<?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-5597869512281229519</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:47:40.711-07:00</updated><category term='football'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Anna Kate'/><category term='Jacob'/><title type='text'>The Baumann Four</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.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-5597869512281229519.post-7816654183462613519</id><published>2010-07-06T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T06:34:22.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible</title><content type='html'>I am horrible at this!!!!  Good intentions don't always mean it will get done.  Oh well!!!  I won't promise anything ever about posting to this blog.  But I am going to try to post when I can or when I think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-7816654183462613519?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7816654183462613519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=7816654183462613519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/7816654183462613519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/7816654183462613519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/horrible.html' title='Horrible'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-5315107574174929850</id><published>2009-09-29T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:07:37.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Songs from the weekend - MOPS Convention</title><content type='html'>10.  Marvelous Light - Christy Nockels&lt;div&gt;9.  I Will Not Be Moved - Natalie Grant&lt;div&gt;8.  In Better Hands - Natalie Grant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Perfect People - Natalie Grant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Safe and Sound - Matthew West&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  The Moment of Truth - Matthew West&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  The Motions - Matthew West&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Hosanna - Christy Nockels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  You're Not Alone - Meredith Andrews&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Choose - Christy Nockels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I encourage you to look up these songs and listen to them.  Such great worship songs!&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/5597869512281229519-5315107574174929850?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5315107574174929850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=5315107574174929850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5315107574174929850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5315107574174929850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/top-10-songs-from-weekend-mops.html' title='Top 10 Songs from the weekend - MOPS Convention'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-159733816113862564</id><published>2009-09-28T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:19:40.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Fabulous weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SsC3zeaHvJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/IP4DPSFVtFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SsC3zeaHvJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/IP4DPSFVtFQ/s320/IMG_0556.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386507249298947218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great time was had by all at the 2009 MOPS Convention in Nashville, TN. The sessions were great with a lot of useful and uplifting information. On Friday night we were treated with a little comedy from Ken Davis.  He had us laughing, non-stop, for 30 - 45 minutes.  It was so refreshing to hear "clean" comedy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SsC1neqpdgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HefCxloq5Dc/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 76px; height: 87px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SsC1neqpdgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HefCxloq5Dc/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386504844186580482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were lead in wonderful worship by Matthew West, Christy Nockels, and a final concert by Natalie Grant.  If you have never heard anything by any of these artists, I urge you to do so now.  They are songs filled with wonderful praise, hope, and love!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We even had time to act a little silly.  Which is comes pretty easy to a few of us.  Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SsCzjzTPTBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VRG4K3zo0ek/s1600-h/IMG_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SsCzjzTPTBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VRG4K3zo0ek/s320/IMG_0553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386502581982809106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New friendships were made, and established friendships were made stronger.  I'm looking forward to seeing how God uses our MOPS ministry in reaching out to those moms who feel alone, and watching us engage in the relationships available to all of us at MOPS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-159733816113862564?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/159733816113862564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=159733816113862564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/159733816113862564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/159733816113862564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-fabulous-weekend.html' title='What a Fabulous weekend!!'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SsC3zeaHvJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/IP4DPSFVtFQ/s72-c/IMG_0556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-4924488354000840610</id><published>2009-09-25T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T07:51:45.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the week go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW! What a week! I have been looking forward to this weekend since early summer. The week started with me being a little overwhelmed of all that I needed to accomplish this week. Monday seemed like a long day, with Tuesday slowly following behind. Then, it seems, as quickly as I blink my eyes it is Friday. Tuesday was filled with a day of running errands to get bags, ribbon, clothes (for Anna Kate for Disney), and I actually was able to fit in a breakfast and a lunch with two very dear friends.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday greeted us with hair cut appointments for both Jacob and Anna Kate. What a time that was. It was the first cut for Anna Kate and she was great!!! Both hair cuts were by the fabulous hair "designer", Betsy Wright. I LOVE her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SrzRWyM0OVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/UQv33y1cYBM/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SrzRWyM0OVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/UQv33y1cYBM/s320/IMG_0478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385409443791124818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were waiting to get the cuts, one of Jacob's teachers at MDO walked in. He looked at her and with hands on his hips, said, "Ginny!" (Spoken in the tone of what are you doing here?) Needless to say, he enjoyed watching Mrs. Ginny get her hair done. Thankfully, she came in and that was entertainment for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SrzUy9V_vKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/bxKwoZSWu_M/s1600-h/IMG_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SrzUy9V_vKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/bxKwoZSWu_M/s320/IMG_0498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385413226353638562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to Casey for making the pics for me.  She made tons of them!!!  And they are great!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday I spent the morning working at the church helping to get ready for the consignment sale.  Then, I cam home and did all the grunt work of house cleaning before my weekend away.  There is still stuff out of place.  I told Michael that could be his job.  He does a much better job at doing that than I do.  I tend to just move it from one place to the other.  Michael finds it a home.  Then I went shopping at the early sale for consigner's at the church.  I got a lot of great stuff for Anna Kate and a few pieces for Jacob.  I was so excited!  And the kids had a fabulous baby sitter, Hali Beth!!  They LOVE her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I am anxiously awaiting the time to arrive for my trip with 3 fabulous women.  I am looking forward to the MOPS Convention we will be attending.  But I have to say, I am looking forward to hanging out these ladies more than anything.  A lot of laughs will be had, I am sure!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next week.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-4924488354000840610?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4924488354000840610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=4924488354000840610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/4924488354000840610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/4924488354000840610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-did-week-go.html' title='Where did the week go?'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SrzRWyM0OVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/UQv33y1cYBM/s72-c/IMG_0478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-3082057448529833912</id><published>2009-09-21T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:18:26.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!</title><content type='html'>Wow!!! What a day it is.  And it's only 10 after 11.  Jacob is hungry.  But is belly is hurting when I suggest anything he might be interested in eating.  If it's not candy......... He doesn't want it.  Belly hurting and candy.  Those go together.  Right?  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna Kate on the other hand, has teeth coming in and is being a little whiny.  She is also staring at her brother like he is crazy.  I find myself doing the same thing.  Anna Kate is also "no-ing" EVERYTHING.  But she is so proud of herself because she can say it so well.  It is actually kind of cute, too.  We find ourselves turning our heads when she says it so she doesn't see us laughing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of trying to get ready for the consignment sale at EMBC, my house is a wreck.  We are tempted to leave it this way and let it continue to get worse and then call Clean House and Neecy Nash.  But, I can't live like that, neither can Michael.  And what a horrible thing to do to our kids.  So, the house will get cleaned one day this week.  I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-3082057448529833912?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3082057448529833912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=3082057448529833912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/3082057448529833912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/3082057448529833912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-6657632137191153247</id><published>2009-09-18T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T06:45:03.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, No write</title><content type='html'>When I quit my job, I had great intentions of keeping up with this blogging thing.  Well, those intentions didn't last very long.  The only excuse I really have is that I got lazy.  I could say that life got in the way but, what an overused excuse.  Yes life is there.  But we sure don't let it get in the way of some things.  Like spending endless hours on facebook, going to Target or the mall and spending money we don't have, and so many other time wasting "activities".  So, in the mornings when I usually sit here at the computer looking at facebook waiting for someone to post something interesting, cool or absurd; I will instead try to post something on here.  Even if it is just a one sentence post (but not likely to happen).  Enjoy your weekend.  Posting on the weekends won't be happening.  Just hope I remember to post on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-6657632137191153247?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6657632137191153247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=6657632137191153247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/6657632137191153247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/6657632137191153247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-time-no-write.html' title='Long time, No write'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-3957570355945097310</id><published>2009-01-12T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:43:35.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intentions</title><content type='html'>When I wake up in the mornings I think, "Today will be the day I start posting on my blog on  a regular basis."  And of course, I don't.  I totally love the idea of it.  But actually finding the time to do it is a whole other thing entirely.  And although, you may think my mind is simple and I may not have anything to say, that is far from the truth.  Maybe I have too much to say, and that is why I don't post.  Having trouble finding the exact words to convey my many thoughts.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I sit here, I keep taking little peeks at my children who are sound asleep.  Jacob on the couch.  Anna Kate in a swing, just swinging away.  They look so peaceful.  As I look at them; I am overwhelmed with the idea of the gift of them to me from God.  How special and amazing it is that God chose me (and Michael), to be the parents of these precious beings.  I hope I never take that gift lightly or ever forget just how special it is to be given this "job".  I pray that I am the kind of parent God has called me to be.  But I know, oh how I know, there are so many times I fall short.  And I realize I have let God down, and my children.  What guilt that is!  I will  strive everyday to be exactly the parent God has called me to be.  Hopefully, the times I fall short will become fewer as I solely lean on God!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-3957570355945097310?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3957570355945097310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=3957570355945097310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/3957570355945097310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/3957570355945097310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/intentions.html' title='Intentions'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-5315555073131852659</id><published>2008-12-31T06:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T06:40:09.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SVuENxRaHnI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4ww_J2I4pv8/s1600-h/100_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SVuENxRaHnI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4ww_J2I4pv8/s320/100_2109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963959748927090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SVuENU1L9pI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KLFMfgEQn_U/s1600-h/100_2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SVuENU1L9pI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KLFMfgEQn_U/s320/100_2041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963952114366098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SVuENMBAvVI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DZJvnXa-hHI/s1600-h/100_1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SVuENMBAvVI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DZJvnXa-hHI/s320/100_1999.JPG" border="0" alt="" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285963938354924962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-5315555073131852659?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5315555073131852659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=5315555073131852659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5315555073131852659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5315555073131852659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SVuENxRaHnI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4ww_J2I4pv8/s72-c/100_2109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-1951179577354291710</id><published>2008-11-25T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:49:18.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons I am Happy I am staying at home!</title><content type='html'>First of all, I think this is what Tuesdays are.  If not, someone please let me know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Of course, my KIDS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  I can stay in my P.J.s if I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  I don't have to shower everyday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  I can spend countless hours on Facebook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  I can watch T.V........ wait...... no I can't.  Not without fighting with a 3 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  I can have lunch with my friends and not worry about the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  I can Blog more.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  I can text my friends all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  I don't have to rush to make dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.  I can play games on the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay..... that wasn't as easy as I thought it would be.  Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-1951179577354291710?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-683087604459788577</id><published>2008-11-21T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T07:58:20.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been attempting to post this for a while.  And the reason for the delay is blogger will not upload my images and I was still in search for the right words.  I am not really sure that I still have the right words but, I am going to try  the best that I can to get my thoughts and feelings across.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Over the past couple of months a lot of things have happened/changed in our lives.  Without going into every little detail, they are the sort of things that make you take a step back and look at your self and your life.  Where you have been, where you are, and where you are going (hopefully).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It seems like life has not always been easy.  And nobody ever said it would be, but you would think that there would be a limit to how much one person, one family could handle.  But I have to always remember the saying, "God doesn't give us more than we can handle."  In the past few months I have questioned just how much more does He think I can handle?  The road in my Christian life has not always been down the straight and narrow.  I have strayed.  But I have always come back to what I know is real.  God is the only way.  In knowing this, I must know that God will help me through what ever comes my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Through all of the stages of my life, friends have come and gone.  Then there are the ones who are always there.  The ones you see and/or talk to all the time.  Or the ones you don't see and/or talk to but maybe once in a while but, you know they are always there for you.  A lot of us have connected/reconnected though Facebook.  We laugh and joke about it, however, what a great tool of communication it is.  Friends I had thought I might possibly never talk to again, who were big parts of my life either in high school or college, are now a part of my life again.  I am so very thankful for all of my friends and what they each bring to my life.  They each bring their own unique characteristics into my life.  There are the ones that you had endless conversations with sitting at a kitchen table and wish you could find the time to do that again.  There are the ones, that no matter how hard you try to behave yourself, when you are together you just can't seem to behave.  There are the ones that have been with you through every stage of your life since birth.  There are those who were with you through the "wild" stage of your life.  There are the ones that you could talk to for hours on end about something, about nothing and be totally enlightened when you walk away (and you wish now they didn't live so far away).  There are those you can call up and just cry and they'll wait until you can find your voice again.  There are those that you are just now getting close to and are so excited about what those friendships have in store and excited that they are there to experience this next stage of life with you.  I love all of you!!!  There are times when I have talked with my friends on the phone and at the end of the conversation feel like you are getting off the phone with family and you want to say, "I love you!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Through all of lifes ups and downs, I am so glad that I have had the family that God has given me to go through all of it with.  Yes, I have my mom, dad, grandmother, aunt, uncle, and cousins but they are also my friends.  And regardless of what life has handed us, it is because of those ups and downs that have made us who we are and have brought us to the place we are.  And I wouldn't trade it for anything.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wouldn't feel right if I didn't mention my husband, and my children.  We have been through a lot in our short 4 years together but, it is Michael that helps me stay grounded and see the big picture and remember what it is important.  Michael, Jacob, and Anna Kate are the light in my sometimes dreary days.  Their smiles, laughs, just the sound of their voice help to put everything back into perspective.  What great and amazing gifts God has given me!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel as if I have rambled and maybe I didn't have all the right words after all.  But I hope after reading this you all know and realize that you are loved and am so very thankful that God has placed every single one of you in my life.&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/5597869512281229519-683087604459788577?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/683087604459788577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=683087604459788577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/683087604459788577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/683087604459788577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-5318355699373471489</id><published>2008-11-07T10:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:25:00.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e544d7a4f444d324f413d3d0d0a&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play Fall 2008" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e544d7a4f444d324f413d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own photobook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/photobooks" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox photobook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-5318355699373471489?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5318355699373471489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=5318355699373471489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5318355699373471489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5318355699373471489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/make-smilebox-photobook.html' title=''/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-3697822655574166335</id><published>2008-10-28T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:19:11.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble with pics</title><content type='html'>I had actually planned on adding more pics with my posts tonight.  But for some reason, I am having difficulty doing that tonight.  I will try again tomorrow night, or the next night.  Oh well.  So much for trying to be a little productive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-3697822655574166335?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3697822655574166335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=3697822655574166335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/3697822655574166335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/3697822655574166335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/trouble-with-pics.html' title='Trouble with pics'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-2369946781828976657</id><published>2008-10-28T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:00:21.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonic on the way to the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As most of you, that read this blog, know I am addicted to Sonic.  Mainly their cokes.  The Route 44 ones.  There usually isn't a day that goes by that I don't go to a Sonic and make my daily purchase.  It has become a joke with most of my friends.  But those same friends are the friends that I will stop and get their soda of choice before a meeting, etc.  You know who you are, my Dr. Pepper and Coke loving friends!!  But.... on the way to the beach, I had thought I was going to be without coke from Sonic the entire trip.  But how lucky was I when we found a Sonic on the way to the beach.  I was so excited.  And yes, Michael laughed at me.  But how nice of him to stop for me, and to go slow as we were pulling out so I could document the Sonic we stopped at on the way to the beach!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SQez3GsRDoI/AAAAAAAAAMU/wCIX8WH4Zfw/s1600-h/100_1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SQez3GsRDoI/AAAAAAAAAMU/wCIX8WH4Zfw/s400/100_1295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262372448876170882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-2369946781828976657?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2369946781828976657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=2369946781828976657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/2369946781828976657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/2369946781828976657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/sonic-on-way-to-beach.html' title='Sonic on the way to the Beach'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SQez3GsRDoI/AAAAAAAAAMU/wCIX8WH4Zfw/s72-c/100_1295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-2400895789721185363</id><published>2008-09-15T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:56:41.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob'/><title type='text'>Our handsome boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7K8yTaQCI/AAAAAAAAALg/8SKOoT9z8-E/s1600-h/Anna+Kate-198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7K8yTaQCI/AAAAAAAAALg/8SKOoT9z8-E/s400/Anna+Kate-198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246353761577353250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Jacob in a picture that Dr. Morgan and his wife Candy made.  I actually asked them to crop Jacob's head to be in a pic all of his own.  The original has Anna Kate in it.  But we love this pic of Jacob and his sweet face.  The scratch on his nose just adds to realness of the picture.  He usually has a scratch of some kind on his body at all times.  I guess that's the life of a little boy.  And we love the life we have with him!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-2400895789721185363?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2400895789721185363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=2400895789721185363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/2400895789721185363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/2400895789721185363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-handsome-boy.html' title='Our handsome boy'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7K8yTaQCI/AAAAAAAAALg/8SKOoT9z8-E/s72-c/Anna+Kate-198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-8710840592191606727</id><published>2008-09-15T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:47:23.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna Kate'/><title type='text'>Our beautiful little girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7IgYgWjkI/AAAAAAAAALY/B9iIm3byyaA/s1600-h/100_1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7IgYgWjkI/AAAAAAAAALY/B9iIm3byyaA/s400/100_1207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246351074592722498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is our precious little Anna Kate after church yesterday morning.  This is a pretty little dress from her Nana.  She looks so pretty in it.  Anna Kate is starting to get more hair on top of her pretty little head.  Not enough to put a bow in yet.  Which I, of course, am very anxious to do!!!  I love bows.  I wish I could still wear them and not get crazy looks from everybody!!  Ha! Ha!  Anna Kate loves to smile.  And she is slowly finding her "voice".  She likes to squeal, and it is the cutest little thing ever.  It's so girly!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-8710840592191606727?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8710840592191606727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=8710840592191606727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8710840592191606727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8710840592191606727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-beautiful-little-girl.html' title='Our beautiful little girl'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7IgYgWjkI/AAAAAAAAALY/B9iIm3byyaA/s72-c/100_1207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-5402761370390630789</id><published>2008-09-15T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:38:40.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Olivia's 3rd birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G7JW3GsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/wXMi0y5keYk/s1600-h/100_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G7JW3GsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/wXMi0y5keYk/s320/100_1171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246349335359593154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia and her Ariel birthday cake.  The plates were full of princesses and they had "tiara's to wear too.  The boys were great sport about wearing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G7ZtpEmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/12NFxxBUzlw/s1600-h/100_1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G7ZtpEmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/12NFxxBUzlw/s320/100_1173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246349339750109794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia and her "pose" with her lovely cowboy boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G7xnLfyI/AAAAAAAAALA/9wN2VLsQPAM/s1600-h/100_1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G7xnLfyI/AAAAAAAAALA/9wN2VLsQPAM/s320/100_1175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246349346165456674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia didn't want to use a fork or spoon.  She just picked up the whole piece of cake and ate is that way.  What a mess.  But messes are okay on birthdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G8DBwjlI/AAAAAAAAALI/973sETvnAtE/s1600-h/100_1186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G8DBwjlI/AAAAAAAAALI/973sETvnAtE/s320/100_1186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246349350840340050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia and her new silver shoes.  She had to put them on immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G8Z8J07I/AAAAAAAAALQ/PDPkIX4SvYQ/s1600-h/100_1192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G8Z8J07I/AAAAAAAAALQ/PDPkIX4SvYQ/s320/100_1192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246349356990845874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia and her princess dress from MeeMaw.  The dress came with a tiara, wand, shoes, mask, and purse.  Everything a princess could ever need!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-5402761370390630789?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5402761370390630789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=5402761370390630789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5402761370390630789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5402761370390630789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/olivias-3rd-birthday.html' title='Olivia&apos;s 3rd birthday'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7G7JW3GsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/wXMi0y5keYk/s72-c/100_1171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-2885712880667786154</id><published>2008-09-15T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:21:15.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>Football time in Tennessee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We watched the first football game of the season watching it with some of our friends.  It was a surprise party for our friend Bartley's 30th birthday.  We watched it at the Capital Theater in their amazing room upstairs.  Well, we all know how the game ended, but we had a wonderful time with our friends.  And Jacob had a fabulous time playing with Abby Hall, Brody McMurray, Chloe and Claire Chaffin, and Kylie McMurray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7AxCZx3zI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/sJbXSzHZ0mk/s1600-h/100_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7AxCZx3zI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/sJbXSzHZ0mk/s320/100_1130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246342564624326450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob in his football jersey.  He loves wearing football stuff.  He kept asking for a helmet. Which, of course, we don't have one.  But he knows that his Daddy has some at his school.  Well, he can't wear any of those until they are cleaned out really, really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7AxXrXWCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ewmiUtNfX9c/s1600-h/100_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7AxXrXWCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ewmiUtNfX9c/s320/100_1137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246342570335229986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids:  Anna Kate, Jacob, Claire, Chloe, Brody, Brandt, and Abby.  It's not easy getting seven kids ages 3 and under to pose for a pic.  But we think they did pretty good for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7AxuP9O1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/84wUiTXypzI/s1600-h/100_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7AxuP9O1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/84wUiTXypzI/s320/100_1132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246342576394287954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anna Kate being loved on by our friend Melissa Porter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7Ax4L4RBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YkQ9AR5qrJk/s1600-h/100_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7Ax4L4RBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YkQ9AR5qrJk/s320/100_1142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246342579061539858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob and Anna Kate at home for their pic in their UT garb.  Jacob loves his little sister.  We are so lucky to have been blessed with our great children.  And our great friends to hang out with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-2885712880667786154?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2885712880667786154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=2885712880667786154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/2885712880667786154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/2885712880667786154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/football-time-in-tennessee.html' title='Football time in Tennessee'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SM7AxCZx3zI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/sJbXSzHZ0mk/s72-c/100_1130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-8289089269811933779</id><published>2008-08-31T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:56:59.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Baumann family - minus PeePaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtKEEwtX7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/mADoCcmjtiA/s1600-h/100_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtKEEwtX7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/mADoCcmjtiA/s320/100_1102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240864025233678258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                            Emily, not knowing I am taking her picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtFntwtkdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LeYzakCuzWo/s1600-h/100_1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtFntwtkdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LeYzakCuzWo/s320/100_1105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240859139976827346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Olivia lying beside Anna Kate acting like she is asleep.  She can't wait for Anna Kate to be big enough to play with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtFnzVQlZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hzPhtsh7Vp4/s1600-h/100_1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtFnzVQlZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hzPhtsh7Vp4/s320/100_1107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240859141472294290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                          Michael, David, Andrew, Emily and Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtFodTogKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9evQnmBT_6Y/s1600-h/100_1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtFodTogKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9evQnmBT_6Y/s320/100_1109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240859152739762338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                    Andrew and his new wife, Vicki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtFotcvhRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/H6lDo0D-RtU/s1600-h/100_1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtFotcvhRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/H6lDo0D-RtU/s320/100_1112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240859157072938258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      Jacob, Preston, and Brannon laying on MeeMaw's bedroom floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtD9MIGrJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7Xb4nsiOZBA/s1600-h/100_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtD9MIGrJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7Xb4nsiOZBA/s320/100_1090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240857309882002578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      Braxton, Olivia, Jacob, Anna Kate, Preston, Grant, and Brannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtD9ZslKbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/knbUomn6oA4/s1600-h/100_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtD9ZslKbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/knbUomn6oA4/s320/100_1098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240857313524656562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia and her Tiara in a exer-saucer she is too big for.  But having loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtD9hbpFVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/N08rw0Sq04k/s1600-h/100_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtD9hbpFVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/N08rw0Sq04k/s320/100_1099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240857315601093970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jacob, also in the exer-saucer that he is too big for.  Also having loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtD9yMHBMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/E4VWGxqrhVc/s1600-h/100_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtD9yMHBMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/E4VWGxqrhVc/s320/100_1101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240857320099349698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;               Brannon, Braxton, and Preston watching Chicken Little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ben, Melissa, Preston, and Grant came in for the Labor Day weekend.  We were all able to be together on Saturday night and have dinner together.  PeePaw was flying, so he was unable to be with us.  We had a great time.  All the kids seemed to get along just great and were very well behaved.  We all had a nice time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-8289089269811933779?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8289089269811933779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=8289089269811933779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8289089269811933779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8289089269811933779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-baumann-family-minus-peepaw.html' title='All the Baumann family - minus PeePaw'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtKEEwtX7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/mADoCcmjtiA/s72-c/100_1102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-5690811536733229337</id><published>2008-08-31T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:18:35.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtBWI9zTqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bmnm6DaU8Ag/s1600-h/100_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtBWI9zTqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bmnm6DaU8Ag/s320/100_1030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854439995330210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtBWZvM1BI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5FjHSO2e4Ug/s1600-h/100_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtBWZvM1BI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5FjHSO2e4Ug/s320/100_1031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854444497490962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtBWngEgJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DYMG7I5uEI0/s1600-h/100_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtBWngEgJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DYMG7I5uEI0/s320/100_1044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854448192127122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob found a joystick game that Michael had gotten before Jacob was born and we did play it when it was a baby.  The interesting thing is, he knew where it was and knew where to plug it in.  We were both very impressed.  So, Jacob wanted his Daddy to play with him.  Jacob kept hitting the fire button.  Doesn't work too well with Pac-Man.  But it works quite well with the "rocket ship" game.  Jacob does try to play Pac-Man and the race car game.  He has so much fun.  And Michael loves having his little boy being ready to play video games with him.  How great it will be when he can play the games and know what he needs to do.  Or maybe not.  If Jacob is as competitive as the rest of us, we are in for some big trouble!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-5690811536733229337?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5690811536733229337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=5690811536733229337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5690811536733229337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5690811536733229337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/game.html' title='Game'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLtBWI9zTqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/bmnm6DaU8Ag/s72-c/100_1030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-6162286682643457561</id><published>2008-08-23T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:39:09.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU9Yo1M1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ay4OUGQysO0/s1600-h/100_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU9Yo1M1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ay4OUGQysO0/s320/100_0996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237920517682705234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU9zybHyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vn32AvACMBo/s1600-h/100_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU9zybHyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vn32AvACMBo/s320/100_1022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237920524970696482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU-J6eUMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/t0ULmsHSpIA/s1600-h/100_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU-J6eUMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/t0ULmsHSpIA/s320/100_1005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237920530910040258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU-d45sXI/AAAAAAAAAII/jeR0n1Rpmrc/s1600-h/100_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU-d45sXI/AAAAAAAAAII/jeR0n1Rpmrc/s320/100_1013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237920536272154994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU-sOPvII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QSZ5H9biG1A/s1600-h/100_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU-sOPvII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QSZ5H9biG1A/s320/100_1017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237920540119776386" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my birthday!  I turned 34 on August 17.  But we celebrated the day before.  We went to eat at Sullivan's Downtown.  It was the first time my parents had eaten there and Jacob was still a little sick.  However, it was a very lovely evening and the dinner was yummy!  Where we were sitting we were able to see the lights changing colors behind the bar and that served as great entertainment for Jacob.  At lease for a little while.  Ever since I had Anna Kate, I have been desperately trying to lose weight.  Not really doing anything to help the process along, though.  So, I had been asking for the Wii Fit.  I had resigned myself to the fact that it would be Christmas before I received this because it is such a hot item right now and very hard to get.  But my sweet husband got me one for my birthday.  And I have to say, I actually enjoy doing it.  It is actually quite fun.  However, I do not like the fact that every time I step on the board it makes a little squeak as if I have hurt it in some way.  That really does not do much for the self esteem of one who is trying to lose weight.  In helping with your "fitness" level, it is all about your "Center of Balance".  It checks to see where your individual center of balance is.  The first time it checked mine, it proceeded to tell me that it is a little off and it wonders if I sometimes trip when I walk.  How does this "board" already know so much about me with one little "test"?  Oh well!  I will continue to "work-out" with this wonderful little "board", and have fun while I am "working-out".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-6162286682643457561?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6162286682643457561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=6162286682643457561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/6162286682643457561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/6162286682643457561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-bit-of-me.html' title='A little bit of me'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDU9Yo1M1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ay4OUGQysO0/s72-c/100_0996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-8032520989108672130</id><published>2008-08-23T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:21:46.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob Baumann Bob the Builder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDSYZ7IyTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L9jWjIr9pk0/s1600-h/100_0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDSYZ7IyTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L9jWjIr9pk0/s320/100_0985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237917683349506354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDSYlPlKHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/p_NM4Yl-aY0/s1600-h/100_0990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDSYlPlKHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/p_NM4Yl-aY0/s320/100_0990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237917686388041842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents came to visit one weekend, and we did our usually routine.  We go eat dinner, then go for a shopping trip to Target.  Jacob always has to go down the toy aisle.  He usually leaves empty handed, but that's not always the case when Nana and Papa are with us.  This particular trip his Papa was taking him down the toy aisles.  Jacob knows which aisles he likes to go down.  Papa told him he could pick one toy and he chose a Bob the Builder play set.  We are always amazed at all of the characters he seems to know about.  He must "learn" about them at "school".  Because we had know clue he knew about Bob the Builder.  When we got home, he had to immediately start playing with it.  He really had fun playing with it.  When asked if he was Bob the Builder, his response was, "I JacobBaumannBobtheBuilder. "  And yes, I meant to write it all as one word, because that is the way it comes out of Jacob's mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-8032520989108672130?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8032520989108672130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=8032520989108672130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8032520989108672130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8032520989108672130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/jacob-baumann-bob-builder.html' title='Jacob Baumann Bob the Builder'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDSYZ7IyTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L9jWjIr9pk0/s72-c/100_0985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-2369045854026176683</id><published>2008-08-23T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:13:47.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Kate's first day of DayCare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDQHl5ztSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/x4FhczIGo8E/s1600-h/100_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDQHl5ztSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/x4FhczIGo8E/s320/100_0982.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237915195484124450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On August 4, it was time for me to return to work, and my baby girl to start DayCare.  And yes, I was not looking forward to it, but I knew she would be in good hands.  She is going to be cared for by the same lady that cared for Jacob when he started at this same DayCare.  Even though I, nor Michael were too excited about the day, Jacob was very excited.  He thought it was great that sister was going to "school" with him.  When they were leaving he said, "Come on Anna Kate.  Let's go to cool."  I only called on time during the day to check on her.  Of course I could've called a lot more, but I didn't want to seem overbearing.  It has been three weeks since that first day, and she seems very happy and very well cared for.  With all of that said, it is still hard for me to send my kids off to DayCare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-2369045854026176683?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2369045854026176683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=2369045854026176683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/2369045854026176683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/2369045854026176683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/anna-kates-first-day-of-daycare.html' title='Anna Kate&apos;s first day of DayCare'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SLDQHl5ztSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/x4FhczIGo8E/s72-c/100_0982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-8452612858970532958</id><published>2008-08-01T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:41:41.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumpo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SJM7IF5JlUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4kFWTu69WAI/s1600-h/100_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SJM7IF5JlUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4kFWTu69WAI/s320/100_0910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229588602514150722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SJM7IYpOGQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/jJwNCuNrxL0/s1600-h/100_0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SJM7IYpOGQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/jJwNCuNrxL0/s320/100_0925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229588607547611394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, the Bumpo is out and is being used by BOTH kids.  And this is actually quite funny.  Jacob really didn't care to sit in this when he was a baby.  But he likes to now.  Anna Kate likes it, too.  She is very alert when she is sitting in it and loves to look around.  She really likes to watch her brother when she is sitting up.  And I have to say, he is very entertaining!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-8452612858970532958?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8452612858970532958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=8452612858970532958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8452612858970532958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8452612858970532958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/bumpo.html' title='Bumpo'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SJM7IF5JlUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4kFWTu69WAI/s72-c/100_0910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-8583347375441467558</id><published>2008-08-01T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:24:22.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SJM3A9VcRrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6uaO97tdzfo/s1600-h/100_0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SJM3A9VcRrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6uaO97tdzfo/s320/100_0916.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229584081911301810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SJM3BNNu7kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ji3DEIAO6f4/s1600-h/100_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SJM3BNNu7kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ji3DEIAO6f4/s320/100_0912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229584086173937218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday, July 24, Anna Kate got her first shots.  I'm pretty sure I was dreading it more than she.   However, she didn't know what was coming.  She did a great job, though.  She did cry.  Just as I had expected she would.  Like a little girl.  And I shed a tear or two myself.  Just as I had expected I would.  Like a big girl.  Or rather, like a mommy.  The band-aids they put on her were sufficient (the usual round spot band-aid with Tweety-bird).  But of course, I/we wanted her to have some girly band-aids.  Band-aids are a big thing at our house.  Jacob likes them even when he doesn't had a boo-boo.  We have every children's band-aid imaginable (for a little boy).  And I am sure when Anna Kate gets big enough to choose, I am sure we will be getting lots of little princess band-aids for her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-8583347375441467558?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8583347375441467558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=8583347375441467558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8583347375441467558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8583347375441467558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/shots.html' title='Shots'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SJM3A9VcRrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6uaO97tdzfo/s72-c/100_0916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-8473722143893949756</id><published>2008-07-15T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T11:37:39.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Big Brother!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHztfFd-45I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ib0fU6nuObc/s1600-h/100_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHztfFd-45I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ib0fU6nuObc/s320/100_0671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223310786142593938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHztgYyujkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hDYGvObMorI/s1600-h/100_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHztgYyujkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hDYGvObMorI/s320/100_0721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223310808509746754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHztg-i34LI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DtSxax93NKU/s1600-h/100_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHztg-i34LI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DtSxax93NKU/s320/100_0720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223310818643796146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, Jacob likes holding his baby sister.  He asks us a lot if he can hold her.  And we gladly let him.  He loves her so much.  We hope his love for her continues and will grow.  Although, today he was trying to watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Anna Kate was crying.  Michael informed me that Jacob held his hand up to her and told her to be quiet.  He has told us the same thing before when we have been talking during this particular show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-8473722143893949756?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8473722143893949756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=8473722143893949756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8473722143893949756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8473722143893949756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/proud-big-brother.html' title='Proud Big Brother!!!'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHztfFd-45I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ib0fU6nuObc/s72-c/100_0671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-3378911497610480217</id><published>2008-07-15T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T11:29:10.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Smiling Baby Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrTNq8mpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/baX_m-4fJg8/s1600-h/100_0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrTNq8mpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/baX_m-4fJg8/s320/100_0611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223308383162768018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrUM_L56I/AAAAAAAAAF4/owGiS2_GpQ0/s1600-h/100_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrUM_L56I/AAAAAAAAAF4/owGiS2_GpQ0/s320/100_0613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223308400159090594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrUksXpNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BZICGgP595I/s1600-h/100_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrUksXpNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BZICGgP595I/s320/100_0625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223308406522619090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrU973mCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SGN-PSIBVq0/s1600-h/100_0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrU973mCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SGN-PSIBVq0/s320/100_0622.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223308413298513954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrVYESGnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DpfDOkDG7Ks/s1600-h/100_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrVYESGnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DpfDOkDG7Ks/s320/100_0624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223308420313127538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anna Kate starting smiling back at us June 26.  It didn't happen every time we smiled at her, but she was definitely starting to respond to us.  So, in the last couple of weeks she has started smiling like crazy.  On this particular day, I sat in front of her with camera held out to the side talking to her, with my finger ready on the button.  I got a lot of pictures of her smiling.  These are the best.  We think she has the prettiest smile.  And we hope she continues to be a happy baby and smile a whole lot more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-3378911497610480217?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3378911497610480217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=3378911497610480217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/3378911497610480217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/3378911497610480217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-smiling-baby-girl.html' title='Our Smiling Baby Girl'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzrTNq8mpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/baX_m-4fJg8/s72-c/100_0611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-8839517846141900934</id><published>2008-07-15T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:01:33.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finger painting!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHg18IuMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4zc2kzsixyw/s1600-h/100_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHg18IuMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4zc2kzsixyw/s320/100_0531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269034891983042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHidjiSsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IFqGW_vqMSI/s1600-h/100_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHidjiSsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IFqGW_vqMSI/s320/100_0535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269062706088642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHkDnDl_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/WfPFo783Dng/s1600-h/100_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHkDnDl_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/WfPFo783Dng/s320/100_0539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269090101270514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHl3d2PRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WDPPRh39OLQ/s1600-h/100_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHl3d2PRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WDPPRh39OLQ/s320/100_0549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269121201159442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHoya9R8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/fokr4GmKPhY/s1600-h/100_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHoya9R8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/fokr4GmKPhY/s320/100_0557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269171386468290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little boy loves to paint.  And I have to confess that we don't paint as much as he would like.  I must confess too, it's just a chore to get the supplies out and then the clean up.  But there was actually one day, where it wasn't too hot and I thought I would "surprise" Jacob with finger paints.  At first, he wasn't too sure about putting his fingers in the paint.  (Isn't it funny that when you don't want them to put their fingers in paint they do and when you want them to they won't?  What's that about?)  Anyway, I had to show him that is was "fun" and what to do.  Then he put his whole hand in it and had a fun time.  He/We painted two pictures and that was enough for him.  I'm wishing for some more cool weather so we can finger paint again.  For him, of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-8839517846141900934?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8839517846141900934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=8839517846141900934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8839517846141900934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8839517846141900934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/finger-painting.html' title='Finger painting!!!'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SHzHg18IuMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4zc2kzsixyw/s72-c/100_0531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-7014295058730821644</id><published>2008-07-01T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:54:00.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's new "obsession".</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp8Bx6bx7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/hHtj0Xl6ZpA/s1600-h/100_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp8Bx6bx7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/hHtj0Xl6ZpA/s320/100_0521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218119488282281906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kung Fu Panda!!!!  Jacob "loves" the "panda" right now.  His Daddy took him to see the movie and when he got home from the movie he just kept talking about it.  Jacob had gotten some playdough from a friend and had his Daddy "make" pandas out of all four colors.  We also have to watch the preview (OnDemand) every night about 4-5 times.  Jacob's Daddy and Pepaw got Happy Meals for about week to get all of the characters from the movie.  We also have a story book and a sticker book of Kung Fu Panda.  This will be one movie we will have to purchase the day it's released on DVD.  And we will gladly watch it as many times as he wants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-7014295058730821644?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7014295058730821644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=7014295058730821644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/7014295058730821644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/7014295058730821644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/jacob-new-obsession.html' title='Jacob&apos;s new &quot;obsession&quot;.'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp8Bx6bx7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/hHtj0Xl6ZpA/s72-c/100_0521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-5355031146477742799</id><published>2008-07-01T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:46:55.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Cereal???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp6CjTUgEI/AAAAAAAAADY/7UZhqtk-4Kk/s1600-h/100_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp6CjTUgEI/AAAAAAAAADY/7UZhqtk-4Kk/s200/100_0508.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218117302516744258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay.... so she is only 6 weeks old, but hunger was starting to take over and she was starting to want to eat every 2 - 2 1/2 hours.  After talking with my mom (who gave me cereal when I was two weeks old), and talking with Michael, we decided to give it a shot.  As you can see the little "piggy" really liked it.  I couldn't get it in her mouth fast enough.  She would cry (whimper) when the spoon was not in her mouth and when the spoon would hit her mouth, she gobbled it up.  We didn't give her too much to start with (not knowing how she would react to it).  Tonight we will try a little more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp6Cj4heoI/AAAAAAAAADg/C93GqUBGZEA/s1600-h/100_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp6Cj4heoI/AAAAAAAAADg/C93GqUBGZEA/s200/100_0509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218117302672784002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp6DOS1qeI/AAAAAAAAADo/lARGJoORC4g/s1600-h/100_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp6DOS1qeI/AAAAAAAAADo/lARGJoORC4g/s200/100_0515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218117314057447906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp6DcgRD6I/AAAAAAAAADw/ql_eyLok8fU/s1600-h/100_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp6DcgRD6I/AAAAAAAAADw/ql_eyLok8fU/s200/100_0517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218117317871865762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-5355031146477742799?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5355031146477742799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=5355031146477742799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5355031146477742799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5355031146477742799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/eating-cereal.html' title='Eating Cereal???'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp6CjTUgEI/AAAAAAAAADY/7UZhqtk-4Kk/s72-c/100_0508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-2684314563251548069</id><published>2008-07-01T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:36:30.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mickey Mouse Christmas in June</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp3xZbAUYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Rq583e6uX_k/s1600-h/100_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp3xZbAUYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Rq583e6uX_k/s320/100_0503.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218114808783589762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob wanted to watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse (the Christmas episode) and nobody else really wanted to watch Santa in June.  Papa was nice and sweet enough to watch it with him on the computer.  As you can tell Jacob is relaxing with his feet propped up and resting on "his" Papa.  His Papa was enjoying it, too.  Not so much Mickey Mouse, but having "his" Jacob in his lap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-2684314563251548069?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2684314563251548069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=2684314563251548069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/2684314563251548069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/2684314563251548069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/jacob-wanted-to-watch-mickey-mouse.html' title='Mickey Mouse Christmas in June'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp3xZbAUYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Rq583e6uX_k/s72-c/100_0503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-851681498119969889</id><published>2008-07-01T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:26:51.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Kate and her Aunt Brenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp2UXPRvlI/AAAAAAAAADI/mRvLykNcTjc/s1600-h/100_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp2UXPRvlI/AAAAAAAAADI/mRvLykNcTjc/s200/100_0500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218113210469695058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My aunt and uncle are in for a visit from New Orleans.  This is the first time they have seen Anna Kate.  Aunt Brenda enjoyed seeing her and she even helped out with feeding her.  In this pic, Anna Kate is staring at a pic on the wall of her Mommy (Knowing full well she can't focus on it, I know she was staring it because it had a black background and white matting).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-851681498119969889?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/851681498119969889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=851681498119969889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/851681498119969889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/851681498119969889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/anna-kate-and-her-aunt-brenda.html' title='Anna Kate and her Aunt Brenda'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGp2UXPRvlI/AAAAAAAAADI/mRvLykNcTjc/s72-c/100_0500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-7614080488277967779</id><published>2008-07-01T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:22:58.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing in the water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGpzuvIkXXI/AAAAAAAAACo/CvjLonO4hZY/s1600-h/100_0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGpzuvIkXXI/AAAAAAAAACo/CvjLonO4hZY/s200/100_0481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218110365025721714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our little trip to Morristown this weekend, we purchased a sprinkler toy for Jacob to have at Nana's and Papa's to play with.  At first he wasn't too sure about it, but quickly became very interested in it and had so much playing in the water.  Papa got a watering can and filled it up and chased Jacob with it and he thought it was hilarious.  Jacob thought it was really funny when Papa came after Mommy.  Jacob also like his Daddy squirting him with the water hose.  We had a great time.  He wanted to do again when it was dark outside, and was sad that he couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGpzvNGoTxI/AAAAAAAAACw/c2rlpR8AXiQ/s1600-h/100_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGpzvNGoTxI/AAAAAAAAACw/c2rlpR8AXiQ/s200/100_0486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218110373070655250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGpzvtde67I/AAAAAAAAAC4/AEcxX5IezaM/s1600-h/100_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGpzvtde67I/AAAAAAAAAC4/AEcxX5IezaM/s200/100_0475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218110381756443570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGpzwBkq5II/AAAAAAAAADA/2Th4pthD9qo/s1600-h/100_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGpzwBkq5II/AAAAAAAAADA/2Th4pthD9qo/s200/100_0493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218110387155297410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-7614080488277967779?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7614080488277967779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=7614080488277967779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/7614080488277967779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/7614080488277967779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-our-little-trip-to-morristown-this.html' title='Playing in the water'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SGpzuvIkXXI/AAAAAAAAACo/CvjLonO4hZY/s72-c/100_0481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-5726799761930321707</id><published>2008-06-22T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T10:18:56.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Kate's First day to Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6IdydvxTI/AAAAAAAAACI/dZpcREm_EB4/s1600-h/100_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6IdydvxTI/AAAAAAAAACI/dZpcREm_EB4/s200/100_0465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214755463885735218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally made it to church.  I was missing going to church and I thought it was okay to take Anna Kate.  We only stayed for Sunday School and she went to our Sunday School class with us.  I was surprised that her little dress actually fit her.  She looked so pretty and was "well behaved".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6IeT3WAHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FdgxQMx0GCc/s1600-h/100_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6IeT3WAHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FdgxQMx0GCc/s200/100_0466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214755472851468402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6IeuHauRI/AAAAAAAAACY/Br_Lx2N4d8M/s1600-h/100_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6IeuHauRI/AAAAAAAAACY/Br_Lx2N4d8M/s200/100_0467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214755479898208530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6Ie5_tBMI/AAAAAAAAACg/kCKhhzeV-GY/s1600-h/100_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6Ie5_tBMI/AAAAAAAAACg/kCKhhzeV-GY/s200/100_0468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214755483087078594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-5726799761930321707?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5726799761930321707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=5726799761930321707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5726799761930321707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/5726799761930321707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/anna-kates-first-day-to-church.html' title='Anna Kate&apos;s First day to Church'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6IdydvxTI/AAAAAAAAACI/dZpcREm_EB4/s72-c/100_0465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-1803583549856872013</id><published>2008-06-22T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T10:10:46.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Spiderman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6Gqd1sK0I/AAAAAAAAACA/psQjbQSVI4M/s1600-h/100_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6Gqd1sK0I/AAAAAAAAACA/psQjbQSVI4M/s320/100_0464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214753482664061762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Jacob really likes Spiderman.  He puts on his hat, gets his spiderman "doll", and does his spiderman pose and throws his "web".  Of course, we as his parents, think it is adorable and soooo cute!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-1803583549856872013?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1803583549856872013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=1803583549856872013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/1803583549856872013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/1803583549856872013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-spiderman.html' title='My Spiderman'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SF6Gqd1sK0I/AAAAAAAAACA/psQjbQSVI4M/s72-c/100_0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-8774673931653733187</id><published>2008-06-15T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T11:17:21.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here is my wonderful husband and VERY, VERY proud Daddy.  If you look closely you can see that Jacob and Michael are kind of dressed alike (blue and white shirts and navy pants).  Michael picked those outfits himself.  It's nice that he likes to be dressed like his 2 1/2 year old (sometimes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFVcJ0IZp0I/AAAAAAAAABg/AnuANh6Gyws/s1600-h/100_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFVcJ0IZp0I/AAAAAAAAABg/AnuANh6Gyws/s200/100_0447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212173467433674562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFVcKW3jnFI/AAAAAAAAABo/m5-EeqnrPbY/s1600-h/100_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFVcKW3jnFI/AAAAAAAAABo/m5-EeqnrPbY/s200/100_0444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212173476758264914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFVcKk296DI/AAAAAAAAABw/0UqdRjvV64g/s1600-h/100_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFVcKk296DI/AAAAAAAAABw/0UqdRjvV64g/s200/100_0445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212173480513890354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFVcLYfCiVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1OEIAHxdxqU/s1600-h/100_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFVcLYfCiVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1OEIAHxdxqU/s200/100_0446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212173494372174162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-8774673931653733187?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8774673931653733187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=8774673931653733187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8774673931653733187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/8774673931653733187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFVcJ0IZp0I/AAAAAAAAABg/AnuANh6Gyws/s72-c/100_0447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-7294141633011640632</id><published>2008-06-13T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T17:53:29.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFMV1z5ChLI/AAAAAAAAABA/xe7Up6kvmaY/s1600-h/Photo+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFMV1z5ChLI/AAAAAAAAABA/xe7Up6kvmaY/s200/Photo+16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211533208004494514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was on the computer tonight, Jacob was sitting on my lap, so I thought we would have some fun.  He picked out the different effects of the pictures.  He could've done that all night, but I stopped the process.  As you can tell, I was not dressed for pics.  But we had fun (at least he did), and that's what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFMV2PzRFpI/AAAAAAAAABI/_7wkOli5-mE/s1600-h/Photo+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFMV2PzRFpI/AAAAAAAAABI/_7wkOli5-mE/s200/Photo+17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211533215496476306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFMV2ZYWhYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/EsEX2LFkVvw/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFMV2ZYWhYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/EsEX2LFkVvw/s200/Photo+18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211533218067940738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFMV2nRH2-I/AAAAAAAAABY/4UitX8Vizc4/s1600-h/Photo+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFMV2nRH2-I/AAAAAAAAABY/4UitX8Vizc4/s200/Photo+19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211533221795716066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-7294141633011640632?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7294141633011640632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=7294141633011640632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/7294141633011640632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/7294141633011640632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/while-i-was-on-computer-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SFMV1z5ChLI/AAAAAAAAABA/xe7Up6kvmaY/s72-c/Photo+16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-4907145934713112288</id><published>2008-06-08T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T06:52:51.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've been busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, we've been pretty busy at our house the last couple of weeks.  We welcomed the newest addition to our family on May 19 at 10:10 a.m. , Anna Katherine.  She weighed 6 lbs. 9.7 ounces and was 18 inches long.  Jacob loves his baby sister.  He likes giving her hugs and kisses.  Anna Kate is a pretty laid back baby.  She cries when she is hungry and when she wants a dry diaper.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am recovering well from my surgery and am starting to feel human again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please check back periodically.  I will try to update when I can.  Or when I think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymDYXNO1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/OIkYxP-qeJY/s1600-h/008_30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymDYXNO1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/OIkYxP-qeJY/s320/008_30.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209721445970426706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymDkieRII/AAAAAAAAAAc/8jbPwXRtYQA/s1600-h/012_26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymDkieRII/AAAAAAAAAAc/8jbPwXRtYQA/s320/012_26.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209721449238905986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymDw_gwtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/AXtq3xQpkHs/s1600-h/040_23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymDw_gwtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/AXtq3xQpkHs/s320/040_23.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209721452581929682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymEXVA4lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FmH-79YWuAY/s1600-h/042_21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymEXVA4lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FmH-79YWuAY/s320/042_21.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209721462872662610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymEhgHQCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Pq4F-WLhsOA/s1600-h/054_9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymEhgHQCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Pq4F-WLhsOA/s320/054_9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209721465603571746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-4907145934713112288?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4907145934713112288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=4907145934713112288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/4907145934713112288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/4907145934713112288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/weve-been-busy.html' title='We&apos;ve been busy!'/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SEymDYXNO1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/OIkYxP-qeJY/s72-c/008_30.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5597869512281229519.post-9159062673736533876</id><published>2008-05-15T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T14:50:17.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I guess I have given in, too.  This will be good for our family and friends near and far to check up on us and see how we are doing and growing!!!  Hope I can keep this up!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5597869512281229519-9159062673736533876?l=baumannfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9159062673736533876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5597869512281229519&amp;postID=9159062673736533876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/9159062673736533876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5597869512281229519/posts/default/9159062673736533876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baumannfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-i-guess-i-have-given-in-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Kara Baumann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01594094021371655019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9CzK-gtZIg/SOPO2PaHM5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KVTzhnRLjvc/S220/100_1183.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
