<?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-2449516339286819399</id><updated>2011-07-28T11:53:25.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moma mays world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-771122583246660179</id><published>2009-08-18T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T14:20:39.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly pics of Madison</title><content type='html'>Madison was so proud of herself the other day, she came into the kitchen smiling then I noticed her stickers on her legs. She sure has been keeping me busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SosZ53ObTNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/f2HJyi3d7QU/s1600-h/madison+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371415462437145810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SosZ53ObTNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/f2HJyi3d7QU/s400/madison+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SosZ5uG60UI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MPCf-Z08zS0/s1600-h/madison+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371415459989737794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SosZ5uG60UI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MPCf-Z08zS0/s400/madison+003.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/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SosZ5ICWryI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mPTEZ3Oib_8/s1600-h/madison+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371415449770045218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SosZ5ICWryI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mPTEZ3Oib_8/s400/madison+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I was playing on facebook today and looked at Madison and could not resist taking her pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SosZ6RI5y7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/stg53FS_FsY/s1600-h/madison+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371415469393300402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SosZ6RI5y7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/stg53FS_FsY/s400/madison+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-771122583246660179?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/771122583246660179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=771122583246660179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/771122583246660179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/771122583246660179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/silly-pics-of-madison.html' title='Silly pics of Madison'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SosZ53ObTNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/f2HJyi3d7QU/s72-c/madison+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-2540080495056431154</id><published>2009-04-18T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:32:17.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy I sleep good!</title><content type='html'>Madison and I went to Sam's house today since Darren had to work and Chip was gone all day we decided to spend the day together. Madison and Macey laid down to take there naps and a few hours later I heard Madison knocking on her door, when I opened it up she said I sleep good Mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-2540080495056431154?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2540080495056431154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=2540080495056431154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/2540080495056431154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/2540080495056431154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/mommy-i-sleep-good.html' title='Mommy I sleep good!'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-8483469655100773591</id><published>2009-04-17T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:27:44.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy and Madison</title><content type='html'>Darren was gone thiseavning so Madison and I spent some fun time together. First we went to the park where Madiosn had a ball going down the big slide. I asked her if she was ready to leave after a while and she said yeah ice cream. I had not said anything about going and getting ice cream so I don' t knwo where that came from. Since she asked so nicely we went and got ice cream and grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner. Then we came back home and played outside for a while. Finally I decided that we would go do our shopping that I had been puting off since it was so nice outside. First we stoped at TSC, I have been trying to find Madison a new pair of cowboy boots since she has outgrown all of her other boots. I was excited to find they had baby chicks there for sale. Madison has never seen a baby chick before so she got to pet them and of course she had to see insided every container that had baby chicks in. We made a few more stops then headed home to see Daddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-8483469655100773591?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8483469655100773591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=8483469655100773591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/8483469655100773591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/8483469655100773591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/mommy-and-madison.html' title='Mommy and Madison'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-3618719910160510312</id><published>2009-04-12T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:48:08.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8r_184gI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RfArO_rJzDI/s1600-h/easter+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323814067330933250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8r_184gI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RfArO_rJzDI/s400/easter+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8rxpnHMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/otFgtD-F9Uk/s1600-h/easter+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323814063521078466" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8rxpnHMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/otFgtD-F9Uk/s400/easter+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8sZ9rWEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_TufDPCCmeY/s1600-h/easter+2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323814074342660162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8sZ9rWEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_TufDPCCmeY/s400/easter+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8suBzMmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Sl3psAFkavg/s1600-h/easter+2009+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323814079728661090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8suBzMmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Sl3psAFkavg/s400/easter+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8sBpYTwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/q1yv9QlMW2Y/s1600-h/easter+2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323814067815075586" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8sBpYTwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/q1yv9QlMW2Y/s400/easter+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Madison woke up this morning and the first thing she asked Darren when he went to get her up was "Easter come?" Lastnight Madison and I got out the easter baskets and put them on the table. Explained to her that if we leave them there the Easter Bunny will come and leave stuff in her basket so she was waiting all night. She went strait to her basket this morning to see what he left her. Then we waited on Aunt Ashlee and Uncle Willy to come over and watch her hut eggs outside. She had a blast and we had fun watching her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-3618719910160510312?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3618719910160510312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=3618719910160510312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/3618719910160510312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/3618719910160510312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SeH8r_184gI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RfArO_rJzDI/s72-c/easter+2009+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-3018716785837625321</id><published>2009-04-07T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:10:23.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty training</title><content type='html'>I am happy to say Madison is almost potty trained. All of the sudden it finally clicked last week. Yesterday she only had two accidents. Today I was even brave enough to leave her in her underware for her nap. She did great. She is still wearing diapers for bed and pull ups at work. I am afraid that she might have an accident at work and their entire house has carpet in it so for now I can deal with putting pullups on her. I am just keeping my fingers crossed that she keeps being a big girl. I am so proud of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-3018716785837625321?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3018716785837625321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=3018716785837625321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/3018716785837625321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/3018716785837625321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/potty-training.html' title='Potty training'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-1082991544520701391</id><published>2009-03-27T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:24:30.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Madison no loger answers no to everything. Her new favorite word is Yah. When ever I tell her I love her it's yah mom. Yesterday Aunt Ashlee watched here and took her to visit her mom at work. Everyone loved her and someone even asked her if she wanted a pice of candy and of course her answer was yah. You may think that is a normal answer but when Madison says it she does not get excited at all. When she says yah it seems like it is killing her just to say it. Another of her favorite saying right now is NO momma. Sometimes I think if I here those two words out of your mouth agian I just might scream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-1082991544520701391?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1082991544520701391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=1082991544520701391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/1082991544520701391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/1082991544520701391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/madison-no-loger-answers-no-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-6232878460854614499</id><published>2009-03-18T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:59:43.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A baby Boy.</title><content type='html'>We just found out today that Darren's brother Will and Ashlee are having a baby boy. Madison will finally have a cousin on the May side of the family and it is going to be a boy. We cann't wait until Aug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-6232878460854614499?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6232878460854614499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=6232878460854614499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/6232878460854614499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/6232878460854614499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-boy.html' title='A baby Boy.'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-545580662120865842</id><published>2009-03-18T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:57:41.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, Again.</title><content type='html'>Monday Darren and I took Madison shopping at the mall. Darren decided he needed some new shirts so we went shopping. Well I parked at Sears and we went in where the tools are. To get to the other stores you have to go up the escalator. Darren asked me if Madison had ever been on one I said yes but I don't know if she remebers being on one. I have not been to the mall for a long time so I could not remember. Aparently she did not remember it. When we got to the top she said she wanted to go again. She really loved riding the escalator. When I told her we could not go again until we were done shopping she was very upset. Of course Daddy was embarased because his child was throwing a fit in public, I was also embarased but I guess kids will be kids. Darren and I ended up laughing about the fact that our child was not mad because we would not buy her something she wanted, she was upset that she could not ride the escalator all day long. So I have learned a very valuable lesson do not take Madison near an escalator unless you are leaving or want to ride one all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-545580662120865842?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/545580662120865842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=545580662120865842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/545580662120865842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/545580662120865842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/again-again.html' title='Again, Again.'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-7586758947582557427</id><published>2009-03-05T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:31:17.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbligaACl8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/u9oLMSgMKWw/s1600-h/madison+2yr+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312385544335038402" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbligaACl8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/u9oLMSgMKWw/s400/madison+2yr+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took Madison to get her 2 year pictures taken today she is growing up way to fast. Here is our little cowgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbligCZ5nlI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XH7BwWj9p4c/s1600-h/madison+2yr+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312385538001051218" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbligCZ5nlI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XH7BwWj9p4c/s400/madison+2yr+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/Sblifh0JEhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/K54ugIki6qE/s1600-h/madison+2yr+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312385529252745746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/Sblifh0JEhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/K54ugIki6qE/s400/madison+2yr+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She definatley liked the chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SblifaHgb3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/FXrH8CL5bVw/s1600-h/madison+2yr+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312385527186485106" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SblifaHgb3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/FXrH8CL5bVw/s400/madison+2yr+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SblifWc8wcI/AAAAAAAAADw/0X3CqqafZ98/s1600-h/madison+2yr+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312385526202679746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SblifWc8wcI/AAAAAAAAADw/0X3CqqafZ98/s400/madison+2yr+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea that's right I'm 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-7586758947582557427?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7586758947582557427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=7586758947582557427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7586758947582557427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7586758947582557427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/picture-day.html' title='Picture Day'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbligaACl8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/u9oLMSgMKWw/s72-c/madison+2yr+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-7979884425000766550</id><published>2009-02-20T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:02:49.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Madison</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbldoRYmNRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YusImqfgdfs/s1600-h/madison+2yr+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312380181902931218" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbldoRYmNRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YusImqfgdfs/s400/madison+2yr+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Brithday Madison. Madison had her birhtday party a few days early this year. We decided to have eveyone at our house this year and yes we all did fit. I think Madison had a ball playing with everyone and showing off. I decided that she should have a minnie mouse cake this year. She didn't really have anything but Barney that she really loves and I really did not want to do a Barney cake so Minnie mouse it was. Becky was the lucky one that got to decorate the cake. I was planning on doing it the night before but wanted to be lazy on my birthday so I was working on decorating the cake when Becky and Mom came over so Becky did it. Thank you Becky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbleVScw9-I/AAAAAAAAADg/SQbyrQmW7wg/s1600-h/madison+2yr+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312380955282962402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbleVScw9-I/AAAAAAAAADg/SQbyrQmW7wg/s400/madison+2yr+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison is thinking about blowing out the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbleV06JThI/AAAAAAAAADo/bdgwv67OY44/s1600-h/madison+2yr+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312380964532997650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbleV06JThI/AAAAAAAAADo/bdgwv67OY44/s400/madison+2yr+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She got them both in one try. She is growing up way to fast it seems like just yesterday that she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2449516339286819399-7979884425000766550?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7979884425000766550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=7979884425000766550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7979884425000766550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7979884425000766550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-brithday-madison.html' title='Happy Birthday Madison'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SbldoRYmNRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YusImqfgdfs/s72-c/madison+2yr+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-7735702429344736821</id><published>2009-02-17T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:36:55.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No night night!</title><content type='html'>Madison has been doing very good taking her naps with out her night night so last night I decided to put her to bed without it. She went to sleep pretty fast and only woke up once during the night but went right back to sleep with out it. I am so happy since the last time we tried it and it did not work at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-7735702429344736821?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7735702429344736821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=7735702429344736821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7735702429344736821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7735702429344736821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-night-night.html' title='No night night!'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-5470820661104248216</id><published>2009-02-12T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:34:09.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st hair cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Madison got her first hair cut today. She really did not have much to cut but she was starting to get some stragaly hair down the back of her neck. I also thought it might help her hair grow a little faster if we got it trimed. She sat very still in her chair while Amy cut her hair. As you can see in the pictures she got a sucker to keep her busy while her hair was being cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SZrVkAkvDeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CZPnJp4Rz2I/s1600-h/snow-first+hair+cut+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303786325788265954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SZrVkAkvDeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CZPnJp4Rz2I/s320/snow-first+hair+cut+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daddy talking to Madison before she got her hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SZrVkSiZK0I/AAAAAAAAACY/CkmFwNhedHw/s1600-h/snow-first+hair+cut+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303786330610281282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SZrVkSiZK0I/AAAAAAAAACY/CkmFwNhedHw/s320/snow-first+hair+cut+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Madison waiting patiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SZrVkue1FMI/AAAAAAAAACg/GLG4fSicG0o/s1600-h/snow-first+hair+cut+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303786338111526082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SZrVkue1FMI/AAAAAAAAACg/GLG4fSicG0o/s320/snow-first+hair+cut+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amy doing a wonderful job cutting Madison's hair. Thank you.&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/2449516339286819399-5470820661104248216?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5470820661104248216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=5470820661104248216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/5470820661104248216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/5470820661104248216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-hair-cut.html' title='1st hair cut'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SZrVkAkvDeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CZPnJp4Rz2I/s72-c/snow-first+hair+cut+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-7291240953061865866</id><published>2009-02-09T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:44:52.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to Darren, and yes Madison does have an ear infection. Poor baby no wonder she did not want to sleep the other night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-7291240953061865866?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7291240953061865866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=7291240953061865866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7291240953061865866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7291240953061865866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-to-darren-and-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-7218658997811615839</id><published>2009-02-07T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:43:47.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst night ever</title><content type='html'>Well last night I tried to put Madison to bed without her night night and it totally did not work. She cried for about 2 hours so I finally caved in and gave her it but that did not work. She was so upset I let her sleep in bed with Darren and I but that also did not work. She would be quiet for about 15 min. but then start screaming. I decided to lay down with her in her room but she keep doing the same thing then she asked to watch Barney by this time it was 230 in the morning so I thought if that works we will do it. We needles to say Barney but she kept tugging on her ear and saying owwie so I gave her some tylenol witch must have finally worked at 5:45 because she finally went to sleep. When I got her up at 11:00 she cried when I took her undershirt off and it caught on her ear. I am afraid that it must be an ear infection. I guess we will be going back to the Doctor's on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-7218658997811615839?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7218658997811615839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=7218658997811615839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7218658997811615839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7218658997811615839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/worst-night-ever.html' title='worst night ever'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-7053032126139895959</id><published>2008-11-09T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T13:35:02.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Stinker</title><content type='html'>Well when I went up to get Madison out of bed the other day(the day she went to bed without her night night), the little stinker had one. I did not search her bed good enough before I layed her down. She found one tucked in the corner. I looked and found 2 more. Her I thought that an hour and a half of crying was not to bad, but in reality it just took her an hour and a half to find a night night. We were gone a lot this weekend so she still has been sleeping with it. I guess when we get back from Becky's on Tuesday we will try agian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-7053032126139895959?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7053032126139895959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=7053032126139895959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7053032126139895959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/7053032126139895959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-stinker.html' title='Little Stinker'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-2911000446238419375</id><published>2008-11-06T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:50:52.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean Mommy</title><content type='html'>Well I have finally decided that Madison is old enough to sleep without her "night night". It took about an hour and a half for her to stop crying.  I hope that she is finally asleep but I am afraid to go look and make her cry agian. It is hard to let her keep crying. Hopefully she will not fight this to much. We will wait and see how tonight goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-2911000446238419375?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2911000446238419375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=2911000446238419375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/2911000446238419375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/2911000446238419375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/mean-mommy.html' title='Mean Mommy'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-9069264899119659626</id><published>2008-11-03T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:24:15.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SQ-TS2YQLCI/AAAAAAAAABg/QwvVw2Lw7g0/s1600-h/holloween+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264588441463565346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SQ-TS2YQLCI/AAAAAAAAABg/QwvVw2Lw7g0/s320/holloween+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SQ-TSY24L2I/AAAAAAAAABY/NS2UFZ9gSiA/s1600-h/holloween+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264588433538953058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SQ-TSY24L2I/AAAAAAAAABY/NS2UFZ9gSiA/s320/holloween+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Trick or Treating in Fredericktown with Ashlee's family. Her grandma's live in town and Ashlee asked us if we wanted to go with them this year.  Darren even went with us. Madison had fun but when she finally figured out that she was getting candy put in her bag she did not want to wait to eat it so she got a sucker while we were walking. By the end of the night she was holding her own bag and telling people thank you. I am glad that it was warm out so the kids did not freeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-9069264899119659626?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9069264899119659626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=9069264899119659626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/9069264899119659626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/9069264899119659626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SQ-TS2YQLCI/AAAAAAAAABg/QwvVw2Lw7g0/s72-c/holloween+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-3202462084878894616</id><published>2008-10-24T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:13:36.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning wake up</title><content type='html'>The weekend is finally here. If the rain holds off we will be freezing our behinds off tomorrow night at a bonfire. Last night Darren was working on putting tire's on new rims, boy am I glad that he does that and not me it is a lot of hard work. I ended up watching the girls for Sam because she had a really bad headache. It was good until Masey decided she had to go potty. From there it got a little crazy, I was trying to keep Masey on the potty and Madison off. By the time we got home and in bed Madison decided that she did not want to sleep and was playing with her railing on her bed so it kept making noises, I told her it was time to go to sleep and she started crying eventually she went to sleep and I finally got some sleep but this morning Darren's phone went off at 5:00 am. All of his friends think that since they are up getting ready for work everyone else should be up. One of these day's I will answer his phone and not be as nice as he is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-3202462084878894616?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3202462084878894616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=3202462084878894616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/3202462084878894616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/3202462084878894616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/morning-wake-up.html' title='Morning wake up'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-5986500063118555497</id><published>2008-10-21T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:23:19.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>It is now official that I have to go back to work. Yesterday one of the girls I babysit for told me that she is quiting her job in January. Also Darren's cousin Joni does not know if she is going to have a job in January so I guess as much as I love being home with Madison I have to go back to work. I have decided that the babysitting thing is just not reliable. Maybe this way we will actually be able to save some money and sell our house. Living in town is not for me and as Madison gets older I think she would like to have some animals so we defiantly need to move out of Galion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-5986500063118555497?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5986500063118555497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=5986500063118555497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/5986500063118555497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/5986500063118555497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-5762352070878999930</id><published>2008-10-17T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:08:43.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madison&lt;/span&gt; has started to throw fits. When she does not like what we tell her she stomps her feet and squeals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She was quickly introduced to the corner which she does not like at all. I have also tried to take her night night away from her but she just starts sucking on her fingers when I do that so I guess we will just have to deal with it for a little while longer. She mainly only has it when she is sleeping or riding in a car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Last Saturday Cindy took us to quarter horse congress in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Columbus&lt;/span&gt;. Darren use to go all the time when he was younger but I had never been there. It is a huge horse show that is at the state fair grounds the entire month of October. The horse trailers that they sell there have living areas in them. Most of them are nicer than my house and cost more. Darren told me about them before we went but I was still amazed. They have a bathroom and with a shower some of them even have fireplaces in them. Madison's favorite part of the horse trailers were the ramps for the horses to get in the trailer. She would walk around to the back of the trailers and run up and down the ramps. I think that she is going to be an outdoor girl. She loves animals. Any time that she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sees&lt;/span&gt; a duck in a book or on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; she starts saying quack quack. I think everyday she is starting to say a little more. She will be 20 months on the 23rd. It is crazy to think that she will be 2 in a few months my little baby is growing up faster than I want her to. She is also starting to look more like Darren. I will try to get a baby picture of Darren and post it so everyone can see how much she looks like her daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-5762352070878999930?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5762352070878999930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=5762352070878999930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/5762352070878999930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/5762352070878999930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/madison-has-started-to-throw-fits.html' title=''/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-1156809917772095473</id><published>2008-09-25T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T08:50:04.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNuynXX32oI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wETJ_lFzVYc/s1600-h/madison9-11-08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249986179989232258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNuynXX32oI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wETJ_lFzVYc/s320/madison9-11-08+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNuyn3Lic5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/FS9CV6iBlYA/s1600-h/madison9-11-08+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249986188527432594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNuyn3Lic5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/FS9CV6iBlYA/s320/madison9-11-08+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNuyoYmlxYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QNW8GY_u2II/s1600-h/madison9-11-08+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249986197499266434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNuyoYmlxYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QNW8GY_u2II/s320/madison9-11-08+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                Madison has figured out how to get her money out of the piggy bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNuyolzD3WI/AAAAAAAAABA/Qojdf_qIGn0/s1600-h/madison9-11-08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249986201041231202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNuyolzD3WI/AAAAAAAAABA/Qojdf_qIGn0/s320/madison9-11-08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          Here is a picture from the stick horse race at fair. That is Brandon (Dusty and Becky's boy) on the left Riley, Macey and Madison.&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/2449516339286819399-1156809917772095473?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1156809917772095473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=1156809917772095473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/1156809917772095473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/1156809917772095473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/madison-has-figured-out-how-to-get-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNuynXX32oI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wETJ_lFzVYc/s72-c/madison9-11-08+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-817769904009899593</id><published>2008-09-25T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T08:44:48.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Beth</title><content type='html'>Ok Beth I changed my colors because I know that your old eyes can't take them. Ha Ha. No really I hope you guys can really read this better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-817769904009899593?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/817769904009899593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=817769904009899593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/817769904009899593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/817769904009899593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-beth.html' title='For Beth'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2449516339286819399.post-1856777113994521962</id><published>2008-09-24T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:53:14.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer</title><content type='html'>Can you belive it summer is almost over. It is hard to belive this was my first summer not working at the bank. I thought I would have more time to get things done. Madison and I started out the summer going to visit Beth and Henry in Florida  at the beging of May. Madison was not so sure about the ocean at first but she did love picking up the sea shells on the beach. When we got home we were busy getting ready for a wedding. Darren's brother Will got married so we were helping Ashlee get ready for the wedding. A week before the wedding Sam's daughter Macy broke her leg and had to have a it in a cast for 6 weeks so when ever I had time between babysiting I went to help her out. Debbie and I also took the girls to Len and Diana's wedding in May. In July Darren decided that he wanted to repaint his truck so that was a two week project that he and Chip worked on. That of course was over the 4th of July so while Darren was busy working on his truck I went to mom's and had fun camping out with everyone. Madison even camped out in the tent with us I guess you could say that was her first camping experiance. I don't know what happened to the rest of the summer but it was fair time before we knew it and we were getting ready to spend time at the fair. Darren's brother Will ran his truck in the rough truck on Thursday night then on Friday Darren decided to try his luck at the truck pull. He did pretty good and he didn't even brake his truck thankfully. His brother also pulled his dad's truck and got 5th place. His cousin Dusty got first place. So Friday night was pretty fun. On Saturday we went to the mud run both Chip and Will have mud trucks so we spent the day watching the mud run. They are done for the year and I can not say that I am upset about that. On Monday of the fair Madison perticipated in the stick horse race she was so cute and had a ball. When I can figureout how to post my videos I will put it on. Now that the kid's are back in school I am babysitting for Allisa one of Darren's cousins little girls. I also am watching Jillan who I have been watching all summer and I should have two more here in a few more weeks. Bettween all of them and Madison I keep pretty busy. This weekend is James birthday and Macy's on sunday. Darren works on Saturday so I'm not sure what Madison and I are going to get into. She seems to be getting smarter by the day. She still does not really talk much but she knows what is going on. Today I learned that she is mean to kids that she does not know. I was watching a friends little boy today and she kept trying to hit him in the head. She never does that to Riley or Macey so I don't know why she was doing that today. Her new thing to do is push chairs to the counter so she can get things off of them. I will be sure to keep everyone updated on how we all are doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2449516339286819399-1856777113994521962?l=momamaysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1856777113994521962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2449516339286819399&amp;postID=1856777113994521962' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/1856777113994521962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2449516339286819399/posts/default/1856777113994521962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momamaysworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/summer.html' title='summer'/><author><name>Madison'sMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16195225897499921563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3mRbhFQyvXE/SNqRl7QeOgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ITraH7wCDo/S220/wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
