<?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-6625971963595931695</id><updated>2012-02-01T04:59:16.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baker Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5493458121446242994</id><published>2012-01-30T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T10:43:00.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Park!</title><content type='html'>We have had some very unusually warm weather this January so I decided to take advantage of it and I picked Reed up from school early so we could head to the park. Ashley had just picked Deacon up from school too and they had the same idea so the 6 of us met at the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a little crazy to say the least with 2 infants and 2 little boys that both prefer the baby swing! We had a great time and the boys took turns swinging in the baby swing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Reed waiting his turn! There were only a few tears shed by Reed, he is STILL learning to share, but we made it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702756343665979698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JQIWos8y9U/TyRCrhjQ8TI/AAAAAAAACeM/OAwe1ixFgIg/s400/DSC02500.JPG" /&gt;These 2 really are best friends! Even though Reed spends the majority of time away from Deacon with other kiddos at his school, he still ALWAYS says, "Deacon is my best friend!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed was standing on a hill in this picture, it looks like he is taller than Deacon, but he really isn't! :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702756345164133826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SbFNvJhjK4o/TyRCrnIc9cI/AAAAAAAACeU/sNCnQ8oOS_o/s400/DSC02503-edit.jpg" /&gt;Deacon wanted to swing with his baby sister. How sweet! Then Reed wanted a turn, unfortunately Finley wouldn't fit with Reed! :) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702758739993160450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ICZsuId59A/TyRE3AkL6wI/AAAAAAAACek/jUfODO_6Hek/s400/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hate that I didn't get a picture of Graham, he slept the whole time in a carrier on my chest! I just can't wait for summer when he can swing too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-5493458121446242994?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5493458121446242994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5493458121446242994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5493458121446242994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5493458121446242994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-at-park.html' title='Fun at the Park!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JQIWos8y9U/TyRCrhjQ8TI/AAAAAAAACeM/OAwe1ixFgIg/s72-c/DSC02500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-2205916960549950295</id><published>2012-01-29T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T08:34:00.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects with Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately Reed and Daddy have been doing some fun projects together! A couple of weekends ago Josh thought it would be fun to put up a squirrel feeder in the back yard. Something they could build together and then enjoy watching the squirrels out the window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh and Reed gathered up the scrap wood they needed out of the garage and put the feeder together. Then it was time to paint! We have TONS of paint samples (due to me taking 4 to 5 options every time we pick out a paint color). Reed picked out green and blue! We laid down some plastic in the kitchen and Reed and Daddy went to town painting. The idea was for half of the feeder to be blue and half to be green, but had you will see Reed had a different idea and enjoyed painting a little to much! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TloYy_6YzPk/TyQrNJT7mEI/AAAAAAAACbI/4APXl-gjV0U/s1600/DSC02385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702730532995700802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TloYy_6YzPk/TyQrNJT7mEI/AAAAAAAACbI/4APXl-gjV0U/s400/DSC02385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702730527267435922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alLxclt6ZF4/TyQrMz-NNZI/AAAAAAAACa8/CjkXv6AkipU/s400/DSC02382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702730523520991810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ub32h80VC0/TyQrMmA_AkI/AAAAAAAACa0/ZcS3lkTMXMo/s400/DSC02378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702729849225548194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ocp9cJ7YEak/TyQqlWEbEaI/AAAAAAAACac/wemD_KolHO4/s400/DSC02395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702729847002253714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MOYRpMOrS8k/TyQqlNyWSZI/AAAAAAAACaQ/r4JRMyWC5kM/s400/DSC02391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think it turned out great! Now if we could just get some squirrels to come eat the corn, maybe eventually! :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702732948353783554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jLhdvanoTdI/TyQtZvOLFwI/AAAAAAAACbY/APc-JIhuTV8/s400/DSC02497.JPG" /&gt;The next project, was painting and assembling this little car Reed got from Gigi for Christmas! This is a Melissa and Doug set that comes with the paint, brush, glue and all the car pieces. Reed loved it! He loves painting as you can see, unfortunately we don't do it much because it is so messy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wRAIUiubVQg/TyQpjH6ac_I/AAAAAAAACaE/942bJRjrRKo/s1600/DSC02406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702728711554102258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wRAIUiubVQg/TyQpjH6ac_I/AAAAAAAACaE/942bJRjrRKo/s400/DSC02406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was really in to it and so serious the whole time he was painting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AadihT_-FHo/TyQpiqXn6yI/AAAAAAAACZ4/s7jext0EZHI/s1600/DSC02403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702728703623555874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AadihT_-FHo/TyQpiqXn6yI/AAAAAAAACZ4/s7jext0EZHI/s400/DSC02403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy helped very little, just there to supervise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SqHvbVAISsk/TyQpicKwO8I/AAAAAAAACZs/8lHyx4oSoiU/s1600/DSC02402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702728699811478466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SqHvbVAISsk/TyQpicKwO8I/AAAAAAAACZs/8lHyx4oSoiU/s400/DSC02402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702724653944611682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3rrktJsjOI/TyQl28I7I2I/AAAAAAAACYk/KFgdQQFA_D4/s400/DSC02415.JPG" /&gt;Once the "colorful" car dried, Daddy glued the wheels on!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702724653290763346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vb3ds5x0L-M/TyQl25tCNFI/AAAAAAAACY0/MMpNvFxPrpU/s400/DSC02493.JPG" /&gt;The finished product! Reed loves this little car and carries it around every where! Thanks Gigi for the great gift! :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kgpQ9nyiV3Q/TyQl3U0XWQI/AAAAAAAACY8/oxNXPEb9Pu4/s1600/DSC02495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702724660569266434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kgpQ9nyiV3Q/TyQl3U0XWQI/AAAAAAAACY8/oxNXPEb9Pu4/s400/DSC02495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6625971963595931695-2205916960549950295?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2205916960549950295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=2205916960549950295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2205916960549950295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2205916960549950295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/projects-with-daddy.html' title='Projects with Daddy'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TloYy_6YzPk/TyQrNJT7mEI/AAAAAAAACbI/4APXl-gjV0U/s72-c/DSC02385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4067466237487781739</id><published>2012-01-28T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T11:23:42.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graham is 2 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe this precious baby boy is already 2 months old! He has brought SO much joy to our lives and I honestly I can barely remember life without him. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mA1uEVGGl04/TyTYeYMlPXI/AAAAAAAACjE/_5by8fgocyA/s1600/DSC02717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702921044560788850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mA1uEVGGl04/TyTYeYMlPXI/AAAAAAAACjE/_5by8fgocyA/s400/DSC02717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month has definitely had its ups and downs, but it is ending better than ever. Week 5 Graham was so gassy all day long and just seemed miserable. I felt so bad for him and at that point I thought I was in for it. He would just scream every time he had to burp and was so restless while he was sleeping. But the gassiness finally past and then he started getting a stuffy nose. I had been sick for a couple of weeks with a sinus infection, so I was afraid I had gotten him sick and decided I would go ahead and take him to the doctor just in case. Well, lucky for us I made the right decision because poor little guy had RSV. I couldn't believe I had a very sick, 6 week old! This was my worst nightmare come true. After Reed had RSV I was so nervous about having a baby during cold and flu season. We caught it very, very early and no intervention was needed at all. We just quarantined him to our bedroom with a humidifier for 3 days, used lots of nasal spray and nose sucking and he was pretty much all better. Josh and I also took turns holding him at night for 4 days, so that he was more upright and could breath easier. He had a little trouble nursing and I pretty much fed any time he whimpered for 3 days just to make sure he was staying hydrated. Honestly, those days were nice because it forced me to be at home and I had time to just stare at this little face and thank God for him, a little RSV was nothing compared to what some go through! He was a little trooper and every day since then as just gotten better and better. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702920503542170754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4HjNfEsdoPM/TyTX-4vsRII/AAAAAAAACiU/rQMtTWEYios/s400/DSC02719.JPG" /&gt;During week 7, Graham started only getting up once a night normally around 3 to 4 am and this routine has continued. Week 5 was also tough for me because in my mind he should have already been only getting up once a night like Reed did, but it just took him a little longer and being sick didn't help. Graham also didn't like going back to sleep after he ate. Sometimes I would be up for 2 hours feeding and then rocking back to sleep. Finally, just in the last 3 nights this has begun to change! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702915923905563298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-hZj6BN-gY/TyTT0URPSqI/AAAAAAAACgQ/Z2B7k27l8Ic/s400/DSC02727.JPG" /&gt;He is still spitting up quite a bit. We will have several days where he doesn't spit up at all and then we will have several days where he spits up every time he burps. You just have to be ready, sometimes it is nothing, sometimes just a little bit and then sometimes one of us is changing clothes even with a burp cloth there. I think the spitting up has also played a factor in Graham not going right back to sleep after he ate. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702915938192379170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vdAuOp7LYvw/TyTT1JfezSI/AAAAAAAACgo/41GGTL86Sw0/s400/DSC02729.JPG" /&gt; He is a tummy sleeper for sure! Through all the gassiness we had going on we finally just decided to try him on his stomach to sleep. I had days where I had to keep him up on my shoulder all day so that he had pressure on his stomach, so we thought that sleeping on his stomach might help. I was super paranoid about doing it, but we were desperate. He had enough head control to turn side to side and he did great and slept so much better and quieter! :) He has continued to sleep on his stomach and loves it. He even takes great naps during the day, something Reed never did. I have had to wake him up several times this week to eat, because he is just sleeping away. I am a huge tummy sleeper, so I just say he gets it from me! It is so cute because he doesn't even curl up in a ball, he just stretches out flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702915930499029570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFpYsqPaYr8/TyTT0s1PmkI/AAAAAAAACgc/El3sLTr0AMM/s400/DSC02721.JPG" /&gt;Smiling more and more every day and getting more vocal every day too. You forget how expressionless little ones are, but it just makes every smile that much more special. I live for a smile and a little "coo" every day! Still wearing size 1 diapers and 0-3 to clothes, I have put a couple of 3-6 month clothes on him, but they are so big. I just keep thinking they should fit because Reed only wore 0-3 for 2 weeks, but he was 14 pounds at this age! When we were at the doctor Graham weighed 11 lbs and he was 3 days shy of 7 weeks. We don't go to his 2 month check up for a couple more weeks. I am very interested to see what his percentiles are like. I think we say every day, "He is so little" because we are still so used to having an above average child. I think the lowest percentile Reed has had for height or weight has been 85%.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702920496950334930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Ap6I6VnB4/TyTX-gME1dI/AAAAAAAACiI/VvPee0xeQTA/s400/DSC02739.JPG" /&gt;Holding his head up great and supporting more and more weight on his legs. He is a little kicking machine. If he is awake, his little legs are moving! He has started making lots of noises (in the picture below he was talking) this week and the drooling and slobbering is also starting. He loves to chew on his fist. Sometimes I will pick him up from a nap and his hands will be completely soaked from him laying there chewing on them. No signs of him rolling over yet, even with all the tummy sleeping. The blue eyes are still hanging on! Some days they look lighter than others. So we will still see if they turn brown or lighten up and turn blue like Reed's did. Still has tons of hair. It as thinned a lot since birth, but what he still has seems to be getting longer. Reed lost all his hair by 2 1/2 months, I'm pretty sure Graham can't lose all this hair any time too soon! I love it! He also finally lost his tan around 6 to 7 weeks! He is now white like the rest of us!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702917835460093698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Fmd1upYCh0/TyTVjlXWpwI/AAAAAAAACh8/Jbe110h33xo/s400/DSC02764.JPG" /&gt;Still loves his paci and bath time is probably his favorite time of day. It is crazy how relaxed he gets. At night time he is wearing all sleepers now, because he got to long for the gowns around 6 weeks. We are also using sleep sacks and they have been great because they still make diaper changing easy with a zipper and keep him warm without a blanket.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702917829815488194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ihJM6Ca0wiw/TyTVjQVkzsI/AAAAAAAAChw/OmYnyCvu048/s400/DSC02760.JPG" /&gt;Starting to get on more of a set schedule and we moved him to his crib this week at 8 weeks and 1 day. Right now he is waking up around 7 to 8 and then eating again around 11 or 12 and then usually 3, 6 and 9. We normally lay him in bed by 10 and then he is waking once around 3 or 4 and then it starts all over! :) After he eats in the morning he will normally sleep until the next feeding and then kind of cat nap here and there between feedings the rest of the day. He really has become a very easy baby. He is our cuddle bug. If he is fussing the second you pick him up and cradle him he is asleep. Reed always had to face out, so I am loving being able to cuddle! So far he has been very different from Reed and that has made it very fun for us! I love how God creates your children to be what you think are the cutest kids on the planet. During my pregnancy I seriously was worried that Graham may not be as cute as Reed was (I can't even believe I had those thoughts now), but now I think Graham is the cutest, most precious thing ever too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009_06_21_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see what Reed was up to at 2 months! As you can see in the picture below Reed was our chubby little man, oh how I miss those chubby cheeks!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702915941860048738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vowd47q5dX4/TyTT1XJ6_2I/AAAAAAAACg0/-9c3NUNGrSE/s400/DSC00592-edit.jpg" /&gt;Today I woke up and had the 2 month photo session all plan out to take during Reed's nap time. I also had several other projects I wanted to get done today as well as the usual weekend cleaning routine. To my amazement I was able to get everything done, I was so proud of myself. While Josh was cooking dinner, I went to downloaded the pictures onto the computer, formatted the camera disk (BIG mistake) and then began organizing the pictures on the computer. Then my favorite 2 year old walks up and bangs the computer and well Graham's face looks about what mine looked like!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702921039054379186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_pFvhnnQ00/TyTYeDrwGLI/AAAAAAAACi4/dRgy6Mz2pJM/s400/DSC02707.JPG" /&gt;To my complete sadness and disbelief the pictures were GONE! Some how he had deleted one of the pictures in the folder I had created and the folder of pictures keeps saying it is corrupted! I was devastated! We had taken so many adorable pictures, 188 to be exact! I live for pictures and get incredibly sad when I lose them. Right before Graham was born I lost 6 months of I-phone pictures and videos! So I have tried to be much better about downloading pictures immediately and now this happens. I should have never formatted that disk, but we also had a whole disk get corrupted last summer and had to pay to get the pictures off of it. Their advice was to always format the disk after every download. I can't win for losing!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702920517248619650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gCWqdOskK24/TyTX_rzkFII/AAAAAAAACio/rPJUpwNudnQ/s400/DSC02701.JPG" /&gt;Anyway, I tried for a couple of hours to Google how to uncorrupt the folder without any luck so at 8 pm. I got Graham all dressed up again and started over!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702920513082416274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSlreShGi8s/TyTX_cSQ3JI/AAAAAAAACig/RjFypFrfg0o/s400/DSC02710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq5ooL9AuEo/TyTU7DMX_zI/AAAAAAAAChk/Q9BDXW777SE/s1600/DSC02764.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRSgQKvpxvU/TyTU68uOPtI/AAAAAAAAChY/K-obW44E3DI/s1600/DSC02760.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily as you can see, Graham was a good sport and but on another good show for the camera and smiled away again! So I am officially over it (I think)! At least they were pictures I could retake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702914276883175442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HXRL5li-Ezs/TyTSUcogGBI/AAAAAAAACgE/P4YEZ0292oY/s400/DSC02780.JPG" /&gt;I kind of went crazy adding pictures to this post, but I couldn't stop! He is just too sweet!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702914265650508610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JaddLuWGqzo/TyTSTyybM0I/AAAAAAAACf4/X2F6UseeH2s/s400/DSC02777.JPG" /&gt;Look at that hair sticking up!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702913021958257938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzKeDRvToWA/TyTRLZrFfRI/AAAAAAAACfU/6x1WnD4xDhA/s400/DSC02813.JPG" /&gt;Talking to the camera!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702913014202675682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CeAZXQIWERI/TyTRK8yAseI/AAAAAAAACfI/WNERfCe9-rc/s400/DSC02808.JPG" /&gt;His very favorite place to be, talking to Mr. Elephant in the picture! Do you see that grin?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702913006711171090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UdKOg66g_GY/TyTRKg35aBI/AAAAAAAACe8/5DaQP6_FvT4/s400/DSC02806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6625971963595931695-4067466237487781739?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4067466237487781739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4067466237487781739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4067466237487781739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4067466237487781739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/graham-is-2-months-old.html' title='Graham is 2 Months Old!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mA1uEVGGl04/TyTYeYMlPXI/AAAAAAAACjE/_5by8fgocyA/s72-c/DSC02717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-717363928208093930</id><published>2012-01-28T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T10:41:45.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other night when I was getting Graham ready for bed I saw these pajamas and I immediately thought about this picture of Reed and remembered they were about the same age and decided to do a comparison. If you haven't already noticed I am a little obsessed with comparing them, it is amazing to me how similar and how different they are at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My 2 Cutie Pies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed at 6 weeks and 3 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iiPMDW4eWM/TyQ-vdgdRDI/AAAAAAAACeA/_eB4WLifwY4/s1600/DSC00346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702752013253428274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iiPMDW4eWM/TyQ-vdgdRDI/AAAAAAAACeA/_eB4WLifwY4/s400/DSC00346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Graham at 7 weeks and 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33CCEt1Qrx8/TyQ-vBxOoII/AAAAAAAACd0/5Bj8k3U_OE0/s1600/DSC02435-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702752005807579266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33CCEt1Qrx8/TyQ-vBxOoII/AAAAAAAACd0/5Bj8k3U_OE0/s400/DSC02435-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6625971963595931695-717363928208093930?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/717363928208093930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=717363928208093930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/717363928208093930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/717363928208093930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/7-weeks.html' title='7 weeks!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iiPMDW4eWM/TyQ-vdgdRDI/AAAAAAAACeA/_eB4WLifwY4/s72-c/DSC00346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4635046306965980819</id><published>2012-01-28T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T12:08:12.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graham's Baby Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Saturday, was baby dedication at our church! This is a special time for parents to dedicate their children to the Lord, promise to raise them in a Christian home and pray for the day they accept Jesus as their Lord and Savior. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702739441677793970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3aiIFjf9kIQ/TyQzTsvQerI/AAAAAAAACdE/XmD_4V_rjmo/s400/DSC02441-edit.jpg" /&gt;This time was extra special for me because Reed was the exact same age when we dedicated him! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702738858169457458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xMncCEa_l0Y/TyQyxvAB2zI/AAAAAAAACcs/5Ba6QCdWCRY/s400/DSC02468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702738864745075042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qTW5lSWqtfg/TyQyyHfx0WI/AAAAAAAACc4/eRTfpPRmySY/s400/DSC02489.JPG" /&gt;2 1/2 years ago dedicating Reed.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702739445532638306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tOqQ4VAad9w/TyQzT7GUvGI/AAAAAAAACdM/F13BhCrREtE/s400/DSC00425%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt; Now a family of 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702738842507375378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zUuTCVA5opo/TyQyw0p5cxI/AAAAAAAACcg/lQSt-HlkQq8/s400/DSC02457-edit.jpg" /&gt; We were excited to have Gigi, Gran and Aunt Amy there, unfortunately both Grandad and Papaw had just had back surgery and weren't able to come and Uncle Branden couldn't get off work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702737269839669858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YbFzhAkHdAI/TyQxVSAsqmI/AAAAAAAACbk/J3DP4VX9Zo4/s400/DSC02478-edit.jpg" /&gt;Both Grandmas with their 2 boys! Apparently, something was funny and Reed wanted to hold Graham's hand.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702737277086756290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cP6e8Pfheio/TyQxVtAibcI/AAAAAAAACbw/5ZrKG12RhZ4/s400/DSC02488-edit.jpg" /&gt;It was also a special night because we got to dedicate Graham with several of our friend's kiddos. We hope and pray these babies are friends for life!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhhSy0wYs-s/TyQywvQHCKI/AAAAAAAACcU/cNkaqpt_sdA/s1600/DSC02447-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702738841057036450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhhSy0wYs-s/TyQywvQHCKI/AAAAAAAACcU/cNkaqpt_sdA/s400/DSC02447-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These 2 precious babies are exactly 2 months apart! We can only hope they are as good of friends as their big brothers! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702743260507682146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eWM1TU9J_sQ/TyQ2x-_QNWI/AAAAAAAACdk/gjLLxSZOn68/s400/dsc_0844%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;Speaking of big brothers! Here they are, Deacon &amp;amp; Reed! &lt;a href="http://www.babarnard.com/wordpress/2012/01/23/finleys-dedication/"&gt;Deacon's Mommy&lt;/a&gt; got this adorable picture of the 2 of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702743258483994978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcR5zk9e6qI/TyQ2x3cxMWI/AAAAAAAACdc/2yMaQs8tNlM/s400/dsc_0813.jpg" /&gt;And we ended up with these two pictures! Although this one is adorable.......&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702737287120124194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ndrC8gaujk4/TyQxWSYreSI/AAAAAAAACb8/EozFuyEN1Ks/s400/DSC02469.JPG" /&gt;This one shows their true personalities! Silly Boys!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702737295425953890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fiADhnsuI-4/TyQxWxU8YGI/AAAAAAAACcE/srDklmEDnXI/s400/DSC02474.JPG" /&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/6625971963595931695-4635046306965980819?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4635046306965980819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4635046306965980819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4635046306965980819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4635046306965980819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/last-saturday-was-baby-dedication-at.html' title='Graham&apos;s Baby Dedication'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3aiIFjf9kIQ/TyQzTsvQerI/AAAAAAAACdE/XmD_4V_rjmo/s72-c/DSC02441-edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-6668544067090842916</id><published>2012-01-28T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:28:30.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brotherly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get asked all the time, "How is Reed adjusting to being a big brother?" I can honestly say I think he is the BEST big brother ever! He has not been jealous for one second. If anything he wants to be right beside Graham the whole time he is awake. He has never asked for me to put Graham down and hold him, he is happy just to cuddle beside us.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2im45HXO_Yo/TyQaXf4YIMI/AAAAAAAACXo/0PASGihitbc/s1600/DSC02356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702712019155165378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2im45HXO_Yo/TyQaXf4YIMI/AAAAAAAACXo/0PASGihitbc/s400/DSC02356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He always wants to help put the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; back in or cover him up with a blanket. He even frequently shares his "Bye-Bye" with Graham (his comfort blanket that he goes to sleep with and NEVER shares). &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702719146622457330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMvO6NO28bQ/TyQg2XxAFfI/AAAAAAAACYY/HevDfnYEC4E/s400/DSC02357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are constantly telling Reed that he is a great big brother and Graham loves him so much. We tell him how much Graham looks up to him and wants to be just like him. I think little things like this have really help Reed realize how special he is and what role he has in our family. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-amXTh-Nr2PE/TyQaXPoA8OI/AAAAAAAACXc/I_JhK3VgoFg/s1600/DSC02357.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702718815642199154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zTpE5nEWq7E/TyQgjGxKJHI/AAAAAAAACYM/9sBorckEOtM/s400/DSC02506.JPG" /&gt;He loves him to death and we talk a lot about what games they will play when Graham gets bigger. We also talk to Reed about what he was like when he was a baby. He understands that he was little once and did the same things that Graham does. We think this has also helped Reed understand that we did all the same things for him and that Graham will soon grow up and be big like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702710013353023442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UuzaDikpf8Y/TyQYivr4V9I/AAAAAAAACXE/hRiLjZf5umc/s400/DSC02399-edit.jpg" /&gt; Reed has made being parents to two very easy and Graham has been such a great baby! Josh and I love these little boys more than we ever imagined possible! They are so precious and it is so special to see the bond between them that is already forming! Our little gifts from God!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702717872986101330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJmhyttT2AA/TyQfsPGbllI/AAAAAAAACYA/P6kk7gcques/s400/DSC02376.JPG" /&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/6625971963595931695-6668544067090842916?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6668544067090842916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=6668544067090842916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/6668544067090842916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/6668544067090842916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/brotherly-love.html' title='Brotherly Love'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2im45HXO_Yo/TyQaXf4YIMI/AAAAAAAACXo/0PASGihitbc/s72-c/DSC02356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7359513411407584302</id><published>2012-01-14T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T10:10:26.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with Papa &amp; Gigi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ended Christmas Day, with Josh's parents &amp;amp; Uncle Branden. We had a great dinner and opened LOTS more gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family pic, before the present opening began!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5TQpRIpOFY/TxH2B-31v7I/AAAAAAAACWs/bFrGV_UQZbo/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B137-EDIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697605517517897650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5TQpRIpOFY/TxH2B-31v7I/AAAAAAAACWs/bFrGV_UQZbo/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B137-EDIT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle B, Reed and Branden's new puppy Kobi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7479-ssFKY/TxH2BIl96sI/AAAAAAAACWg/tdxcW2gQCNs/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B152-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697605502947420866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7479-ssFKY/TxH2BIl96sI/AAAAAAAACWg/tdxcW2gQCNs/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B152-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple of weeks before Christmas, Reed stayed at Gigi's house and helped her decorate for Christmas. One of the things he helped with was setting up the Nativity scene in the picture below. Reed really got into the manager scene this year and would frequently point out the Shepard and wisemen at our one at home. He even asked me one day, where is the manager? My nativity set just has Mary holding baby Jesus. He learned a lot at school this year about the real meaning of Christmas and what happen the night Jesus was born, it was really amazing to hear him tell us stories about what they talked about at school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this picture he is showing Branden baby Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4VoTuJlRt-k/TxH2BETNJiI/AAAAAAAACWU/k4IX4oLqiEQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B156-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697605501794985506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4VoTuJlRt-k/TxH2BETNJiI/AAAAAAAACWU/k4IX4oLqiEQ/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B156-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the next thing we know....Reed is feeding baby Jesus!! OMG, we all died laughing! It was even more funny to me, because this came out of the blue, he has never even tried to do this with one of his stuffed animals. I guess he just thought baby Jesus wanted some milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IvqnZyqX3L8/TxHzOmspGOI/AAAAAAAACWI/B6b3f6S4dL4/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B157-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697602435831896290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IvqnZyqX3L8/TxHzOmspGOI/AAAAAAAACWI/B6b3f6S4dL4/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B157-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Present time.....the first thing Reed opened was this giant castle that has over 70 pieces! We haven't tackled putting this together yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-glxfeM8jk7c/TxHzOOcRquI/AAAAAAAACV8/5yH2qopAb7Q/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B161-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697602429320800994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-glxfeM8jk7c/TxHzOOcRquI/AAAAAAAACV8/5yH2qopAb7Q/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B161-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This isn't the best picture, but Reed &amp;amp; Graham got these cute stuffed animals from Branden. You press their hands and they play recorded messages from Branden. Reed loves hearing his Uncle Branden through is camo bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1e9Qvk21Rs/TxHzNuu6MfI/AAAAAAAACVw/lD7d-XrjyWY/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B163-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697602420809019890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1e9Qvk21Rs/TxHzNuu6MfI/AAAAAAAACVw/lD7d-XrjyWY/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B163-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More legos! This is a Cars set that has Mac, Doc &amp;amp; Lightning McQueen. It is definitely a favorite right now. Reed loves legos, I feel like we have almost every set you can buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9DGst-5ZZc/TxHzNtArvLI/AAAAAAAACVk/ZQfTnfhkBpM/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B171-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697602420346698930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9DGst-5ZZc/TxHzNtArvLI/AAAAAAAACVk/ZQfTnfhkBpM/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B171-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reed also loves camo. Gigi got him a new pair of camo pants and before we could blink he had his pants off wanting the camo pants on! Crazy kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQKxIDkW4R8/TxHxDWGmRaI/AAAAAAAACVY/w-Rwdv_q3GI/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B178-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600043375543714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQKxIDkW4R8/TxHxDWGmRaI/AAAAAAAACVY/w-Rwdv_q3GI/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B178-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reed got this cool road mat to drive his trucks and cars on. Before Christmas he was always asking us to build a road for his cars, so this has been great to have! He also got an ambulance and a tow truck the light up and make noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fGy42R0eEfM/TxHxCgZssOI/AAAAAAAACVM/XYsIeLkhdnI/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B180-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600028960141538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fGy42R0eEfM/TxHxCgZssOI/AAAAAAAACVM/XYsIeLkhdnI/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B180-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dress Up time! Reed got a policeman &amp;amp; fireman outfit. He is constantly telling us we are under arrest and putting hand cuffs on us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9QCN2KMem8/TxHxCZPYibI/AAAAAAAACVA/hzA4U_aEqsk/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B187-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600027037829554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9QCN2KMem8/TxHxCZPYibI/AAAAAAAACVA/hzA4U_aEqsk/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B187-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reed made Papa be a policeman while he was the fireman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qLlYpIPt6i4/TxHxCCuzvOI/AAAAAAAACU0/0E4k8na_Akg/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600020995620066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qLlYpIPt6i4/TxHxCCuzvOI/AAAAAAAACU0/0E4k8na_Akg/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A great ending to a great Christmas! This year was so much fun! Seeing Christmas through the eyes of a 2 year old is the best and being able to hold a precious one month old at the same time is priceless! We are truly blessed with amazing families! I just can't wait to see what Christmas 2012 will look like!&lt;/p&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/6625971963595931695-7359513411407584302?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7359513411407584302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7359513411407584302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7359513411407584302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7359513411407584302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-with-papa-gigi.html' title='Christmas with Papa &amp; Gigi'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5TQpRIpOFY/TxH2B-31v7I/AAAAAAAACWs/bFrGV_UQZbo/s72-c/Christmas%2B2011%2B137-EDIT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-3599866354327516584</id><published>2012-01-14T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T09:37:09.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at Gran &amp; Grandads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next up was Christmas at my Mom's house! We had a great lunch together and opened up gifts. Again Reed always knows right where the toys are at each house and he is always the center of attention! This silly hat is one of his favorites at my Mom's house, along with the legos that he dumps out everywhere! :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiuR3ccnLno/TxHM1T9h5qI/AAAAAAAACUo/H3kb53lPjuM/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B094-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697560219863869090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiuR3ccnLno/TxHM1T9h5qI/AAAAAAAACUo/H3kb53lPjuM/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B094-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little bear, rocking chair is something I was played with as a kid, Reed had fun playing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQq7kVwKszA/TxHMVypzO6I/AAAAAAAACUc/d5EJ1SlwHXI/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B097-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697559678346804130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQq7kVwKszA/TxHMVypzO6I/AAAAAAAACUc/d5EJ1SlwHXI/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B097-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the playroom, Mom &amp;amp; Steve had a big choo-choo train set up around another tree, Reed loved it and spent a lot of time in there with Grandad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697559666720991698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q1TlJTGXXJU/TxHMVHV_adI/AAAAAAAACT4/LXGp5j0ty4A/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B095-edit.jpg" /&gt;Present time, we all set back and watched Reed open up all his gifts. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697559675531104354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gEffc33GwfI/TxHMVoKfEGI/AAAAAAAACUM/gmivktLKUK0/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B102.JPG" /&gt;Amy got him this adorable dog sleeping bag, with his name on it.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQucCx9P90I/TxHMVHlOCNI/AAAAAAAACUE/ho7KYTuNE2k/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B114-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697559666784864466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQucCx9P90I/TxHMVHlOCNI/AAAAAAAACUE/ho7KYTuNE2k/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B114-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another Mater truck! I think he was looking at all the pictures on the box. These little trucks and cars are really neat. They are a great size and the more you shake them the faster they go. Reed is constantly playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697558621997400210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IusCq1gdMcc/TxHLYTcegJI/AAAAAAAACTI/GqEwqz1zr4M/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B117-edit.jpg" /&gt;I think Reed's favorite present of all, or at least it got the best reaction was this Olivia set. I don't know why or how it really started but this is Reed's VERY favorite cartoon (a cartoon about a family of pigs)! He loves having the whole family and their car to drive them around in. He usually runs to get them when he is watching them on tv. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697558626577024802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ht0N0yRHuJM/TxHLYkgWByI/AAAAAAAACTU/_DxdBVAdvJU/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B120-edit.jpg" /&gt;Graham in his little Santa outfit!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697558640721276546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBnO0Nw83vI/TxHLZZMmLoI/AAAAAAAACTk/x5h2ni1I6-8/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B126-edit.jpg" /&gt;Gran, Reed &amp;amp; Graham&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697558657192456642" border="0" alt="" align="center" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDd6czdWSD0/TxHLaWjoccI/AAAAAAAACTs/DL48GIR813U/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B129-edit.jpg" /&gt;Reed got lots more I didn't get pictures of and Graham got clothes and some great toys he will soon be able to play with. With had a great time spending the afternoon with Mom, Steve &amp;amp; Amy! If you can't tell Reed and Graham are to very spoiled and loved little boys. We are so thankful for great family that takes care of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/6625971963595931695-3599866354327516584?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3599866354327516584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=3599866354327516584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/3599866354327516584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/3599866354327516584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-at-gran-grandads.html' title='Christmas at Gran &amp; Grandads'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiuR3ccnLno/TxHM1T9h5qI/AAAAAAAACUo/H3kb53lPjuM/s72-c/Christmas%2B2011%2B094-edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4565578130766111401</id><published>2012-01-14T09:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T10:32:08.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before Graham was born I spent SO much time trying to find matching pajamas that I loved. Their sizes are so different right now I didn't have luck finding matching ones, but I found coordinating ones and I think they turned out pretty cute. Reed decided he would hold Graham for a quick picture and I was so excited to get a cute one! I am sure they will both hate me one day for taking this picture! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BT3ZJs1ZMhk/TxG9KaM1EHI/AAAAAAAACS8/HXWd9iuWZlY/s1600/258-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697542990129860722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BT3ZJs1ZMhk/TxG9KaM1EHI/AAAAAAAACS8/HXWd9iuWZlY/s400/258-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After this we were off to bed so Santa could come. We talked to Reed a lot about Santa and how it would all work and he seemed to understand, and for weeks he had been saying, "Santa is bringing me a helmet (football helmet)!" That is all he wanted he said! On Christmas morning though Reed seemed to be confused (maybe just overwhelmed)! He kept saying, "Who bought this?" Which is one of his favorite questions right now. We had to keep telling him that Santa came. I know if he totally got it this year, but it was so fun watching him get excited about every gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed's gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697540578383615346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CcaKaouOlJ8/TxG6-Bvt1XI/AAAAAAAACS0/d5VrhibNFPU/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B002-edit.jpg" /&gt; Everyone else's gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XSdSJ4Dvdxw/TxG695OMM8I/AAAAAAAACSk/RuqmqkS5-cg/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B003-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697540576095515586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XSdSJ4Dvdxw/TxG695OMM8I/AAAAAAAACSk/RuqmqkS5-cg/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B003-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reed was super excited about his 4-wheeler! He got one just like Daddy's! He already has a jeep to ride outside, but it doesn't go very fast a we are constantly helping him get unstuck because it doesn't have good traction. I didn't want to spend a lot of money on another big toy, but I was super excited when I found this on Craigslist (it looks brand new &amp;amp; we saved $100)! It has a turbo speed and goes up to 5 mph. Reed loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suZqPODdjTE/TxG69BhqtvI/AAAAAAAACSY/C-KwFN-nh0w/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B009-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697540561144821490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suZqPODdjTE/TxG69BhqtvI/AAAAAAAACSY/C-KwFN-nh0w/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B009-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After running over all of his gifts and ramming into the dining room table across the room! Reed decided to open his stocking first. Toothpaste, bath crayons, movies, candy &amp;amp; more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mGLU1du3vgE/TxG685SX48I/AAAAAAAACSM/vLlROHBP_lQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697540558933189570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mGLU1du3vgE/TxG685SX48I/AAAAAAAACSM/vLlROHBP_lQ/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next up! Santa brought a Razorback helmet and a whole razorback outfit including pads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697539122409584738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Y3kAFnnHos/TxG5pR0dOGI/AAAAAAAACR0/LS6ktkYVXLk/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B021-edit.jpg" /&gt;Can you see that smile? He was so happy to finally have his helmet!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697539117048503698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ELwAJKvn7M/TxG5o92RnZI/AAAAAAAACRk/kuQrurKphYY/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B022-edit.jpg" /&gt;Our little football player (and crazy dog, that had to be right in the middle of the action).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697539114276279058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jIGgBo5eKyA/TxG5ozhU0xI/AAAAAAAACRc/Wo3jdIAw0es/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B027-edit.jpg" /&gt;A toolbox! Josh's parents started a special tradition with him &amp;amp; his brother where they bought a nice tool for them every Christmas. So Josh wanted to do the same for Reed &amp;amp; Graham. I love the idea, it was so nice for us to have so many great tools when we got married. This year we got them each a small tool box to start off with and Reed also got a set of screwdrivers.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697538333215360786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7DGnmhC0vQ/TxG47V15BxI/AAAAAAAACRQ/98VliedKLCA/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B034-edit.jpg" /&gt; Fishing game! Which by the way is the best $3.88 I ever spent, thank you Black Friday! Reed loves this game and is really good at it! It is actually kind of hard and makes me dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697538319861523234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bi0_UDUIxzA/TxG46kGFoyI/AAAAAAAACRE/_H2xjZ9NqwA/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B046-edit.jpg" /&gt;Graham hung out in my lap while Reed opened his gifts and then woke up just in time to watch big brother open his!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697539130762170338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oyiOXXtwsLk/TxG5pw73j-I/AAAAAAAACSA/rX5Q02yBeaU/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B015-edit.jpg" /&gt; Watching big brother open his new cell phone he will get to play and chew on in a couple of months (can I just say it is REALLY hard to buy for a 1 month old). Santa couldn't not bring him something though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rHL698z15tU/TxG46HDi7JI/AAAAAAAACQ4/6BVI4y4qSpA/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B053-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697538312066231442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rHL698z15tU/TxG46HDi7JI/AAAAAAAACQ4/6BVI4y4qSpA/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B053-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching very intently! So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPoTYkdzO1w/TxG45yal1-I/AAAAAAAACQs/nzo0ZRh9ldk/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B062-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697538306525747170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPoTYkdzO1w/TxG45yal1-I/AAAAAAAACQs/nzo0ZRh9ldk/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B062-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; my boys Such a special day! I love Christmas at home, just the 4 of us! Something I always dreamed of, but still can't believe I have 2 kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8pV5lcJPzE/TxG4JDZT1zI/AAAAAAAACQg/lhEM7ddIcwg/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B068-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697537469270185778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8pV5lcJPzE/TxG4JDZT1zI/AAAAAAAACQg/lhEM7ddIcwg/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B068-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Reed made it through opening gifts, but could not wait to get outside and ride his 4-wheeler, no matter how cold it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VemM0ClEWR4/TxG4I3hDnrI/AAAAAAAACQQ/prbnR8RrIRI/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B072-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697537466081451698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VemM0ClEWR4/TxG4I3hDnrI/AAAAAAAACQQ/prbnR8RrIRI/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B072-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Graham took another nap while Reed played with all his toys and we ate breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pybl-guCbMg/TxG4IjZK38I/AAAAAAAACQI/DjO43btK3Oc/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B075-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697537460679663554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pybl-guCbMg/TxG4IjZK38I/AAAAAAAACQI/DjO43btK3Oc/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B075-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how Reed ran around all morning! He loves being a football player and tackling Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc-F7qe0oaI/TxG4IStX3tI/AAAAAAAACP8/KN8j-JdRd60/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B087-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697537456200998610" border="0" alt="" align="center" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc-F7qe0oaI/TxG4IStX3tI/AAAAAAAACP8/KN8j-JdRd60/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B087-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great morning together as a family and then we packed up and headed to Sheridan for the day for Christmas lunch at Grans and dinner at Gigis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-4565578130766111401?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4565578130766111401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4565578130766111401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4565578130766111401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4565578130766111401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BT3ZJs1ZMhk/TxG9KaM1EHI/AAAAAAAACS8/HXWd9iuWZlY/s72-c/258-edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-532747979962017082</id><published>2012-01-14T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T09:09:24.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve at Papaw's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas eve we headed to my Dad's for Christmas #2. It was just us, so it was very laid back and simple. As soon as we got there Reed went straight for the toys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697263257298772882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prz_3cFh0PU/TxC-v0Mto5I/AAAAAAAACPY/YyhoSrDh2PY/s400/205.JPG" /&gt;Then it was time for presents. Reed got a Mobigo, which is a small computer, gaming type system. He loves it and I was amazed how well he could work it, considering he is not a techie kiddo. He also got a Cars game to go with it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697263240922932994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2E8z58kNTZk/TxC-u3MaJwI/AAAAAAAACPA/sA_m7yvhoFQ/s400/214-edit.jpg" /&gt;He also got a play computer that he likes to get out when I am working on my laptop.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697263243012692162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFP7ohD9t3o/TxC-u--pWMI/AAAAAAAACO0/nP8hNI_iUrw/s400/221-edit.jpg" /&gt;Showing Aunt Amy how to work the Mobigo.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697262145593759698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pjgx3JuIS9I/TxC9vGxlV9I/AAAAAAAACOo/TZ7Ez6l5tUw/s400/229.JPG" /&gt;Graham in his little elve shirt&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_VheF5msPA/TxC_SPyFqPI/AAAAAAAACPw/yF9IBnRrpaE/s1600/200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697263848818845938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_VheF5msPA/TxC_SPyFqPI/AAAAAAAACPw/yF9IBnRrpaE/s400/200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Amy &amp;amp; Graham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4doz0fI5j8/TxC_Rz9E1WI/AAAAAAAACPk/PRIAKl67YGg/s1600/202-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697263841348736354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4doz0fI5j8/TxC_Rz9E1WI/AAAAAAAACPk/PRIAKl67YGg/s400/202-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another attempt at a family picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697263252566862962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JO4Ok-Ch-NU/TxC-vikibHI/AAAAAAAACPM/YspIo3Hr_w4/s400/210-edit.jpg" /&gt; Papaw &amp;amp; Reed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4BVM1kxNJ8Y/TxC9uru15FI/AAAAAAAACOc/LJVRLXwNjpQ/s1600/234-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697262138334504018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4BVM1kxNJ8Y/TxC9uru15FI/AAAAAAAACOc/LJVRLXwNjpQ/s400/234-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nina &amp;amp; Reed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcAWZzgJBHI/TxC9uGOLhUI/AAAAAAAACOQ/XMWminpGWoA/s1600/235-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697262128265397570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcAWZzgJBHI/TxC9uGOLhUI/AAAAAAAACOQ/XMWminpGWoA/s400/235-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Amy &amp;amp; her favorite nephews again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JIA2za_RsAA/TxC9t7NcZaI/AAAAAAAACOE/DmBeFwU6pDQ/s1600/237-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697262125309519266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JIA2za_RsAA/TxC9t7NcZaI/AAAAAAAACOE/DmBeFwU6pDQ/s400/237-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you notice Reed always has a normal, cute face with everyone but us! He always has to make his cheese face! Silly boy! We had a great time with Dad &amp;amp; Donna, it was nice to have a relaxed night before the big day!&lt;/div&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/6625971963595931695-532747979962017082?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/532747979962017082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=532747979962017082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/532747979962017082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/532747979962017082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-eve-at-papaws.html' title='Christmas Eve at Papaw&apos;s'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prz_3cFh0PU/TxC-v0Mto5I/AAAAAAAACPY/YyhoSrDh2PY/s72-c/205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-679326506044700549</id><published>2012-01-13T14:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:20:51.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve....more family traditions made</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First up a Happy Birthday Jesus cake. I felt like this would be one good way to help Reed understand the real meaning of Christmas and something we can do every year together as a family. Reed helped me bake the cake. He loves anything he can spray, so lets just say there was no way this cake was sticking to the pan! :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUcdrxN3w94/TxC401ArCBI/AAAAAAAACN4/3PBq1AuwD8s/s1600/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697256746346285074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUcdrxN3w94/TxC401ArCBI/AAAAAAAACN4/3PBq1AuwD8s/s400/193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decorated the cake while Reed took a nap and Reed help add a few sprinkles (or a lot)! I am not a professional cake decorator, so don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-APWGloE1KTM/TxC40nmSOHI/AAAAAAAACNs/4jjadxsh1Bs/s1600/DSC01960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697256742745946226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-APWGloE1KTM/TxC40nmSOHI/AAAAAAAACNs/4jjadxsh1Bs/s400/DSC01960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KTP70fctZI/TxC40TojXMI/AAAAAAAACNg/bO6EeqftJWo/s1600/DSC01964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697256737386749122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KTP70fctZI/TxC40TojXMI/AAAAAAAACNg/bO6EeqftJWo/s400/DSC01964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think the cake turned out great and Reed loved it. He was so excited about singing Happy Birthday to Jesus...so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-giB4gWfq2f0/TxC4RUFvPjI/AAAAAAAACNY/H6ik9UIgwbc/s1600/DSC01966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697256136213741106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-giB4gWfq2f0/TxC4RUFvPjI/AAAAAAAACNY/H6ik9UIgwbc/s400/DSC01966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reed blowing out the candle for Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81evbeY6gLM/TxC4RLhepgI/AAAAAAAACNE/kUFgNxj3siY/s1600/DSC01967-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697256133914174978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81evbeY6gLM/TxC4RLhepgI/AAAAAAAACNE/kUFgNxj3siY/s400/DSC01967-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Eve morning, along with baking a cake, we also prepared cookies for Santa. I took the easy way out and bought the pre-made ones, but it worked out great because Reed could really do them all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPsGLqj7TvU/TxC4Qw7cV6I/AAAAAAAACM8/WyaKYCwEUDE/s1600/190-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697256126775318434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPsGLqj7TvU/TxC4Qw7cV6I/AAAAAAAACM8/WyaKYCwEUDE/s400/190-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In true Reed fashion I turned around and he was eating the cookie dough! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iVgMQo7VTTI/TxC4QoeGVLI/AAAAAAAACMw/GdeSoaHpTeA/s1600/191-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697256124504757426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iVgMQo7VTTI/TxC4QoeGVLI/AAAAAAAACMw/GdeSoaHpTeA/s400/191-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Placing the cookies on the plate, I won't mention how many got eaten...Reed loves cookies like his Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljfCbvfO7Ck/TxC3He22SAI/AAAAAAAACMk/w80XRgECkGI/s1600/194-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697254867793758210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljfCbvfO7Ck/TxC3He22SAI/AAAAAAAACMk/w80XRgECkGI/s400/194-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-46CtGIZZHNw/TxC3HFACt-I/AAAAAAAACMY/RA4wrkOlvoI/s1600/199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697254860853000162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-46CtGIZZHNw/TxC3HFACt-I/AAAAAAAACMY/RA4wrkOlvoI/s400/199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having another cookie....he didn't want to smile with the cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_b20jnT3Onk/TxC3GOCkAxI/AAAAAAAACMQ/qqWuyLemGFU/s1600/DSC01969-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697254846099620626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_b20jnT3Onk/TxC3GOCkAxI/AAAAAAAACMQ/qqWuyLemGFU/s400/DSC01969-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few cookies &amp;amp; milk for Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RRivIqFpGgc/TxC3F9C2WmI/AAAAAAAACMA/fuorNvWuvXE/s1600/DSC01976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697254841537419874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RRivIqFpGgc/TxC3F9C2WmI/AAAAAAAACMA/fuorNvWuvXE/s400/DSC01976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6625971963595931695-679326506044700549?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/679326506044700549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=679326506044700549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/679326506044700549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/679326506044700549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-evemore-family-traditions.html' title='Christmas Eve....more family traditions made'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUcdrxN3w94/TxC401ArCBI/AAAAAAAACN4/3PBq1AuwD8s/s72-c/193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-9062236137614906892</id><published>2012-01-11T12:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:55:14.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the Christmas post begin! Since the 1st of January life as been a little crazy because I had to close the books for year end, along with lots of year end projects that I had to complete. Graham and I spent several days at the office and Aunt Amy was nice enough to come over and help out a couple of days. As of today I am done...finally, so I am going to try to catch the blog up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the last several years we have had the Baker/Sites/Witherow Christmas at our house on Christmas Eve. Our church has a wonderful candlelight service that we all attend and then come back to our house to exchange a few small gifts and eat of course. Well this year we decided to attend the service on Christmas Eve Eve. I think it worked out great, we got to spread out the fun and not cram everything in, in such a short period of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family picture at church.....the best we got!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697248588309554626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txbh2cEB3Cw/TxCxZ99JZcI/AAAAAAAACL0/zzrVsjAxOng/s400/104-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Back at the house, Reed helping Gran decorate a snowman cookie cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ni7t8I6LMo/TxCuQE3VoJI/AAAAAAAACLo/oAhO6rZSOko/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697245119830663314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ni7t8I6LMo/TxCuQE3VoJI/AAAAAAAACLo/oAhO6rZSOko/s400/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the food, at one point I was afraid we weren't going to have enough....umm I think we had plenty for 7 people! We decided just to do appetizers since it was so late and everything was SO good! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697243255019353762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VlVb2fHakhk/TxCsjh5rNqI/AAAAAAAACKs/NL1NxH5qpYA/s400/128-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Present time! I didn't get many pictures at this point, but this is Reed opening up is Hungry Hippo game, that he loves playing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697243259245584034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3-ePpNfMePk/TxCsjxpSXqI/AAAAAAAACLE/GnuxbNh5z60/s400/146-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing Hungry Hippo with Grandad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697239812659837522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_mEKoTYybo/TxCpbKHNelI/AAAAAAAACKE/zjOvuxH3Bk8/s400/158-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Graham &amp;amp; Daddy hanging out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697245116326111682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KWb_zB9LfYM/TxCuP3zyacI/AAAAAAAACLc/p7fedUq7eNk/s400/125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gran &amp;amp; Reed.....everyone always says they look a lot alike. I definitely see it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697243256747335634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oxS9eUq8HXY/TxCsjoVqH9I/AAAAAAAACK0/k3JWEkLL3dA/s400/133-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Graham &amp;amp; Gigi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697239811646491906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCrl77dJCMo/TxCpbGVnDQI/AAAAAAAACKU/WPSnKrm8vGA/s400/155-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aunt Amy &amp;amp; her favorite nephews!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697239808733818786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7U-fPqCXwg/TxCpa7fLL6I/AAAAAAAACJ8/DfbIDQ1op3c/s400/164-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sisters...I did have heels on and Amy already had her shoes off (I am really not a giant)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697243276597724898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07aF1-GjprE/TxCskySXBuI/AAAAAAAACLQ/hHIwc47yV_I/s400/151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; her girls (I took my shoes off before this one)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wiUQrPRI0c/TxCpbu8wHLI/AAAAAAAACKc/HBqrc793PLE/s1600/153-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697239822548081842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wiUQrPRI0c/TxCpbu8wHLI/AAAAAAAACKc/HBqrc793PLE/s400/153-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-9062236137614906892?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/9062236137614906892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=9062236137614906892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/9062236137614906892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/9062236137614906892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-eve-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve Eve'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txbh2cEB3Cw/TxCxZ99JZcI/AAAAAAAACL0/zzrVsjAxOng/s72-c/104-edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7615435599759242566</id><published>2011-12-28T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T06:00:06.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How is it possible that Graham is already a month old? Time as flown by! He is such a sweet little guy and already spoiled rotten by everyone. We can't imagine life without him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2VgWJ7Pkuw/TvxZef7vUZI/AAAAAAAACJU/KMYwI21KNP8/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691522409592476050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2VgWJ7Pkuw/TvxZef7vUZI/AAAAAAAACJU/KMYwI21KNP8/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At birth we thought Graham looked completely different from Reed, but the older he gets the more similarities we can see. They have so many of the same features, but still look different. They have the same nose, mouth and chin for sure. Right now we think they have different eyes, Graham's seem to be more round like mine, but right now they seem to be getting lighter like they may be blue like Reed and Josh. They also have different hair lines and of course Graham has quite a bit more hair than Reed did. The verdict is still out on whether he will lose it or not like Reed did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691521838628979810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mC7tG0wMGEo/TvxY9Q7bxGI/AAAAAAAACIo/Hmpc1P3O_WE/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B243.JPG" /&gt;Some of the pictures I took are kind of blurry. I am not the best at taking pictures of a squirmy infant. But this one I had to post to show the chubby double chin. He looks so big here, but when you see Reed at this age, Graham looks skinny! Reed was CHUBBY!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqqAJRZ7f90/TvxZdl242wI/AAAAAAAACI8/AsTOw7-Uc9Q/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B220-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691522394002873090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqqAJRZ7f90/TvxZdl242wI/AAAAAAAACI8/AsTOw7-Uc9Q/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B220-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Graham is getting very strong, holding up his head and bearing some weight on his legs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-romMaUi7I04/TvxY-Hr_SrI/AAAAAAAACIw/SaPISOhSZsw/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B227-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691521853328149170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-romMaUi7I04/TvxY-Hr_SrI/AAAAAAAACIw/SaPISOhSZsw/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B227-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is wearing size 1 diapers. I moved him up maybe a little early around 2 1/2 weeks, but I learned with Reed how fast they grow and I didn't want to open another box of newborn diapers. Wearing all 0-3 clothes, I have already cleaned out the newborn clothes! Reed was still wearing newborn clothes at this point, although he looked bigger, I think Graham is longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFpT3uKENR4/TvxY9CSymnI/AAAAAAAACIY/9eSo_Opd-ok/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691521834700413554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFpT3uKENR4/TvxY9CSymnI/AAAAAAAACIY/9eSo_Opd-ok/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still getting up mostly every 3 to 3 1/2 hours at night. He as had a couple of longer stretches between feedings but he either hasn't been sleeping during the longer stretches or I have been holding him. By this point Reed was only getting up once a night, so I am doing my best to tell myself it won't last forever. The biggest problem right now is he doesn't like to go to sleep after he eats at night. So a lot of times I just have to end up holding him to get any sleep. Graham and I sleep in our bedroom and the couch as become Josh's bed so he can get good rest to go to work. Thankfully I function pretty well on little sleep and its a good thing since I normally get at most 4 to 6 hours of broken sleep....it soon will pass! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During the day he will go longer than 3 hours a lot of the time, but I usually wake him up. I don't go longer than 4 hours during the day. I really think he still has his days and nights mixed up. The last few nights we have purposely kept him up after 8 o'clock or so and I feed him at 10. He has still be staying awake until midnight or so, but going back to sleep after the middle of the night feedings better. So far EVERY day has been different, but we will get to a schedule eventually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opboMitK-jc/TvxY84wSPiI/AAAAAAAACIM/E9nYFUwoZ6k/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691521832139767330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opboMitK-jc/TvxY84wSPiI/AAAAAAAACIM/E9nYFUwoZ6k/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just starting to see a few smiles in the last couple of days! I caught a couple, but the pictures are blurry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_r4McLNXTRA/TvwnRoKKapI/AAAAAAAACIA/KjJteuOlzKg/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B258-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691467212880767634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_r4McLNXTRA/TvwnRoKKapI/AAAAAAAACIA/KjJteuOlzKg/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B258-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The biggest difference for me so far is that Graham spits up WAY more than Reed ever did. I literally barely used a burp clothes with Reed and never had to think about packing extra outfits. However, I always have to have burp cloths and extra clothes on hand with Graham. He doesn't really projectile and it is not really a lot, but if you are not ready you might get wet. It also causes quite a bit of fussiness, but I have learned when to make him burp. I now know what the fussy sounds are when he just needs to burp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFXV0zmkuzc/TvwnQwZZ4JI/AAAAAAAACH0/VuYByxXsjAA/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691467197912309906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oFXV0zmkuzc/TvwnQwZZ4JI/AAAAAAAACH0/VuYByxXsjAA/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loves bath time. As long as the water is warm he doesn't fuss at all and will just lay there. We have been bathing him ever other night with Reed and Reed loves sharing the bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691467191572316802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xafkwMG7x9I/TvwnQYx1QoI/AAAAAAAACHc/UyxCzwzjnck/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B269-EDIT.jpg" /&gt;Loves the big Mam paci like his brother. I tried every kind again and he liked the 6 month Mam paci right off the bat like Reed. It took me 10 weeks to discover it with Reed and only 2 with Graham! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691466472705767282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qSCljhUcb7Y/TvwmmiysN3I/AAAAAAAACHE/HykKCrFdgS8/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B273-EDIT.jpg" /&gt; Becoming more and more alert and staying awake a lot longer during the day. He turns his head towards our voices and will just look at us with his sweet little face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LzaneTTV8c/Tvwmlrq91KI/AAAAAAAACGs/5QkErRYjHSU/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691466457909417122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LzaneTTV8c/Tvwmlrq91KI/AAAAAAAACGs/5QkErRYjHSU/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course I had to add a picture with the bear, just like we did with Reed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBWNbLdBd80/Tvwl4rBI-kI/AAAAAAAACGg/ZRpH1Jcbujc/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B284.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691465663358703282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UuVzV00-j1Q/Tvwl3bvUFrI/AAAAAAAACF8/o8vMEdJO22Y/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B294-EDIT.jpg" /&gt;Now for the Graham, Reed comparison! As you can see Reed was our little chubby, white guy! Graham has stayed more olive, not sure where he gets that, because Josh and I are as white as they come! :) So fun to see how much they look alike, but still so different (eventually I will learn how to but the pictures side by side maybe)! You can see Reed's complete 1 month post &lt;a href="http://www.joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009_05_10_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more pictures.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691466458849248962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IO93yImCGA/TvwmlvLChsI/AAAAAAAACG4/zKcsB6D9710/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B277-EDIT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691540119517595506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgZRNsRzNYg/TvxplWi7B3I/AAAAAAAACJg/ERZtm_tfvTQ/s400/DSC01208.JPG" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UuVzV00-j1Q/Tvwl3bvUFrI/AAAAAAAACF8/o8vMEdJO22Y/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B294-EDIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691540129464026546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rC6Wv9mY7x0/Tvxpl7mVhbI/AAAAAAAACJs/2dneTQ4cwks/s400/DSC01222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMgdKftbXGY/TvwnQuTsXHI/AAAAAAAACHk/VdJ0PE5iPD4/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691467197351484530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMgdKftbXGY/TvwnQuTsXHI/AAAAAAAACHk/VdJ0PE5iPD4/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two of the most precious faces I have ever seen! Adjusting to two boys has been pretty easy so far and of course Reed being an amazing big brother is really what as made it so easy! He is crazy about Graham and hasn't been jealous for one second. We are so BLESSED and can't wait to see what the future holds for our family of 4!&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/6625971963595931695-7615435599759242566?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7615435599759242566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7615435599759242566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7615435599759242566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7615435599759242566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/1-month-old.html' title='1 Month Old'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2VgWJ7Pkuw/TvxZef7vUZI/AAAAAAAACJU/KMYwI21KNP8/s72-c/Christmas%2B2011%2B210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7552809160645063861</id><published>2011-12-28T19:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:17:36.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Weeks Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will do a more formal update on Graham's 1 Month Post, but I wanted to post these pictures so you can compare how much he grew in 2 weeks! I have these Picky Sticky Numbers I will be using each month to document, new fun stuff they didn't have when Reed was born!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ghORk5lNtb8/Tvv2aWhq-LI/AAAAAAAACFw/PK7i-XohJeA/s1600/GSB%2B193-EDIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691413486696593586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ghORk5lNtb8/Tvv2aWhq-LI/AAAAAAAACFw/PK7i-XohJeA/s400/GSB%2B193-EDIT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vBIF85SH4R4/TvvlBA2rbvI/AAAAAAAACFk/712EAfhwgx4/s1600/GSB%2B191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691394359684722418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vBIF85SH4R4/TvvlBA2rbvI/AAAAAAAACFk/712EAfhwgx4/s400/GSB%2B191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691389842335052658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-olmtDpcJ228/Tvvg6Eals3I/AAAAAAAACEE/6OVxHuXGWhY/s400/GSB%2B211.JPG" /&gt;Already pulling his head up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691389853984559266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUyDXzQDfyM/Tvvg6v0DEKI/AAAAAAAACEY/LpqJiL-IxNs/s400/GSB%2B221.JPG" /&gt; So little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691394152803541586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMFmGBes5Kg/Tvvk0-KXIlI/AAAAAAAACFA/6IKVSlvyehg/s400/GSB%2B206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-7552809160645063861?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7552809160645063861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7552809160645063861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7552809160645063861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7552809160645063861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/2-weeks-old.html' title='2 Weeks Old'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ghORk5lNtb8/Tvv2aWhq-LI/AAAAAAAACFw/PK7i-XohJeA/s72-c/GSB%2B193-EDIT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4519952499784597762</id><published>2011-12-28T17:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T19:23:28.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone Pics from the first few weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second night home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_hNY-gOQ3M/TvvFsKcH57I/AAAAAAAACD0/NP3oaRZJcKY/s1600/sleeping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691359916619982770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_hNY-gOQ3M/TvvFsKcH57I/AAAAAAAACD0/NP3oaRZJcKY/s400/sleeping.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outfit that Gran got me, only wore it once! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cy0-7Ocv-LE/TvvCBgEAEsI/AAAAAAAACAg/sjmUq_b_T5I/s1600/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691355885155128002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cy0-7Ocv-LE/TvvCBgEAEsI/AAAAAAAACAg/sjmUq_b_T5I/s400/02.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a sweet face (not an i-phone pic, but had to slip it in).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TfoibJDf2Gw/TvvCA7rGscI/AAAAAAAACAE/xmOo8pXRMnw/s1600/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691355875387027906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TfoibJDf2Gw/TvvCA7rGscI/AAAAAAAACAE/xmOo8pXRMnw/s400/146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Deer Hunting Shirt, Daddy bought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691359915399285074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LORKw2HSayI/TvvFsF5FiVI/AAAAAAAACDs/lnSrb5O36WY/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;First time in the bouncy seat, holding his own paci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691355877138703266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4KbaVWJtwI/TvvCBCMvI6I/AAAAAAAACAU/NouqKrzg_80/s400/DSC00773.JPG" /&gt; Paci face, this paci didn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn61EISyVSE/TvvDOqEyFDI/AAAAAAAACBk/GmA_tQX5dPQ/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691357210692686898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn61EISyVSE/TvvDOqEyFDI/AAAAAAAACBk/GmA_tQX5dPQ/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This paci is the favorite, just like big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691357898913679458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ip2mHd2968U/TvvD2t5dCGI/AAAAAAAACCY/6Lo4vnliKuo/s400/15.JPG" /&gt; Reed wore this same outfit, you can compare them &lt;a href="http://www.joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009_05_10_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691356352504815474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2J4epoTUt_Q/TvvCctE2X3I/AAAAAAAACAs/9JH57m9pkUU/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;Getting his hair done by big brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691356352359150642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2RRauldfuI/TvvCcsiHtDI/AAAAAAAACA4/MlWvB1cb5yw/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;Another one of Reed's outfits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691357211648942626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tGaQx_tdStY/TvvDOtoxYiI/AAAAAAAACBc/oNJ7ogxF9SE/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;First time at church only 6 days old.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691356363405589586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbitYEoJ5PQ/TvvCdVry_FI/AAAAAAAACBE/U3h1Kyl-B7U/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;Funny Face&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ak97iMZzgtk/TvvCdpJV1XI/AAAAAAAACBQ/brYkBwI7yuo/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691356368629781874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ak97iMZzgtk/TvvCdpJV1XI/AAAAAAAACBQ/brYkBwI7yuo/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleeping on the couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691357904046018594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5b1XAvIMmME/TvvD3BBGUCI/AAAAAAAACCg/FbvcSVfydY4/s400/18.JPG" /&gt;Sleeping in Mommy's arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h10lOdI1uRw/TvvEUR0vcWI/AAAAAAAACDc/x2lpXXvGegE/s1600/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691358406773797218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h10lOdI1uRw/TvvEUR0vcWI/AAAAAAAACDc/x2lpXXvGegE/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After bath, can you see how curly his hair is when it is wet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691357214047899874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZfE1Jhj7AI/TvvDO2kukOI/AAAAAAAACB0/B5CMN092R_U/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;10 seconds later and he is out!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691357223532984258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLhDDGjxZSg/TvvDPZ6Jd8I/AAAAAAAACCA/9Jq_zW_S7v4/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;Kind of a smile, cutie pie!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691357910830039762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdZDitTAFxk/TvvD3aSiQtI/AAAAAAAACCw/cX-mcl5si5s/s400/20.JPG" /&gt;All ready to go shopping with Mommy on a cold day!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691358393757358706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdXark4VjBM/TvvEThVYWnI/AAAAAAAACC8/_630u-OKMiQ/s400/21.JPG" /&gt; Hanging out with Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691355871734755186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dmzKqtNSqKs/TvvCAuEVb3I/AAAAAAAAB_8/Tfu2RlKYnIE/s400/wth%2Bdaddy%2B2.JPG" /&gt;Hanging out with Big Brother in front of the tree! Reed loves him SO much and always wants to be right beside him! Makes my heart melt!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691357896050320626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mOpeEuYuaYA/TvvD2jOxpPI/AAAAAAAACCM/iMzA1cbnDUU/s400/14.JPG" /&gt; Worn out after the Christmas Eve Service at Church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VENZZ-bTLHI/TvvEUcxZqTI/AAAAAAAACDU/6v1lKCafiuY/s1600/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691358409712576818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VENZZ-bTLHI/TvvEUcxZqTI/AAAAAAAACDU/6v1lKCafiuY/s400/24.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I picked this outfit out just for Christmas before he was born and it looked cuter than I ever imagined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCvivvXFt3U/TvvETkz4uwI/AAAAAAAACDI/WSdG4Nhp2YA/s1600/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691358394690616066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCvivvXFt3U/TvvETkz4uwI/AAAAAAAACDI/WSdG4Nhp2YA/s400/23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6625971963595931695-4519952499784597762?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4519952499784597762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4519952499784597762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4519952499784597762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4519952499784597762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/phone-pics-from-first-few-weeks.html' title='Phone Pics from the first few weeks!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_hNY-gOQ3M/TvvFsKcH57I/AAAAAAAACD0/NP3oaRZJcKY/s72-c/sleeping.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5752480216226496279</id><published>2011-12-28T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:54:37.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed had a fun Christmas Party at school a couple of Fridays ago and the parents were invited. This was my first time to attend anything at his school during the day! Let's just say WOW the patience involved in being a teacher of 12, 2 1/2 and 3 year olds is beyond me! But it was a ton of fun and really neat to see Reed interact with all of his friends.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMuUabQ40iE/Tvu0UcgTXKI/AAAAAAAAB_A/PsQmuISxQoQ/s1600/GSB%2B259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691340817454816418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMuUabQ40iE/Tvu0UcgTXKI/AAAAAAAAB_A/PsQmuISxQoQ/s400/GSB%2B259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First up, a craft to glue hay around baby Jesus! When his teacher passed out glue bottles to every child, I almost died! What they all use glue, by themselves? Reed did great, with very little help from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691340389073200626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FzmNEVwVbIE/Tvuz7gqKpfI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/vrzo2M63ZHY/s400/GSB%2B260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691340405375574610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m7cwRdXhbaw/Tvuz8dY9IlI/AAAAAAAAB-o/QdQlngJcTkg/s400/GSB%2B256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRKOLLvQJio/Tvuz8lGvbVI/AAAAAAAAB-0/AV07zF5or5g/s1600/GSB%2B264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691340407446662482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRKOLLvQJio/Tvuz8lGvbVI/AAAAAAAAB-0/AV07zF5or5g/s400/GSB%2B264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next up, cupcake and juice time! Reed's favorite as you can imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691339625748896130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uV5smh1uJmE/TvuzPFDeGYI/AAAAAAAAB9s/3HaHVqwGW1A/s400/GSB%2B268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691338328733825986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iJ8A4hIqj0Q/TvuyDlS-u8I/AAAAAAAAB9I/PV0DwBkWuxU/s400/GSB%2B274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fq59m8xD1Ns/TvuzPNedXvI/AAAAAAAAB9g/Ab5bxuQ7vD8/s1600/GSB%2B269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691339628009578226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fq59m8xD1Ns/TvuzPNedXvI/AAAAAAAAB9g/Ab5bxuQ7vD8/s400/GSB%2B269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing off his snowman that was on top of the cupcake! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEyAdKDKO-c/TvuyEit0GLI/AAAAAAAAB9U/hicQmGa55oQ/s1600/GSB%2B273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691338345220937906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEyAdKDKO-c/TvuyEit0GLI/AAAAAAAAB9U/hicQmGa55oQ/s400/GSB%2B273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then it was time for presents! They all sat down and drew numbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XVxfMOBEUpY/TvuyDAQtNeI/AAAAAAAAB88/imF3ObDY8hc/s1600/GSB%2B278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691338318792177122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XVxfMOBEUpY/TvuyDAQtNeI/AAAAAAAAB88/imF3ObDY8hc/s400/GSB%2B278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is not the best picture, but Reed got a bug as his gift! I had never seen these things, but they are little battery operated bugs that run across the floor super fast and turn around when they bump into things. Reed loved it; however, I haven't seen the bug in several days....I think it is already gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MF0_HswmaiI/TvuyC3dbZqI/AAAAAAAAB8w/GINrh71UdfQ/s1600/GSB%2B283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691338316429616802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MF0_HswmaiI/TvuyC3dbZqI/AAAAAAAAB8w/GINrh71UdfQ/s400/GSB%2B283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I made for Reed to take to the party! Rice Krispy Reindeer! I thought they turned out pretty cute! I kind of combined several recipes I found on Pinterest, so I can't take full credit for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691337071675696402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KJCWYZbflAU/Tvuw6aY95RI/AAAAAAAAB8A/avDKQRg46qo/s400/GSB%2B285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691337081968130002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HreS-9ljFBo/Tvuw7Au399I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/d3DFLbHoIEU/s400/GSB%2B295.JPG" /&gt;Everyone in the class brought treats for each other and instead of them all having a bag of goodies to go home with his teacher just made it a free for all and passed EVERYTHING out in front of them. There was candy and cookies everywhere and they were all going to town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Montgomery, Hulse and Olivia. 3 of Reed's best friends in class. Montgomery goes to church with Reed and her Mom and I met in Aqua Moms when we were pregnant and they were born on the same day. Hulse and Olivia are twins and they live in our same neighborhood so in the summers we run into them a lot at the park. Hulse and Reed are buddies for sure and lets just say Olivia is the first girl I saw Reed kiss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691337073453567490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C3c3oqxfvnE/Tvuw6hA2DgI/AAAAAAAAB8M/9f4ghqt_0X0/s400/GSB%2B287.JPG" /&gt;I had to add this picture! Any time they go any where outside of the class room they all line up and have to walk with their hands behind their back. It is so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691337091826078930" border="0" alt="" align="center" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vyUiAu-f9WY/Tvuw7ldMVNI/AAAAAAAAB8g/okf27v-RVwM/s400/GSB%2B296.JPG" /&gt;It was a very fun morning and I can't wait for more parties to attend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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/6625971963595931695-5752480216226496279?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5752480216226496279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5752480216226496279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5752480216226496279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5752480216226496279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/school-christmas-party.html' title='School Christmas Party'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMuUabQ40iE/Tvu0UcgTXKI/AAAAAAAAB_A/PsQmuISxQoQ/s72-c/GSB%2B259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5238619842331425288</id><published>2011-12-24T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:10:45.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread Train</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year I really tried to focus on starting our own family traditions. I felt like this was the first year that Reed would be able to really participate, so first up a gingerbread house. However, when I saw this gingerbread train I knew this was more up Reed's alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689895480861103362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9gnoGG1gzUs/TvaRyyHTlQI/AAAAAAAAB4o/fmkyitrK7wg/s400/GSB%2B082.JPG" /&gt; Cutting the pieces and preparing them to be &lt;s&gt;glued&lt;/s&gt; frosted together. I saw on a blog the day I bought this a family that had hot glued their gingerbread together.....so glad I saw that trick, it saved us a ton of time drying and a big mess of icing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691335315133244274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVsA3E7hH3g/TvuvUKwnI3I/AAAAAAAAB70/-XbTYJnlxE4/s400/GSB%2B047.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All ready to be decorated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689910027605078866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D2OOTi75qjs/TvafBg9Vc1I/AAAAAAAAB7c/LfLRyh0bYUA/s400/GSB%2B050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy9NUAwrs5U/TvafBXHIGpI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/a_LjZXVfupU/s1600/GSB%2B047.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689898628506828210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_tZcIB2YXw/TvaUqAAhvbI/AAAAAAAAB58/sAFbaj2YlWk/s400/GSB%2B071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IjjkpZisFo/TvabyjEaVfI/AAAAAAAAB7E/UIsGgaCBj2Y/s1600/GSB%2B051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689906471938708978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IjjkpZisFo/TvabyjEaVfI/AAAAAAAAB7E/UIsGgaCBj2Y/s400/GSB%2B051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In true Reed fashion WAY more candy went in his mouth then on the train! All we could do was laugh! He kept saying just "one more piece!" We hear that a lot when it comes to candy! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CReV377ft2w/TvabyLOhYrI/AAAAAAAAB64/YjSlI8U2-QE/s1600/GSB%2B053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689906465538663090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CReV377ft2w/TvabyLOhYrI/AAAAAAAAB64/YjSlI8U2-QE/s400/GSB%2B053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GbW3N5dSKDQ/TvabxzDvJBI/AAAAAAAAB6s/HuaGnN5me1Y/s1600/GSB%2B055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689906459050976274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GbW3N5dSKDQ/TvabxzDvJBI/AAAAAAAAB6s/HuaGnN5me1Y/s400/GSB%2B055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689899840745758210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98Q7daRSEz8/TvaVwj8z3gI/AAAAAAAAB6U/-N_eHLp_B_0/s400/GSB%2B060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhx3IMSEgU8/TvaVw4DiaAI/AAAAAAAAB6g/PFzXkk0fgHs/s1600/GSB%2B061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689899846142683138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhx3IMSEgU8/TvaVw4DiaAI/AAAAAAAAB6g/PFzXkk0fgHs/s400/GSB%2B061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh why not, a little icing too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ppro8LRIXDk/TvaVwVlmtSI/AAAAAAAAB6I/MeOEVoqNbyY/s1600/GSB%2B057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689899836890330402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ppro8LRIXDk/TvaVwVlmtSI/AAAAAAAAB6I/MeOEVoqNbyY/s400/GSB%2B057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Graham hung out in my lap while we decorated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JRoipZh7dQ4/TvaUptfbzvI/AAAAAAAAB5w/FPGhOxYlN5k/s1600/GSB%2B070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689898623536189170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JRoipZh7dQ4/TvaUptfbzvI/AAAAAAAAB5w/FPGhOxYlN5k/s400/GSB%2B070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating MORE candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689895480009982626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nEBCwrdAuNc/TvaRyu8YgqI/AAAAAAAAB4c/gVuegt2LvOw/s400/GSB%2B080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-RyPWQx-j4/TvaUpjDGc9I/AAAAAAAAB5k/Tono79SFnd4/s1600/GSB%2B067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689898620732994514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-RyPWQx-j4/TvaUpjDGc9I/AAAAAAAAB5k/Tono79SFnd4/s400/GSB%2B067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And more icing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689896731704389506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KO3xwAMdMs8/TvaS7l3lb4I/AAAAAAAAB5A/XxfxZfbqVqg/s400/GSB%2B075.JPG" /&gt;No, not the train! He was really going to eat it....crazy boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689896735026664178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kLKUJPNyVag/TvaS7yPrUvI/AAAAAAAAB5M/aKzy6_yUW6s/s400/GSB%2B074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the "just one more piece" face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VvPL4TPtcD4/TvaS8Uqxs3I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/kUFv7McYPUM/s1600/GSB%2B073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689896744267133810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VvPL4TPtcD4/TvaS8Uqxs3I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/kUFv7McYPUM/s400/GSB%2B073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The finished product! Reed continued to sneak pieces of candy off the train until we got rid of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689895496484208114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBi7zfJ9jok/TvaRzsUJPfI/AAAAAAAAB40/EG9yGWslPB0/s400/GSB%2B091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6625971963595931695-5238619842331425288?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5238619842331425288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5238619842331425288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5238619842331425288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5238619842331425288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/gingerbread-train.html' title='Gingerbread Train'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9gnoGG1gzUs/TvaRyyHTlQI/AAAAAAAAB4o/fmkyitrK7wg/s72-c/GSB%2B082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7758103309255641675</id><published>2011-12-24T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T14:31:16.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only one piece left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Mom got Reed this cute Christmas Train to count down the days until Santa comes! There were 24 doors on the train and each door had a piece of candy in it, so of course Reed was all about it and most days he was barely out of bed before he was saying my "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt; train candy!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning we opened the last piece! Reed is so excited for Santa to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNiWb_LtzRE/TvZPzeYqfzI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/JCOQOBLZvHc/s1600/GSB%2B237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689822924977635122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNiWb_LtzRE/TvZPzeYqfzI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/JCOQOBLZvHc/s400/GSB%2B237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqozCUFsyQ0/TvZPzJcBluI/AAAAAAAAB4E/i0hIYv0i5KQ/s1600/GSB%2B239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689822919354586850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqozCUFsyQ0/TvZPzJcBluI/AAAAAAAAB4E/i0hIYv0i5KQ/s400/GSB%2B239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLZ03S9cO-s/TvZPyyTMBmI/AAAAAAAAB34/-R7ui7QCL0o/s1600/GSB%2B240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689822913143506530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLZ03S9cO-s/TvZPyyTMBmI/AAAAAAAAB34/-R7ui7QCL0o/s400/GSB%2B240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6625971963595931695-7758103309255641675?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7758103309255641675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7758103309255641675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7758103309255641675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7758103309255641675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/only-one-piece-left.html' title='Only one piece left!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNiWb_LtzRE/TvZPzeYqfzI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/JCOQOBLZvHc/s72-c/GSB%2B237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4414216473127297479</id><published>2011-12-24T13:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:26:01.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast with Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last year we had such a great time going to Breakfast with Santa, I was so sad when I realized while I was still pregnant that this year the event was the weekend after my scheduled c-section. I kept it in the back of my mind and held out hope that we could still possibly go. I know, I know a 5 day old out in public, especially around a million other kids, but I was determined for Graham to be able to meet Santa this year! Children's Hospital puts on the event every year and it is very popular, but lots of fun with crafts for the kids, fire trucks parked out front and of course Santa himself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So after we got home from the hospital on Wednesday, I started asking Josh if he would be willing to let us go! We had our plan, we would try to get there as early as possible and keep Graham in his carseat covered up and have someone else stand in the Santa line for us. I am happy to say that everything worked out perfectly! We were running about 15 minutes late so my Mom got there and stood in line and when we got there we sat down and ate breakfast with Reed and shortly after it was our turn to see Santa. Reed was so excited and couldn't wait to ask Santa for a helmet. That has been his request every time you ask him what he wants Santa to bring him, a Razorback Helmet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So getting up early and getting 2 kiddos ready and out of the house by 8:15 was ALL worth it for this picture! I was so excited that we got such a good picture! So even though Graham didn't wake up to see Santa we will always get to tell him that he was 5 days old the first time he sat on Santa's lap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aa0cOrzE150/TvY_vstgYbI/AAAAAAAAB3s/tSr3wMWG2mM/s1600/Santa%2BPic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689805267917627826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aa0cOrzE150/TvY_vstgYbI/AAAAAAAAB3s/tSr3wMWG2mM/s400/Santa%2BPic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also tried hard to get a family picture and this is the best we got, not so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cy0BPREcMpE/TvY_jRk2n1I/AAAAAAAAB3g/9yjqxWAIimI/s1600/205-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689805054475149138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cy0BPREcMpE/TvY_jRk2n1I/AAAAAAAAB3g/9yjqxWAIimI/s400/205-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this picture of all of us turn out great, thanks for all your help Gigi, Aunt Amy, Gran and Grandad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDXCNcXBCrI/TvY_jHAp_OI/AAAAAAAAB3U/TqgEhA-td0M/s1600/232-EDIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689805051638971618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDXCNcXBCrI/TvY_jHAp_OI/AAAAAAAAB3U/TqgEhA-td0M/s400/232-EDIT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After all the fun inside we moved outside to let Reed see the fire truck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pzf-J4Cf9II/TvY_BYz0ASI/AAAAAAAAB3I/pa8qEH7C1Gk/s1600/233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689804472301388066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pzf-J4Cf9II/TvY_BYz0ASI/AAAAAAAAB3I/pa8qEH7C1Gk/s400/233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then he wanted to sit in Santa's sleigh, he loved the reindeer! He has a little obsession with "Bucks" because of all the deer hunting Josh did this year. So to him reindeer are bucks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bASU6tl9rQ8/TvY_BDUrtBI/AAAAAAAAB24/HthXutUOFbg/s1600/250-EDIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689804466533676050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bASU6tl9rQ8/TvY_BDUrtBI/AAAAAAAAB24/HthXutUOFbg/s400/250-EDIT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reed and Daddy being silly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pZaCvS87CBw/TvY_A6pK34I/AAAAAAAAB2w/xDCocshS7oQ/s1600/255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689804464203685762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pZaCvS87CBw/TvY_A6pK34I/AAAAAAAAB2w/xDCocshS7oQ/s400/255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6625971963595931695-4414216473127297479?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4414216473127297479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4414216473127297479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4414216473127297479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4414216473127297479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/breakfast-with-santa.html' title='Breakfast with Santa'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aa0cOrzE150/TvY_vstgYbI/AAAAAAAAB3s/tSr3wMWG2mM/s72-c/Santa%2BPic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-8938765119126589111</id><published>2011-12-24T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:03:10.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Check-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Graham was 8 days old we took him for his first pediatrician check-up! When we left the hospital on day 3, Graham had lost down to 6 lbs 14 oz, exactly what Reed was when he came home! When we took Reed to his first check-up on day 12 he weighed 7 lbs 9 oz, so I was totally prepared for Graham to still possibly be below his birth weight. However, to my surprise Graham weighed 7.12! I was shocked! He gained 14 ounces in less than 6 days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got a perfect report from Dr. Duke and won't see him again until Graham is 2 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my baby boy waiting on the doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQsoxn0Al2g/TvY8X08D5DI/AAAAAAAAB2k/e1FjKHT_T50/s1600/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689801559274415154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQsoxn0Al2g/TvY8X08D5DI/AAAAAAAAB2k/e1FjKHT_T50/s400/01.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doctor Duke checking Graham out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jx4c7RgQ4dI/TvY8XilIi-I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/I-wvj6iHtgE/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689801554346413026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jx4c7RgQ4dI/TvY8XilIi-I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/I-wvj6iHtgE/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-8938765119126589111?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8938765119126589111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=8938765119126589111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/8938765119126589111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/8938765119126589111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/doctor-check-up.html' title='Doctor Check-Up'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQsoxn0Al2g/TvY8X08D5DI/AAAAAAAAB2k/e1FjKHT_T50/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7592363207369859454</id><published>2011-12-24T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T12:54:11.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graham's First Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although Graham's little belly button had not fell off we decided to give him a quick sponge bath, needless to say he didn't enjoy it! These pictures remind me so much of &lt;a href="http://www.joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009_04_19_archive.html"&gt;Reed's first bath &lt;/a&gt;. Now that his belly button has fallen off and he can be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;submerged&lt;/span&gt; in water he seems to enjoy baths and Reed loves sharing the bath tub!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689796443162628258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzGktGJwwD0/TvY3uB79UKI/AAAAAAAAB2A/qpHLx5FzNaU/s400/113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689796134809767122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkTcETkqLnI/TvY3cFO6DNI/AAAAAAAAB1c/HDD-B1xuo64/s400/117.JPG" /&gt;I die laughing every time I look at this picture, Graham's face is too funny! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689796140813617682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxYMXNOl4AU/TvY3cbmVihI/AAAAAAAAB1o/YE9LdiJV9OE/s400/121.JPG" /&gt;Proud Big Brother (cheese face) after helping with Baby Graham's bath. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFmvWzphir4/TvY3cmcGcXI/AAAAAAAAB10/DqGPirw4abA/s1600/123-EDIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689796143723475314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFmvWzphir4/TvY3cmcGcXI/AAAAAAAAB10/DqGPirw4abA/s400/123-EDIT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All clean and happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRxgjkJN76E/TvY7W780GwI/AAAAAAAAB2M/14CKoQVekrA/s1600/127-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689800444465126146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRxgjkJN76E/TvY7W780GwI/AAAAAAAAB2M/14CKoQVekrA/s400/127-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-7592363207369859454?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7592363207369859454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7592363207369859454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7592363207369859454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7592363207369859454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/grahams-first-bath.html' title='Graham&apos;s First Bath'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzGktGJwwD0/TvY3uB79UKI/AAAAAAAAB2A/qpHLx5FzNaU/s72-c/113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-6355549915276468627</id><published>2011-12-23T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T13:31:10.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest of our Hospital Stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuesday Morning we woke up and I couldn't wait to be told I could get out of bed! My doctor came in around 8:30 and the nurses came in around 9 to get me up. A shower has never felt so good! Graham was in the nursery getting checked out by the pediatricians so Josh and I walked the halls for a little while and went and got Graham. When we got back to the room a photographer was there to take pictures. The hospitals now have professional photographers from Bella Baby take pictures of all newborns. For pictures taken in the hospital room I think ours turned out great! Below are my favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbT-qC5kos0/TvTqESr6UtI/AAAAAAAAB04/QPW6ZbAbFng/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689429588732170962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbT-qC5kos0/TvTqESr6UtI/AAAAAAAAB04/QPW6ZbAbFng/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ33RL_aSAg/TvTqD5x4snI/AAAAAAAAB0s/dj1c7ss_g6w/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689429582046343794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ33RL_aSAg/TvTqD5x4snI/AAAAAAAAB0s/dj1c7ss_g6w/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWwtHoZYdDg/TvTpp9GlhVI/AAAAAAAAB0g/rRiAxH0usbY/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689429136261875026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWwtHoZYdDg/TvTpp9GlhVI/AAAAAAAAB0g/rRiAxH0usbY/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kFL7s9wawwE/TvTppftu5OI/AAAAAAAAB0U/01eodqjDJF8/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689429128373003490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kFL7s9wawwE/TvTppftu5OI/AAAAAAAAB0U/01eodqjDJF8/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vqY1cQBK1Io/TvToUsuzqiI/AAAAAAAAB0I/ronaNfa4mgw/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689427671578290722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vqY1cQBK1Io/TvToUsuzqiI/AAAAAAAAB0I/ronaNfa4mgw/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v8Y-xd7w75A/TvToURVRJuI/AAAAAAAABz8/TN9oR_vliRU/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689427664223413986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v8Y-xd7w75A/TvToURVRJuI/AAAAAAAABz8/TN9oR_vliRU/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-85auX2hQZCU/TvToT2T3tuI/AAAAAAAABzw/ND1OI9ZHnVE/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689427656969795298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-85auX2hQZCU/TvToT2T3tuI/AAAAAAAABzw/ND1OI9ZHnVE/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K4aGxeocWU0/TvTnqQ8lTCI/AAAAAAAABzk/Sk1p3WwahQk/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689426942565370914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K4aGxeocWU0/TvTnqQ8lTCI/AAAAAAAABzk/Sk1p3WwahQk/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PHjowRpeomA/TvTnqCggUmI/AAAAAAAABzY/0wUmt8KIYUc/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689426938689507938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PHjowRpeomA/TvTnqCggUmI/AAAAAAAABzY/0wUmt8KIYUc/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right when we were finishing up Big Brother was back! He couldn't wait to see his little brother again. My Mom, Aunt Cara and Amy came by for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZ7FxAQ-ivE/TvTjcv49hEI/AAAAAAAABzM/5umleR-qFV4/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689422312307000386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZ7FxAQ-ivE/TvTjcv49hEI/AAAAAAAABzM/5umleR-qFV4/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Graham &amp;amp; Aunt Cara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bC0fG_2DGl4/TvTjcCd8DOI/AAAAAAAABzA/EMRBN0rPlpw/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689422300114062562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bC0fG_2DGl4/TvTjcCd8DOI/AAAAAAAABzA/EMRBN0rPlpw/s400/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday was a pretty laid back day, we spent most of the day just the 3 of us. Graham got circumcised in the late afternoon and it was so sad. We had never heard him cry the way he did when they brought him back to the room. He just wanted to be held! That night Josh's Mom and Mrs Vicky &amp;amp; Mr Mike came by to visit, unfortunately we forgot to take a picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wednesday Morning Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cockrum&lt;/span&gt; came in and told us we could go home! I just needed to get my staples out from my incision and Graham needed to be released by the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cockrum&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Graham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwk4Xe69uKw/TvTjb1pPIuI/AAAAAAAAByw/LBpndAMYCYE/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689422296671789794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwk4Xe69uKw/TvTjb1pPIuI/AAAAAAAAByw/LBpndAMYCYE/s400/056.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to go home! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhoBhE7X98M/TvTjbnMhCJI/AAAAAAAAByo/tcqKIhyz70I/s1600/065-EDIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689422292793231506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhoBhE7X98M/TvTjbnMhCJI/AAAAAAAAByo/tcqKIhyz70I/s400/065-EDIT.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689421410955140450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uxkzv33vYyw/TvTioSF7nWI/AAAAAAAAByQ/IGc5xTb3L4g/s400/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689421404776815234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEL3AxkK1k0/TvTin7E52oI/AAAAAAAAByE/X_BEPSEAsbk/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689421397773670258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oEuR0dtj4mI/TvTing_OV3I/AAAAAAAABx4/tXYcw93sLas/s400/083-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689421422188987042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0pFL1jO91qc/TvTio78SgqI/AAAAAAAAByc/7WgESsc-I9k/s400/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We made it home safely and we were so excited to finally be home! The 3 of us enjoyed a couple of hours together and then we went to pick up big brother from school! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hanging out with my little man AT HOME for the first time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689437930137522578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niwuXRWDFFk/TvTxp017EZI/AAAAAAAAB1E/iJP7IhW_piM/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reed was so excited to have Graham in the car and we were so excited to finally have our family of 4 all together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reed &amp;amp; Graham watching cartoons together when we got home! Reed's request was for Graham to sit right beside him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJIlJzn-btg/TvTxqJRScfI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/3tvAmAEQwEM/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689437935621009906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJIlJzn-btg/TvTxqJRScfI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/3tvAmAEQwEM/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-6355549915276468627?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6355549915276468627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=6355549915276468627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/6355549915276468627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/6355549915276468627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/rest-of-our-hospital-stay.html' title='The Rest of our Hospital Stay'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbT-qC5kos0/TvTqESr6UtI/AAAAAAAAB04/QPW6ZbAbFng/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4422135137816389413</id><published>2011-12-13T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T17:48:51.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graham's First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So once we had a little family time, just the 4 of us, everyone else headed back to the room. My sister made this adorable wreath to welcome everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGxi7aXzZvk/Tueu2kCf-SI/AAAAAAAABus/Cx0-G9u0NAw/s1600/Baby%2BGraham%2B154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685705306988869922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGxi7aXzZvk/Tueu2kCf-SI/AAAAAAAABus/Cx0-G9u0NAw/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Amy &amp;amp; Gran holding Graham for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685697032480589314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S5hqA_g4gY8/TuenU7F_hgI/AAAAAAAABs0/qYITzgDVY6c/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B082.JPG" /&gt;Gigi's turn&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685697023598321154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pVwRCLSdAM/TuenUaAS3gI/AAAAAAAABso/iArJOFnhEPg/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B089.JPG" /&gt;and Uncle Branden&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685697016745714322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ammoaeah5U/TuenUAegYpI/AAAAAAAABsc/hOctUY23t-Q/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B091.JPG" /&gt;He was just so precious and everyone agreed he looked so different from Reed when he was born&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685699659111854050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AdytLrsHUIA/Tuept0Dr7-I/AAAAAAAABtk/dB7qP5TEyrY/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B132.JPG" /&gt;I stared at his little face as much as I could, you just forget how amazing it is! One second they are in your stomach and the next second they are in your arms! How does anyone not believe in God?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685705292378235330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g3D4VcE-blM/Tueu1tnDYcI/AAAAAAAABuI/PJu88lqStG0/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B155.JPG" /&gt;Seeing all his hair up close for the first time, we just thought Reed had a lot! I am a believer that heartburn means hair! :) I had it so bad this pregnancy!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685699679473089650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P15bNO7cg_M/Tuepu_6LvHI/AAAAAAAABt8/2lOnL4HGW4Y/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B120.JPG" /&gt;We decided to uncover him and see all his little parts, probably not the best idea! A nurse came in shortly after to take his tempature and it was to low so I had to do skin to skin with him to warm him up! Oops, we learned our lesson! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685697890637932450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EtU_43vw4UU/TueoG3-pZ6I/AAAAAAAABtY/psZIvYEUtxk/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B096.JPG" /&gt;He was SO PERFECT! The longest little fingers and toes and a cute little nose and lips! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685697875781236738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UyIgOpjA5qU/TueoGAoiOAI/AAAAAAAABtM/YYc-FsR4qOE/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B098.JPG" /&gt;Big Brother taking a look at Baby Graham&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685697873249932754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PJMA7I4qqsY/TueoF3NBldI/AAAAAAAABtA/GErT1X4QsCI/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B103.JPG" /&gt;Shortly after delivery the spinal I had received started wearing off and we were moved to another room. By this time it was just the 3 of us. Reed had gotten up very early so my Mom and sister took him to school so he could have a nap and play with his friends for a while and everyone else left for a little while to go get lunch. Shortly after everyone left I started getting sick. Every time I moved it seemed like I would get sick. I also started itching like crazy! The morphine in the spinal makes me itch when it starts wearing off. I think I am allergic to it, because even after receiving a shot of benadryl I was still itching like crazy and it lasted until about 4 am the next day. Needless to say I was very uncomfortable! By late afternoon, and several gown and blanket changes later I was feeling better and able to eat. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685707960751984802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LO00AF14dHs/TuexRCE7kKI/AAAAAAAABvE/pmq8yQAJe08/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B171.JPG" /&gt;Daddy changing the first diaper!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685707956150682450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U5x6aRuCuVE/TuexQw75Q1I/AAAAAAAABu4/8fV1OJSYf-w/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B174.JPG" /&gt;Harry was nice enough to bring us lunch and Sherlyn, Joy &amp;amp; Kristie came to visit too. Unfortunately they got to watch me itch like I was a crazy person and when I sat up to hand Graham to Harry I got sick! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685709206799239234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W244PZ7TwKc/TueyZj9vyEI/AAAAAAAABwM/3nctHJe2ajQ/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B169.JPG" /&gt;Later the Barnards came by to visit! Some how we only ended up with a picture of Ashley, but Bryan, Deacon and even Baby Finley were there!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685707972427126786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwN4VXbkvCg/TuexRtkgGAI/AAAAAAAABvQ/EgIGcVkXrpw/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B170.JPG" /&gt;After school Big Brother came back and he couldn't wait to give Baby Graham some more hugs &amp;amp; kisses!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685709178184940994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TvVL3wYtAEo/TueyX5XkPcI/AAAAAAAABvo/7cwwoyECIJQ/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685705297140852178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KlOI533NjLA/Tueu1_WjJdI/AAAAAAAABuU/c4JcClzD_fQ/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B148.JPG" /&gt;Then he announced to the room and Baby Graham that he was going to read him a book! He wanted to sit with Baby Graham ALL. BY. HIMSELF!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686123897876919122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6N8Z_xSV9Q0/TukrjwnQM1I/AAAAAAAABww/3FlT6ggTSKM/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B191.JPG" /&gt;Gigi had gotten Reed the coolest Truck book and he wanted to read it to Graham and that he did! It was so sweet!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686123891578007634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5qqx-B9r4X4/TukrjZJecFI/AAAAAAAABwk/MHXoenBucdA/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685709187506180978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cY7bllKBAwA/TueyYcF7E3I/AAAAAAAABv0/nowSrGi_hNM/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686123885167733842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SNVES4jRjg/TukrjBRJbFI/AAAAAAAABwY/SZGBiholTeI/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685709194844388178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w6HCMzmHOTo/TueyY3bfO1I/AAAAAAAABwA/q_HMyliWXYs/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B184.JPG" /&gt;My 3 boys! Love them to pieces! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686128213060450850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0b6pSagWW_Y/Tukve77LeiI/AAAAAAAABw8/xhMJtOK7D2k/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B208.JPG" /&gt;Aunt Amy came back!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686128229137010898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LIsJ91kLhoc/Tukvf30IUNI/AAAAAAAABxU/VvY53UOvAc8/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B216.JPG" /&gt;and Gran!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686128214887900914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NmFualp-Lr4/TukvfCu4JvI/AAAAAAAABxI/xDagMM3ikiY/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B226-edit.jpg" /&gt;Look at the hair! Graham was born with a little mullet! He has hair about 1/2 inch over his ears and it hangs over his shirt in the back! Reed lost all his, so I am enjoying every inch of it for now and hoping he doesn't lose it all!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686128849748373538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVK0Cn_Ozd4/TukwD_xaMCI/AAAAAAAABxg/O_Q4dFjc6O8/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B227.JPG" /&gt;Papaw also came back to visit! We are blessed to have all of our immediate family here and such amazing friends to love on us during this special time!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686128851141740082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GwkhPDbdck/TukwEE9nRjI/AAAAAAAABxs/GJ8VaCdu6KI/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-4422135137816389413?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4422135137816389413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4422135137816389413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4422135137816389413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4422135137816389413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/12/grahams-first-day.html' title='Graham&apos;s First Day'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGxi7aXzZvk/Tueu2kCf-SI/AAAAAAAABus/Cx0-G9u0NAw/s72-c/Baby%2BGraham%2B154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-2754710342372646833</id><published>2011-11-29T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:16:35.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Graham Scott Baker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday morning we were up bright and early and ready to go, but not before one last belly picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ssipRC_jNM/Ttk_9n5UBNI/AAAAAAAABr4/RXRQx3fNStU/s1600/Baby%2BGraham%2B018-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681642732818531538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ssipRC_jNM/Ttk_9n5UBNI/AAAAAAAABr4/RXRQx3fNStU/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B018-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just like with Reed, we were a few minutes late so the nurses were waiting on us when we got there and I was quickly into a gown and in the bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dDnG87UHO-0/Ttk_9rze0VI/AAAAAAAABrs/wxvKEBZbxkY/s1600/Baby%2BGraham%2B021-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681642733867815250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dDnG87UHO-0/Ttk_9rze0VI/AAAAAAAABrs/wxvKEBZbxkY/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B021-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the fun began! First it took literally about 10 minutes to find Graham's heartbeat with the monitors. He was moving around so I knew he was fine and it had taken my doctor several minutes to find his heartbeat at my last couple of appointments so I didn't get to nervous. Next, it was time to get my IV in. The same nurse that did my IV for Reed's birth came in. I showed her about where my IV was last time and she started. Next, thing I knew she was pulling the needle out and trying again. Then that attempted failed, that is when I started panicking. I have only had two IVs and my veins have never been missed, not fun. A second nurse came in and tried again in the same arm and missed for a third time. By this point it was getting late and we were starting to run behind. So the third nurse, that was to be my nurse through the c-section came in and tried for a fourth time in the side of my left hand. It hurt like nothing I have ever felt before. It was a horrible spot for an IV, but due to the time crunch they said they had to do what they had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of my arms. You can count the red dots on my right arm. Now just imagine my whole right arm black and blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsnrW-66d9w/Ttk_8zHmrmI/AAAAAAAABrk/eWy1VbJx6Co/s1600/Baby%2BGraham%2B023-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681642718651395682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsnrW-66d9w/Ttk_8zHmrmI/AAAAAAAABrk/eWy1VbJx6Co/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B023-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Brother arrived! He was so excited and very curious about everything that was about to happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6fCQeNmTVwM/Ttk8I261LOI/AAAAAAAABqY/5lPfsF5XfRQ/s1600/Baby%2BGraham%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681638527783480546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6fCQeNmTVwM/Ttk8I261LOI/AAAAAAAABqY/5lPfsF5XfRQ/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last picture just the 3 of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681638524556917858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ak5TXyvcUcQ/Ttk8Iq5jvGI/AAAAAAAABqM/-ij_PDixh5c/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B028.JPG" /&gt;Last sister pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681637644558023554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tfixt7gOEHw/Ttk7VcpeO4I/AAAAAAAABpo/NNHFXk3EVGU/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B039.JPG" /&gt;Over the weekend I had told Reed I was going to have a big boo-boo, so we thought it would be fun to buy Reed a doctor's kit so he could help take care of me. He loved it and one of the nurses even brought him some real doctor stuff to add to his kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681637648485006482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2Yj6sfboEI/Ttk7VrRvPJI/AAAAAAAABp0/v2cnN6qX6_I/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B037.JPG" /&gt; Playing with Papaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681637653496966834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LPqjidnFog/Ttk7V98rrrI/AAAAAAAABqA/mudXqTgCiWw/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I ready to go! Shortly after this picture I completely broke down! I was so nervous about getting the spinal and I just wanted everything with Graham to be okay. Everything up until this point had gone by so fast and it had only been about an hour and a half and we were about to go to the OR and actually I walked myself there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681642714851983362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tsfHMQ0Sooc/Ttk_8k9wQAI/AAAAAAAABrU/xt2f00XhcZc/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B024-edit.jpg" /&gt;After a walk down to the OR and one last kiss from Josh, I was on the table getting all good and numb. Josh came in and the next thing we heard was this little voice screaming away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLi3IH4X0yU/Ttk7VCs3ciI/AAAAAAAABpc/-0Pg_F4G5Wg/s1600/Baby%2BGraham%2B046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681637637592936994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLi3IH4X0yU/Ttk7VCs3ciI/AAAAAAAABpc/-0Pg_F4G5Wg/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture showing the clock on the wall and the time he was born 7:44 am. From the time I left my room, until he was born was only 14 minutes and then we were back in the room at exactly 8 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FKu80_FRBXM/Ttk5pX8UeYI/AAAAAAAABpQ/XHav-mYmkoA/s1600/Baby%2BGraham%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681635787869026690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FKu80_FRBXM/Ttk5pX8UeYI/AAAAAAAABpQ/XHav-mYmkoA/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting cleaned up and still screaming! Josh and I both immediately looked at each other and thought that he looked so different than Reed did when he was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5D1lH6UAZuU/Ttk5okueegI/AAAAAAAABpI/RkUOPI24DVk/s1600/Baby%2BGraham%2B054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681635774120753666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5D1lH6UAZuU/Ttk5okueegI/AAAAAAAABpI/RkUOPI24DVk/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Graham weighed 7.7 lbs and was 20 1/2 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nxABX8ozfWI/Ttk5oQAi2rI/AAAAAAAABo4/TdYfff1lITI/s1600/Baby%2BGraham%2B061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681635768559393458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nxABX8ozfWI/Ttk5oQAi2rI/AAAAAAAABo4/TdYfff1lITI/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-86PExa5Ly4w/Ttk5oCBXupI/AAAAAAAABos/qBtMILb5Tz8/s1600/Baby%2BGraham%2B066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681635764804762258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-86PExa5Ly4w/Ttk5oCBXupI/AAAAAAAABos/qBtMILb5Tz8/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So happy to be holding my second, healthy baby boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681634670073926178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_g3sIXy5fEo/Ttk4oT1M0iI/AAAAAAAABoI/SbNdhTcFTaU/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B077-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reed quickly came running back to our room after he was born and we spent a few minutes just the 4 of us. Reed was so excited to hold Graham!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681634686051202162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gl_G1pZ-gYc/Ttk4pPWetHI/AAAAAAAABog/0RFSx6svnDA/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B072.JPG" /&gt; Our first picture as a family of 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681634675643537778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WIhkFfqF6B0/Ttk4oolGWXI/AAAAAAAABoU/5ccEhWPsBuY/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B076-edit.jpg" /&gt;Kisses for Baby Graham!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681634665081372146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ4bDC4iGEc/Ttk4oBO4ffI/AAAAAAAABn8/yv6vk1wvdD8/s400/Baby%2BGraham%2B081-edit.jpg" /&gt; Proud Parents to 2 precious baby boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B62sN4ICDkc/Ttm8DhX9FZI/AAAAAAAABsM/MqdtDF1QOu0/s1600/graham.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681779173589063058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B62sN4ICDkc/Ttm8DhX9FZI/AAAAAAAABsM/MqdtDF1QOu0/s400/graham.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/6625971963595931695-2754710342372646833?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2754710342372646833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=2754710342372646833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2754710342372646833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2754710342372646833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/11/welcome-graham-scott-baker.html' title='Welcome Graham Scott Baker'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ssipRC_jNM/Ttk_9n5UBNI/AAAAAAAABr4/RXRQx3fNStU/s72-c/Baby%2BGraham%2B018-edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-1113952096902291533</id><published>2011-11-27T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:19:39.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Has Come!</title><content type='html'>Well ready or not Baby Graham Scott Baker will be here in less than 12 hours!! I am feeling so many emotions I don't know what to do! I have had a list a mile long this week I think just to keep my mind off the fact that our lives are about to change more than we could ever imagine. I am so much more nervous this time, not really sure why. I think it is a mixture of knowing what's ahead, wanting everything to be okay and making sure Reed has very thing he needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well regardless of how I am feeling the bags are packed (or will be completed soon), cookies for nurses and visitors are ready, scrapbook page for guest to sign is complete, Reed's goodie bag is ready to go and Reed is with Aunt Amy for the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49UxbypKE-4/TtMCkGlUPiI/AAAAAAAABm0/CgnFPbEbmgM/s1600/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679886374310002210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49UxbypKE-4/TtMCkGlUPiI/AAAAAAAABm0/CgnFPbEbmgM/s400/DSC00123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3nW9hy9V3w/TtMCjtcFiOI/AAAAAAAABmo/x8z8rn8RPec/s1600/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679886367560403170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3nW9hy9V3w/TtMCjtcFiOI/AAAAAAAABmo/x8z8rn8RPec/s400/DSC00128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FvAoinrnLB8/TtMCjcmkTlI/AAAAAAAABmc/EeOw1eJyGpA/s1600/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679886363040960082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FvAoinrnLB8/TtMCjcmkTlI/AAAAAAAABmc/EeOw1eJyGpA/s400/DSC00129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sb8t1X8q80/TtMCjD1HGCI/AAAAAAAABmQ/u2O0p5SAXK0/s1600/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679886356391073826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sb8t1X8q80/TtMCjD1HGCI/AAAAAAAABmQ/u2O0p5SAXK0/s400/DSC00133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2eUiAHU1h0/TtMLDcn9YlI/AAAAAAAABnA/SYRV5cgPXCU/s1600/Reed%2Bgoing%2Bto%2BAmy%2527s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679895708895634002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2eUiAHU1h0/TtMLDcn9YlI/AAAAAAAABnA/SYRV5cgPXCU/s400/Reed%2Bgoing%2Bto%2BAmy%2527s.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have to be at the hospital by 5:30 and the c-section is scheduled for 7:30. We (or maybe just I, when Reed was born it was the 1st and only time Josh has blogged) will update as soon as we can.We are so lucky to have so many friends and family to share tomorrow with and we can't thank everyone enough for everything you have already done for us! We love you all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-1113952096902291533?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1113952096902291533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=1113952096902291533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1113952096902291533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1113952096902291533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/11/time-as-come.html' title='The Time Has Come!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49UxbypKE-4/TtMCkGlUPiI/AAAAAAAABm0/CgnFPbEbmgM/s72-c/DSC00123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-3797924465816095603</id><published>2011-11-26T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T19:29:48.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peak-Graham's Nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The nursery is still not 100% complete, but it is so close that it may be done before we get home from the hospital or within the next few days. I know it will be complete soon and I really am not worried about it at all, but I thought I would show a few things. I am loving it more every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little worried about using the same room that the two nurseries would look to much a like. I really wanted Reed and Graham to each have a special, different room. We didn't even change the paint color and I think they are completely different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room has a modern safari theme! The fabric was one of the first ones I found when I started looking and I have loved it from the second I saw it. We decided to add a tree to the wall behind the crib to tie in the theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of the crib wall. There will be letters added with Graham's name soon, they should be in the mail any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679326315461787218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UIF00SseECg/TtEFMYygvlI/AAAAAAAABjE/AllXabnEVgM/s400/Nursery%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Close up of the bumpers and sheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOJKDj4DzpM/TtL-7TaCTlI/AAAAAAAABmE/mQm7no3OhTI/s1600/Nursery%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679882374842830418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOJKDj4DzpM/TtL-7TaCTlI/AAAAAAAABmE/mQm7no3OhTI/s400/Nursery%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sheet is a teeny tiny print of the larger animal print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679354913527120578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EanJtKwa_aA/TtEfNA4nQsI/AAAAAAAABkM/DOFJFuAqk9I/s400/Nursery%2B007.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679354910082380258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWKZAAvLFrI/TtEfM0DUseI/AAAAAAAABkA/gsCMsNYtdOk/s400/Nursery%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Close up of the tree! I love how it turned out and knowing that it cost me $6 makes it twice as great. I used a projector to project a picture of the tree I found on the Internet and then bought green and brown paint samples that were 40% off and used the sample paint to paint it on the wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679326320736075330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1WKwe_WNNog/TtEFMsb__kI/AAAAAAAABjQ/ldLzvJEY4d4/s400/Nursery%2B004.JPG" /&gt;Stripped curtains, same fabric from the crib skirt and bumper cording&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679358084483627682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2PoXn-FCBs/TtEiFlnjuqI/AAAAAAAABkk/YxkEh4WyKMU/s400/Nursery%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next two pictures are prints I found on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt;. I was worried about having to spend tons of money framing them and I walked in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt; and these were literally the first frames I saw. I was a little worried the green would be to bright or not look right, but I think they turned out perfect just what I imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679326337393348434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RA2I8utU6jg/TtEFNqfZz1I/AAAAAAAABj0/eojRDmEL3Jk/s400/Nursery%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679326333352002610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7jJ5u6XWH8s/TtEFNbb3xDI/AAAAAAAABjk/j5xoetA3GCs/s400/Nursery%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679880657959181842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytyosseKlI4/TtL9XXhE3hI/AAAAAAAABl4/sG3KKWa3hOQ/s400/Nursery%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute little Alligator bank I bought months ago, I knew it would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTGRAtuFlrI/TtEiF4Iz-RI/AAAAAAAABks/zUwmQ3OBb74/s1600/Nursery%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679358089454942482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTGRAtuFlrI/TtEiF4Iz-RI/AAAAAAAABks/zUwmQ3OBb74/s400/Nursery%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture frame that I have had forever that I used the leaf paint on and then added his monogram and cute elephant from Hobby Lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679358092106913042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6WLA_kiWfuc/TtEiGCBF1RI/AAAAAAAABk4/hvrnqvgS0CI/s400/Nursery%2B011.JPG" /&gt;Two stuff animals to match. The giraffe my mom bought and the elephant I saw at a local fabric store months ago, it was a little expensive so I didn't buy it at the time, but I couldn't stop thinking about how perfect it would be so I went back and got it this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8iBv5nf4G0/TtEiGZdpRKI/AAAAAAAABlI/hvTPeOw0MU0/s1600/Nursery%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679358098400691362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8iBv5nf4G0/TtEiGZdpRKI/AAAAAAAABlI/hvTPeOw0MU0/s400/Nursery%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still to come the dresser made by Josh's Dad, Graham's name for over the crib, a changing pad made out of the animal print and 4 paintings being done on 14X14 canvases to hang above the dresser, by one of my friends from college! I can't wait to show the finished room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-3797924465816095603?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3797924465816095603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=3797924465816095603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/3797924465816095603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/3797924465816095603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/11/sneak-peak-grahams-nursery.html' title='Sneak Peak-Graham&apos;s Nursery'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UIF00SseECg/TtEFMYygvlI/AAAAAAAABjE/AllXabnEVgM/s72-c/Nursery%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-53963007120932137</id><published>2011-11-26T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T07:07:49.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reed &amp; Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed looked so cute last Sunday, so we tried to get a cute picture with Daddy! I got Reed his first pair of dress shoes and he was so excited! He loves having shoes like Daddy and he calls them his church shoes! He wanted to wear them last Sunday so we had to find something dressy enough for him to wear with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBqImLXaiJ4/TtD_9ZWodwI/AAAAAAAABi4/glMUoEgBmF4/s1600/275-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679320560357111554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBqImLXaiJ4/TtD_9ZWodwI/AAAAAAAABi4/glMUoEgBmF4/s400/275-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679319728300623794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOBlq1Lh79Q/TtD_M9s6B7I/AAAAAAAABiU/BGvFHadtQa8/s400/277-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OD0yZF27USw/TtD_cmUAoHI/AAAAAAAABis/2f6s0LGsN3Y/s1600/296-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679319996900089970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OD0yZF27USw/TtD_cmUAoHI/AAAAAAAABis/2f6s0LGsN3Y/s400/296-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe we will have 2 little boys so soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-53963007120932137?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/53963007120932137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=53963007120932137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/53963007120932137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/53963007120932137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/11/reed-daddy.html' title='Reed &amp; Daddy'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBqImLXaiJ4/TtD_9ZWodwI/AAAAAAAABi4/glMUoEgBmF4/s72-c/275-edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-1592732942634988142</id><published>2011-11-26T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T06:50:15.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Showers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls at church hosted a baby shower for me to celebrate Baby Graham! They went above and beyond, it couldn't have been cuter, from the great food to adorable decorations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes, so fun to see Graham's monogram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679301643331225490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EmLJQ4P8XCk/TtDuwR8Mx5I/AAAAAAAABfI/Lro0x0ug4hY/s400/163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wonderful food, everything was so good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679305777313406578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx5Td4JI8q0/TtDyg6OW3nI/AAAAAAAABhM/Y4FYUaUEzyA/s400/161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679305757538803346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8IqBzsM-X2c/TtDyfwjuXpI/AAAAAAAABhE/TG3lekPUa3k/s400/162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Diaper Cake, I loved the little animals, they are now decorated Graham's first Christmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679307734094568850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yqtAytB0ZB8/TtD0SzzV3ZI/AAAAAAAABhY/1Ufc3o7MZZc/s400/164.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679301662931828962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNoG9ibR8mQ/TtDuxa9WQOI/AAAAAAAABfs/ri8bqJXU5L4/s400/165.JPG" /&gt;When it was time to open gifts two special guests arrived, via Skype, Lauren and Riley! It was so sweet of Christina to do this! It was so fun getting to see them! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679301655898405906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJ0hD59-7So/TtDuxAwcvBI/AAAAAAAABfg/ZmA3SCORG68/s400/172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We got so many great gifts! Lots of monogrammed stuff which I love! I was so worried about Graham not having as many special things as Reed, but he may have ended up with more!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_riFwdXdYc/TtD6ttk7nlI/AAAAAAAABh8/w2Rbk8nHjXc/s1600/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679314793349750354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_riFwdXdYc/TtD6ttk7nlI/AAAAAAAABh8/w2Rbk8nHjXc/s400/173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Special Blanket that my sister got me! It coordinates with the nursery perfectly! Amy also bought Reed a blanket and it is favorite, his "bye-bye" as he calls it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679302750075171266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dh6ksYES_8Q/TtDvws4hMcI/AAAAAAAABgo/ck8No3F9u0g/s400/176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the hostess gift I found a cute idea on Pinterest! I made Christmas ornaments by taking a wooden block and mod podging paper with girl's last name initial on one side, pictures on two sides (that I stole from their Facebook pages) and a bible verse on the 4th side. I thought they turned out so cute, but I didn't take any pictures when I made them so I thought I would share here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ODtPHYXVTsU/TtDvwNBplCI/AAAAAAAABgc/RCGDm065E-Y/s1600/246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679302741523534882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ODtPHYXVTsU/TtDvwNBplCI/AAAAAAAABgc/RCGDm065E-Y/s400/246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and the hostesses!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love these girls to death and I am so lucky to have them as friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2nctaIITZFc/TtDvvrFdE9I/AAAAAAAABgQ/ViWkRY4ps2I/s1600/249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679302732412687314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2nctaIITZFc/TtDvvrFdE9I/AAAAAAAABgQ/ViWkRY4ps2I/s400/249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RN_T5VpVoAY/TtD4xccAJsI/AAAAAAAABhw/Ewhfc59vI7c/s1600/254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679312658445117122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RN_T5VpVoAY/TtD4xccAJsI/AAAAAAAABhw/Ewhfc59vI7c/s400/254.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Gigi &amp;amp; Gran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ruAmJc78RuI/TtD3pXU2tiI/AAAAAAAABhk/4yZ3ivau7GE/s1600/255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679311420122379810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ruAmJc78RuI/TtD3pXU2tiI/AAAAAAAABhk/4yZ3ivau7GE/s400/255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-1592732942634988142?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1592732942634988142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=1592732942634988142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1592732942634988142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1592732942634988142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-showers.html' title='Baby Showers!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EmLJQ4P8XCk/TtDuwR8Mx5I/AAAAAAAABfI/Lro0x0ug4hY/s72-c/163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5459178470562677030</id><published>2011-11-25T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T05:40:58.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I decided Reed was too cute in his Halloween costume not to go back and share a few! Our church has a great Fall Festival that we went to and Reed had a blast, but first we tried our best to get a few cute pictures of Mater (Reed's favorite character right now). As you can see Reed is the typical 2 1/2 year old boy and doesn't sit still for anything! I have had to just let go of getting the perfect picture every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Josh took him in the back yard and tried to get a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xkw3gEb4HWQ/TtBoqzceEsI/AAAAAAAABao/z2zZRUn0dZM/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679154214687609538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xkw3gEb4HWQ/TtBoqzceEsI/AAAAAAAABao/z2zZRUn0dZM/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DXbyBroKPB0/TtBoq20OgqI/AAAAAAAABaw/4ZS6zMcpo5w/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679154215592559266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DXbyBroKPB0/TtBoq20OgqI/AAAAAAAABaw/4ZS6zMcpo5w/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4x_l2m_c1M4/TtBpbPLjyKI/AAAAAAAABbU/xoJb-wfgGOU/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679155046766594210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4x_l2m_c1M4/TtBpbPLjyKI/AAAAAAAABbU/xoJb-wfgGOU/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u9s5MnI_izI/TtBpatKTFSI/AAAAAAAABbA/-s3iUg3KVi8/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679155037634499874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u9s5MnI_izI/TtBpatKTFSI/AAAAAAAABbA/-s3iUg3KVi8/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suU_TapoAoc/TtBp-Ih3JyI/AAAAAAAABb8/2get8e0yfIM/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679155646276511522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suU_TapoAoc/TtBp-Ih3JyI/AAAAAAAABb8/2get8e0yfIM/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RAEhLJZZiho/TtBp9r1Om2I/AAAAAAAABbw/JMYmmmr_1jQ/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679155638573112162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RAEhLJZZiho/TtBp9r1Om2I/AAAAAAAABbw/JMYmmmr_1jQ/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oTylM9UUOPk/TtBp9W41bgI/AAAAAAAABbk/RWQ7ntL1u5M/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679155632951094786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oTylM9UUOPk/TtBp9W41bgI/AAAAAAAABbk/RWQ7ntL1u5M/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the front!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6n-4CedTWs/TtBqoFp1tmI/AAAAAAAABcI/HXklGsivDWg/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679156367059170914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6n-4CedTWs/TtBqoFp1tmI/AAAAAAAABcI/HXklGsivDWg/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we tried once we got to the church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tSH7Z5OMYvA/TtBqo4NM3FI/AAAAAAAABcg/jxVUxa4r2uM/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679156380629261394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tSH7Z5OMYvA/TtBqo4NM3FI/AAAAAAAABcg/jxVUxa4r2uM/s400/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the point! :) I think they all show see silly, fun personality! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Picture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679286762340607426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M1wxpRnlAOc/TtDhOF7j5cI/AAAAAAAABc4/__d7zCivt2k/s400/059-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With Gigi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679286766955809938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-caDIZgqvzw0/TtDhOXH6TJI/AAAAAAAABdE/gM6ayJ0zkfo/s400/068-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to the church Reed loved walking around looking at all of the other kids in costume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679289068254670674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOyrAQqNVPY/TtDjUUIUL1I/AAAAAAAABdc/uSwPokQK5J4/s400/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he spotted the bounce house! The costume came of and he started sliding over and over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sliding with Kaleb &amp;amp; Montgomery (they are in class together at school too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S2zLw3as_e0/TtDqudLetEI/AAAAAAAABe8/Ympx4h4Aroo/s1600/072-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679297213941855298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S2zLw3as_e0/TtDqudLetEI/AAAAAAAABe8/Ympx4h4Aroo/s400/072-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679291142267194738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PlSeBDgGZt0/TtDlNCbbzXI/AAAAAAAABek/eWpxE31VL8Q/s400/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we finally got him pulled away from the bounce house Reed decided he wanted to play some games.....once he figured out games = candy, he was all about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679289064442733794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yTjwFIsbpKU/TtDjUF7epOI/AAAAAAAABdQ/u_8qEF1X4O0/s400/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679290062953400706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypIjhN1Spck/TtDkONq-SYI/AAAAAAAABeA/2OXxglCAj0M/s400/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679286757782736786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOnLwmozI98/TtDhN084T5I/AAAAAAAABcs/uyTMH7PN7ug/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679290059127689682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_OnJ9L-9PEo/TtDkN_a2kdI/AAAAAAAABd0/Z3wOdNfGSQo/s400/103-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679290066856930274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RdZMfih705M/TtDkOcNpa-I/AAAAAAAABeM/oIyRpu2fZwQ/s400/147.JPG" /&gt; On Halloween night we took Reed around the neighborhood to about 10 houses and he had a blast. He would get a little shy when the neighbors would come to the door, but he would usually say "Trick-or-Treat" and thank you. Then he would turn around and say can we do more trick or treat! He loved the candy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't take any pictures while we were walking, but this is a pictures when we got home! He still ask for a piece of trick or treat candy! All in all we had a great Halloween! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679291148556154146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QJIQu3b08KI/TtDlNZ21tSI/AAAAAAAABew/OCi5Ja0jX08/s400/160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-5459178470562677030?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5459178470562677030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5459178470562677030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5459178470562677030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5459178470562677030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xkw3gEb4HWQ/TtBoqzceEsI/AAAAAAAABao/z2zZRUn0dZM/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5685701916838557111</id><published>2011-11-25T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:21:59.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reed's Big Boy Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just realized I never posted Reed's Big Boy Room pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the big boy bed I found on craigslist for $100! I got a cheap comforter, so I wouldn't always be stressing about it getting dirty or messed up and then spent a little more on the shams and sheets from pottery barn (which I used debit card points for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679801725998709554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBy_L-LNxG8/TtK1k7DNuzI/AAAAAAAABls/Jz3mFMJzX4A/s400/DSC00116.JPG" /&gt;I think the curtains look even better in this room because the window is so much bigger. Tonja also made a bed skirt to match. I think it all tied together great! I love that we got to reuse so much from his nursery. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679801721085435266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BT0PFPa7lws/TtK1kovzHYI/AAAAAAAABlg/6fMqWTv4LQw/s400/DSC00117.JPG" /&gt;The baseball men I found at Hobby Lobby and I bought a lamp at Target. Besides the bed stuff, those are the only two things I had to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679801716065532338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBNukYMFiww/TtK1kWC9ebI/AAAAAAAABlU/K2bOP4ALmnQ/s400/DSC00118.JPG" /&gt;We rehung the bats Josh had made for the nursery and of course the amazing dresser that Josh's Dad made, that I still love to death and now Graham has one too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691348228542510354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6TrCD4NRw7g/Tvu7D09TNRI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/57rVe1gNavc/s400/GSB%2B242.JPG" /&gt;This shelf is something we had added to Reed's room before we moved him to help organize toys and books. It fit perfectly on the wall between the door and the closet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691348225293260626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVCDWW8tzNU/Tvu7Do2nl1I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Qb7aEOuPiHE/s400/GSB%2B241.JPG" /&gt;Reed's Tree! I found a star this year, maybe next year I will finally find a tree skirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691348233105076578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lK6esecs2wg/Tvu7EF9GcWI/AAAAAAAAB_k/9cHiPx1fCQM/s400/GSB%2B243.JPG" /&gt;New Cars ornament this year from Gigi, my Mom also got him some Cars ornaments but I didn't get a picture of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691348242633796914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f59snE2TZq0/Tvu7Epc7LTI/AAAAAAAAB_w/E089AhdtyzY/s400/GSB%2B244.JPG" /&gt; Reed loves his room and we do too! I think the hardest part was finding a paint color....if you know me you are not surprised. I think we went through 5 colors, but I think we finally found the perfect one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-5685701916838557111?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5685701916838557111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5685701916838557111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5685701916838557111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5685701916838557111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/11/reeds-big-boy-room.html' title='Reed&apos;s Big Boy Room'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBy_L-LNxG8/TtK1k7DNuzI/AAAAAAAABls/Jz3mFMJzX4A/s72-c/DSC00116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-258483939643327169</id><published>2011-11-23T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T23:14:36.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy #2-Graham Scott Baker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, we were so excited to find out on March 28th that we were expecting our second baby! We were beyond thrilled and decided to share the news with everyone at Reed's 2nd Birthday Party. We had a family party at our house so it was the perfect time, except that it took everyone forever to notice Reed's Big Bro shirt! In fact I finally had to tell my Dad to read the shirt and he was very shocked and so was everyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on July 5th, we were able to find out we were expecting our 2nd baby BOY! By the time the day arrived Reed had me convinced that it was a boy because he would only say he was having a baby brother. You could ask him, "Are you having a sister or a sister?" and he would still say brother! We decided it would be fun to have a little reveal party for the family so my sister made some cookies with colored cake balls in the center for everyone to bite into. They turned out so cute and everyone loved finding out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678442736135247202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCbK89IjDIs/Ts3hlTS9FWI/AAAAAAAABaA/IhMmtO9WJnM/s400/phone%2Bpics%2B219.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We were so excited to see this little profile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0GJdu_5TKU/Ts3hkzX5JdI/AAAAAAAABZ4/ROgZhw2e5tg/s1600/phone%2Bpics%2B218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678442727566026194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0GJdu_5TKU/Ts3hkzX5JdI/AAAAAAAABZ4/ROgZhw2e5tg/s400/phone%2Bpics%2B218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZvqaqFTtVw/Ts3gG5sGihI/AAAAAAAABZI/2YRBZtcUAWo/s1600/Raw00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678441114353699346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZvqaqFTtVw/Ts3gG5sGihI/AAAAAAAABZI/2YRBZtcUAWo/s400/Raw00811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1w4wDFhnngY/Ts3hkVTjqcI/AAAAAAAABZg/2HUO-QCKhCA/s1600/Raw00812-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678442719494777282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1w4wDFhnngY/Ts3hkVTjqcI/AAAAAAAABZg/2HUO-QCKhCA/s400/Raw00812-edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7Osu8vkvjU/Ts3hknkh5QI/AAAAAAAABZs/nD9JyxPnzmY/s1600/Raw00835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678442724397802754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7Osu8vkvjU/Ts3hknkh5QI/AAAAAAAABZs/nD9JyxPnzmY/s400/Raw00835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We finally decided on a name in September. I have always loved the name Graham and Josh liked it right away, but there were several other names we considered for a while. We just had a hard time deciding. For some reason it was weird giving him a name, very different from naming Reed when I practically knew all my life that if I had a little boy that's what his name would be. But we finally settled on Graham and Josh wanted to use Scott after his brother's middle name. I think they go great together and I am totally in love with his name now, Graham Scott Baker!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This pregnancy has been VERY different from Reed's. It started off very similar, I didn't show much until 24 weeks or so (I was 25 weeks pregnant when we went to the beach in the previous post), I gained about the same amount of weight, Graham's heartbeat was always around 140 like Reed, and I measured right on track every week. With Reed I had what I would consider mild heartburn and with Graham I had a few days where I could barely eat it was so bad! Then around week 30 once I started getting bigger I started having so much pressure and I knew right away that Graham was head down. Reed was always breech and I never experienced anything like this. I have also had lots of braxton hicks contractions (a couple of nights ago I was able to time them every 2 minutes for 40 minutes) and never had one with Reed. 2 weeks ago during my 36th week I got very sick and was so sick I called the doctor and they wanted to check on dehydration. The nurse practitioner went ahead and did a full appointment and I had lost 4 lbs in 4 days and we had a little scare when she measured Graham at only 34 weeks and 4 days earlier I had measured 36. After an ultrasound everything checked out fine and Graham measured exact to the day! Once I got well, it was like my body held on to everything I ate and I got SO swollen! I did swell with Reed, but I had never seen anything like this! I am happy to report now the swelling as subsided and at least to a stranger my hands and feet look normal. I am feeling great and we are just SO excited to meet our Baby Graham in 4 days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't really decide if my belly is the same size as it was with Reed or maybe a little smaller. Monday at my last appointment I actually only measured 37 weeks and I should have been 38 and 1 day. I want to guess that Graham is going to be a little smaller, but I only gained 1 lb less this pregnancy and it is Thanksgiving week (with no weigh in before delivery.....I couldn't have timed this better)! So I guess everyone will have fun guessing his size! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am at 31 and 37 weeks pregnant. I took them wearing the same outfit to try to compare. I haven't been very good about taking pictures. I had taken several more in the mirror myself but unfortunately I just lost all of my pictures and videos off my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAsklcCXAh0/Ts3o1zCXolI/AAAAAAAABac/uxFVS6qMybs/s1600/31%2Bweeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678450716114920018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAsklcCXAh0/Ts3o1zCXolI/AAAAAAAABac/uxFVS6qMybs/s400/31%2Bweeks.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPUlpSrnf1w/Ts3o15NqK-I/AAAAAAAABaQ/7v6YhaKJFvs/s1600/37%2Bweeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678450717772884962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPUlpSrnf1w/Ts3o15NqK-I/AAAAAAAABaQ/7v6YhaKJFvs/s400/37%2Bweeks.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Up next pictures from the 2 wonderful showers we were blessed with and a sneak peak at Graham's nursery! It most likely won't be 100% by the 28th, but it will be very close and will possibly be 100% by the time we come home from the hospital!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-258483939643327169?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/258483939643327169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=258483939643327169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/258483939643327169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/258483939643327169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/11/pregnancy-2-graham-scott-baker.html' title='Pregnancy #2-Graham Scott Baker'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCbK89IjDIs/Ts3hlTS9FWI/AAAAAAAABaA/IhMmtO9WJnM/s72-c/phone%2Bpics%2B219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4415224019326880651</id><published>2011-11-23T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:32:35.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reed at 2 and a 1/2</title><content type='html'>So once Reed turned two in April, the summer fun began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend of Memorial Day Reed starting telling us he needed to go to the potty, so we sent him to school in underwear for the first time and that was pretty much it! He had a little trouble for a couple of weeks with #2, but that quickly ended and he was doing great! He also learned quickly that he likes having a book while he goes potty and he didn't like sitting when he went pee-pee so we saw a lot of this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678390093521541634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rwIl9GKjjmg/Ts2xtGRy2gI/AAAAAAAABUc/8LFLhkxDUrM/s320/potty.jpg" /&gt; and this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678390454802240482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AqWywBxxpN4/Ts2yCIJ00-I/AAAAAAAABUo/Urah1Q_yCAo/s320/IMG_1199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have some accidents of course, but 95% of the time they are during nap time and at home he just doesn't want to stop playing to go so we have accidents then too. Around this time he started finally counting to 10 all the way and singing the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ABCs&lt;/span&gt; to himself, just not for us when we asked him. He started putting on his shoes by himself and this is something he still likes to do and he LOVES shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In June, after showing some fear of water we started Reed in swim lessons! It took several lessons but he finally started loving it and he loved Miss Chelsey his instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678410926565034146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULqAW0dKefU/Ts3EpvabCKI/AAAAAAAABVA/1X4I1Ee9kKg/s320/swim%2Blesson.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer Reed finally started watching a little bit of TV. I say that because up until this point Reed would never sit still longer than 5 minutes. I didn't/don't want him watching TV all the time, but it is nice to have him still long enough to get ready to go some where or get dinner started. Reed's first favorite was the movie Cars for about two months he watched it EVERY day after school and sometimes before! Then he started liking the cartoon Olivia, or as he calls it "Piggies." We still watch this cartoon every morning and every afternoon almost! We have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt; full of every episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we weren't outside playing or at the park, Reed loved playing play-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;legos&lt;/span&gt;. He also still loved his trucks! He could tell us all the different trucks in books and when we were in the car! He would scream out dump truck, garage truck, gas truck, car truck and then he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt; his farm equipment. Then he would yell out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excavator&lt;/span&gt;, digger, backhoe! We were amazed how quickly he learned and how he could tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after turning two the conversations began! Each month his vocabulary and understanding of what was going on around him just continued to grow! He would amaze us week after week with the things he would say, remember and do. We laughed on a daily basis at the things he would say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reed continued to not have much of an appetite or want to try new foods. Pretty much all he ate was chicken nuggets and occasionally turkey dogs, spaghetti or poppy seed chicken or some kind of chicken casserole. However, Reed is like his Mommy and loves his sweets. He would beg every day and still does for candy or p&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opsicles&lt;/span&gt;! He also loves to drink anything instead of eating! milk, juice and sprite are his favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July, the "WHY" questions started! Everything was and still is WHY! It can be exhausting at times but we know he is learning and we have just learned to make a game out of it most of the time. Also this month while Josh traveled to Haiti I started putting Reed to bed awake. Up until this point Reed would fall asleep sitting on the couch with us and then we would put him to bed. We had taken his crib front off a month or so ago and I knew he was ready to start being able to fall asleep by himself. He did it every day at school and it was taking him forever to fall asleep watching TV every night. It took a couple of nights but by the third night there were no tears and he fell right to sleep. We would say our prayers together and Reed would go to sleep. Then on Labor Day weekend Reed got to move to a big boy bed in his new room (I need to do a whole post showing off his new room, we love how it turned out)! We had a couple of nights where Reed would show up in our room in the middle of the night, but we would just take him back to his room and he would go right back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678413214034926578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4NfMcAtQE0/Ts3Gu45vm_I/AAAAAAAABVY/dlGya_6Nv3c/s320/new%2Broom%2B9.11.JPG" /&gt;In August, we went to the beach and Reed loved it! We had so much fun, it was our last trip as a family of 3! We also got a new car and Reed quickly became attached to watching movies in the car. At school Reed is one of the youngest in his class and he missed moving up to a new room with the rest of his friends. So we went through a period where he didn't like going to school. In September, he was finally allowed to move up a little before turn&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; 2 1/2 and he was back to normal. He loves his friends at school and we love his school. It is a Christian Daycare and I love him coming home singing Bible songs and seeing the bible verses they learn each week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678416600334695170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_hGNMEWgMHI/Ts3Jz_2hewI/AAAAAAAABVk/1P9ueDpKSSg/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678423985060911362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dNm_0dg6wMM/Ts3Qh2GdGQI/AAAAAAAABXc/DcQPJIpiVvw/s320/DSC_0340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678416627237111330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S_oY_kz4s-s/Ts3J1kEjxiI/AAAAAAAABWU/DKqeEbt8AMw/s320/DSC_0286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678416614247332386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lOSen-lbp0s/Ts3J0zrjeiI/AAAAAAAABV8/C2ZO6ATzYgI/s320/DSC_0142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678416620039616674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMfUK91Cg9g/Ts3J1JQiuKI/AAAAAAAABWI/O8ogJQVEmHo/s320/DSC_0163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678416604214366722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lCoBOaw6OkM/Ts3J0OTgkgI/AAAAAAAABVw/XCrsGzNHck8/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678427612387352546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8tn8qqLT9E/Ts3T0-8eH-I/AAAAAAAABXo/j8PN3RdRuwM/s320/DSC_0400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678423596352387058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8rrYXfgQ4-k/Ts3QLODHt_I/AAAAAAAABXE/JLbQFyFFv0k/s320/DSC_0455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678427616892935826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3D7ekSUaHs/Ts3T1Pur3pI/AAAAAAAABX0/W3AbEJzvFKA/s320/DSC_0409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678428574516609602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgRmIPq1WLw/Ts3Us_J9gkI/AAAAAAAABYA/5DrLxCCMvuc/s320/DSC_0473-edit.jpg" /&gt;Lately, Reed is still very into playing with trucks, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;legos&lt;/span&gt; and his race cars and race track. He loves all things deer hunting, due to his Daddy. He loves to wear his deer camp pants, orange shirt (which happens to say Trick or Treat) and deer camp boots (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; rain boots). He has a small play 4-wheeler that he loves and plays with all the time. His favorite things to watch are still Cars, Olivia and Clifford. He still only eats chicken &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nuggets&lt;/span&gt; 90% of the time and loves his juice and milk. He is doing great in his big boy bed and lately I have been having to wake him up for school at 7:15. When he wakes up he drinks his milk and watches "Piggies" every day! He goes to bed around 8. After he drinks his milk we lay in bed with him and read a book or two, say prayers and he goes to sleep. I have to mention that Reed is STILL very much attached to his blanket that he calls his "Bye-Bye." At this point he may go to college with it! :) At school, Reed has been having quite a few accidents during nap time, so we have been encouraging him to go in the potty and allowing him to get a prize for going. He loves stopping at the gas station to pick out a treat or going to Sonic to get a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the last few weeks we have really been trying to prepare Reed to become a big brother! We talk about Graham constantly and Reed really seems to understand that a baby is going to come out of my belly (it helps having friends with baby brothers and sisters too). His favorite thing to say is that he is going to change &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt; diapers. I think he is going to be a great helper. I have a feeling we will have a little bit of jealousy but overall I think he will be very protective and love him to death. A couple of weeks ago I was going through tubs from the attic and found a lovey that had Reed's name on it and he immediately wanted it and started calling it his baby. He even wanted a bottle to feed it. He doesn't have to have it all the time, but he will occasionally ask for his "Baby" and sleep with it or carry it around. So I think we are all caught up with the life of Reed! We love this kid to death and just can't get enough of him! I will try to get a post done on his big boy room soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-4415224019326880651?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4415224019326880651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4415224019326880651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4415224019326880651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4415224019326880651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/11/reed-at-2-and-12.html' title='Reed at 2 and a 1/2'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rwIl9GKjjmg/Ts2xtGRy2gI/AAAAAAAABUc/8LFLhkxDUrM/s72-c/potty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-54728891777631237</id><published>2011-11-23T08:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T08:49:16.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reed's 2nd Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="425" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/slideshow/slideshow-ui.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="configXMLURL=http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/slideshow/config/config-share.xml&amp;slideshowModuleURL=http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/slideshow/slideshow-module.swf&amp;projectGUID=0CZtHLNq3bMXeP&amp;swfName=slideshowFlashContent&amp;showReplay=true"/&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"/&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="best"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;embed width="425" height="425" align="middle" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" name="wrapper" quality="best" menu="false" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" flashvars="configXMLURL=http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/slideshow/config/config-share.xml&amp;slideshowModuleURL=http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/slideshow/slideshow-module.swf&amp;projectGUID=0CZtHLNq3bMXeP&amp;swfName=slideshowFlashContent&amp;showReplay=true" src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/slideshow/slideshow-ui.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="width:425px;margin-top:0;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0CZtHLNq3bMWGq&amp;amp;eid=115"&gt;Click here to view this photo book larger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; width: 425px; text-align: center;"&gt;You&amp;#39;ll love award-winning &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/photo-books" style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;Shutterfly photo books&lt;/a&gt;. 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I guess I should take this time as well to apologize to anyone that has been receiving spam emails from me! I promise I have been trying to fix the account, just don't want to get rid of a 12 year old account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even though it may not seem important to me, documenting Reed's life and soon to be Graham's life is VERY important to me. I previously got so far behind that I just decided to stop, but I continued to jot down at least monthly what Reed was up too. So my solution now is to post links to Reed's 1st and 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shutterfly&lt;/span&gt; books and move forward and do my best to keep up! I don't really know what makes me think I can keep up with a blog with 2 kiddos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;verses&lt;/span&gt; one, but I am going to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes! Watch Reed grow up over the last 2 years through the books and then I will try to catch you up on what we have been up to over the last 6 months!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-6730014386713007650?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6730014386713007650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=6730014386713007650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/6730014386713007650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/6730014386713007650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-really-me.html' title='It&apos;s really me....'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5559737732401573100</id><published>2009-12-31T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:04:29.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Months</title><content type='html'>Well, due to Reed getting sick the day I planned to take his 8 month pictures, I haven't been able to post. Needless, to say these pictures were taken 2 weeks late, but thankfully I had already jotted down his milestones on the 9th. It is amazing how much as changed since then. It is almost funny reading some of what I wrote, now knowing what he learned the following 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8 months Reed is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rolling over and over to get places and get what he wants. Still not crawling, mainly because he hates being on his stomach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still no teeth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Babbling so much more and only he knows what he is talking about&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally saying Da-da again at least every once in a while. He had stopped saying it for over a month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Said Ma-ma for the first time on November 13th, he says it all the time now...it is the BEST!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Much more aware of what is going on....if he sees something he wants you can't try to hide it from him, he will try to go where you put it&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421682397713494002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2valizb_I/AAAAAAAABN4/7Zdpu5TnkG4/s320/DSC02992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tried green beans, asparagus, carrots and squash for the first time. He liked everything except for asparagus. He hated it! I keep trying but he has hated it every time so far.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating 5 bottles a day at 7, 11, 2, 5 and 8ish. He has yogurt after his morning bottle and solid foods, normally 2 to 3 cubes, after his 11 and 5 bottles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves mum mums and puffs. Doing great get puffs in his mouth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is a funny fact about Reed.....he loves playing with toothbrushes and toothpaste tubes. Josh's Mom works at a dentist office so we had a baby toothbrush that Reed as always loved chewing on and now he has three different brushes he chews on. He started liking toothpaste tubes when he would hang out in the bathroom with us while we were getting ready. We handed him one to play with one time and now he goes crazy to get them when he sees the toothpaste tube.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421451241980914194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzdLjVfahI/AAAAAAAABK4/FUL5rm9jzD8/s320/DSC03000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves anything shiny, like silver measuring spoons or my mom's watch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reed will run over you in his walker. He is so fast! He now knows how to run and then coast and bang into things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He can jump to the moon in his jumperoo. He goes crazy in it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gives five when you ask for one and stick out your hand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves tapping and banging on hard surfaces&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started giving hugs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waved bye-bye to my Mom on November 17th but hasn't really done it that well again.  He really thinks about it though when he sees us doing and saying it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421686119569514978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2yzOibYeI/AAAAAAAABOA/Jhy1YLlzoLE/s320/DSC03002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still taking 3 naps a day, but I think he may be transitioning to only 2 naps. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still doesn't liked to be rocked. We just lay him down when he gets tired and he gets himself to sleep. Normally doesn't make a peep, sometimes he will talk himself to sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still going to bed around 8 and sleeping great. Lately he has been sleeping past 7, usually around 7:20, but yesterday (12/8) it was 7:50&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not waking up at all during the night, no more paci runs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing 6-9 month clothes, but they are just fitting, we will be moving up sizes soon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing size 2-3 diapers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will play in the floor for 30 minutes or more just playing with his toys by himself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421452844191525586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Szzeo0CRKtI/AAAAAAAABLI/porIuca2x4s/s320/DSC03009.JPG" /&gt;We decided to capture a crib picture with the crib lowered all the way down. This will be a good way to measure his growth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421452849675389442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzepIduSgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/oBAZlmVzbBI/s320/DSC03015.JPG" /&gt;This is our attempt to capture some pictures of Reed in front of his Christmas tree. We gave him the letter to try to distract from the tree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421457143556054290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzijEapnRI/AAAAAAAABLY/3gp2OVbwrSs/s320/DSC03027.JPG" /&gt;It didn't last long....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421457154054444866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzijrhqV0I/AAAAAAAABLg/p-amwmOc1ms/s320/DSC03028.JPG" /&gt;He got it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421457157127270098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Szzij2-R7tI/AAAAAAAABLo/OMyx0pfZlVA/s320/DSC03046(1).JPG" /&gt; We never got a good picture with the whole tree, but here it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421690029747819474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz22W1FlU9I/AAAAAAAABOQ/Erwr9OeY1BE/s320/DSC03052(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-5559737732401573100?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5559737732401573100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5559737732401573100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5559737732401573100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5559737732401573100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/12/8-months.html' title='8 Months'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2valizb_I/AAAAAAAABN4/7Zdpu5TnkG4/s72-c/DSC02992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7167271271517485095</id><published>2009-12-31T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:00:56.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More first....some good &amp; some not!</title><content type='html'>I will start with the not so good! Unfortunately, Reed got sick for the first time and it wasn't just a little stomach bug or snotty nose. He got RSV! On December 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, which was a Friday, Reed woke up with a little cough, nothing to be worried about at all. Then on Saturday we went to Kaleb's birthday party at Chuck E Cheese. He coughed a few times that day, enough that it made us wonder and I called the doctor's office just to see what they thought. Of course they said if he wasn't running fever to just watch him over the weekend and bring him in Monday if he got worse. By Sunday night we had decided that we would take him to the doctor just to be on the safe side. In the middle of the night Sunday the cough had gotten a lot worse and by Monday morning he was wheezing a little. Monday morning I had my mom meet me at the doctor's office and the doctor did confirm that Reed was wheezing, but he said it wasn't to bad and in the upper part of his lungs. He also said that Reed's ears looked perfect and clear. I was so relieved because that was my biggest fear that he had an ear infection. The doctor had us give him a breathing treatment in the office, which was my worst experience so far as a parent. I had to hold a mask, like an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oxygen&lt;/span&gt; mask, over Reed's face for about 8 minutes. He screamed and kicked the whole time. The doctor sent us home with an inhaler to do as needed and that was it. Well all day Monday Reed was very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lethargic&lt;/span&gt; and then through out the night his cough was horrible. Every time he coughed it sounded like he was going to throw up. On Tuesday morning I didn't know what to do but I went on to work and left Reed with my Mom again. I called to check on Reed through out the day and each time it sounded like he was getting worse. I also called the doctor's office 3 times on Tuesday each time hoping to get a different nurse that would confirm my concerns that we should bring him back in, but each time they just said if he isn't running fever he should be fine. The nurses also kept saying that sometimes the inhalers and breathing treatments make the cough worse because they break up all the mucus in their chest and make them cough more. Around 2:30 on Tuesday Reed was feeling so bad that I came home to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt; on him and shortly after coming home he got a low grade fever. My Mom and I just sat there and stared at him and didn't know what to do. He was struggling to breath and only able to drink &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PediLight&lt;/span&gt; because milk was to thick for him to drink and still be able to breath. We just didn't know what to do for him! My Mom thankfully is a home health nurse and had a pulse ox machine in her car, of course it is for adults but she hooked it up to Reed's big toe and the machine read his pulse ox at 93. Of course, I didn't know what that meant and Mom wasn't sure if it was reading right and she didn't know what was bad for infants, but she said 93 for an adult is not great. Finally at 4:15, we decided that we had to take him back to the doctor. I was prepared for them to just look at me like I was a crazy over protective, first time mother, but I had to do it. I just knew something wasn't right, even though I had been reassured by 3 nurses not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are able to make a 5 pm appointment. We get there and a very sweet, petite female doctor walks in, barely looks at Reed and says, "He has RSV!" What?? How, could he have gone from having a minor cough to RSV in 24 hours. The doctor the day before and all 3 nurses NEVER even mentioned a concern of RSV. Every mother would have remembered those 3 letters getting mentioned! She of course had the test ran just to confirm and it was positive. She looked at me and said you did the right thing by bringing him in. Thank goodness we did! Next, she looked at his ears and said both of them were infected. At this point I was freaking out, what the heck is happening to my baby. Then, she has the nurse check his pulse ox and it is 93. So my Mom's machine was right and the nurse says, "Oh that is not good!" Great, now I am scared to death. The doctor comes back in and let us know that he is a VERY sick little boy. She tells us that she doesn't feel he needs to be admitted to the hospital at this time, but he is very close to needing to be. Yikes, this is worse than I ever imagined! We did another breathing treatment in the office and this time Reed just laid there. He was feeling so bad he couldn't fight! We had to purchase a breathing machine so we could continue doing breathing treatments every 2-3 hours during the night. The doctor told us to watch him very closely through the night and if felt he was getting worse at all to take him to Children's. She said she wanted to see him back in the morning to make sure he was doing better.  Tuesday night was very scary but a little better than I expected. We sat Reed in his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;carseat&lt;/span&gt; to sleep in our room. We was able to breath a lot easier sitting up. Every 2 1/2 hours during the night Reed woke up having coughing fits. At these times we would get up and do a breathing treatment on him while he slept. He never really woke up or cried during the night he was just coughing so hard it scared us to death. By morning Reed was breathing a little easier but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not acting like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;himself&lt;/span&gt;. We took him back to the doctor and the doctor said he still sounded awful but he could tell that he was on the upside of things and that the breathing treatments were helping. He told us to do them every 4 hours until Sunday. Reed still wasn't able or wanting to drink much milk but we did get about 2 out of his 5 bottles down him on Wednesday. Slowly, day by day Reed got to feeling better. We elevated his bed and he was able to sleep in his bed. By Saturday he was taking all 5 of his bottles again but still no solid foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cough continued the week of Christmas. On Christmas Eve morning, he woke up crying and was wheezing pretty bad again. We had to do another breathing treatment and he slept sitting up in our bed that morning. The same thing happen Christmas morning and for the next two days. We decided this past Monday to take him back to the doctor again just to make sure he was really getting better. I just wanted to make sure it wasn't turning into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pneumonia&lt;/span&gt; and have his ears checked out. He had been pulling on them a little more than normal. The doctor said that he sounded great and that his ears were looking much better just a little fluid left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all this horrible sickness Reed as been a little trooper! He seriously has not cried and fussed hardly at all. After a couple of days of being very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lethargic&lt;/span&gt; he has been back to normal as far as personality is concerned. He still is not eating much. Since the 15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; he has only finished his morning &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt; once or twice and he has only had 3 or 4 whole jars of food at one sitting. We are used to him eating &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast and then 3 or 4 cubes (1 1/2 to 2 jars) of food for lunch and the same for dinner. The only real change has been that Reed has decided that he likes to be rocked/held while he goes to sleep now. He got use to being held while he was sick and now he doesn't like to just be laid down for naps and bedtime. Part of this is also contributed to Reed being able to sit up from a laying position now (more on that later). Anyway, for now I am eating it up! There is nothing like rocking my baby to sleep. He is just so sweet when he is sleepy. He just cuddles with his blanket and usually falls right to sleep, most of the time just a little bouncy on the couch and he is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture of Reed on Wednesday night (not even at his worst) getting a breathing treatment. He quickly learned that they made him feel better so he would just lay there and breath them in.....so sad. Can you see how gray his eyes are? He just looked sick just to look at him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421665751849775026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2gRq3oL7I/AAAAAAAABNI/dIFKRSqZIas/s320/DSC02892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now on to the other first I alluded to in the title. Reed has had more first in the last two weeks than any other two weeks his whole life. The first one being his firth tooth! When we went to the doctor the first time, on December 14&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; the doctor put the tongue depressor in Reed's mouth to look down his throat and he said, "I see your little tooth poking through!" I screamed in the doctor's face, "You do!" I know he thought I was crazy. Sure enough I stuck my finger in his mouth (probably not the best idea in front of a doctor, but I didn't think about it until it was too late) and felt a little razor sharp point. We did our best to capture a few pictures once Reed started feeling better. For the last few days we have been noticing his other front tooth right under the gums and today I am pretty sure I felt a second sharp point. He doesn't like us to try to feel, but I am almost positive I did. So Reed has 2 teeth to ring in the new year with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the little white speck? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421669177281689666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2jZDmPOEI/AAAAAAAABNw/rcS7mMaG1lU/s320/DSC02979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421445163549870690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzXpvamSmI/AAAAAAAABKo/CKGkHp3DUxg/s320/DSC02985.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned that Reed is sitting up from a laying position. This has been a gradual first. I took these pictures on December 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of Reed pulling on his bumpers trying to sit up and got himself over on his stomach for the first time in his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421661898324151858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2cxXXhjjI/AAAAAAAABNA/Yjy-R2oqoks/s320/DSC02780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421659070527461618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2aMxAQWPI/AAAAAAAABMw/HnRhjoPAAQM/s320/DSC02784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Josh's Mom sent me this picture on December 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, saying, "Look Mom I sat up by myself after my nap!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421657482393170818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2YwUviM4I/AAAAAAAABMg/vdweuxblIXo/s320/Sitting+up.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then two days later my Mom took pictures of him sitting up, hutch over with his head on his knees sleeping. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning before we left for Kaleb's birthday party we lower the crib to the middle level and then that night he pulled up and was leaning half out of the crib reaching for his Christmas tree in his room. Needless to say we had to lower his crib to the floor that night at 9 pm so we could put him to bed. Then the next week while Reed was sick he perfected the sitting up in the crib and on the floor (no more crunches, like on his 7 month post). We took this picture before the crib got lowered to the floor. We should have known better than to think he wouldn't pull up like this at bedtime. Reed is starting to pull up on things that aren't far above him but he still can't pull up on higher things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421659076289206674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2aNGd9mZI/AAAAAAAABM4/m1igwSzKM9Q/s320/DSC02850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next 1st, (I told you, Reed has been VERY busy lately) Reed started clapping on Christmas Eve. Christmas Eve afternoon we were just hanging out with Amy and Branden they were both home for the holidays and ended up at our house, probably to see Reed more than us, but anyway we were just having a lazy afternoon. Amy was watching Reed play on the floor from the couch and I was walking through the house as I looked over and saw Reed clap his hands together. Amy had said, "Yeah" and Reed just started clapping. Amy didn't realize that he hadn't clapped &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; until I started saying did he just clap! From that point forward he clapped non-stop all day! I must say it is the most precious thing EVER!! All day on Christmas he would do one little thing and then stop and clap. Now all we have to say is yeah and he starts clapping. I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Reed clapping in Josh's lap before the Christmas Eve church services started! Look at those little chubby hands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421649790203727650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2RwlGqDyI/AAAAAAAABMY/yW84EZK6qKw/s320/DSC03064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big claps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421649778349147906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2Rv48ThwI/AAAAAAAABMI/U_P6DYt_ztw/s320/DSC03060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421649787855343778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2RwcWwkKI/AAAAAAAABMQ/O8RC9UqVIZ4/s320/DSC03063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Reed is crawling!!! This also has been very gradual, but has of today, Reed is crawling more than sitting still! Josh and I know that our whole world as parents is about to change! For some time now Reed has been leaning forward trying to figure out how to get his knees underneath him. He as always hated being on his stomach so as soon as he would get in somewhat of a crawling position he would turn over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture of him leaning forward. This was taken on November 29&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, so it has been a while in the making!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421667677994027922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2iByUNC5I/AAAAAAAABNo/wdHeeMWavTY/s320/DSC02745.JPG" /&gt;Right before Christmas Reed started pushing up and getting on his knees but then he couldn't figure out to move forward. He would kind of hopped and rocked forward. He would only try fora few seconds and then he would quite and sit up. On December 17&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; he started taking 2 or 3 steps forward and that continued until this past Sunday, December 28&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; as Josh and I watched him crawl across the living room, but he was still not moving around much. He would still mostly only take a few steps and quite. I got a call from my Mom on Tuesday freaking out because she didn't realize he was moving so much more since Christmas. He had crawled to the kitchen after her. Josh's Mom said he was moving around a lot yesterday and I was home today and he was ALL over the place. I sat him in his room and left him and within less than a minute he was all the way to me in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kitchen&lt;/span&gt; across the tile even. I got lots of video, but not any pictures. So on the last day of 2009 Reed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; became a crawler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what Reed would do when he tried to move forward. His leg always went out to the side and he would just sit up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421665765447818946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2gSdhp3sI/AAAAAAAABNY/B2aNdr8hKOQ/s320/DSC03034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is rocking on his knees. These pictures were taken on December 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421666310620274962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2gyMc5YRI/AAAAAAAABNg/Z515dQewmMo/s320/DSC03052(2).JPG" /&gt;Our little boy is growing up to fast! He has changed so much in the last couple of weeks. He is becoming a little boy to quick. On top of all the mobility he is babbling up a storm. He added bye-bye this week. He says &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; and Ma-ma all the time and now he has started with the "b" sounds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I can say is we love him to pieces!! It gets better every day!! He is the joy of our life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-7167271271517485095?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7167271271517485095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7167271271517485095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7167271271517485095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7167271271517485095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-firstsome-good-some-not.html' title='More first....some good &amp; some not!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz2gRq3oL7I/AAAAAAAABNI/dIFKRSqZIas/s72-c/DSC02892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-783923490504219798</id><published>2009-12-31T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:35:22.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaleb's 2nd Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>On December 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we had a great time at Chuck E Cheese celebrating Kaleb's birthday.  It was fun to see Reed enjoy all the action and get to partake in a little fun riding some of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kiddy&lt;/span&gt; rides with his friend Owen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed at the party table, wishing he could have some pizza instead of his baby food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzWQBmuylI/AAAAAAAABKY/AW66ea2KOb4/s1600-h/DSC02864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421443622244371026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzWQBmuylI/AAAAAAAABKY/AW66ea2KOb4/s320/DSC02864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleb blowing out his candles on his Thomas the Train cake.  Such a big boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzWPhlblvI/AAAAAAAABKQ/wrktQqN7xLo/s1600-h/DSC02861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421443613648983794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzWPhlblvI/AAAAAAAABKQ/wrktQqN7xLo/s320/DSC02861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reed taking Chuck E Cheese for a ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421438906860598194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzR9jboc7I/AAAAAAAABJo/ZKMUob2rtEE/s320/DSC02868(1).JPG" /&gt;Owen's turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421438915926921090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzR-FNNj4I/AAAAAAAABJw/XSR64LJn8-Q/s320/DSC02872(1).JPG" /&gt;Reed and Owen on a big truck together!  Watch out Owen, Reed has a lead foot like his daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzU5cLSbWI/AAAAAAAABKI/2Zd7pzgnLJ0/s1600-h/DSC02887(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421442134728404322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzU5cLSbWI/AAAAAAAABKI/2Zd7pzgnLJ0/s320/DSC02887(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How cute are these 2?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzTJfDBSgI/AAAAAAAABKA/H1kB4gBAygc/s1600-h/DSC02882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421440211353684482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzTJfDBSgI/AAAAAAAABKA/H1kB4gBAygc/s320/DSC02882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course all the parents had to play a little ski ball and Jeff wanted to brag on his high score!  Notice Josh's score to the left and Kyle's score to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzTI5hoeTI/AAAAAAAABJ4/3uw9mX3Wi4Q/s1600-h/DSC02878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421440201281534258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzTI5hoeTI/AAAAAAAABJ4/3uw9mX3Wi4Q/s320/DSC02878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all had a great time together!  Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Burn's&lt;/span&gt; family for such a fun day!&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/6625971963595931695-783923490504219798?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/783923490504219798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=783923490504219798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/783923490504219798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/783923490504219798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/12/kalebs-2nd-birthday-party.html' title='Kaleb&apos;s 2nd Birthday Party'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzWQBmuylI/AAAAAAAABKY/AW66ea2KOb4/s72-c/DSC02864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4466742951626692118</id><published>2009-12-31T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:26:24.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>We had a great Thanksgiving celebrating with our familes. We have so much to be thankful for this year. We capture several family pictures I wanted to share. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh, Reed and I getting ready to eat an amazing Thanksgiving dinner made by Josh's Mom. Of course Reed just settled for Mum Mums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421433281697321938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzM2IEMk9I/AAAAAAAABJg/Sq3G5s9a_DU/s320/DSC02641(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole Baker clan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421613617469072690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz1w3DKqJTI/AAAAAAAABL4/NMzjD0Vl6wQ/s320/DSC02668(1).JPG" /&gt;Just the 3 of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421433259052537570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzM0ztQluI/AAAAAAAABJI/V8uYatrRta4/s320/DSC02682(1).JPG" /&gt;Fun with Aunt Amy &amp;amp; Uncle Branden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421613608836262242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz1w2jAb6WI/AAAAAAAABLw/Y-uym8NjUWE/s320/DSC02680(1).JPG" /&gt;Reed with Gigi and Popa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421622423071510498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sz143ml4T-I/AAAAAAAABMA/3SGghdsbd-0/s320/DSC02692(1).JPG" /&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/6625971963595931695-4466742951626692118?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4466742951626692118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4466742951626692118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4466742951626692118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4466742951626692118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SzzM2IEMk9I/AAAAAAAABJg/Sq3G5s9a_DU/s72-c/DSC02641(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-1279065301642526247</id><published>2009-10-13T17:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:14:07.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, over two weeks late as usual but I have been thinking about this post non-stop all month. I had plans to take Reed's 7 months pictures a day early after church on the 8th. We had him dressed up in the cutest outfit (hopefully we will get pictures in it for his 8th month pictures), but Reed fell asleep on the way home and we left him in his carseat to sleep, 2 hours later he finally woke up and he was so sweaty and hot that we had to take change him as soon as he woke up. So I ended up taking these pictures the next Sunday after church on the 15th and here it is the 29th and I am finally getting them posted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reed just gets sweeter and cuter every day. He is just pure joy and so much fun! His little personality shines through more and more every day. He is constantly doing something that makes us smile and laugh at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a big boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409749831531569218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNKz0grIEI/AAAAAAAABHU/EF72COmXm9o/s320/DSC02580.JPG" /&gt;Reed does this move all the time, usually with a little grunt. He hasn't figured out how to get sat back up from a laying position, so after several tries like this we come to the rescue and help him up. It still makes me laugh every time I see him do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409749839296525922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNK0Rb-9mI/AAAAAAAABHc/TuZYsG2aSKA/s320/DSC02581.JPG" /&gt;It is getter much harder to change Reed's diaper, this is usually what happens as soon as we lay him down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409753818230353138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNOb4Hu7PI/AAAAAAAABIE/6fw3ep4oCT4/s320/DSC02583.JPG" /&gt;The smile that melts my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409749849187599442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNK02SMxFI/AAAAAAAABHk/mKUdfrU3l8Q/s320/DSC02588.JPG" /&gt;Serious face! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409749861871913058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNK1liYCGI/AAAAAAAABHs/ODYeLvLNgzo/s320/DSC02597.JPG" /&gt;Laughing face, blowing bubbles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409750463553824034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNLYm-hZSI/AAAAAAAABH8/PwmQ1HT_kF8/s320/DSC02607(1).JPG" /&gt;And the photo shoot is over. Reed did not want to sit still. I was lucky to get the pictures I did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409750459333295090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNLYXQRO_I/AAAAAAAABH0/ry3p0BuRaqw/s320/DSC02612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 7 months Reed is....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sitting up great by himself! The weekend after Reed turned 6 months old was when he really stopped falling to the side when we would sit him up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves playing in the floor with his toys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves jumping in his jumperoo and chasing us and the dogs in his walker.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still sleeping great. Going to bed around 8 and waking up around 7. Just a side note, that daylight savings time got Reed off track for about 2 weeks. He started waking up about an hour early and I was so worried that his routine was changing. Eventually, he started sleeping 15 to 30 minutes longer and after a couple of weeks he was back to waking up closer to 7. Whoever came up with daylight savings time must not have kids! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still eating around 7, 11, 2, 5 and 8. Right at 6 months I stopped nursing Reed at night, due to all the fussiness at bedtime. During the month when I was home during the day I would always try to nurse, but if Reed was fussy I would give him a bottle. Over the weeks we eventually were down to only nursing in the morning. Reed seems much happier drinking bottles and I have just had to face the fact that I need to do what Reed wants and not force him to do what I want. I had 130 ounces of frozen milk, but it didn't last long so by 7 months Reed is on mostly formula. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating solid foods after his 11 and 5 o'clock bottle. The Friday before Reed turned 7 months I also started giving him yogurt for breakfast after his morning bottle and he loves it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started using the high chair this month.  We have just been using the bumbo seat, but Reed can now get himself turned over in the seat. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still very healthy, we are counting our blessings that Reed hasn't been to sick yet. Unfortunately, two nights after I was sick with a 24 hour bug, we woke up to Reed screaming in the monitor. I ran across the house so fast and looked over the crib to find Reed covered in throw up. It was the saddest thing I have ever seen. He threw up one other time while we were cleaning him up and then that was it. I was feeling horrible because I thought I had gotten my baby sick and was prepared to be up all night with him. He never ran a fever and just cuddled with me all night and literally woke up smiling from ear to ear the next morning. I had read while I was sick to keep nursing and if your baby gets sick it would be a much lighter case. That is what I did and that's exactly what happen, thankfully.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still wearing size 2 diapers, but I have bought size 2-3 diapers to start when he runs out of size 2. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naps are so great now. When Reed gets tired we just take him and lay him in his bed with his soft fleece blanket and he goes right to sleep. He normally has 3 naps a day, lately it has been 45 to 1 hour nap in the morning a 1 1/2 to 2 hour nap around noon and a 45 to 1 hour nap around 3 to 4. He still does not like to be rocked. It make me sad, but it is so nice just to be able to lay him down. Sometimes at night he will fall asleep drinking his bottle and I will just hold him just to get my cuddle time in. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves blowing raspberries! He said Da-da for a couple of weeks non-stop and now his favorite thing to do is blow bubbles all the time. It is so funny!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves mum-mums! He normally has 1 a day for a snack with his juice. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reaching for whoever he wants to go to more and more, so sweet! We are constantly working on bye-bye and clapping. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still no teeth. I feel like everyday I am saying any day now. Anytime he is extra fussy or upset we blame it on his teeth. Haha! Josh and I both didn't get our first tooth until we were 9 months old, so maybe he will be a late bloomer like us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still doesn't have much interest in crawling. He HATES being on his stomach! As soon as he gets on his stomach he is rolling to his back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He does do a little crawling on his back!  He arches his back and pushes with his feet and hops backwards.  For the most part you can sit him down and he doesn't go to far yet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still at home with me or his grandmas, we are so lucky!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also just remembered that I never posted Reed's 6 months stats. We didn't get to go to his 6 month visit until October 20th, because the doctor's office was closed the whole week after he turned 6 months. Anyway, he weighed 18 lbs 2 oz. (55%), he was 26 3/4 in (50%) and his head was 16 1/2 (15%). This visit took forever! The appointment was at 4:00 and we didn't see the doctor until 5:45. Reed did great waiting and did great with his shots, just a few tears. We were bored while we were waiting so we took some pictures with Reed.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409772233063569490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNfLwuGmFI/AAAAAAAABIs/9SwTsrBBIrw/s320/DSC01663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409768298219084034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNbmuSEmQI/AAAAAAAABIU/DXEHysNyrnw/s320/DSC01668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reed with his stats!  They always lay him down on the paper and mark his length and measure his head and write it on the paper, so we took a picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409772224459463394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNfLQquWuI/AAAAAAAABIk/xFP2c7SLjVE/s320/DSC01660.JPG" /&gt;Reed the next morning before his bath with all 4 of his band-aids on his chubby thighs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409768309109643794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNbnW2lWhI/AAAAAAAABIc/D2X7u72J3QA/s320/DSC01670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Reed also got his H1N1 shot and he didn't even flinch or cry....such a big boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-1279065301642526247?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1279065301642526247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=1279065301642526247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1279065301642526247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1279065301642526247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/7-months.html' title='7 Months'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNKz0grIEI/AAAAAAAABHU/EF72COmXm9o/s72-c/DSC02580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4889608119867347679</id><published>2009-10-13T17:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:19:42.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Halloween, Reed enjoyed a fun time in Sheridan visiting family and we also went to trunk or treat at my Mom's church. Unfortunately, the 24 virus I had earlier in the week got passed on to Josh.  He woke up eary Saturday morning (Halloween day) sick so he didn't get to enjoy the Halloween fun with us. I also had to work Halloween day for physical inventory count at work, so the day started off pretty crazy. Aunt Amy had planned to keep Reed at our house while I worked, but due to Josh getting sick I had to call Mom and Amy at the last minute and ask them to meet me at work to take Reed back to Sheridan with them so we didn't risk anyone else getting sick. Luckily, Mom and Amy were able to watch Reed all day while I worked and as soon as I could leave I headed to Sheridan so we could start the Halloween fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first stop was Mamaw's house. Everyone loved the little elephant named Reed! The costume didn't last long though. By the time Nanny and Aunt Joan got to Mamaw's house we had to start faking the costume for pictures with only the head piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mamaw and Reed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409738626019035298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNAnkuTCKI/AAAAAAAABGU/lUTUS9t3Fgg/s320/DSC02556.JPG" /&gt;Nanny and Reed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409738641371132562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNAod6hcpI/AAAAAAAABGk/NuZeArlQ60g/s320/DSC02560.JPG" /&gt;Aunt Joan and Reed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409738629535823874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNAnx0w-AI/AAAAAAAABGc/Yz56xulIgjc/s320/DSC02559.JPG" /&gt;The next stop was truck or treat. Josh's parents were able to meet mom and I there to see the little elephant too. Unfortunately, on the way to the church Reed feel fast asleep and even after letting him sleep for about 30 minutes in the car he was still exhausted from a full day of playing at Mom's house, so it was very hard to get many smiles out of him and we weren't there very long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gran and Reed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409739332113114786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNBQrIPpqI/AAAAAAAABG0/3ANnSVfU2mw/s320/DSC02567(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Papa and Gigi with Reed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409739333760717010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNBQxREENI/AAAAAAAABG8/l0rxjwpU8cU/s320/DSC02566.JPG" /&gt;Me and my little Elephant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409738645168970898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNAosD_3JI/AAAAAAAABGs/7zSrUtVYLNo/s320/DSC02562.JPG" /&gt;An exhausted elephant ready for bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409745173501698130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNGkr_z4FI/AAAAAAAABHM/ci-rxmqvY0o/s320/DSC02572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-4889608119867347679?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4889608119867347679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4889608119867347679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4889608119867347679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4889608119867347679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-day.html' title='Halloween Day'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SxNAnkuTCKI/AAAAAAAABGU/lUTUS9t3Fgg/s72-c/DSC02556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5941330630136892267</id><published>2009-10-13T17:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:13:45.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I know this is a month late but I have to blog about it for the memories! Lately, I feel like my life is spinning out of control. I just can't catch up! I LOVE being at home a couple of days a week with Reed, but it makes getting work done so hard so I need up staying up until 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning. Then on the nights I actually work in the office after Reed goes to bed I completely crash and end up going to bed shortly after he does. So that has been the cause of the lack of blogging lately, not that I have ever been great at it! Anyway, on to the Halloween Party we hosted almost a month ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on October 24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we hosted a Halloween Party for all the kiddos and our great friends! It was a chance for all the kids to get together and see them all in their costumes before Halloween. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; we didn't get a group picture of all of them, but we had a great time hanging out with everyone! It was so much fun seeing all the kids in their costumes! I of course had lots of fun getting ready for the party by making fun decorations and desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reed, as you can see below, was the cutest elephant I have ever seen! He hated the costume, he didn't like the head piece at all. We were able to capture a couple of pictures but the costume came off pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the best smile that we got without him pulling at the ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406624978464978626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwgwxbsotsI/AAAAAAAABEU/Yc8VmyUbtnQ/s320/DSC02456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406624972014911794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwgwxDq0gTI/AAAAAAAABEM/FJYisBD49Xo/s320/DSC02451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406624966161889906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Swgwwt3WenI/AAAAAAAABEE/Qv0loHh39ZM/s320/DSC02442(1).JPG" /&gt;Reed and sweet Amelia, the cutest bee ever! They were the only 2 that couldn't walk, so they got stuck in front of the camera! Haha! All the other kiddos were running around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406626783122819426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwgyaekmCWI/AAAAAAAABEk/wRDKinrUEI0/s320/DSC02463.JPG" /&gt;Reed loved Amelia's shiny black shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406624981589896866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwgwxnVrLqI/AAAAAAAABEc/P_yOrW9OcvA/s320/DSC02460.JPG" /&gt;Ashley and Deacon, he was an adorable Lion, you can see pictures of him in his costume and some of the other kids &lt;a href="http://www.babarnard.com/blog/index.php?m=11&amp;amp;y=09&amp;amp;d=02&amp;amp;entry=entry091102-204958"&gt;here,&lt;/a&gt; Deacon's Mommy is a much better blogger than me and took quite a few more pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406754580545367826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwimpREfbxI/AAAAAAAABF8/042WUwulIaQ/s320/DSC02492.JPG" /&gt;Amelia and her Mommy, &lt;a href="http://halstedshappenings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406641526636491554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Swg_0qcLMyI/AAAAAAAABF0/AXyj828N6pU/s320/DSC02490.JPG" /&gt;Owen and his Mommy, &lt;a href="http://myarceology.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406626792679791810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwgybCLJ3MI/AAAAAAAABE0/2_4agcJjt6s/s320/DSC02480.JPG" /&gt;Thank goodness for Laurie! She held Reed a lot this night. I under estimated how hard it is being the host with a little one. Josh was grilling most of the night, so I had a hard time getting things together with Reed on my hip. Another reason I forgot to take more pictures too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406641048477556290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Swg_Y1KM3kI/AAAAAAAABFk/-h0cdwN1Igw/s320/DSC02478.JPG" /&gt;One of the few pictures of some of the food. Rice Krispy treats, Nutterbutter ghost and Oreo spiders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406626790968944530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Swgya7zQZ5I/AAAAAAAABEs/k-fpscjIcZI/s320/DSC02476.JPG" /&gt;This is a terrible picture. But the centerpieces I made for the table were Halloween trees. I took orange flower pots put Candy Corn in them to hold up a black painted twig. Then I hung small pumpkins, black cats, spiders and ghost on them. They turned out so cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406641307095433282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Swg_n4lggEI/AAAAAAAABFs/Af-rFhV3kIo/s320/DSC02488.JPG" /&gt;Lots of picture taking went on outside in the yard. If you look close you can see Chandler the sock monkey, Stella the flower, Megan as Batwoman, and Mason as Tiger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406626800596362434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwgybfqnJMI/AAAAAAAABE8/zPgsc2cffko/s320/DSC02481.JPG" /&gt;Stella was cracking me up! After taking off her costume she was running around in her tights and boots.....so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406754590051803954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Swimp0fAIzI/AAAAAAAABGE/rE5vK90RQOE/s320/DSC02495.JPG" /&gt;The best part of the night for Reed was that Deacon brought his walker over for us to borrow! Reed LOVES it! He chases us and the dogs all over the house in it. He amazes us how well he turns in it and gets where he wants to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406755338096188466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwinVXKrnDI/AAAAAAAABGM/zNnZBTgE-jw/s320/DSC02494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-5941330630136892267?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5941330630136892267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5941330630136892267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5941330630136892267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5941330630136892267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwgwxbsotsI/AAAAAAAABEU/Yc8VmyUbtnQ/s72-c/DSC02456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4863119066739116257</id><published>2009-10-13T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T10:12:11.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reed's 1st Masterpiece</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago, unfortunately, I caught a 24 hour stomach virus. It hit me so hard out of no where one night after work. The next day Josh had to stay home with Reed while I quarantined myself to the bedroom. That night I was finally feeling better and my fever had broke so I decided I would go see what my boys were up to and this is what I found! Daddy had set up a little painting project for Reed! He mashed up banana and avocado, added a little food coloring and&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; made "paint&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So excited to paint!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404554375371517954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDVkeFNcAI/AAAAAAAABDk/_eGw4KAdk-g/s320/DSC02505.JPG" /&gt;I can do it myself Dad....using the paint brush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404554377395516450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDVklnxNCI/AAAAAAAABDs/fxfzk27dYxk/s320/DSC02507.JPG" /&gt;Forget the paintbrush, I am digging in with my hands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404554382420231330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDVk4VwRKI/AAAAAAAABD0/1G0MUnbgQzs/s320/DSC02510.JPG" /&gt;2 hands in and loving it! He is looking at me like are you sure this is ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDVlQWP3xI/AAAAAAAABD8/8ZKvaTa_l2A/s1600/DSC02513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404554388864753426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDVlQWP3xI/AAAAAAAABD8/8ZKvaTa_l2A/s320/DSC02513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our little Picasso at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552181713479890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDTkyEYKNI/AAAAAAAABDE/2dW5oc-wV-w/s320/DSC02515.JPG" /&gt;Next color please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552194199103890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDTlglLqZI/AAAAAAAABDU/3mIKa5aVomw/s320/DSC02518.JPG" /&gt;Showing us how it is done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552185999351362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDTlCCNXkI/AAAAAAAABDM/MqhO6fN-nok/s320/DSC02517.JPG" /&gt;Next color....green!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552200456510034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDTl35EGlI/AAAAAAAABDc/pB0rB9zB9O4/s320/DSC02520.JPG" /&gt;Ummm, I like this color!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404547629959911426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDPb1dwmAI/AAAAAAAABCk/Sl-hLcSKRlc/s320/DSC02521.JPG" /&gt;I better taste it before I use it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404547633193182418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDPcBgoZNI/AAAAAAAABCs/ZkBmC88zGbw/s320/DSC02523.JPG" /&gt;Almost finished!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDPcocOWlI/AAAAAAAABC8/SjfSbLosxS8/s1600/DSC02532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404547643643681362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDPcocOWlI/AAAAAAAABC8/SjfSbLosxS8/s320/DSC02532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDPcQUko9I/AAAAAAAABC0/M-9JxQ2uJp8/s1600/DSC02531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404547637169136594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDPcQUko9I/AAAAAAAABC0/M-9JxQ2uJp8/s320/DSC02531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This paint is pretty good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404545805113126370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDNxnYYbeI/AAAAAAAABCE/q5T93qYpzwM/s320/DSC02535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All done! Next project, please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDNx0jL35I/AAAAAAAABCM/Vl6DBAIy-v8/s1600/DSC02540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404545808648101778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDNx0jL35I/AAAAAAAABCM/Vl6DBAIy-v8/s320/DSC02540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Josh and Reed had so much fun hanging out together all day! Josh is the best Daddy any little boy could ask for. To be honest I would probably never dream of letting Reed do this, especially not at 6 months old. But he had so much fun and to be honest it was a very easy mess to clean up. I am sure we will be doing it more in the future!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-4863119066739116257?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4863119066739116257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4863119066739116257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4863119066739116257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4863119066739116257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/reeds-1st-masterpiece.html' title='Reed&apos;s 1st Masterpiece'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDVkeFNcAI/AAAAAAAABDk/_eGw4KAdk-g/s72-c/DSC02505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-1845703582452734274</id><published>2009-10-13T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:44:21.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a bath in style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;About a month ago Reed had completely outgrown is baby bath tub and then I remembered I had received a rubber blow up duck at one of my showers (thanks Jamie)!  I was home with Reed this day so I decided to blow it up and see how it worked out for giving a bath in and see if Reed liked it.  Well he loved it and is still loving it to this day!  This is a great transition between the baby bath tub and the big bath tub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As soon as I put him in he went to lounging! It was so funny! He loved having something soft to rest his head on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404535319663744962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDEPSCcF8I/AAAAAAAABAw/IG6oYv3fdY0/s320/DSC02397.JPG" /&gt;Just relaxing and playing with toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404535340490231362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDEQfn3DkI/AAAAAAAABBI/9UtIkBIgxR4/s320/DSC02390(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404535336083005842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDEQPNGIZI/AAAAAAAABBA/45sW6hnMt48/s320/DSC02392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple of days later he had perfected the lounge!  So cute! Josh and I were dying laughing at him and he had no idea why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404537661748728674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDGXm_A02I/AAAAAAAABBY/6KzhFXvlEYM/s320/DSC02500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404537658201955970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDGXZxZXoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/dAEl6aiSiLI/s320/DSC02501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a daily &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurrence&lt;/span&gt; for Reed!  He loves his bath time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-1845703582452734274?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1845703582452734274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=1845703582452734274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1845703582452734274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1845703582452734274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/taking-bath-in-style.html' title='Taking a bath in style!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SwDEPSCcF8I/AAAAAAAABAw/IG6oYv3fdY0/s72-c/DSC02397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-1447382407783656714</id><published>2009-10-13T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:36:18.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big 6 month milestone, calls for presents...right? Well at least for Reed! Friday, Papa watched Reed while I went to work and that morning he brought a birthday present in for Reed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what Papa got Reed.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392245413212230978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StUaokw-lUI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/209BdYFIXpY/s320/DSC02416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he loves it! It is a little alligator that when you push the button on top he rolls across the floor. Reed and Daddy played with it tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392245405601233394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StUaoIaX-fI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/5zzkIHXd-Q4/s320/DSC02415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392245392473192418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StUanXgZ9-I/AAAAAAAAA_I/Rptb2N1Q2Ak/s320/DSC02414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392245426825396082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StUapXem_3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/IMEMONjKALI/s320/DSC02418.JPG" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we went on a family outing to Wal-Mart.  Of course we had to make a run by the toy section for Reed. It wasn't planned but when we saw this little drum we couldn't pass it up. I don't think I have told this funny little thing about Reed, but he loves to tap his hands on things. A few weeks ago my Mom was tapping on a table and Reed started tapping back. It sounds crazy but he almost always taps back when you tap on something in front of him. We were pretty sure he would love tapping on this drum and we were right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392243883677533874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StUZPizfRrI/AAAAAAAAA-4/BOWynoCKKyE/s320/DSC02381.JPG" /&gt;When you tap on the drum it goes through the ABCs!  Notice what letter it is on in this picture...R for Reed...how cute and totally not planned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392242251830632322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StUXwjs3n4I/AAAAAAAAA-g/fdGMwJu53xs/s320/DSC02374.JPG" /&gt;We were very impressed with Reed's skills!  He just tapped away flying through the alphabet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392243898767657794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StUZQbBQS0I/AAAAAAAAA_A/eyJgu59yRNE/s320/DSC02375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loved it, you could really tell he was playing with a new toy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392242260650872034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StUXxEjxzOI/AAAAAAAAA-o/PDJo0IQnghk/s320/DSC02376.JPG" /&gt;We may have a little drummer on our hands!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392242272517082642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StUXxww5zhI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Iv9xB7rU6FE/s320/DSC02383.JPG" /&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/6625971963595931695-1447382407783656714?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1447382407783656714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=1447382407783656714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1447382407783656714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1447382407783656714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-presents.html' title='Birthday Presents'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StUaokw-lUI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/209BdYFIXpY/s72-c/DSC02416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-3168676764044860627</id><published>2009-10-13T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T16:53:12.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe my baby is 6 months old! This has been the first milestone that made me a little sad. Last Friday on the 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, every time I would think about Reed being 6 months old the tears would start coming. I just want to hold on to that little baby forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the first monthly birthday that I wasn't able to take pictures on the actually day. I had to work Friday and I had plans to take them before I left for work, but Reed decided to sleep in until 7:40 (he didn't make a peep for almost 11 hours). I let him sleep in until he woke up, but as soon as he ate I had to leave for work. After work we packed up and headed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fayetteville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to see friends and for Josh and some other guys to go watch the Hogs game. So I took pictures Sunday afternoon after church in his church clothes. Reed was in a funny, very busy mood as usual. He is a typical little boy for sure! He can't sit still for more than 30 seconds and wants to put everything in his mouth. It is getting harder and harder to get some good pictures of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt; smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392112159692172530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StShcMuELPI/AAAAAAAAA8g/whu3QfiqH1c/s320/DSC02328(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laughing for the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392112169825563298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StShcyeDcqI/AAAAAAAAA8o/-cbo3rJCbDs/s320/DSC02330(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The famous open mouth smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116594558396930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StSleV4kagI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/9iTvuVDKh-A/s320/DSC02331(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going for the shoe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392112179580092530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StShdWztwHI/AAAAAAAAA8w/mNzlTiC-x7c/s320/DSC02333.JPG" /&gt;Look Mom...I got it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392112191742705922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StSheEHggQI/AAAAAAAAA84/1TDdL_yEFhM/s320/DSC02338.JPG" /&gt;Now for the other shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392152128625482178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StTFysmWmcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/OxDx8UMHcbU/s320/DSC02341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the bear....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116604956577090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StSle8nsDUI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/nD-Hyjat_z0/s320/DSC02343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392134473016337058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StS1vAVG4qI/AAAAAAAAA9g/dva8rsDGCeo/s320/DSC02345(1).JPG" /&gt;Reed was ready to get those clothes off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392134501463503330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StS1wqTcMeI/AAAAAAAAA9w/QMyDRA1GIfE/s320/DSC02364.JPG" /&gt;Look at that precious face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392134484374085650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StS1vqpAYBI/AAAAAAAAA9o/uHAhqOy67rY/s320/DSC02363.JPG" /&gt;I thought I might be able to get some better pictures without all those clothes on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392134507934782738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StS1xCaUFRI/AAAAAAAAA94/vHvRIZ5P-y4/s320/DSC02366.JPG" /&gt;Not so much! He looks huge in this picture...he is getting so big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392135233065362306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StS2bPu6o4I/AAAAAAAAA-A/sl5FXxJjRmg/s320/DSC02369.JPG" /&gt;Silly boy....always on the move!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392135239835605154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StS2bo9EWKI/AAAAAAAAA-I/j_fkfx4sHjE/s320/DSC02371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Has you can see Reed's little personality is starting to shine! He is such a happy little boy! To me this month as been the most fun! He has changed so much! It is so much fun to see the world through Reed's eyes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 6 months Reed is....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Almost sitting up by himself, he does so well sitting up with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;boppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; behind him for a little support. He prefers to be sitting up. He is able to sit and play and go from toy to toy by himself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reaching and grabbing for anything that interest him. We have learned that he is very fast! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing great drinking from a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cup. He has learned that he has to tip his head back to drink&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holding his own bottle. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still going to bed right at 8 pm and sleeping until around 7 am. A few mornings a week he wakes up around 5 to 6 for his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that will hold him off for another hour or so&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating consistently for the last couple of weeks at 7, 11, 2, 5 and 8. Some days I think he is going to be way off schedule b/c he will eat early at 6:30 and then again at 10, but some how by the end of the day he always gets himself back on schedule&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After his 5 pm feeding, he eats his solid food. Thus far Reed has had banana, sweet potatoes, avocado, cooked pears, cooked peaches and cooked plums. Next, up is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mangos&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;papaya&lt;/span&gt;. Most of the time I mix the food with a little bit of cereal to thicken it up and for the iron in the cereal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On the 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we tried adding a second feeding after the 11 am feeding but he hasn't seemed to interested. I made the Super &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Porridge&lt;/span&gt; from the Super Baby Food book (basically it is fine ground, cooked whole grain brown rice). Reed wasn't very impressed! I mixed it with a little banana and it still wasn't his favorite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still wearing size 2 diapers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Transitioning more into size 6-9 month clothes, a lot of this is due to the season changes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loving bath time. Still getting baths during the day, mainly b/c Gran and Gigi give them to him. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naps are getting much better, I wouldn't say they are predictable, but they are easier. The last couple of weeks I have been able to lay him down in his crib when I know he is really tired with his blanket and he will get himself to sleep within 5 to 10 minutes. However, you never know how long he is going to sleep, anywhere from 30 mins to 2 hours. He averages about 1 hour 3 times a day. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has the best giggle! Loves being tickled and playing peek-a-boo! He will giggle so hard over and over.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has mastered spitting the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; out when he wants to put something in his mouth instead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saying Da-da and babbling so much more. He even as a little squeal he will do sometimes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has really discovered his hands. He will lay back a turn them back and forth just looking at them it is SO funny. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also found his ears, he will sit and just play with them. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sitting up in the stroller, shopping cart and high chairs at restaurants.  This has been a lot of fun!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rolled over from tummy to back on September 28th. Rolling over now is old news, he makes it look to easy. We waited forever for him to roll over and now all he wants to do is sit up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has started reaching for me, it is the BEST! This is the single one thing that I couldn't wait for! Makes my day that he knows his Mommy! He has also started getting really excited when he sees me when I get home from work. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-3168676764044860627?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3168676764044860627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=3168676764044860627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/3168676764044860627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/3168676764044860627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StShcMuELPI/AAAAAAAAA8g/whu3QfiqH1c/s72-c/DSC02328(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7975560867627570836</id><published>2009-10-13T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:29:58.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Aunt Amy!!</title><content type='html'>We love you so much and hope you have a GREAT day!! Thanks for being the best aunt ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StScYILqDjI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/eEhG6zooD_w/s1600-h/DSC02355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392106592196496946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StScYILqDjI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/eEhG6zooD_w/s320/DSC02355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-7975560867627570836?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7975560867627570836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7975560867627570836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7975560867627570836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7975560867627570836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-aunt-amy.html' title='Happy Birthday Aunt Amy!!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/StScYILqDjI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/eEhG6zooD_w/s72-c/DSC02355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-2166722107795113528</id><published>2009-10-04T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:25:22.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch &amp; Da-da</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we decided to have a family day and go to the pumpkin patch!  Josh and I had never been, so we thought it would be fun to take Reed at least to get a few pictures!  We had a lot fun and got some great pictures of Reed!  Reed is a little people watcher for sure!  We had a really hard time getting Reed to look at the camera and when he was his smile was always with his mouth wide open!  There are a lot of pictures on this post but we took over 100, so I had a hard time choosing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was literally the 2nd picture we took and the only one with a normal smile!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love him to pieces!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388881367521130370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsknDV_Rd4I/AAAAAAAAA5c/jT1KJpKlE6o/s320/DSC02111.JPG" /&gt;I think he is looking at me in this picture acting crazy trying to get him to smile!  Josh did a great job taking all the pictures from different angles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388881380690180466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsknEHDBOXI/AAAAAAAAA5k/sRQDE7VzbFg/s320/DSC02112.JPG" /&gt;This was the smile we got ALL day!  Too funny!  He has a little open mouth laugh he does all the time too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388881406451120114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsknFnA59_I/AAAAAAAAA50/zC5m2jRqT80/s320/DSC02120.JPG" /&gt;A serious look!  I really liked the background in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388886340607151810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sskrk0LYDsI/AAAAAAAAA58/QXHfbRrPfJw/s320/DSC02126.JPG" /&gt;Then a dog walked in the picture!  Reed loved him and Josh liked that he went well with the pumpkins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388881392568017906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsknEzS6o_I/AAAAAAAAA5s/qF9sKMh-IfA/s320/DSC02117.JPG" /&gt;This will be one of my all time favorite Reed pics forever!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388886352642383778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SskrlhAzH6I/AAAAAAAAA6E/rK828binJXs/s320/DSC02127.JPG" /&gt;So sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388886368304324194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SskrmbW5XmI/AAAAAAAAA6M/RWtDxa-5nPQ/s320/DSC02132.JPG" /&gt;People watching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388888126797653714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsktMyQYJtI/AAAAAAAAA6c/nAruOlxmOcs/s320/DSC02138.JPG" /&gt;More people watching....but still cute as can be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388886376880118898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sskrm7ThnHI/AAAAAAAAA6U/m_R_VZUhQmI/s320/DSC02134.JPG" /&gt;And more looking away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388888140916370642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsktNm2irNI/AAAAAAAAA6k/8RYwky1rzYU/s320/DSC02142.JPG" /&gt;I was very impressed with the cute picture background set-ups they had!  As soon as we sat Reed down on the hay he went to pulling at it.  I kept trying to take it away from him and finally just gave up and decided it wouldn't kill him to chew on a little straw and it made for some really cute pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388889935287506018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Ssku2DZ9VGI/AAAAAAAAA68/2_7cbUjwVqQ/s320/DSC02162.JPG" /&gt;Another all time favorite!  Can you see the piece of straw in his mouth?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388922625603236882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SslMk4UldBI/AAAAAAAAA8M/5F4-5c82rtA/s320/DSC02169(1).JPG" /&gt;Love this picture!  He looks like a little baby doll (at least to his Mommy)!  We had a small crowd watching him while we took these pictures!  He was so into the straw that he didn't care what we were doing, but he wasn't smiling for anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388888164176934882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsktO9gSt-I/AAAAAAAAA60/wI-FWtHTBqQ/s320/DSC02165.JPG" /&gt;First ride in a John Deere tractor!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388889971424263010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Ssku4KBoe2I/AAAAAAAAA7U/V3LK36lbpkY/s320/DSC02209.JPG" /&gt;What a cute piece of corn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388889956250730530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Ssku3Rf-wCI/AAAAAAAAA7M/AEh2AsL8LbI/s320/DSC02226(1).JPG" /&gt;After all the picture taking we finally made it into the barn to do a little pumpkin shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388894118732117170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sskypj84NLI/AAAAAAAAA8E/SsBw-ChF20w/s320/DSC02241.JPG" /&gt;Reed just sat back a relaxed with his juice and of course another open mouth smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388894112969280594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SskypOe6TFI/AAAAAAAAA78/HZOnw4tKITw/s320/DSC02249.JPG" /&gt;Back at home with our hay, pumpkins and mum (I plan to get a prettier pot for the mum).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388893503548367762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SskyFwNpI5I/AAAAAAAAA70/MqFDa6IoE38/s320/DSC02263.JPG" /&gt;The sun was so bright when we got home these pictures didn't turn out to good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sskxg3MXIaI/AAAAAAAAA7k/b2po22AZCZQ/s1600-h/DSC02297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388892869766881698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sskxg3MXIaI/AAAAAAAAA7k/b2po22AZCZQ/s320/DSC02297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reed did so good taking pictures all day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SskxgAKYkZI/AAAAAAAAA7c/2KM0KVuPFaw/s1600-h/DSC02300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388892854994637202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SskxgAKYkZI/AAAAAAAAA7c/2KM0KVuPFaw/s320/DSC02300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a great day, just the 3 of us!  This was really the first time we were able to take Reed somewhere that I think he enjoyed it as much as we did!  He is getting so big, to fast!  As you can see from ALL the pictures he is really starting to sit up good.  I of course was not to far out of every picture ready to catch him when he went to fall over (which happen a couple of times).  We had a really fun day together and Reed made the day even better by saying Da-da for the first time.  It was SO cute!  The 3 of us were just hanging out on the couch and Reed was just talking and squirming around in my lap and all of a sudden he said it, "Da-da, Da-da" and he just kept saying it!  It was so neat for Josh and I to hear it together for the first time.  Reed says it by biting his gums in the middle of his tongue, hard to describe but it is the cutest thing.  He has said it all day today too, and I have tried to video it all day but of course he stops as soon as the camera gets in his face!  I am sure I will be able to catch it soon and I will try to post it.  He has also be blowing raspberries a lot lately too, which is also very funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-2166722107795113528?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2166722107795113528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=2166722107795113528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2166722107795113528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2166722107795113528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch-da-da.html' title='Pumpkin Patch &amp; Da-da'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsknDV_Rd4I/AAAAAAAAA5c/jT1KJpKlE6o/s72-c/DSC02111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-8962083239789041673</id><published>2009-10-04T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:10:19.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Baby Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago Reed and I made a special trip to the store to gather lots of fruits and veggies to make baby food! We came home and Reed sat in his bumbo seat while I steamed sweet potatoes, pureed them in the food processor and then but them in ice cube trays to freeze. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Reed with the first batch of baby food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388800836363085186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Ssjdz0C_5YI/AAAAAAAAA48/5H1g5wkPM88/s320/DSC02091.JPG" /&gt;He can't wait to eat this yummy food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388800845014200242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Ssjd0URlb7I/AAAAAAAAA5E/0AGxyyW8se0/s320/DSC02107.JPG" /&gt;Fun times in the kitchen with Mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388800858935312098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Ssjd1IIovuI/AAAAAAAAA5M/TmFzyhuRA7I/s320/DSC02105.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reed started eating solid food on September 19th (it just happen to be exactly 1 month after we started him on cereal), we started with bananas mixed with cereal instead of milk. Then he had sweet potatoes, next avocados and today will be day 4 of cooked peaches. Everything I have read says to feed them the same food for 4 days to make sure there are no allergies to the food, so that is what we have been doing. He has loved everything but avocados. He makes the funniest face when I put a spoon full in his mouth. He even squirms in his chair, it taste so funny to him, but he keeps opening his mouth for more. This child will eat anything and can NEVER get enough. All 4 nights of avocados I mixed it with a little banana so he would eat it a little better. Next up on the list to try is cooked pears! I also have cooked plums, mango and papaya in the freezer along with everything else he has already tried.  I am using the book Super Baby Food as my guide and I love this book.  Several of my friends have used it and recommended it.  It is such an easy read and gives a step by step process of how to pick the foods, prepare them and even what age is best to start each fruit or veggie.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388866147025572098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SskZNZOWUQI/AAAAAAAAA5U/0vdOlB0mXAI/s320/Super-Baby-Food-Book.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-8962083239789041673?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8962083239789041673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=8962083239789041673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/8962083239789041673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/8962083239789041673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-baby-food.html' title='Making Baby Food'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Ssjdz0C_5YI/AAAAAAAAA48/5H1g5wkPM88/s72-c/DSC02091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5252228030714118622</id><published>2009-10-04T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T10:18:31.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Mamaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was in Dallas Josh took Reed to see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt;. It is so special to see Reed with his Great Grandma! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; loves him to death if you can't tell from the pictures!  These pictures are priceless to me!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; actually Reed's the blog, so these are for you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388793985563217362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsjXlC1BzdI/AAAAAAAAA4s/eaeLHVtn0VQ/s320/DSC02086(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388793966937382482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsjXj9cSHlI/AAAAAAAAA4c/OYYIOLxWW0g/s320/DSC02083(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388794001881768194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsjXl_nrIQI/AAAAAAAAA40/CNvQn2kedbU/s320/DSC02087(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-5252228030714118622?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5252228030714118622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5252228030714118622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5252228030714118622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5252228030714118622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/visiting-mamaw.html' title='Visiting Mamaw'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SsjXlC1BzdI/AAAAAAAAA4s/eaeLHVtn0VQ/s72-c/DSC02086(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-2448216029319764701</id><published>2009-10-03T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:29:44.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOILED!!</title><content type='html'>Seeing the title you probably think I am talking about Reed!  Well, him being spoiled of course goes without saying!  Being the only grandchild on both sides of the family I am sure he will always be spoiled rotten! :) This time I am talking about Josh and I!  I have been wanting to write this post forever it seems, to thank our families for all they do for us.  Reed is the luckiest little boy to have his Gran, Gigi and Papa (our Moms and Josh's Dad) taking care of him every week and we are the luckiest parents to have our parents watching our child.  I am also SUPER blessed to have a job that as been so flexible with my schedule.  Since Reed was 12 weeks old I went back to work, working 3 days a week in the office and 2 days from home.  Being the Controller and only accountant for a small company has its perks and downfalls at the same time.  I wasn't really able to take a maternity leave, I basically never stopped doing my full time job.  I even closed the books in April with a 2 1/2 week old.  However, because of this I have been able to continue working from home some.  Most of the time Gigi (Josh's Mom) watches Reed on Mondays and Fridays and my Mom watches him on Tuesday or Thursday depending on her work schedule.  One Friday a month Josh's Dad watches Reed.  My schedule can get crazy sometimes requiring me to be in the office 4 days during the week and Josh has had to take a couple of vacation days.  So far we have all been able to make it work and we couldn't be more happy or feel more loved.  While I was pregnant and people would ask what we were going to do about childcare I would always say my best case scenario would be for us to keep Reed out of daycare until he was 6 months old.  Some days I can't believe that it has been possible, we feel SO BLESSED.  Now with flu season coming the grandmas have decided to keep Reed at home until spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I haven't mentioned that our parents drive about 50 mins to our house by 7:30 am for me to leave for work!  This is a huge deal getting up so early and we are so thankful!  If this wasn't enough our Moms also do so much around the house for us!  They do laundry, fold clothes, dust, clean floors and we have even had dinner made for us a few times! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love our parents so much a we are beyond grateful for all they do for us!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-2448216029319764701?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2448216029319764701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=2448216029319764701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2448216029319764701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2448216029319764701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/spoiled.html' title='SPOILED!!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5722511337521333798</id><published>2009-10-03T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:42:47.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months Old</title><content type='html'>I know Reed is almost 6 months old and I am finally get the 5 month post done! I have been going non-stop this month and just haven't made time to blog. In fact Daddy had to take these pictures because I was away from Reed for the first time. I had to take a quick trip (33 hours, to be exact) to Dallas for work. My job has kept me very busy this month to say the least. Reed is so much fun and seems to change every day, we love him so much! He was 5 months old on 9/9/09!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388466685517461426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sset5rJLd7I/AAAAAAAAA38/-xtvx7014Lc/s320/DSC02033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388466672673853202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sset47TBjxI/AAAAAAAAA30/L8ZnCZ2i3jk/s320/DSC02025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388467226019573122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SseuZIq7LYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/n574ID-_ieI/s320/DSC02040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388466692276462354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sset6EUpoxI/AAAAAAAAA4E/SIvoO0l7ncY/s320/DSC02035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388467238005041874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SseuZ1Ue6tI/AAAAAAAAA4U/NhgnfzBHYT4/s320/DSC02065.JPG" /&gt; At 5 months Reed is.... &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still eating about every 3 to 3 1/2 hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still no real nap schedule, he normally gets up around 7 to eat and then goes back down for a nap around 8 to 8:30. His naps range anywhere from 30 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; to a hour or so. He normally is awake for an 1 and 1/2 to 2 hours before taking another nap. Still naps the best laying in his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;boppy&lt;/span&gt; pillow. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still sleeping great through the night. Once a week or so he wakes up in the middle of the night (around 4 to 5) for his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to bed as close to 8 as possible, some nights it is all we can do to get to 8 o'clock. He just crashes around 7, but we hold him off as long as possible to ensure he sleeps until 7.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everything he grabs now, goes straight to his mouth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughing so much more now, he has the best giggle when we tickle him &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves to bounce in your lap when he is standing or in his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reaching out to grab for toys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starting to take his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; out of his mouth and try to put it back in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still wearing 3 to 6 month cloths&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing size 2 diapers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing pretty good at trying to hold his own bottle, he gets 2 bottles on the days I work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grabbing his feet all the time now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating cereal at his 5 o'clock feeding, Reed loves to eat, I think he would eat until he popped. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drinking water or diluted juice from a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cup every day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves bath time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starting to recognize people he knows a lot more (mainly me, Josh and his grandmas)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Big news of the month is that Reed rolled over on his 5 month birthday!! However, he rolled from back to tummy and is still not rolling from tummy to back. He gets over and can't get back!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-5722511337521333798?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5722511337521333798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5722511337521333798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5722511337521333798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5722511337521333798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-months-old.html' title='5 Months Old'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sset5rJLd7I/AAAAAAAAA38/-xtvx7014Lc/s72-c/DSC02033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-2364345505211100256</id><published>2009-09-05T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:20:39.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reed's newest trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just this past Thursday night Josh and I were getting Reed ready for bed and he started holding his feet. He has been putting them up in the air for a while, but this was the first time that he had grabbed them. The next morning he started doing it again so I ran to grabbed the camera to document. Then I decided to put him in the chair and take a few cute pictures since he was in such a good mood and he decided to keep holding his feet even while sitting up! :) Please notice all the hair he is getting! I can't get enough of this little boy....love him to pieces! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Excuse the no pants we were having a relaxing day at home in just a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;onesie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378217293147814818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqNEIhLwO6I/AAAAAAAAA3E/byiFuPRTNZQ/s320/DSC01858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Concentration!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378218454522576802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqNFMHpEv6I/AAAAAAAAA3U/D6oa5CSLQCg/s320/DSC01887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at that thigh...my little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chucky&lt;/span&gt; monkey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378218443597295506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqNFLe8SL5I/AAAAAAAAA3M/Hrm_xuZnLBA/s320/DSC01883.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Both feet and a smile!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378219573563373874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqNGNQZMOTI/AAAAAAAAA3k/qT4rRf7GjVM/s320/DSC01888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-2364345505211100256?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2364345505211100256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=2364345505211100256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2364345505211100256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2364345505211100256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/09/reeds-newest-trick.html' title='Reed&apos;s newest trick'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqNEIhLwO6I/AAAAAAAAA3E/byiFuPRTNZQ/s72-c/DSC01858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7525227303558607382</id><published>2009-09-05T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:44:22.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deacon's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reed attended his first birthday party a couple of weekends ago. I can't believe &lt;a href="http://www.babarnard.com/blog"&gt;Deacon&lt;/a&gt; is already 1! It was so much fun seeing all the kiddos together! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday Boy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378206692544650962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM6fe3AntI/AAAAAAAAA10/mQ-Bx-gpwLE/s320/DSC01752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think he got a little help from Dad on this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378206698640964338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM6f1ke-vI/AAAAAAAAA18/PG2_IGJJWO4/s320/DSC01754.JPG" /&gt;Cake face! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378206708000248242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM6gYb6UbI/AAAAAAAAA2E/uqGiu2c4CEA/s320/DSC01772.JPG" /&gt;Reed and Owen playing with the balloons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378208096819031090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM7xOMHLDI/AAAAAAAAA2U/3hjY1FNLZRc/s320/DSC01765.JPG" /&gt; Owen smiling for the camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378208088239894866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM7wuOr8VI/AAAAAAAAA2M/t5dOBx052qI/s320/DSC01783.JPG" /&gt;Pretty Amelia!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378208102224752018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM7xiU77ZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/nnrPcWqxDH4/s320/DSC01794.JPG" /&gt;Okay, so I know the next few pictures are exactly the same, but I couldn't download just one.  They are hilarious!  All the kiddos are looking at their parents like we are crazy!  Reed is smiling in a couple of them, but my favorite part by far is Amelia tugging on her boyfriend Owen, who is completely ignoring her! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378208113639055810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM7yM2UYcI/AAAAAAAAA2k/AwWz-0Ay5aw/s320/DSC01811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378208636496740034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM8QopTfsI/AAAAAAAAA2s/y11ab3O72o8/s320/DSC01812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378208653747493490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM8Ro6NGnI/AAAAAAAAA28/NQ18CC7eMfA/s320/DSC01814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378208646703447858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM8ROqxfzI/AAAAAAAAA20/J66mKRagIZs/s320/DSC01813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-7525227303558607382?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7525227303558607382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7525227303558607382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7525227303558607382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7525227303558607382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/09/deacons-birthday.html' title='Deacon&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM6fe3AntI/AAAAAAAAA10/mQ-Bx-gpwLE/s72-c/DSC01752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-1193081126296031156</id><published>2009-09-05T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:21:56.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sippy Cup</title><content type='html'>Well if you read the previous post you know Reed had been having a few dirty diaper issues!  So after calling the doctor they recommended giving him juice to help move things along.  One afternoon I gave Reed a sippy cup with some diluted juice in it and he grabbed it with both hands played with it in his mouth for a little while and then just drank it down like he had been doing it all his life.  I was totally amazed!  I was holding him at the time so I took these pictures with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is this??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378201917979066338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM2JkN3f-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/ja4WDfjGQ6Q/s320/sippy+cup+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This isn't milk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378202564961767826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM2vOakEZI/AAAAAAAAA1k/IDP_7hUQjMo/s320/sippy+cup+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He looks so big....I can't believe my 4 month old is drinking from a sippy cup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM2vcKzyBI/AAAAAAAAA1s/QqNMKYYTfwk/s1600-h/sippy+cup+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378202568653785106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM2vcKzyBI/AAAAAAAAA1s/QqNMKYYTfwk/s320/sippy+cup+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-1193081126296031156?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1193081126296031156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=1193081126296031156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1193081126296031156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1193081126296031156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/09/sippy-cup.html' title='Sippy Cup'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqM2JkN3f-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/ja4WDfjGQ6Q/s72-c/sippy+cup+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-8200559601428733550</id><published>2009-09-05T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:59:49.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Cereal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we decided to give Reed cereal for the first time on August 19&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (Reed was 1 day shy of 19 weeks)! We had several days with Reed where Josh and I kept asking each other, "Do you think he needs more food?" He just didn't seem satisfied (read the previous post for more on this). So finally one night I gave in, I say this because I really wanted to try to wait until 6 months to start solid foods. The book I have been reading (Super Baby Food) and our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt; recommended waiting, but I knew it was okay to start at 4 months and wanted to try to go off Reed's needs and not wait just because that's what I wanted.  Reed loved every minute of the cereal and did great (way better than I expected) with the spoon!  By the end he was whining for more between bites.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cereal didn't seem to help him sleep better, but we have continued to give it to him every night.  He seems to love it and if anything it is helping him get ready for more foods to come.  Reed gets better at eating every day.  I mix cereal with 1 oz of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;breast milk&lt;/span&gt; and he gobbles it down in less than 5 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st Bite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378188146723173426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqMpn-SmtDI/AAAAAAAAA0U/iNm_kahZ52c/s320/DSC01689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmm&lt;/span&gt;...good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378191011249166690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqMsOte0mWI/AAAAAAAAA1E/HENS04Tda0E/s320/DSC01713.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378189984527024738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqMrS8pMAmI/AAAAAAAAA08/9UIMzDhznuI/s320/DSC01711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378189967043732962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqMrR7g2JeI/AAAAAAAAA0s/2Qx1iuGE7f8/s320/DSC01707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is this stuff??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378188161020752130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqMpozjacQI/AAAAAAAAA0k/UzFzNh1EzQc/s320/DSC01704.JPG" /&gt;Faster please...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378189974396219170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqMrSW50LyI/AAAAAAAAA00/eUectS61DbQ/s320/DSC01709.JPG" /&gt;Why are you taking pictures??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378188152709349314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqMpoUl0f8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/8sq2wET7g_c/s320/DSC01695.JPG" /&gt;Happy Boy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378191021528299426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqMsPTxjt6I/AAAAAAAAA1M/c-gj4xpp2Hc/s320/DSC01731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378191031743333474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqMsP51AxGI/AAAAAAAAA1U/OyP6V9SAIjM/s320/DSC01730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-8200559601428733550?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8200559601428733550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=8200559601428733550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/8200559601428733550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/8200559601428733550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/09/eating-cereal.html' title='Eating Cereal'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SqMpn-SmtDI/AAAAAAAAA0U/iNm_kahZ52c/s72-c/DSC01689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-768271956560599383</id><published>2009-09-05T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:00:26.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on Track...</title><content type='html'>Reed is now 21 weeks old, we just can't believe how big he is getting! By the way, when does a Mom stop counting weeks?? Well, I decided to write this post to document one of the things I have found much harder about being a parent than I ever imagined. Weeks 18 and 19 of Reed's little life has been thus far the most trying time for me. I found myself literally every day saying, "What should I do!" or "What is wrong with him!" We have been overly blessed with a very healthy and happy baby. However, a couple of weeks ago Reed was much more fussy than normal and especially at bedtime. It was all we could do to get to 8 o'clock without a total meltdown. Then he started crying out when I would try to nurse him. He was doing this at almost every single feeding, to the point that we were both in tears. It was like he was crying for a bottle, it was heartbreaking for me. He also started waking up more during the night, the pacifier would normally get him back to sleep, but a couple of nights I was up every hour putting the pacifier in and one night I even had to feed him in the middle of the night and that hadn't happen in over a month. On top of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fussiness&lt;/span&gt; and not sleeping good, Reed was going up to 6 days without a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt; diaper, this started right before he turned 4 months old. All this and Reed started fighting sleep at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nap time&lt;/span&gt; like I have never seen before, it would take an hour to get him asleep and then by the time you got him to sleep it was time to eat again and this just created more crying! Ugh, are you getting my drift...not fun! I just never imagined I would be at such a loss on what to do to make my child better. I didn't know if he had an ear infection and maybe that is why he wasn't nursing. I thought maybe he needed more to eat and I should be starting him on solid foods. So finally after a night of being up 4 times putting the pacifier back in I decided to try feeding Reed cereal before bedtime. Then that night was one of the worse yet, it didn't help at all he was up almost every hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just kept pressing through telling myself it has to get better! We learned after the late afternoon feeding to get Reed to take a nap before bedtime and this helped him not be so fussy. I did a lot of reading on breastfeeding and learned several techniques that have seemed to help with feeding time. We also let Reed cry it out a couple of times when he woke up for his pacifier and now he is only waking up maybe once or twice a week for it and not until around 4 am. I am so happy to say that the last week as been the BEST week ever. Reed has been SO happy, eating great, sleeping great, having plenty of dirty diapers and even the napping is better. The last four days I have been home with him he has taken a 2 1/2 hour morning nap, a couple of 30-40 minute naps during the day and hour to hour and half afternoon nap. He is growing up so fast, learning more and doing something new every day and just such a joy to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been told over and over, as soon as you think you have them figured out or as soon as you think you have them on a schedule it changes. This is SO true and easier said than understood, especially when you are living it every day! But I am happy to say we are back on track for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-768271956560599383?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/768271956560599383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=768271956560599383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/768271956560599383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/768271956560599383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-on-track.html' title='Back on Track...'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7022707748217987071</id><published>2009-08-22T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:32:38.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed was 4 months old on August 9th! Two weeks late on posting, but I did take these pictures and jot a few things down on the 9th about what he has been up to this month. He is getting so big and cuter every day! At his 4 month check-up he weighed 16 lbs 7 oz (80th percentile), 25 1/2 inches long (75%) and his head was 16 1/4 cm (35%). The doctor said he looks great and his a healthy little boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372986572591079122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SpCu0go8HtI/AAAAAAAAAys/DwG8pWY0pqs/s320/DSC01505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373003618907841570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SpC-UvHj5CI/AAAAAAAAA0M/F_hjwfodhSA/s320/DSC01563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could stare at this smile all day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372988023468029826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SpCwI9k9d4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/i1PDmDsdeLY/s320/DSC01518(1).JPG" /&gt;He is getting so big!  He looks all grow up in his little jeans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372991677783756706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SpCzdq9uT6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/0C8t5FnTvOk/s320/DSC01558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372988013706237954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SpCwIZNkWAI/AAAAAAAAAy0/bU0pkF1Ku5M/s320/DSC01509.JPG" /&gt;Squirmy worm, can't sit still!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372990851536779522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SpCytk9F-QI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_omRUroI3FQ/s320/DSC01542.JPG" /&gt;Give me that camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372988028792598482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SpCwJRab79I/AAAAAAAAAzE/p0qFZceg1gA/s320/DSC01525.JPG" /&gt;He has found his thumb!  He just did this for the first time last week.  He has always tucked his thumb under his fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372986566032361442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SpCu0INOB-I/AAAAAAAAAyk/-CZbLyrLWRc/s320/DSC01492.JPG" /&gt;So sweet! I LOVE his big BLUE eyes and long eyelashes! I never dreamed I would get my blue eyed baby I always dreamed about with all the brown eyes in both our families!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372997800475807074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SpC5CDxQzWI/AAAAAAAAAz0/AAGBNixGoSw/s320/DSC01228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This little 1 month old has grown up and perfected that little smile! Wow, he has changed so much!  Why do they have to grow up so fast?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What Reed is up to at 4 months.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still wearing 3 to 6 month clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still wearing size 2 diapers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still nursing/eating 5 to 6 times a day, every 3 to 3 1/2 hours.  Every once in a while he will go 4 hours, but it is usually when we are out and about and he is asleep in the car or stroller or distracted by everything going on around him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still loves his playmat!  Reed loves to look at himself in the mirror that hangs above him on the mat.  I say all the time, "What would we do without that mirror!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We also got the jumperoo out this month, his feet barely touch the ground but he likes it a lot and will play in it for quite a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Starting to reach more and more for things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can hold toys really well now and everything goes straight to his mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still chewing on his fists like crazy, this creates an enormous amount of drool everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the last week or so Reed as been going to bed between 8 and 8:30.  He still doesn't nap a whole lot during the day, so by 8 o'clock he is so tired.  He sleeps until around 7.  The days that I go to work (I work 3 days in the office and 2 from home...more on that later) I have to wake him up at 7 to feed him.  On the days that I am home he is normally up by 7:30, but he has slept in a few times past 8 o'clock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Loves being on the go!  I always say Reed is like a different baby when we are out of the house.  Don't get me wrong he has always been a great baby, but when we are out he never fusses, smiles and everyone and is always so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Loves to watch tv.  We have caught him looking around us sometimes to look at the tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still not rolling over!  He gets so far over on his side, but he will not roll over!  He will also get himself turned completely around, just not over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pulling his head up when he is laying on his back.  Anytime you put him in his carseat, lay him on his boppy or flat in your lap he will pull himself up as far as he can, like he doesn't like laying down.  He would always rather be seating up.  Sometimes he will get himself sitting straight up in his boppy by himself.  I can't put him in is bouncy seat anymore because it doesn't allow him to sit up enough to his liking and he throws himself forward so far he can't lean back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;His hair is starting to grow back in slowly but surely!  I think it is a little lighter too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-7022707748217987071?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7022707748217987071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7022707748217987071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7022707748217987071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7022707748217987071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-months-old.html' title='4 Months Old'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SpCu0go8HtI/AAAAAAAAAys/DwG8pWY0pqs/s72-c/DSC01505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-4583691658290259705</id><published>2009-07-29T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:20:09.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more hair :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;You have probably noticed from the recent pictures that Reed's hair as slowly all fallen out. He had so much hair when he was born we couldn't believe how much he had. Around 11 to 12 weeks old we started noticing that it was starting to thin and within 2-3 weeks it was all gone. He kept it for so long I was starting to think he might not lose it, but I was wrong. We still think he is as cute as ever, but he is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; going through an awkward hair stage! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363948591598234546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SnCS0xura7I/AAAAAAAAAyM/IjJPRCNBxp8/s320/DSC01474.JPG" /&gt;Hard to believe it use to all be as thick as the bottom half&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363948582671392850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SnCS0QeWoFI/AAAAAAAAAyE/0N30VaRMnwE/s320/DSC01473.JPG" /&gt; Can you see the slight red mark in the middle of his neck?  Ihave the same birth mark on my neck.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363951065224636098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SnCVEwtK5sI/AAAAAAAAAyU/tciJ5wx8yg8/s320/DSC01005(1).JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Look at all that hair!! He was 8 days old here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-4583691658290259705?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4583691658290259705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=4583691658290259705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4583691658290259705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/4583691658290259705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-more-hair.html' title='No more hair :('/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SnCS0xura7I/AAAAAAAAAyM/IjJPRCNBxp8/s72-c/DSC01474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5458942882924195420</id><published>2009-07-29T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:17:29.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paci Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as I said before we finally found a paci Reed would take when he was 10 weeks old. We have purposely not taken any pictures with the paci in his mouth but I thought I would share what he looks like with it in.  It has been a lifesaver when it comes to naps, bedtime and long car rides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363945222517291906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SnCPwq7L-4I/AAAAAAAAAxs/RaR1kROzt8U/s320/DSC01467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363945213408738642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SnCPwI_ifVI/AAAAAAAAAxk/vnNi2e2VhEo/s320/DSC01463.JPG" /&gt;He has also starting liking his little tag blanket (thanks Kristen!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363945225445322178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SnCPw11SLcI/AAAAAAAAAx0/vDvlseABmBg/s320/DSC01468.JPG" /&gt;Watching tv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363945804024323362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SnCQShNRHSI/AAAAAAAAAx8/toEQTXLYqQ4/s320/DSC01476.JPG" /&gt;In only a few minutes we have paci marks in those chubby cheeks!&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/6625971963595931695-5458942882924195420?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5458942882924195420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5458942882924195420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5458942882924195420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5458942882924195420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/07/paci-face.html' title='Paci Face'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SnCPwq7L-4I/AAAAAAAAAxs/RaR1kROzt8U/s72-c/DSC01467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-3395350115329571591</id><published>2009-07-25T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:08:18.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tummy Time...well kind of!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reed is still not rolling over at 15 weeks! I just keep saying he is to big to roll over and he will roll over when he is ready. He actually doesn't mind tummy time now. He can hold his head up great and will tolerate laying on his stomach for quite a while, but he doesn't really move around much or try to flip over. When we use the tummy time mat, it starts out great.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362521311297374882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmuAuIRXiqI/AAAAAAAAAxM/cmXA1f81B8Q/s320/DSC01377.JPG" /&gt;and then it turns into rest time, not tummy time....how funny is this, love it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362521316881192418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmuAudEp1eI/AAAAAAAAAxU/01PY1dN88I0/s320/DSC01386.JPG" /&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/6625971963595931695-3395350115329571591?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3395350115329571591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=3395350115329571591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/3395350115329571591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/3395350115329571591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/07/tummy-timewell-kind-of.html' title='Tummy Time...well kind of!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmuAuIRXiqI/AAAAAAAAAxM/cmXA1f81B8Q/s72-c/DSC01377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-462544108835795050</id><published>2009-07-25T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:56:01.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papaw Visits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Dad stopped by to see us last weekend, we hadn't seen him in a few weeks so it was fun to visit for a while. Reed thought he was pretty funny, he loves his Papaw! I thought these pictures we captured were to cute not to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362512425436667330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Smt4o53FXcI/AAAAAAAAAwc/WgNKH9Pigco/s320/DSC01415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They both look so serious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362512433889794978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Smt4pZWd26I/AAAAAAAAAwk/HM2EpcatgZY/s320/DSC01425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Notice the slobber on Dad's shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362516735943750866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Smt8jzwDtNI/AAAAAAAAAw8/IO0Opmf5-h8/s320/DSC01428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362512436472468370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Smt4pi-OU5I/AAAAAAAAAws/G7zBea9EARw/s320/DSC01426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That tickles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362519459703321298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Smt_CWi8ctI/AAAAAAAAAxE/XZTSmMUMXRc/s320/DSC01421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Airplane....there are so many pictures of me when I was little like this. Dad loved to throw us in the air and we loved it too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-462544108835795050?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/462544108835795050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=462544108835795050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/462544108835795050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/462544108835795050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/07/papaw-visits.html' title='Papaw Visits'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Smt4o53FXcI/AAAAAAAAAwc/WgNKH9Pigco/s72-c/DSC01415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-1629076520106162386</id><published>2009-07-20T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:49:36.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;4th of July was low key for us. We traveled to Sheridan to have dinner with Josh's parents then we headed to the river to watch the fireworks with them and the &lt;a href="http://www.babarnard.com/"&gt;Barnard's&lt;/a&gt;. Reed stayed awake the whole time and didn't even seem to notice the fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360765294019936994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmVDoeJNAuI/AAAAAAAAAvk/IKn55gYT_iw/s320/DSC01150.JPG" /&gt;Reed in his 4th of July outfit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360766344121347650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmVElmE47kI/AAAAAAAAAwE/9ZL1Wa-D1LI/s320/DSC01149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360765296341818530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmVDomyyHKI/AAAAAAAAAvs/c6DAOOPpuq8/s320/DSC01157.JPG" /&gt;Caught chewing on the doggy's ear. This is the first toy/stuffed animal that Reed put in his mouth. This dog is very soft and Reed loves to squeeze it and put it in his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360765305628490498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmVDpJY5ewI/AAAAAAAAAv0/pE-f-luNOS0/s320/DSC01160.JPG" /&gt;Smiling at Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360767468206375250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmVFnBnpQVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/IwnJEggvxRg/s320/DSC01228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching thefireworks with Gigi and Papa! Can you tell Reed is tired?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360763381984529650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmVB5LQcDPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PutFqLW9MDc/s320/DSC01209.JPG" /&gt;Reed &amp;amp; Deacon (at least Deacon would look at the camera). Reed was so tired we couldn't get him to look up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360763394762017522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmVB5621CvI/AAAAAAAAAvc/E1t9_clUuIM/s320/DSC01261.JPG" /&gt; Fireworks over the Arkansas River&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-1629076520106162386?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1629076520106162386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=1629076520106162386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1629076520106162386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1629076520106162386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmVDoeJNAuI/AAAAAAAAAvk/IKn55gYT_iw/s72-c/DSC01150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-6455154234043014526</id><published>2009-07-20T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:47:57.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Boys</title><content type='html'>We got to hang out with several great friends from church a couple of weekends ago and we snapped this picture of &lt;a href="http://www.babarnard.com/"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt;, me and &lt;a href="http://myarceology.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; and Deacon, Reed and Owen. Deacon and Owen are about 3 1/2 months apart and Owen and Reed are about 4 months apart.  Oh how our lives have changed over the last year. It has been so much fun raising Reed along side great friends and their precious babies. These 3 boys will hopefully all be in the same grade in school one day and enjoy playing and growing up together. &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360769939420447314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmVH23m_glI/AAAAAAAAAwU/PgdSvhT9MsQ/s320/DSC01343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 3 boys were pretty tired, but cute as ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-6455154234043014526?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6455154234043014526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=6455154234043014526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/6455154234043014526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/6455154234043014526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/07/growing-boys.html' title='Growing Boys'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmVH23m_glI/AAAAAAAAAwU/PgdSvhT9MsQ/s72-c/DSC01343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7160318208792352792</id><published>2009-07-17T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:08:16.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months Old</title><content type='html'>Just a few pictures of Mr. Chunky Monkey Reed at 3 months!  He is getting so big and we love him more and more every day!  Reed is smiling and talking more and more every day.  He has complete head control now and I am starting to call him my hip baby because I can almost carry him around on my hip, just one sign that he isn't a little bitty baby anymore! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359503419510723554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmDH9tRtk-I/AAAAAAAAAtU/MKbqHg1IQH8/s320/DSC01298.JPG" /&gt;Can he get any cuter??  I am so proud of this picture!  Reed smiles ALL the time!  But every Mom of a 3 month old knows how hard it is to get a picture at the peak of the smile with them looking at the camera!  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359506490696851570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmDKweVi4HI/AAAAAAAAAt8/qRNP4QhX1Y0/s320/DSC01282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359506479417629042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmDKv0UXmXI/AAAAAAAAAt0/W0NuBHYd7CU/s320/DSC01334.JPG" /&gt;Sitting up in the middle of the chair all by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;himself&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359504063333485618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmDIjLtBTDI/AAAAAAAAAtk/tHQjf1Rehlc/s320/DSC01325.JPG" /&gt;Look at those chunky legs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359504058985086722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmDIi7gR_wI/AAAAAAAAAtc/aqY525_hq3Q/s320/DSC01313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359502756910341410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmDHXI5eHSI/AAAAAAAAAs8/TnNC-CxYClc/s320/DSC01268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359502763089201362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmDHXf6oCNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/djjFnRASimw/s320/DSC01267.JPG" /&gt;Still has those pretty big blue eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What Reed is up to at 3 months....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;still chewing on his fist and fingers constantly, slobbering more and more every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pacifier&lt;/span&gt; revelation this month!!  Reed started taking a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pacifier&lt;/span&gt; at 10 weeks, or should I say we found a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pacifier&lt;/span&gt; Reed likes (picture to come, it is pretty cute b/c it is so big on his face)!  Reed had always liked sucking on our fingers, so one day I thought he might like a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pacifier&lt;/span&gt; with a bigger nipple so I gave him a Mams &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; that was 6+ months and he took it right away.  It has really been a lifesaver when it comes to calming him down in the car or getting him to sleep for naps during the day.  Hopefully it won't be to hard to take away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;still loves standing up and his putting more and more weight on his legs for longer periods of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;still loving his baths, starting to kick and splash more and more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wearing all 3 to 6 month clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;moved into size 2 diapers at 11 weeks, he could still fit in size 1 but I was running out so I tried a size 2 and it fit so I just went ahead and moved him up (I tried to keep him in newborn size to long and ended up wasting almost a whole box)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am happy to say he his still sleeping through the night!  Week 9 and 10 were a little spotty because we were out of town for the CWS and then coming home took him a little while to get back on schedule.  However, after getting up 2 nights in a row and feeding him on the 3rd night I decided to try the pacifer, because I really felt like he wasn't hungry and it worked, he went right back to sleep.  We have had a few nights here and there that he has woke up and he have had to stick the pacifier in but not to many.  I consider ourselves every lucky at 3 months.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going to bed between 9 and 10 and sleeping between 8 and 9 hours in his crib.  We have had a couple of 10 hour nights already....very nice!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eating every 3 to 3 1/2 hours, nursing 5 to 6 times a day.  Now that he his sleeping more, he has dropped one of his feedings.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still not the best napper.  He cat naps between feedings during the day, sleeping sometimes up to 1 hour at a time.  He sleeps mostly in his boppy on the couch during the day.  I always say as long as he is sleeping at night, whatever he does during the day doesn't bother me!  He is never really fussy during the day either, but he does just crash at night after not sleeping much during the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still LOVES his playmat and bouncy seat!  He will talk to himself in the mirror on his playmat forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Doing great in his bumbo seat!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grabbing at toys more and more.  Starting to focus on toys and then reaching for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am happy to report that the 2 outfits a day as come and gone.  We have a few blowouts here and there, but definetely not every day now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still only rolling to his side.  He HATES tummy time and it makes me so sad.  He is starting to pull his knees under himself a little bit and he is starting to push up with his arms a little but he still hates being on his tummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reed's hair has started disappearing!!  I still haven't seen any in his crib or where he has been laying but his hair is gone!  If you go back and look at his 1 month pictures you can really tell how much hair he use to have.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He definetely knows who Josh and I are and it makes my heart melt when I walk in the room and I get the biggest smile from him or when someone is holding him and he just sits and stares at me because he knows I am his Mom, it is the best feeling in the world!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just a little side story!  We had our first trip to the doctor on Reed's 3 month birthday.  The day before Reed had 2 poopy diapers that he had what we thought was blood in them.  It was really scary, because it really looked like blood (I have pictures, but I will spare everyone) and we had no clue what could be causing it and they continued for 4 days.  Long story short we went to the doctor and then took some samples back to get tested and it wasn't blood.  We had been giving Reed vitamins with iron in them and we stopped the vitamins with iron and what we thought was blood has stopped.  Reed never really acted sick so we are just moving on like it never happened.  They weighed Reed at the doctor and he weighed 15 lbs 14 oz, he gained 1 lb 10 oz in 1 month.  He his a healthy, happy little boy and we are SO grateful and blessed to have him in our lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-7160318208792352792?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7160318208792352792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7160318208792352792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7160318208792352792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7160318208792352792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-months-old.html' title='3 Months Old'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmDH9tRtk-I/AAAAAAAAAtU/MKbqHg1IQH8/s72-c/DSC01298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-3292611245940856637</id><published>2009-07-07T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:02:29.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reed and I had been planning for a while what we wanted to get Josh for Father's Day! I wanted Josh to have something that he would always have to remember his first Father's Day. We decided to go to Firefly, a little pottery studio where you can paint your own pottery to make something extra special for Daddy. I think it turned out really cute and Josh seemed to really like it. Father's day was pretty uneventful. Josh's family cam to church with us and then we went out to eat at Olive Garden. After lunch we headed over to a birthday party of a family friend of Josh's parents.  At the party we got to meet little Walker.  If you remember Mrs. Vicky from delivery day this is her second grandchild.  He is about a month younger than Reed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360756023162767314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmU7M1gnB9I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Q4I-nB7HZic/s320/DSC01070.JPG" /&gt;Daddy opening his card from Reed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360756031342508018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmU7NT-z9_I/AAAAAAAAAvE/y4Gm372qJtI/s320/DSC01074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Daddy's Little Slugger" plate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360756019785990066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmU7Mo7hf7I/AAAAAAAAAu0/ET4JTrhKkGk/s320/DSC01065.JPG" /&gt;Daddy telling Reed thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360755039302218274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmU6TkV-ciI/AAAAAAAAAus/UiOlKJvqLMg/s320/DSC01536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, we waited until Reed was super tired to try to take pictures and he wouldn't let Josh hold him any other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360753515113985938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmU462TLt5I/AAAAAAAAAuM/NCGFSMz_qM8/s320/DSC01539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed with Daddy and Papa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360755033219001618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmU6TNrn7RI/AAAAAAAAAuc/XjuyAQ44RQ4/s320/DSC01542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reed and Walker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360755034866606370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmU6TT0cYSI/AAAAAAAAAuk/eqmHXV5kSrc/s320/DSC01543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360753509048470978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmU46ftDTcI/AAAAAAAAAuE/rZSN264f-e4/s320/DSC01544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this picture because you can see Reed talking.  He makes the sweetest faces when he coos and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;goos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-3292611245940856637?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3292611245940856637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=3292611245940856637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/3292611245940856637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/3292611245940856637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/07/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SmU7M1gnB9I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Q4I-nB7HZic/s72-c/DSC01070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-1435129575566782017</id><published>2009-07-04T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:40:53.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAY BEHIND!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I admit it! I have to be one of the worst bloggers ever. I think about blogging all the time, but it always gets pushed down the list of things to do. I have to start doing better. Also when I get this far behind I feel like I have to get completely caught up before I publish any of the post. So I have been working on several post lately! Scroll down and enjoy! Coming soon Father's Day and little Reed man will be 3 months next week, so maybe I will be able to give a 3 month update less than a month late this time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-1435129575566782017?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1435129575566782017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=1435129575566782017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1435129575566782017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1435129575566782017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/07/way-behind.html' title='WAY BEHIND!!'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-997180809737926077</id><published>2009-06-28T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:36:11.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CWS Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Reed's shots on Thursday we were on our way to Omaha, NE to watch the College World Series of Baseball and to visit with Josh's family that had not met Reed. We made it to Fayetteville Thursday night to spend the night with Amy and then traveled the rest of the way on Friday. Thursday night we had an early birthday dinner with Amy, Sydney and Stella. Friday was mine and Sydney's birthday. Amy also surprised me with a birthday cake from Rick's Bakery. It was delicious and my only birthday cake this year....thanks Amy!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352498437398639314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Skfk-FX6stI/AAAAAAAAAqg/eUT5iv9HXXs/s320/DSC01401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday morning we met up with Josh's parents and brother and we were on our way to Omaha. I was a little nervous about the 6 hour drive ahead of us but we were on our way and who could complain getting to look at this precious face all day on their birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352499848068273922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfmQMhxFwI/AAAAAAAAAqw/TgDnU_j3_ZA/s320/DSC01436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352499851718846786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfmQaIIaUI/AAAAAAAAAq4/k0Smh_OXguQ/s320/DSC01447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352498430436302242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Skfk9rb93aI/AAAAAAAAAqY/mpDEz4FCFjY/s320/DSC01404.JPG" /&gt;We were packed in! First time traveling with Reed was an experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it to Omaha about 6 pm. We set up house in Grandpa Baker's one bedroom apartment. It was a tight squeeze with all of Reed's stuff, but we were so thankful to have a free place to stay, we weren't complaning. After settling in we went to dinner with Josh's Grandpa Baker, Aunt Bonny and Uncle Mark. It was great to see them and for them to be able to meet Reed. We hadn't seen Bonny and Mark since our wedding and we hadn't seen Grandpa since last summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner we traveled down to the stadium to see where we would be going the next day. We were shocked to see our crowded it already was and at that point Josh, his dad and brother decided they would be getting in line pretty early for the game the next morning. So Saturday morning came pretty early! The boys parked and got in line about 9:30 am for the 1 pm game. The rest of us took the shuttle and arrived at the ball park about 12 pm and were lucky enough to still get in, they actually cut the line off at one point, the stadium was standing room only. I wore Reed in the front carrier on the shuttle and on the walk to and from the stadium. We carried his carseat in so he had some where to sit in the shade. The weather was a little hard to predict because it was so chilly in the morning, but by game time it was extremely hot. I am proud to say that Reed made it through the whole game! We changed him and fed him right in the stands, it was a little hard on him, but he did great. We had a little battery powered fan that we kept on him the whole time, I don't think we could have made it without it. It was fun being there and the Hogs won which made it even better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352506323835945282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfsJIpGAUI/AAAAAAAAAsg/TFYzlNYFYxw/s320/DSC00863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352506317482202962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfsIw-Pl1I/AAAAAAAAAsY/soRQy15hzxs/s320/DSC00908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352506309558302450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfsITdCdvI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/EgRzu2MqVdQ/s320/DSC00905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352506306819192722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfsIJP-95I/AAAAAAAAAsI/qzRm-1zdnpU/s320/DSC00900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352506303867273826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfsH-QMQmI/AAAAAAAAAsA/KV3Z2sY1u9Y/s320/DSC00769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352504910408373298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Skfq23Ns1DI/AAAAAAAAAr4/_xudBgAH-QA/s320/DSC00758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352504912120523634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Skfq29l6K3I/AAAAAAAAArw/yFs_m905eGE/s320/DSC00850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352504900628337442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Skfq2Sx9UyI/AAAAAAAAAro/6fi_bXophSw/s320/DSC00725.JPG" /&gt;Josh and Branden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352504898778124418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Skfq2L41UII/AAAAAAAAArg/5jRXqFtbD6Y/s320/DSC00633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took this picture after the game we had already changed Reed into his pjs so we just slipped his shirt over for the picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night Aunt Bonny and Uncle Mark made us a wonderful steak dinner at their house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday morning Reed and I went to breakfast with Grandpa Baker and cousin Matt. While the guys went to watch more games. Sunday afternoon Reed and I found an outdoor shopping area and did a little shopping and a lot of walking. We had lunch with Josh's Mom, Uncle Mark and Aunt Bonny and then headed back to the house to wait for the guys to get home. That night we all went to dinner with Grandpa Baker at Red Robin (Josh's favorite). After dinner we decided it would be fun to take Reed swimming for the first time. The hotel Josh's parents were staying in had an indoor swimming pool. Their hotel was about a 45 minute drive and Reed was so fussy on the way and then finally fell asleep. I was afraid he might miss his swimming chance but he woke up just in time. He was SO cute in his little swim trunks and matching hat! Reed didn't really know what to think. He was just kind of taking it all in the whole time and didn't show much expression. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352499853635678050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfmQhRI72I/AAAAAAAAArA/LrviW4KUVWA/s320/DSC01460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352504892399984258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Skfq10IKnoI/AAAAAAAAArY/-NTmswPecLE/s320/DSC01483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352499864163945346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfmRIfRi4I/AAAAAAAAArI/YMJsyMwRdQc/s320/DSC01471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352499866293143490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfmRQa6h8I/AAAAAAAAArQ/3X80RDEMrA0/s320/DSC01480.JPG" /&gt;Monday morning we all went to breakfast together. The Hogs were playing at 6 pm against LSU. The LSU fans are crazy and come every year to Omaha whether they are in the tournament or not so the guys decided to get in line at noon for the game. Reed, Josh's mom and I hung out at the apartment all day. I had a couple of hours of work to get done, so Josh's Mom watched Reed for me while I did that. We took a little walk in the afternoon and then Aunt Bonny brought over dinner for us to eat while we watched the game on tv. By the time the guys got home it was time for bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday morning it was time to head home. We loaded up all our stuff, said our good-byes and we were back on the road. We were so ready to be home that we decided to drive straight through instead of stopping in Fayetteville on the way home. It made for a VERY long drive and it was a little tough on Reed, but we made it home in about 12 hours, just in time for bed time. We had a great trip! It has always been one of Josh's dreams to go to the College World Series and it was really special to have Reed with us and get to spend time with family all at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-997180809737926077?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/997180809737926077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=997180809737926077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/997180809737926077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/997180809737926077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/06/cws-road-trip.html' title='CWS Road Trip'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Skfk-FX6stI/AAAAAAAAAqg/eUT5iv9HXXs/s72-c/DSC01401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-2549719498340612212</id><published>2009-06-28T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:34:50.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Month Dr. Appointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thursday, June 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Reed had his 2 month doctor's appointment and the dreaded first round of shots. Reed did great! It was a little bit harder to watch than I thought it would be. The nurse came in to give the shots and she asked that one of us hold his chest down in case he jumped. I didn't think anything of it, so when Josh stepped back like he didn't want to, I quickly put my hand over him. After the shots Josh said, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; now he is going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;associate&lt;/span&gt; you with the pain!" I didn't even think about that, but it was so hard to see his little face go from being just fine to complete terror and I am sure it will only get worse has he gets older. It was the first time I heard him cry so hard that he held his breath. I picked him up as soon as I could and he calmed right down. I had given him a dose of Tylenol before the shots and the medicine knocked him out. We traveled to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fayetteville&lt;/span&gt; that night and he slept the whole way up there and still slept through the night. Reed weighed 14 lbs 5 ounces (95%). He was 23 1/2 inches long (75%) and his head was 15 (15%). Reed is a big little boy! The doctor said he looked great and was very impressed that he was sleeping through the night (he was on a 5 night stretch).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352492843087830274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Skff4c8SHQI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/meKY4bHWQig/s320/DSC01394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nothing like little legs with band-aids on them. Can you tell he was just fine by the smile on his face?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-2549719498340612212?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2549719498340612212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=2549719498340612212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2549719498340612212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/2549719498340612212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-month-dr-appointment.html' title='2 Month Dr. Appointment'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Skff4c8SHQI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/meKY4bHWQig/s72-c/DSC01394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-1085729074972234226</id><published>2009-06-27T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:34:10.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe this adorable little boy has been in our lives 2 months already! He is our chucky little monkey and we love him so much! Here are so pictures of Reed on his 2 month birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352217738705447106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkblrRQVKMI/AAAAAAAAApY/DUJR_PjQcTk/s320/DSC00591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352479390777721010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfTpbLnwLI/AAAAAAAAApg/fSQyKYreB5o/s320/DSC00592.JPG" /&gt;So big, yet so little!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352479397106776578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfTpywlegI/AAAAAAAAApo/IbJD02Rn_z4/s320/DSC00606.JPG" /&gt;The smile that will melt your heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352480503758765490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfUqNW-vbI/AAAAAAAAAp4/lhX2J60qVwU/s320/DSC00599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352480496972221666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfUp0E8TOI/AAAAAAAAApw/8C5Dy6-OF84/s320/DSC00601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom are we done yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352480504847969266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfUqRaqq_I/AAAAAAAAAqA/YZXzRSMs7T8/s320/DSC00626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352482114762298210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkfWH-0J02I/AAAAAAAAAqI/1mhCPacGXXI/s320/DSC01375.JPG" /&gt;Can you tell in this picture that he is constantly moving? I took a ton of pictures and this is the only one that is half way in focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What Reed is up to at 2 months....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;smiling more &amp;amp; more...it melts my heart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;kicking &amp;amp; moving like crazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;chews on his fist and fingers constantly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;still doesn't like pacifiers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;still has pretty blue eyes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;likes standing up...he has some strong little legs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;loves his baths &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;wearing 3-6 month clothes, he only wore 0-3 for 2 weeks, there are still a few 0-3 things he can wear but not many&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consistently sleeping 5-6 hours, with a few 7 hour nights, on 6/7, 6/8 &amp;amp; 6/9 he slept 8-9 hours....I am hoping this continues (one morning he actually went back to sleep until 9 am in his bouncy seat). He also had one 8 hour night at 7 weeks and 2 days. He is doing great sleeping in his crib at night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;goes to bed around 10 pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;still eating every 2 1/2 to 3 hours during the day, nurses 7-8 times a day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;still does not nap well during the day, 99% of the time he must be rocked to sleep and then it is so hard to get him to lay down anywhere during the day, I am lucky to get 30 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; without holding him if he is asleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;loves his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playmat&lt;/span&gt; and bouncy seat they keep him entertained at least long enough for me to get a shower or eat a little lunch (he really just started liking his bouncy seat this week, the toys are right at eye level and he will laugh and smile at them for hours)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;moved to size 1 diapers at 5 weeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;most of the time Reed prefers to be laying out flat in your lap or on his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playmat&lt;/span&gt;, he likes for you to talk to him, but doesn't really liked to be cradled and messed with&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;lately he has been going through 2 outfits almost every day, he is constantly pooping out of diapers (this is a post all by itself)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;consistently&lt;/span&gt; rolling to his side...doesn't appear to be close to rolling over at all&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;doing good in his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bumbo&lt;/span&gt; seat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;just starting to slobber a little&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-1085729074972234226?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1085729074972234226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=1085729074972234226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1085729074972234226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1085729074972234226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-months-old.html' title='2 Months Old'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkblrRQVKMI/AAAAAAAAApY/DUJR_PjQcTk/s72-c/DSC00591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-5071395619446059588</id><published>2009-06-27T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:32:27.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reed's Dedication</title><content type='html'>On May 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we dedicated Reed to the Lord. By doing this, Josh and I promised before our family and church &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;congregation&lt;/span&gt; that we will raise Reed up in the church and teach and guide him to accept Christ as his savior one day. This was a special time for us and we were so blessed to have our families there with us. Our church prayed over us and Reed received a t-shirt to remember the occasion and we received a certificate to sign and keep reminding us of our promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbYCBkli7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/u11yR3lRwYk/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352202736469642162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbYCBkli7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/u11yR3lRwYk/s320/DSC00443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352202226957755506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbXkXffJHI/AAAAAAAAAow/1SsfYvo4XiE/s320/DSC00425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352202231391828258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbXkoApuSI/AAAAAAAAAo4/E1-8wI15U1w/s320/DSC00417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352202239538497410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbXlGW-B4I/AAAAAAAAApA/JSLjwH2DdUs/s320/DSC00422.JPG" /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Reed with Heather &amp;amp; Amelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbXkEWirBI/AAAAAAAAAoo/e8bMc7padWE/s1600-h/DSC01346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352202221819964434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbXkEWirBI/AAAAAAAAAoo/e8bMc7padWE/s320/DSC01346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reed modeling his shirt he received. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shirt has the verse &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jeremiah&lt;/span&gt; 29:11 on it, for I know the plans I have made for you. &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/6625971963595931695-5071395619446059588?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5071395619446059588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=5071395619446059588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5071395619446059588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/5071395619446059588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/06/reeds-dedication.html' title='Reed&apos;s Dedication'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbYCBkli7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/u11yR3lRwYk/s72-c/DSC00443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-7716209503372351355</id><published>2009-06-27T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:38:18.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering the little things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reed is getting so big (he is 7 weeks here)! We have been putting him in gowns at night to sleep in because they are to convenient for those midnight diaper changes, but he is starting to grow out of them. Josh was getting Reed ready for bed one night and decided to put him in his baseball sleeper. I couldn't help but think back to Christmas when Josh received this sleeper as a gift. I love to remember the little times like this, before Reed was born, we couldn't have imagined how precious the little boy would be that would wear this sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352195817374078434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbRvR7p1eI/AAAAAAAAAog/1xfG0N2N8qQ/s320/DSC00096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352195813973050898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbRvFQyRhI/AAAAAAAAAoY/jbPighE0I8Q/s320/DSC01337.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Reed and Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Please note the dogs on each side, they are still trying to figure out who this little guy in the house is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-7716209503372351355?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7716209503372351355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=7716209503372351355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7716209503372351355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/7716209503372351355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/06/remembering-little-things.html' title='Remembering the little things...'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SkbRvR7p1eI/AAAAAAAAAog/1xfG0N2N8qQ/s72-c/DSC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-1171985059000209017</id><published>2009-05-12T15:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:33:55.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I had a wonderful 1st Mother's Day! Saturday night we went to our church and had a wonderful church service and then Sunday morning we headed to Sheridan to spend the day with our moms. Reed and I went with my Mom and Josh's Mom to a Mother's Day breakfast at the church I grew up in and then we went to church with Josh's family at the church he grew up in. After church we had a wonderful lunch at Josh's parent's house and my Mom and Steve also came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh was so sweet! He got me a beautiful diamond fleur de lis necklace. Reed's birthstone is diamond (I planned that well...wink, wink) and Josh said he wanted me to have something special to remember my first Mother's Day. I love it! We don't give gifts very often, so it was very special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335078329253979458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SgoBeVgRZUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/egylMuGeCm0/s320/DSC01275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, my Mom &amp;amp; Reed &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SgoBeAejhVI/AAAAAAAAAns/2LQPzHQdcW0/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335078323609634130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SgoBeAejhVI/AAAAAAAAAns/2LQPzHQdcW0/s320/DSC01279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh with his brother Branden, Mom &amp;amp; Reed &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SgoBd-0EwaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/nh1w77D-kuo/s1600-h/DSC01276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335078323163021730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SgoBd-0EwaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/nh1w77D-kuo/s320/DSC01276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Baker Family &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SgoBdpkd17I/AAAAAAAAAnc/bhL1WZFS2EU/s1600-h/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335078317460412338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SgoBdpkd17I/AAAAAAAAAnc/bhL1WZFS2EU/s320/DSC01268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the Moms &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SgoBddaTb_I/AAAAAAAAAnU/xxwQaSb-SUg/s1600-h/DSC01284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335078314196561906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SgoBddaTb_I/AAAAAAAAAnU/xxwQaSb-SUg/s320/DSC01284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Baby Reed...my first Mother's Day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6625971963595931695-1171985059000209017?l=joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1171985059000209017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6625971963595931695&amp;postID=1171985059000209017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1171985059000209017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6625971963595931695/posts/default/1171985059000209017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-mothers-day.html' title='My first Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Baker Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228552553943335073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90mVPARp8W8/Ts2Goik3LjI/AAAAAAAABTI/tVFdkgun3rk/s220/Edited%2B5%2Bg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/SgoBeVgRZUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/egylMuGeCm0/s72-c/DSC01275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6625971963595931695.post-6355089640829845378</id><published>2009-05-12T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:20:53.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe Reed is already one month old! In so many ways time as flown by and in other ways I feel like I have been a Mom for much longer than one month. Reed has brought so much joy into our lives and we already can't imagine life without him. He is growing like a weed and getting chubbier and chubbier every day. I took a few pictures on his one month birthday to show how much he has grown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335065513046496546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn10VaS1SI/AAAAAAAAAmU/xfm4ONSs88U/s320/DSC01194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I had to have a naked picture so we can compare each month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335065520730880754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn10yCZOvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/0wQWRfYUFiQ/s320/DSC01209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sitting up in the chair....he looks so little!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335065518470182242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn10pnZtWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vfwwBJkOal4/s320/DSC01205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sitting with "Joshua Bear" This is a bear Josh gave me back when we first starting dating, I have always called it "Joshua Bear!" I thought it would be good to take pictures beside to show Reed's growth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335065529181556514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn11RhMTyI/AAAAAAAAAm0/dlFnGY9cTRg/s320/DSC01227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Looking at the camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335069662507374546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn5l3W3F9I/AAAAAAAAAnE/2Zx-fKmv7Kw/s320/DSC01208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hey Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn5mF5nGYI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CON05_ht4DI/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335069666411223426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn5mF5nGYI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CON05_ht4DI/s320/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiling for the camera....one of the first smiles caught on camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn5lqFgGCI/AAAAAAAAAm8/NoCJzpLtvE4/s1600-h/DSC01216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335069658944903202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn5lqFgGCI/AAAAAAAAAm8/NoCJzpLtvE4/s320/DSC01216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn11Mx0GcI/AAAAAAAAAms/eqIaTjfumRk/s1600-h/DSC01222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335065527909095874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Kiy55SYr-A/Sgn11Mx0GcI/AAAAAAAAAms/eqIaTjfumRk/s320/DSC01222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Would you get this camera out of my face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What Reed is up to at 1 month....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still eating great about every 3 hours. During the day it may be a little less, I try not to feed less than every 2 1/2 hours. At night he is going up to 4 hours between feedings. He normally nurses 8 to 9 times in a 24 hour period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is also sleeping in his crib. We have had a few bad nights where I have had to hold him all night, but for the most part he is sleeping in his crib. He makes to many noises to sleep in the pack n' play beside the bed, that only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lasted&lt;/span&gt; for 2 weeks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still working on him taking good naps during t
