<?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-1475553372162769325</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:58:40.367-06:00</updated><category term='Ethans Bday party'/><title type='text'>The adventures of Ethan and Sofie</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is too short to cry over spilled milk. Love, laugh and enjoy your children- even though they can drive me crazy and keep me sleepless.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-5555985929525067588</id><published>2008-03-26T14:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:11:59.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good old in-laws, we are so blessed to have them!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqef-SP6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/lxn-E0Kg36A/s1600-h/March+08+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182141762198716322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqef-SP6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/lxn-E0Kg36A/s320/March+08+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A family pic after church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqe_-SP7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Zcti6Ib9rOI/s1600-h/March+08+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182141770788650930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqe_-SP7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Zcti6Ib9rOI/s320/March+08+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out to eat at Jakes- bad expierence don't go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqfP-SP8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/O97Co6OwWKw/s1600-h/March+08+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182141775083618242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqfP-SP8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/O97Co6OwWKw/s320/March+08+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice his hands he kept on redying the eggs, hes nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqfv-SP9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/39hF1akv1Ps/s1600-h/March+08+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182141783673552850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqfv-SP9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/39hF1akv1Ps/s320/March+08+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really am not photogenic- but I was helping out since Daddy and Grandpa were watching wrestling and Grandma was cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqgP-SP-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/oQOidk5_vUk/s1600-h/March+08+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182141792263487458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqgP-SP-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/oQOidk5_vUk/s320/March+08+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so excited to get this tablecloth and napkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just wanted to say that when the going gets tough we have to stay together. I love my husband and I wonder how he puts up with my drama?? But he does and when he has a bad day that's where I come in. Here are 5 things that I am gratful for and I know Wes would agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-His parents- they are really so good to us and we love their company- even though Keri can be a bit bossy in the kitchen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Wes's job even though we are in Minnesota where it is cold and far away from family it has been a blessing and a trial living here. Without his job how would we pay for all those things on clearance?? I love u Honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Good food- I love food and so does Wes, I am so glad that we can eat and for the nourishment it is to our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-People- I love to meet new people and they light up my day- it may be the small gestures that they make, but I def enjoy talking to other people. Hearing their stories - there trials, and there achievments. One simple hello can make such a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Last but not least- our children. Gosh we love those kids. Sometimes we wonder what we would do with out them- they light up my life and make it so much more interesting when I am at the store. I always have someone to share a pizza or ice cream with. Sofie is getting to be much easier and Ethan is so sweet always looking out for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1475553372162769325-5555985929525067588?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/5555985929525067588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=5555985929525067588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/5555985929525067588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/5555985929525067588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-old-in-laws-we-are-so-blessed-to.html' title='Good old in-laws, we are so blessed to have them!!!'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qqef-SP6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/lxn-E0Kg36A/s72-c/March+08+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-2925136941620451958</id><published>2008-03-26T14:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T14:52:28.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter is a great day ....but the candy not so good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoW_-SP1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LrQjZB9-bgg/s1600-h/March+08+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182139434326441810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoW_-SP1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LrQjZB9-bgg/s320/March+08+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan was so excited to see his basket- we left it on the table and his chin just dropped.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoXf-SP2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/SZADRjN6vmM/s1600-h/March+08+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182139442916376418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoXf-SP2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/SZADRjN6vmM/s320/March+08+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sofie just liked playing with the wrapping. Good thing I went to the Dollar Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoXv-SP3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/hGNpHjlQFxs/s1600-h/March+08+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182139447211343730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoXv-SP3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/hGNpHjlQFxs/s320/March+08+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had an Easter egg hunt indoors- because of course we live in a state where its still snowing in March. Good old Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoYP-SP4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FW7Adb0c3ZU/s1600-h/March+08+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182139455801278338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoYP-SP4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FW7Adb0c3ZU/s320/March+08+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are opening up there eggs with Grandpa Phil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoYv-SP5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/TaHOyEWOZeo/s1600-h/March+08+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182139464391212946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoYv-SP5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/TaHOyEWOZeo/s320/March+08+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Sofie Ready for their Sunday Best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1475553372162769325-2925136941620451958?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/2925136941620451958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=2925136941620451958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/2925136941620451958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/2925136941620451958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-is-great-day-but-candy-not-so.html' title='Easter is a great day ....but the candy not so good.'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R-qoW_-SP1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LrQjZB9-bgg/s72-c/March+08+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-2971597327136272887</id><published>2008-03-14T12:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:24:57.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ethans Bday party'/><title type='text'>Where do I place my order??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qyfP2Z4qI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZbrEgKYvrsE/s1600-h/March+08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177646971516215970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qyfP2Z4qI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZbrEgKYvrsE/s320/March+08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qyfv2Z4rI/AAAAAAAAADY/jVidPb1latk/s1600-h/March+08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177646980106150578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qyfv2Z4rI/AAAAAAAAADY/jVidPb1latk/s320/March+08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qyf_2Z4sI/AAAAAAAAADg/hyomB4CtQ44/s1600-h/March+08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177646984401117890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qyf_2Z4sI/AAAAAAAAADg/hyomB4CtQ44/s320/March+08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qygP2Z4tI/AAAAAAAAADo/iSR1Ur2seNQ/s1600-h/March+08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177646988696085202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qygP2Z4tI/AAAAAAAAADo/iSR1Ur2seNQ/s320/March+08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan turned 3 years old on March 2nd and he was so excited. When he came into our room in the morning I told him Happy Bday its your Bday. He then proceeded to sing to himself. He then said he wanted to open up presents. He knew where they were at- I was trying to hide them but failed. Then he saw the decorations that I put up in the dining room. He said How beautiful and then put on his party hat. He then asked where is my Bday cake?&lt;br /&gt;Just for your info I am the PROUD baker of that cake. Wes said you really need to either be a baker or a cook you can't be both. I think I have proved him wrong. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qygP2Z4uI/AAAAAAAAADw/6XxJwOa0tN0/s1600-h/March+08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177646988696085218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qygP2Z4uI/AAAAAAAAADw/6XxJwOa0tN0/s320/March+08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So if you would like to place an order now I will be glad to make a Bday cake for you. (Ok I ran out of frosting)&lt;br /&gt;Wed- he had a Bday party with his friends from playgroup - he had a good time. In one of the pics he was trying to stand close to Anna but she kept on pushing him away. Poor kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1475553372162769325-2971597327136272887?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/2971597327136272887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=2971597327136272887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/2971597327136272887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/2971597327136272887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-do-i-place-my-order.html' title='Where do I place my order??'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9qyfP2Z4qI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZbrEgKYvrsE/s72-c/March+08+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-6456919527249842138</id><published>2008-03-03T15:54:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:27:49.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9B8AWhqacI/AAAAAAAAACo/Lb0_tLAqWys/s1600-h/San+Diego+Feb+08+trip+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174772317337315778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9B8AWhqacI/AAAAAAAAACo/Lb0_tLAqWys/s320/San+Diego+Feb+08+trip+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9B8BGhqadI/AAAAAAAAACw/Tp3R2kgGGgY/s1600-h/San+Diego+Feb+08+trip+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174772330222217682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9B8BGhqadI/AAAAAAAAACw/Tp3R2kgGGgY/s320/San+Diego+Feb+08+trip+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9B8CGhqaeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j4WA4cHn8D4/s1600-h/San+Diego+Feb+08+trip+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174772347402086882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9B8CGhqaeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j4WA4cHn8D4/s320/San+Diego+Feb+08+trip+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9B8FWhqafI/AAAAAAAAADA/mG-Bs2sKveA/s1600-h/San+Diego+Feb+08+trip+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174772403236661746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9B8FWhqafI/AAAAAAAAADA/mG-Bs2sKveA/s320/San+Diego+Feb+08+trip+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9B8GmhqagI/AAAAAAAAADI/7AVI9lWHiCs/s1600-h/San+Diego+Feb+08+trip+079.jpg"&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are back from California and it was real nice to get away and enjoy warm weather. It did rain for a few days, but it really does not compare to the cold weather in Minnesota. I took Sof and Ethan to the beach which was fun. Ethan also went to Chuckee Cheese enough times to satisfy his Cheesiness. My mom and I did not argue that much. I got to spend time with cousins, my dad and just hang out. I also went to the temple which is always a good expierence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we were returning on Thursday I never would have guessed that the line to security would have been 30 min wait. Its normally like no wait- so I asked someone if I could take cuts- my flight was leaving in 30 mins. I tried to pay them but they declined. Then on the flight Ethan fell alseep which was nice- Sofie was just hanging out. At the Arizona airport I let the kids play in this playarea. So on the second flight it was another story. Ethan was ready to jump out the window and Sofie was wanting to crawl all over the place. We were supposed to land at 830pm but instead we landed at 1030 after having landed in another city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1475553372162769325-6456919527249842138?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/6456919527249842138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=6456919527249842138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/6456919527249842138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/6456919527249842138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-we-are-back-from-california-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R9B8AWhqacI/AAAAAAAAACo/Lb0_tLAqWys/s72-c/San+Diego+Feb+08+trip+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-6228359983232374135</id><published>2008-02-21T21:18:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T21:29:17.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Left to Tell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R75BAcxT-eI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Shj1RqmHX_I/s1600-h/index_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169640898246736354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R75BAcxT-eI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Shj1RqmHX_I/s320/index_05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I finished reading this book called Left to Tell. I loved it. Its about a girl that lives in Rwanda and is in the middle of a genocide going on where they slaughter people who are of her tribe. She hides in a bathroom 3ft by 4ft with 6 other women. What she goes through is remarkable. Some of the topics are her relationship with God, forgivness, and visual motivation. She really has moved me. I wish I could meet her. You must read this book by Immaculee Ilibagiza. &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/1475553372162769325-6228359983232374135?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/6228359983232374135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=6228359983232374135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/6228359983232374135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/6228359983232374135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2008/02/left-to-tell.html' title='Left to Tell...'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R75BAcxT-eI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Shj1RqmHX_I/s72-c/index_05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-5926495254832602887</id><published>2008-02-11T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T18:59:30.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So many more reasons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R7DuScxT-aI/AAAAAAAAABc/DwyWy7-nbRw/s1600-h/feb+pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165890773322037666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R7DuScxT-aI/AAAAAAAAABc/DwyWy7-nbRw/s320/feb+pics+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the reason my house can never stay clean- they are the reason why my stress goes up- they are reason why making a shopping trip to one store is 2 hrs long- they are the reason that I live for. Their smiles, kisses, Ethan's curiosity, Sofie's clingingness to mama. Her twinkle in her eye when she sees me. I love these stinkers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1475553372162769325-5926495254832602887?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/5926495254832602887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=5926495254832602887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/5926495254832602887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/5926495254832602887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-many-more-reasons.html' title='So many more reasons...'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R7DuScxT-aI/AAAAAAAAABc/DwyWy7-nbRw/s72-c/feb+pics+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-7419498029526612632</id><published>2008-02-09T14:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T14:53:11.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So we still don't sleep.</title><content type='html'>We have taken away Ethans naps because our neighbor underneath came a knockin and told us that he was being too loud. Solution then I will take away his naps and now he crashes at 7ish- its way nice. Ethan has too much energy and those naps were not helping. Sofie on the other hand she is waking up every 2 hours. Wesley took a shift last night and right now hes napping. I do this 6 days a week. She did get a tooth so thats good. But what can I say if its not one kid its the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1475553372162769325-7419498029526612632?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/7419498029526612632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=7419498029526612632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/7419498029526612632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/7419498029526612632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-we-still-dont-sleep.html' title='So we still don&apos;t sleep.'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-7552473798863154489</id><published>2008-01-22T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T14:10:14.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR-NEW GOALS, more sleep??</title><content type='html'>So I have finally been able to jump back and write some stuff on my blog. Sofie still has not gotten any teeth, but she is crawling. She does real well however her knees are all red. Ethan is still jumping on her as if she were a bean bag, at times she cries and other times she laughs. The weather here is a frigid -4 yup. So what do I do to stay warm?? I stay indoors of course. Are you kidding me if I can avoid going outdoors with the children why not do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But any how I was going to send out a newsletter on how the last year went - but well that never happened. It was supposed to be in place of Christmas cards that I also didn't send out- but thanks to all those that sent us one that made our season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1475553372162769325-7552473798863154489?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/7552473798863154489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=7552473798863154489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/7552473798863154489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/7552473798863154489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-goals-more-sleep.html' title='NEW YEAR-NEW GOALS, more sleep??'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-5498934766450895386</id><published>2007-12-11T20:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:14:51.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt like I was working at a Bakery.</title><content type='html'>So I decided that I would make cookies this year to give out to a select few. Boy was this one task that took a lot out of me. I started on Friday and I finished on Sunday night. I made sugar cookies,  double chocolate cookies from France and vanilla dipped pretzels. Well it was a lot of work. First my cookies from France were not that easy to master. I ended up with a tub full of crumbs, but hey they make good ice cream toppings. And so the easy part was making the pretzels. But hey it was fun and it's fun to give them away- don't you wish you got one??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1475553372162769325-5498934766450895386?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/5498934766450895386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=5498934766450895386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/5498934766450895386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/5498934766450895386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-felt-like-i-was-working-at-bakery.html' title='I felt like I was working at a Bakery.'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-3238283556704569383</id><published>2007-12-07T08:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T08:53:56.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 hours later...</title><content type='html'>So it takes me seriously 2 plus hours to get ready. Not just me, but the kids. I start out my day with giving them breakfast. Then I have to shower. Get ready. Put Sofie down for a nap. Get Ethan dressed. Then finish getting ready myself. I have to make sure that I have the diaper bag ready. Diapers, baby wipes, water, formula, booger sucker, saline for the boogers,( my kids get a lot of congested noses with the dry weather) snacks for Ethan, snacks for mom, toys for Sofie, extra clothes to change in, jackets, gloves, blanket and the ever important burp rag. Ok so I probably forgot something as I walk out the door so I have to run back in and grab my digital camera. You never know when you will have a Kodak- or in my case Nikon moment. Then after I give Ethan several warnings to come and put his shoes on I place him and Sofie in the stroller. I take the elevator downstairs. To our car- strap them in load them up. Make sure that Sofie has the essentials. And then I am off to the store of my choice to have a relaxing time shopping because my children will be so well behaved because I made sure to pack everything they needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1475553372162769325-3238283556704569383?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/3238283556704569383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=3238283556704569383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/3238283556704569383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/3238283556704569383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-hours-later.html' title='2 hours later...'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475553372162769325.post-4197622048446336454</id><published>2007-12-03T09:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T20:09:06.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night at a time- or stone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R7ZFt8xT-bI/AAAAAAAAABk/9UsY0wuAVP0/s1600-h/my+children+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167394278163610034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R7ZFt8xT-bI/AAAAAAAAABk/9UsY0wuAVP0/s320/my+children+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok so here it is for the entire world wide web to see- my thoughts my feelings and what goes on in my every day life as a mother of two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night we tried to put Ethan to bed without one of us laying down with him. Succesful?? Well he screamed, he cried, he got out of bed and yet Sofie stayed asleep through the entire 1 hour battle. So I guess she really isn't a lite sleeper. The trick- I took him a flat stone that I took off of one of my candle displays. I told he was to hold it and that Jesus made it just for him. And I also SAT next to him as he fell alseep. Baby steps people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1475553372162769325-4197622048446336454?l=firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/feeds/4197622048446336454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1475553372162769325&amp;postID=4197622048446336454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/4197622048446336454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1475553372162769325/posts/default/4197622048446336454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsthipthenshake.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-night-at-time-or-stone.html' title='One Night at a time- or stone.'/><author><name>Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05952423122541163177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OqW3iTWBPxk/R7ZFt8xT-bI/AAAAAAAAABk/9UsY0wuAVP0/s72-c/my+children+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
