was a mad rush of people into the room. There was at least 3 doctors, an intern doing his OB rotation, a group of nurses &amp;amp; a nursing student. I felt like I was becoming some kind of sideshow act. Especially when one of the doctors put on a splash guard over his face. I kid you not. I even made a joke about it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can explain what the actual moment of birth is like. I think it is unexplainable. I've heard many, many women telling their stories, and none of them compare to what it is like to actually live it. We all know that the head comes out first, but you can't explain what it is like to see that &amp;amp; to see her little face being suctioned when she's not even fully out yet. And you don't even know that she's a she yet!! And that minute or so in-between, while you're waiting for the final contraction to push out the body...it just seems like an eternity. All along, you've been fighting the contractions because they are so painful and here you are, impatient for the next one to come. And when it does...I can only describe it as an explosion. Literal, emotional, physical. You feel your body give out. There is an eruption of fluid &amp;amp; blood. It is a burning pain like you have never felt before in your life. And the weight that you have been carrying around this whole time is now magically...just gone. I think my friend Sarah put it best when she said that you feel hollow - There is nothing but flappy skin left where your baby once was. Like the quote, you can almost feel your heart leaving your body. And then they announced that she was a girl, which was shocking because I was so convinced that she was a he. They put this bloody, gooey little thing on you that is screaming because she doesn't know what just happened. And the moment that your eyes connect, there is a wave of emotion that is simply inconceivable. Her little eyes, swollen from being smushed down the birth canal, look right into mine &amp;amp; you can actually feel the instant connection between the two of you and everything else just disappears. I had no more awareness of what was going on around me in that moment &amp;amp; no one else was even in that room full of 50 strangers. It was the quickest, longest few minutes of my life. We've all seen women crying at that moment, and I knew I would probably cry. I just didn't think it was going to be that unstoppable. I thought it would be like every other time I've cried - I thought I would feel it building up and eventually the tears would come. But it's not like that at all - you literally can't control it - it just happens to you. There is no warning, there is no buildup - it just overtakes you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they took her away to clean her up a little bit is when I noticed all the blood and the rush of doctors around me. It was quite an overwhelming amount to be honest with you. The doctors were covered in it, I was covered in it - It actually looked like something out of a bad horror movie. The guy with the splash guard - not as funny anymore. I see his point. Thank God I was somewhat disconnected from it all because if I was fully aware of what was going on, and that it was all my blood, I would have started freaking out &amp;amp; would probably have passed out. And luckily I was so focused on Kayleigh, I only heard fragments of what the doctors were saying: "Pretty bad tear", "We have to stop it", "Move quickly".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, all I could focus on were her little feet sticking up in the air as the nurses surrounded to tend to her in the layette. The little feet kicking, toes spreading, her little raspy cry, and the almost daunting feeling that I am responsible for another human life. I just gave birth. I am a mother. 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