<?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-22747941</id><updated>2011-12-31T01:15:22.337-07:00</updated><category term='Toronto'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='Smelly'/><category term='blog award'/><category term='Happy Birthday Quinten'/><category term='infection'/><category term='behaviour'/><category term='bugs'/><category term='screaming'/><category term='Cranks'/><category term='books'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='black stallion'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='done'/><category term='IT band'/><category term='birthday party'/><category term='packing'/><category term='dishwasher'/><category term='camp out'/><category term='music camp'/><category term='mouse'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='tuesday night dinner'/><category term='flyers'/><category term='90210'/><category term='mess'/><category term='nagging'/><category term='Sweets'/><category term='Tickle me Elmo'/><category term='tears'/><category term='kids. sadness'/><category term='camp croppin&apos;'/><category term='braces'/><category term='lobbsters'/><category term='Taylor'/><category term='work'/><category term='incredible 13 month old hulk'/><category term='birthday invitations'/><category term='kids'/><category term='growing up'/><category term='billy joel'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='weather'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='triathlon'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='Starbucks'/><category term='parties'/><category term='appointments'/><category term='broken tv'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='contacts'/><category term='other blogs'/><category term='I heart shopping'/><category term='gymnastics'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='birthday card'/><category term='lights'/><category term='sleeping'/><category term='my babies'/><category term='Vegas Baby'/><category term='fridge'/><category term='lack of sleep'/><category term='cold'/><category term='Dad&apos;s'/><category term='trouble'/><category term='needles'/><category term='church'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='dexter'/><category term='cranky kids'/><category term='dessert'/><category term='baby belly'/><category term='home alone'/><category term='sick'/><category term='race'/><category term='house sold'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='tree'/><category term='love'/><category term='Mom award'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='weight'/><category term='my big girl'/><category term='thankfulness'/><category term='chatting'/><category term='moving'/><category term='pink'/><category term='teeth'/><category term='poem'/><category term='support'/><category term='John deer tractor toy'/><category term='sales pitch'/><category term='lists'/><category term='sleepover'/><category term='biting'/><category term='dental visit'/><category term='glasses'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Firsts'/><category term='tag'/><category term='coffee addiction'/><category term='stroller'/><category term='slurpees'/><category term='tiredness'/><category term='Quinten'/><category term='Quinks'/><category term='thank you'/><category term='surgery'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='Mom&apos;s'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='vegas'/><category term='dress up'/><category term='question of the day'/><category term='Monster'/><category term='bathing suit'/><category term='tooth'/><category term='hearing'/><category term='Paint'/><category term='cake'/><category term='Appreciated'/><category term='Dinosaur'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Taylor. Happy Birthday'/><category term='walkers'/><category term='finger'/><category term='wacko docs'/><category term='Jordan'/><category term='sickness'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='weeds'/><category term='chaching($)'/><category term='500th post'/><category term='red eyes'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='my baby'/><category term='Oscars'/><category term='blankets'/><category term='sore throat'/><category term='deck'/><category term='helicopter ride'/><category term='no glasses'/><category term='real women'/><category term='farts'/><category term='scrapbooking'/><category term='push ups'/><category term='Special friends'/><category term='races'/><category term='Christmas lights'/><category term='skating'/><category term='fountains'/><category term='behavior'/><category term='rumours'/><category term='purse'/><category term='hockey'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='shots'/><category term='diaper whoas'/><category term='Christmas Season'/><category term='entertaining'/><category term='parade'/><category term='shaving'/><category term='growing'/><category term='truck'/><category term='tubes'/><category term='no poop'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='breasts'/><category term='duct tape'/><category term='disney'/><category term='keys'/><category term='baths'/><category term='biggest loser'/><category term='no braces'/><category term='way too early to be up'/><category term='Spencer&apos;s smile'/><category term='crib'/><category term='Lamp'/><category term='eggs'/><category term='shortness'/><category term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category term='Computer'/><category term='biking'/><category term='bananas'/><category term='growling'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='funny kids'/><category term='laundry'/><category term='polls'/><category term='baking'/><category term='family'/><category term='stampede'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='going mad'/><category term='commercials'/><category term='cookie dough'/><category term='walking'/><category term='measurments'/><category term='costume'/><category term='sick kids'/><category term='pumpkin hunt'/><category term='octuplets'/><category term='runnning'/><category term='hot weather'/><category term='camping'/><category term='poop'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='hubby'/><category term='school'/><category term='cakes'/><category term='toilet'/><category term='Penticton'/><category term='We&apos;re back'/><category term='little helper'/><category term='patience'/><category term='family time'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='diaper stench'/><category term='Bed'/><category term='great husband'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='pet'/><category term='stupid it band'/><category term='kindergarten'/><category term='hugs'/><category term='babies'/><category term='kind strangers'/><category term='adventures'/><category term='organization'/><category term='fake butt'/><category term='beach'/><category term='crying'/><category term='skype'/><category term='haircutting'/><category term='fundraising'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='clean house'/><category term='disney world'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='post baby belly'/><category term='old house'/><category term='my big boy'/><category term='height'/><category term='birthday planning'/><category term='background'/><category term='nose'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='ouchies'/><category term='Mavala'/><category term='fence'/><category term='friends'/><category term='eyes'/><category term='overtime'/><category term='spiders'/><category term='teachers'/><category term='boobs'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Puff the Bearded Dragon'/><category term='Happy Birthday Spencer'/><category term='thumbsucking'/><category term='frustrated'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='Spencer'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='check ups'/><category term='Chris'/><category term='party'/><category term='wii'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='groceries'/><category term='blog'/><category term='cutie'/><category term='excited kids'/><category term='toilet seat'/><category term='life'/><category term='stockings'/><category term='self confidence'/><category term='grass'/><category term='parents'/><category term='tests'/><category term='allergies'/><category term='body image'/><category term='running'/><category term='banff'/><category term='breaking stuff'/><category term='food'/><category term='halloween birthday party'/><category term='house'/><category term='Unkie'/><category term='potty training'/><category term='Puke'/><category term='Painting mess'/><category term='snow'/><category term='busyness'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Lobbsters</title><subtitle type='html'>This is our life. Taylor is 8, Quinten is 5 and Spencer is 4. We are so blessed to have 3 great kids. I thank God for them everyday.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>568</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7370979517641991114</id><published>2011-12-24T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T12:07:19.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Wishing all our family and friends a very Merry Christmas! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7370979517641991114?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7370979517641991114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7370979517641991114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7370979517641991114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7370979517641991114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4948022504360092721</id><published>2011-12-16T00:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T00:47:28.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More tests</title><content type='html'>We saw the pediatrician today. He is wanting to get to the bottom of this and has ordered more test for Taylor.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good news is she had a change around just before supper. Actually asked to go play outside. What a difference. She wants to try going to school tomorrow for half a day. Woohoo we're so excited.&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/22747941-4948022504360092721?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4948022504360092721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4948022504360092721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4948022504360092721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4948022504360092721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-tests.html' title='More tests'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2018727641879777196</id><published>2011-12-14T19:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T19:52:42.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><title type='text'>Fingers Crossed</title><content type='html'>It feels like we have been dealing with Taylor being sick forever, even if it has only been 6 weeks. We are wanting some answers as to what she has but know that we have good doctors working to figure it out. We've been to emerg 3 times and to our own doc. And finally the last doc we saw helped us out. The 2nd time we were at the er they found an amino acid tyrosine ins her urine. Because of this they referred us to the Inherited metabolic disorders clinic. They have been awesome. The nurse there suggested we head back to the er so Monday night we did and a variety of tests were taken. One of which was an ultrasound at children's yesterday. While there the metabolic nurse came down to see us and set Taylor up for another urine test seen as Calgary Lab services screwed up the last one. What a great nurse. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're feeling good about things. The ultrasound, x-ray and ecg were normal. The doc still thinks she could have mono but we'll know more tomorrow when we see the paediatrician. And the metabolic results should be back next week but we don't expect there to be anything there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hopefully she'll be back at school soon. 5 weeks is a lot of school to miss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys have been great to Taylor during this time. They too are worried and repeatedly tell me they don't like seeing T sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post tomorrow once we have a better idea, after seeing the doc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2018727641879777196?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2018727641879777196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2018727641879777196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2018727641879777196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2018727641879777196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/12/fingers-crossed.html' title='Fingers Crossed'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-6253801457669231384</id><published>2011-11-27T15:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T15:50:34.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>Bad Kirsten</title><content type='html'>My Dad pointed out to me that I haven't blogged in awhile. I did up a post for Q-man's birthday but I'm not sure what happened to it. So the last time I posted was beginning of October. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots has been going on. I started a job in October that is temp position but was then offered a casual position with the same manager. Very excited to start that in January. So been busy working 2 jobs. Come the middle of December I will be back to 1 job as I gave my notice at the gym. I looking forward to being a gym mom. Taylor has been pretty sick. Started with a rash, then came a torso pain ( around the stomach area) combined with lethargy and fever and now add on croup. She has been sick almost a month and has missed 2 out of the last 3 weeks. All she wants to do is sleep. What kid says no to tv when they are home sick? You know they aren't faking when they say no to tv. We had her a t Children's last week and the doc there thought she might have mono. We are still waiting for results to come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys have been healthy thank goodness. Not that Taylor is that sick but I hate seeing her so miserable. Quinten and Spencer have been very caring towards Taylor. Q even said it made him sad to see T sick. And then the next breath he is complaining that she doesn't have to go to school. Kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am happy to report Quinten's behaviour has gotten so much better this week. What a difference him eating his lunches at school is making. The first day he ate it all we did a family happy dance. Now if we can just get bedtime to go smoothly. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that no new news..... Oh yeah I saw the gyno and I have surgery booked for March as long as the second cyst (which I didn't know about) hasn't grown or changed. If I don't hear anything this week that means good news and March will be a go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there is no other news. Just getting ready for Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't forget to mention how awesome my husband is. He is just great all around. And no he didn't hijack my blog. It's from the heart baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-6253801457669231384?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/6253801457669231384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=6253801457669231384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6253801457669231384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6253801457669231384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/11/bad-kirsten.html' title='Bad Kirsten'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2557261547125644122</id><published>2011-10-06T12:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T12:55:32.491-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puff the Bearded Dragon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny kids'/><title type='text'>Just call me Mommy beardie</title><content type='html'>I think I would make a good lizard mom. Puff has kind of taken over our attention. Of course we still have our everyday stuff to do but the household stuff is slow to get done. If I can't find the kids or even Chris I know where to look. We can't get enough of holding Puff or feeding her. It's pretty cool to watch her eat. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've already had her make a run for it. Taylor was holding her and Puff jumped off her leg. Freedom! We did get her back into the tank safely after she hung out under the dresser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all the whole family is loving having a bearded dragon. Spencer did ask when she'll breath fire. He's convinced she needs to be a bit older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2557261547125644122?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2557261547125644122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2557261547125644122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2557261547125644122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2557261547125644122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-call-me-mommy-beardie.html' title='Just call me Mommy beardie'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-5165288538620311560</id><published>2011-10-04T19:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T19:36:41.523-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puff the Bearded Dragon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet'/><title type='text'>New baby in the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On facebook I posted that the Lobbster shack is welcoming a new baby. It's amazing how many comments even phone calls I have received wondering if we're having another baby. Sorry no more human babies can come out of our shack. (that doesn't sound very good.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor has been wanting a lizard for the last year and today was the day she was able to get her birthday present. A baby bearded dragon. It's very cute. She has named it Puff the bearded dragon. We don't know if it's a girl or boy. And apparently it's hard to tell till they are older. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole family is pretty excited about having a new pet. We have all held Puff and plan to so it get's used to all the attention. In the summer we can take Puff outside for walks and stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only down side to having a lizard is the crickets. We already had 3 get out of the cricket keeper. But they were caught very quickly. Blech I hate bugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of our new pet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2S-ZGJ5d1o/Tou0TZMIixI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/HhmMFpZX9HE/s320/IMG_7181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659815601993452306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-5165288538620311560?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/5165288538620311560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=5165288538620311560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5165288538620311560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5165288538620311560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-baby-in-house.html' title='New baby in the house'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2S-ZGJ5d1o/Tou0TZMIixI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/HhmMFpZX9HE/s72-c/IMG_7181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1061235350162538389</id><published>2011-09-28T19:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T19:48:35.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A punch to the face</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it? I got punched in the face today. It was quite the brawl. I was able to dodge most of the punches but one landed on my left eye. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I was kicked in the legs on the way to school, numerous times and today were fists to the face. And both times the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perpetrators&lt;/span&gt; have served time for their crimes. I'm hoping the punishment will deter them from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;committing&lt;/span&gt; these crimes again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1061235350162538389?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1061235350162538389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1061235350162538389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1061235350162538389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1061235350162538389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/09/punch-to-face.html' title='A punch to the face'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-8669935369395295083</id><published>2011-09-24T11:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T11:38:16.696-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 8th Birthday Taylor!</title><content type='html'>It seems like just yesterday I was calling my mom in a panic because my water broke but I was not due for 6 weeks. Taylor has grown from that early baby to a really mature 8 year old. I wonder what the next 8 years will hold. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Taylor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today you celebrate your 8th birthday. And as I write you this note I have tears in my eyes(I'm sure you've grown to realize this is a norm for me.) Just thinking back over the last 8 years. It feels like it has gone like a blink of an eye. You are so loving, complimentary, confident, athletic, strong ( I wish I could do chin ups like you.), a great big sister, beautiful, caring. And I could go on. I hope today is a day filled with joy and celebration for you. You will rock at rock climbing. And even though you aren't feeling the greatest we'll make it the best birthday possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-8669935369395295083?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/8669935369395295083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=8669935369395295083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/8669935369395295083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/8669935369395295083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-8th-birthday-taylor.html' title='Happy 8th Birthday Taylor!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7565933911180201682</id><published>2011-09-15T13:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:24:32.821-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday planning'/><title type='text'>It's only just begun</title><content type='html'>Last week we celebrated Chris' birthday. We had a really nice day together and then on Saturday I took him out to Bolero. Such good food. Next week is Taylor's birthday. And lucky enough she is able to have her party on the actual day. So party planning for everyone has been in full swing. Taylor is having a rock climbing party and she is super excited about it. And the only thing she wants is a lizard for her birthday. Glad she didn't ask for a snake.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys are sharing a birthday party this year. A company called Bricks 4 kids comes and does a party with them. They too are super excited. They love lego and star wars so it's a perfect fit. And that is exactly what they are asking for as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day of their party could be a bit crazy. Half marathon in the morning, T has a party to go to, Boys party and then family birthdaypalooza celebration at night. I will apologize now to our family if I fall asleep during the celebration. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw over at &lt;a href="http://thebestthingislove.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leigh's&lt;/a&gt; blog that her birthday is coming up soon too. She was saying what she wants for her birthday. I'm going to steal her idea and ask what do you want for your birthday? We are a little birthday obsessed at the Lobbster Shack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7565933911180201682?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7565933911180201682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7565933911180201682' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7565933911180201682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7565933911180201682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-only-just-begun.html' title='It&apos;s only just begun'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1932221841598018063</id><published>2011-09-06T17:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T17:15:44.761-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Things I love.....</title><content type='html'>I was reflecting today on some of the things I love, and I thought I would share some of them. And not in any particular order. Ok maybe the first 2 are in order but after that random.&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband and kids. They make me smile everyday. I love being with them, even when they are whiny. The kids not Chris.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The rest of my family. I love that I can call up my Mom anytime and have a friend to chat with. They are amazing with the kids.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running. I loved it before and then fell out of love with it but am back in to it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice cream. If I could I would eat it for every meal, but then I would be a bazillion pounds. So I will be satisfied with it once in a while.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The hot, hot weather we are experiencing. Sucks that it is while the kids are in school but the youngest one and I can take advantage of the lake still.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends. They love my sense of humour and are there for me anytime. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kids that are getting the cleaning up after themselves, thing. Finally they or maybe just Taylor for now, is understanding how frustrating it can be to clean up and then have it look like a tornado went through.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kernels popcorn. Don't you just love it. And wouldn't you love it if they came in individual sealed bags with different flavours to choose from? Well look no further. Taylor is selling them for gymnastics. $2.00 a bag for butter salt, dill pickle, ketchup, salt and vinegar, white cheddar. And $2.25 for air caramel. Orders and money need to be into me before September 23rd. The day before Taylor's 8th birthday. And what a great birthday present that would be if you ordered some. You know ya wanna!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having tear free drop offs. I can so get used to them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kernels popcorn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone had a great long weekend! What do you love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1932221841598018063?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1932221841598018063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1932221841598018063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1932221841598018063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1932221841598018063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/09/things-i-love.html' title='Things I love.....'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4708269136699264724</id><published>2011-09-02T18:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T18:40:35.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>School Success</title><content type='html'>I am happy to report that we have made it through the first 2 days of school. I wasn't worried about Quinten. I knew he would line up with his class and just go with it. Taylor however was acting all cool till it came time to meet her teacher and line up with her class. We were fortunate to have the same teacher 2 years in a row so it was tough on Taylor, and maybe even tougher on Mom, for her to have a different teacher. She is very sweet but that didn't stop the tears and crazy strong clinging. Seriously I'm going to have to start lifting weights just to keep up with her. I was able to pass her to the aid(and good friend). Thankfully Cheryl (aid/friend) is in her class again. Helps make the transition smooth. Once she took her Taylor was fine. In fact she came out smiling and wouldn't stop talking about her first day. And today was a very pleasant surprise. No tears, a quick hug and off she went. I'm looking forward to this year for the kids. They are meeting new friends and have old ones they are reuniting with. Some people might not agree but I think it's great that Taylor's class only has 6 girls. Hopefully they can become close.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs. Veronese will always be a special person to us. Taylor was talking about her last night and how she special she is to her. And a bonus is they share the same birthday. Which in Taylor's eyes has them bonded for life. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Quinten being the sensitive kid we knew he was made sure one of the little girls in his class had someone to play with. She didn't know any kids from the class and Quinten wanted her to feel included. Makes me feel good to know I must be doing something right with this parenting thing. I'll try to remember these times when I am frustrated with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway now to birthday plan and try to relax this weekend. Chris has been working long hours and has to work all weekend so not sure I will actually relax but having a few days of off driving to gymnastics is relaxing enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What kind of long weekend plans do you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-4708269136699264724?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4708269136699264724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4708269136699264724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4708269136699264724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4708269136699264724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/09/school-success.html' title='School Success'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2684122988711149400</id><published>2011-08-30T18:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T19:07:51.678-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>2 more sleeps</title><content type='html'>Well school is 2 sleeps away. Yesterday and today we found out who the kids teachers are. The teacher Taylor had for grade 1 and 2 is now teaching 3. I had my fingers crossed that we would get her again so I won't lie that I was a little disappointed when I found out she wasn't in her class. I have faith that she is with a good teacher who will be understanding to her fears. Quinten I was worried about because I know all the grade 1 teachers would be awesome to get.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a good feeling that the start of school will be a smooth one. And maybe I won't need the sunglasses to hide my tears because my child is so upset to go. So far she is good and has told me no tears this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also looking forward to no mid day pick up. Think of all the stuff I'll be able to get done. Spence and I will have some serious one on one time. His last year before he starts kindergarten next fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you looking forward to your kids going back to school? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me it's mixed emotions. The kids have been fighting so much that they need to get back into it but I am really going to miss sleeping in. It's been nice having kids who at 10:30am I have to wake up so they don't sleep the day away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I'll be sure to post how the first day goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any stories out there from your first days of school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2684122988711149400?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2684122988711149400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2684122988711149400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2684122988711149400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2684122988711149400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/08/2-more-sleeps.html' title='2 more sleeps'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-3599540441554104849</id><published>2011-08-07T17:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:42:31.235-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penticton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='triathlon'/><title type='text'>I love vacations</title><content type='html'>And so do the kids. On the way home from Penticton they were chanting "turn the truck around."&lt;div&gt;They of course cried when we left and I will admit I got a bit teary. It's nice to get home to our own bed, which is not full of sand, but it sucks leaving the fun of going to the beach everyday and having as much ice cream as I can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started the trip off with the Boston Pizza Jr. Triathlon. The kids did great. The Okanagan was freezing but our kids were troopers. This tri seemed very serious compared to the previous one they did. The water was soooo cold that when Taylor went to start the tri yesterday she freaked out. But she did it anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the trip was filled with family time, friend time, beach time (not as much as we would have liked. The weather didn't cooperate the first week exactly as we had planned.), ice cream time ( I loves my ice cream), lots of BC fruit and I'm happy to report to big sickness. Our first day while traveling we had some poop issues and same kid puked in the used book store but after that all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all a great vacation. I really do wish we could go on vacation more often. I love how it brings our family closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we're back into the swing of things. And only a few weeks left till school starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me about your summer vacations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-3599540441554104849?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/3599540441554104849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=3599540441554104849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3599540441554104849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3599540441554104849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-love-vacations.html' title='I love vacations'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-8315626201558025465</id><published>2011-07-10T22:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T23:11:21.929-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self confidence'/><title type='text'>So disappointed in myself</title><content type='html'>I was going to write about self criticism but erased the whole post. Nobody wants to hear about my pity party. I would like to say I can get past feeling crappy but I really struggle with it. Instead I want to hear from real women. From women who have had kids and have a hard time feeling great about their body even if there is skin hanging down and their tummy isn't flat like it used to be. So if you are out there please drop me a line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-8315626201558025465?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/8315626201558025465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=8315626201558025465' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/8315626201558025465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/8315626201558025465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-disappointed-in-myself.html' title='So disappointed in myself'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4986663113741696974</id><published>2011-06-29T15:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T16:10:56.546-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiredness'/><title type='text'>Schools Out for Summer</title><content type='html'>Now that we are full on in summer vacation mode, I'm hoping the behaviors around here will improve. Thankfully the weather is on our side so the kids can be outside burning off all their energy. I just wish I had more to keep up with them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been dealing with anemia, and I won't go into details but it's female related so I'm sure the male readers won't want to read about it. You know what whatever. Male readers stop reading now if you don't want to read about it and start at the next paragraph. So here's the scoop. After I had Spencer I had a big infection in my uterus which caused my incision to open up, which has now caused a cyst to grow on the thin tissue. I finally went to my Doc in March because I have periods that last for 3 weeks. They sent me for an ultrasound and this is when they found the cyst. I have been referred to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gyno&lt;/span&gt; but I don't see him till November 23rd. For the last month or so I have been feeling very tired and have had stabbing pains where the cyst is. I feel so tired that I'll drop the kids off at school and find my self falling asleep as soon as I get home. I thought maybe my blood pressure was off so I went to my favorite nurses house to check it. It was normal but my pulse was really low. So again I make another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; with my doc, just to make sure the heart rate thing is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and see what can be done about being so lethargic. He sent me for more blood work and an ECG. ECG came back normal. So no worries about the low heart rate. And the blood work came back normal except for my iron levels. He said that 14 is on the low end of normal and mine is 4. I've been taking iron but now have to up the dose. I'm also trying to add more iron rich foods everyday. Spinach is becoming my go to smoothie ingredient. So there it is out for everyone to read. Could be why the lack of posts too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; men you can read again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I'm really looking forward to camping and just relaxing. I have a hard time doing that. So I'm going to go right now and ignore the laundry and maybe put my feet up outside while the boys play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sunshiney&lt;/span&gt; Wednesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-4986663113741696974?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4986663113741696974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4986663113741696974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4986663113741696974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4986663113741696974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/06/schools-out-for-summer.html' title='Schools Out for Summer'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1232766217669009214</id><published>2011-06-19T15:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:14:13.563-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='behaviour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Somedays I just feel like crying</title><content type='html'>Today is one of those days. Being tired never helps. Quinten's behaviour is frustrating me. Over the last few weeks it has been the worst. I know he's just testing the boundaries but I've had enough. Nothing I seem to do makes him stop. You would think emptying his room of everything but a bed, dresser, pillow and blanket would have taught him. But no you'd be wrong. I'm sticking to my guns and hopefully soon he'll take me serious and know who the boss is. Soon he'll have nothing to play with. It'll make cleaning up easier if there aren't any toys. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I want to say Happy Father's day to my very best friend! You are an amazing Dad who takes the time to be with your kids. And to my Dad who without I would not be who I am today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents have been a great help to us lately by watching the kids when we have to work. I wish I were rich to be able to pay you back for all time. Just know that what you do for us is not taken for granted. Thank you so much! Words are not enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1232766217669009214?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1232766217669009214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1232766217669009214' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1232766217669009214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1232766217669009214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/06/somedays-i-just-feel-like-crying.html' title='Somedays I just feel like crying'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1274155385532544997</id><published>2011-06-16T09:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:50:38.642-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='races'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='behaviour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Late race review</title><content type='html'>Life is getting in the way of posting. I really must do something about that. :)&lt;div&gt;The race on Saturday was crap. It was pouring, freezing and because of that I had a crappy time doing it. My leg started to hurt with 3k left. There was a giant hill I was not prepared for and it was too soon to do another half. Lesson learned I guess. But on a positive note I got out there and did it. That has to count for something right. Not all races can be great. I'm thinking about training for a half in the fall but trying to run some 10k races in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that sums it up. Life is good around here. Dealing with the end of the school year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;behaviour&lt;/span&gt; issues, trying to keep the house tidy seen as the kids can't play outside in this rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have another order for next week. Muffins and apple shaped cookies. They will be teacher gifts. I'm thinking I might do the same thing. If you are interested in doing something like that let me know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway back to the mayhem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1274155385532544997?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1274155385532544997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1274155385532544997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1274155385532544997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1274155385532544997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/06/late-race-review.html' title='Late race review'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-817143237138802612</id><published>2011-06-09T21:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T21:20:56.918-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penticton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>11 and a half days left</title><content type='html'>School will be done. I'm really looking forward to sleeping in on Tuesday's and Thursday's. Taylor has to be at gym on Mon, Wed and Fri at 9:30. Not too early but still early enough for the Lobbster family. The behaviour at our house has not been stellar. I think we are all in need of a break. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I'm looking forward to the end of the school year it sadness me too. I get a little teary just thinking about this past year and what our family has gone through and what the kids have over come. Especially Taylor.  She has really matured over this last school year and we are so grateful to her teacher. I'm not sure she would be where she is if it hadn't been for Mrs. V. We've been really lucky to have her the last 2 years. And I'm happy to report that for the past couple of months Taylor has gone into school without tears or clinging to me. She doesn't even need to go in her normal door. Those are huge steps for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It also makes me sad because we won't see all the friends as much during the summer. It's tough when everyone goes in their different directions. I'll miss the morning, mid day and after school walks with the moms. Those are really special times for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am soooo looking forward to packing up the trailer and getting to Penticton. We will be there for almost 2 1/2 weeks. We decided to go a couple of days early so Taylor and Quinten can do the Penticton kids triathlon on the 16th. I think it's pretty cool that they want to get into that kind of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, now that I've poured out my feelings I must be wrap up this post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is a new day and will be filled hopefully with relaxing. 2 sleeps. And no muffin order now. They didn't get enough interest so had to cancel the event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-817143237138802612?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/817143237138802612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=817143237138802612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/817143237138802612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/817143237138802612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/06/11-and-half-days-left.html' title='11 and a half days left'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-9148416225267630411</id><published>2011-06-07T18:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T18:35:00.540-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertaining'/><title type='text'>Again I suck at updating</title><content type='html'>But I have good reasons. Been busy running, baking, cleaning and entertaining.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off running. The Calgary half marathon went really well for me. My goal was to have no pain at the end. I'm happy to report I made my goal. It felt so good to finish pain free. My time really did suck but I checked my ego at the door and took er easy. In the past it's taken me months to get back into running after the painful finishes. I was able to run the Wednesday after the race. And I'm doing another one this coming Saturday in Cochrane. Again I will not be winning or setting any kind of records, but trying to finish with no pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second baking. I've got a big muffin order for realtor friends. 200 muffins for this weekend. So I've been trying new recipes. The kids have been loving my trials. And so has my body. Good thing I've been able to run or else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third cleaning. These kids are so messy. I'm so sick of cleaning up there mess that I've been living with it. Something I find hard to do. (I know Mom and Dad you might find that hard to believe but one person can only clean up so many times before they say screw it and leave it. Then guests come over and it looks like nothing has been done.) So last week we did a big clean up but once again it looks like a bomb went off upstairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth entertaining. I love having people over. I know some people might think I'm crazy for having people over so often. Don't get me wrong I love going to other people's houses but I don't feel comfortable inviting myself over. Anyway I'm looking forward to the weather being great so that we can have people over even if it is to just hang out on the deck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I've updated I'm off to try another recipe. I'm finding so maybe great ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 more sleeps till race day. 2 of my race supporters will be busy with their own activities so it'll be buddy and Chris there to cheer me on.&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/22747941-9148416225267630411?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/9148416225267630411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=9148416225267630411' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/9148416225267630411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/9148416225267630411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/06/again-i-suck-at-updating.html' title='Again I suck at updating'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-6734826090860216373</id><published>2011-05-27T13:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T13:52:53.152-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='races'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cranky kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A day of nothing</title><content type='html'>It's Friday. Race day is 2 days away. Tonight we are going to the package pick up fair thing. I love going to those. Getting free samples, looking at the different vendors, getting free samples. Oops I said that already. What can I say I like free stuff. Who doesn't. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like the weather is going to pick up for Sunday which is good not only for the race but for the sanity of our family. The kids are going crazy being cooped up inside. So therefor mom goes crazy too. A family nap might be in order. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck to Kristen, Jordan, Mom, Dad (all in Ottawa for the marathon and half marathon) and to my Aunt Beth, Irina and Leigh ( all doing the Calgary marathon runs) and Rox (doing the Abbotsford race for water half marathon). If I've missed saying good luck it's because I don't know you are doing any of these races.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-6734826090860216373?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/6734826090860216373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=6734826090860216373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6734826090860216373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6734826090860216373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-of-nothing.html' title='A day of nothing'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-607649966164074194</id><published>2011-05-25T22:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:22:52.841-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='races'/><title type='text'>Race supporters</title><content type='html'>Is this something you like having? I know I do and I like to support as well. It kind of makes me sad that half my race supporters will be at their own race across the country.  But I know they'll be supporting me from there. I can find comfort in the fact that lots of people have supported me and continue to support my running hopes and dreams. My favourite race supports will be there cheering me on and that is what is most important to me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My question to you is do you like having people come out and watch/support you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will admit I do and I love the signs that some people make. Even though they aren't for me they inspire me during a race.&lt;br /&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/22747941-607649966164074194?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/607649966164074194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=607649966164074194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/607649966164074194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/607649966164074194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/05/race-supporters.html' title='Race supporters'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-3819524984444181743</id><published>2011-05-22T14:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:11:31.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='races'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Here's to no pain</title><content type='html'>1 week today at this time, I will be finished the Subaru Half Marathon. I have to confess that I normally get all caught up in what my time will be and what other's times are. Not this time. Ok I do still want to live up to the people who can do a half in 2 hours or less but not this race. In the past during training my knee has acted up which results in a painful, not great time, finish. So far this training session I've felt nothing. So for race day I will be taking it a slower pace as my goal is not a time goal but to finish pain free. Hopefully I'm not jinxing myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next post: Race supporters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-3819524984444181743?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/3819524984444181743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=3819524984444181743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3819524984444181743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3819524984444181743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/05/heres-to-no-pain.html' title='Here&apos;s to no pain'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-508469570786796087</id><published>2011-05-18T21:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:25:46.593-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>We've got another one</title><content type='html'>Runner that is. Every year, since I was a kid, we have done the Mother's Day race. This year Taylor and Quinten wanted to run it. Taylor ran 5k and Quinten ran 3k. I wish I hadn't been running the 10 so I could have seen them do an awesome job. We were hopeful that Taylor would run the whole thing but knew that being 7 she might have to walk. We'll she, actually they both, blew us away. Chris had Taylor set the pace and she ran 5k in 36:43. That is a great time but especially for a 7 year old. My opinion at least. And for Q to do the last 3k keeping up with her is amazing also. Chris said people were amazed at what they were doing. They had lots of comments. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that they are interested in something that I love to do. Not everyone loves running but it is a love of mine. Taylor has joined the running club at school and wants to do more races. She actually asked if she could run the 10 with me next year. They both have some races coming up so we'll see how she does. They'll be out running me soon, although that isn't hard to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's my little bit of a brag post.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up my own running desires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-508469570786796087?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/508469570786796087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=508469570786796087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/508469570786796087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/508469570786796087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/05/weve-got-another-one.html' title='We&apos;ve got another one'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4658028542084606249</id><published>2011-05-16T21:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:18:36.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I know</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile. I've been struggling with what to post about over the last couple of months. I've written a bunch of posts, saved them as drafts and then deleted them. You see my struggle is this, telling about what is happening in our lives but not making it sound like I am bragging. Or boring or that it is all about us. &lt;div&gt;My kids have done some amazing things lately but do I post it and make somebody else feel bad because I am proud of them and want to post about it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I post about my running in hopes that someone out there won't think I'm bragging about myself? But if you don't always post things then people don't know what is happening in our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any thoughts out there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-4658028542084606249?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4658028542084606249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4658028542084606249' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4658028542084606249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4658028542084606249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-know-i-know.html' title='I know, I know'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7248062993716614710</id><published>2011-03-08T15:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:17:50.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rumours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny kids'/><title type='text'>I hate disappointing my kids</title><content type='html'>But sometimes you have to. When Chris went to get Quinten from Sunday School this past Sunday, his teacher let Chris know that they prayed for our baby. In a bit of shock Chris asked what baby. The teacher said Quinten had told the class we were having another baby and wanted to pray for it. She felt really bad when Chris informed her we were not having another baby. Now that is a sure way for a rumour to start. Q has been talking about wanting a baby lately and we've had to explain that will not be happening. Although we didn't go into details as to why it won't be happening.  I guess now he'll be praying for a miracle.&lt;div&gt;Man kids crack me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7248062993716614710?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7248062993716614710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7248062993716614710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7248062993716614710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7248062993716614710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hate-disappointing-my-kids.html' title='I hate disappointing my kids'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1807824199564606802</id><published>2011-02-22T18:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T18:44:09.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>A big giant Thanks</title><content type='html'>Thank you to everyone who ordered from Taylor's indeygo fundraiser. Every little bit helps. I'll be sure to shout out the next one. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don'r have much to report today but is anyone else sick of this weather and ready for spring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1807824199564606802?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1807824199564606802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1807824199564606802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1807824199564606802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1807824199564606802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-giant-thanks.html' title='A big giant Thanks'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-5824848607943354151</id><published>2011-02-10T22:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T22:14:12.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skype'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Different Doughs</title><content type='html'>Taylor is doing another fundraiser. I've posted on Facebook but realized I haven't put anything on here. This time it is cookie dough, muffin dough, cinnamon bun dough and doggie dough. THe cost is $14/3 lb tub for the cookie, muffin and doggie dough. And $11 for 8 cinnamon buns or sticky buns. If you are interested please let me know. I need to have orders and money in to me by FEb 17th so I can submit them for the 18th. I've heard great things about the company and if you want to check out their website it is www.indeygo.com you can then get an idea of what's available.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also got Skype figured out so if anyone out there wants to chat let us know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-5824848607943354151?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/5824848607943354151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=5824848607943354151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5824848607943354151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5824848607943354151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/02/different-doughs.html' title='Different Doughs'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7084179180721103206</id><published>2011-02-09T21:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T21:58:18.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I haven't been putting myself out there in regards to my cupcakes and cakes. I would love to have more business but maybe need to have more examples. So I'm going to make them just for us and hope that people like what they see and want to order from me. If you know anyone that is looking for cupcakes or cakes please send them my way.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I'm trying to come up with a name as I want to get some business cards to hand out. Any suggestions out there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7084179180721103206?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7084179180721103206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7084179180721103206' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7084179180721103206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7084179180721103206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/02/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7585116415392372350</id><published>2011-02-04T15:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T15:30:02.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hey there you are</title><content type='html'>I've talked in the past about my lack of self confidence. And I probably have sounded pretty pathetic. But I want to announce on here that I've been searching for it and have found some. Everyday gets better. It's amazing how I look at myself differently. I don't want to be one of those people that everyone looks at and wonders if they are happy. Right now I am so happy. Yeah my house might not be the cleanest, kids don't always listen etc but I have it pretty good. I have a husband who adores me and who I adore, kids who tell me everyday they don't ever want to trade me (although sometimes I am the worst mom according to them, but I know they don't mean it.).&lt;div&gt;The last little while our family has had some challenges but we are moving forward and putting the past behind us and look toward to future and how amazing it will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7585116415392372350?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7585116415392372350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7585116415392372350' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7585116415392372350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7585116415392372350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-there-you-are.html' title='Hey there you are'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-8268081238581934573</id><published>2011-01-27T19:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T19:56:45.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>Better, much better</title><content type='html'>Boy am I glad that this week has been better for the Quinkster. &lt;div&gt;Chris won Flames hockey tickets just before Christmas so we decided to put them in Quinten's stocking. The game was last night and we were really hoping for good behavior this week so we didn't have to take the game away. Needless to say he was able to enjoy his first NHL game. He had a blast. It was a late night for him but it was so worth it. Especially to see how beaming he was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also think the weather is helping everyone's mood. How can you not feel better when it's above 10 degrees. Not looking forward to more winter that's fo sho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I'm off to do more laundry. A certain 3 year old decided to wipe his own bum which resulted in a fail. Which also resulted in poop smears on both boys bedding. Good times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-8268081238581934573?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/8268081238581934573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=8268081238581934573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/8268081238581934573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/8268081238581934573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/01/better-much-better.html' title='Better, much better'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4831375353190170186</id><published>2011-01-22T20:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:07:19.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><title type='text'>There's a hole in the wall dear Liza, dear Liza....</title><content type='html'>We've had quite the trying week with the Q man. Let's just say the first part was good but then Wednesday hit and all hell(sorry) broke loose. We found out that he hasn't been on his best behavior at school Mon, Tues and Wed. Not sure why his teacher waited till Wed to tell us but whatever. Let's just say after numerous time outs, bedroom bound time away (him not me), buckets of tears, various items being thrown at the bedroom door, hot sauce and a hole in the wall I was very glad to drop the boys off at my parents house on my way to work. I will say something good did come from it. I've learned not to react to his behavior. I let hearing a 5 year old tell me how terrible a mom I was beat me down. So of course I reacted and yelled which in turn made it worse. &lt;div&gt;The rest of the week got better and we're thinking positively that next week will be even better and we'll get positive reports from his teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will say I felt like I had failed as a parent. Please tell me I'm not alone. Any stories out there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-4831375353190170186?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4831375353190170186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4831375353190170186' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4831375353190170186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4831375353190170186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/01/theres-hole-in-wall-dear-liza-dear-liza.html' title='There&apos;s a hole in the wall dear Liza, dear Liza....'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7967460393688742167</id><published>2011-01-16T19:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:03:43.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mess'/><title type='text'>Hi my name is Kirst.....</title><content type='html'>and I'm not a neat freak. In fact the past few days we've been living in the land of stuff everywhere. Not sure how it happened but it looks like a laundry bomb and a toy bomb went off. Tomorrow is operation getter done. So by tomorrow night I should be feeling better about how the house looks. And will be feeling better about the weather. Woohoo for chinooks. Anyway just a quick post now to get the kids into bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7967460393688742167?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7967460393688742167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7967460393688742167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7967460393688742167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7967460393688742167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-my-name-is-kirst.html' title='Hi my name is Kirst.....'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-6364328325887423294</id><published>2011-01-13T08:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T15:51:40.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick kids'/><title type='text'>Never say Never</title><content type='html'>Why did I have to open up my big mouth about our family not being sick? Argh! Quinten usually gets a sore tummy but woke up at 11 and I had to lay with him for a few hours. He was finally asleep, so I finally got to sleep when I hear puking in the bathroom, where I find Taylor. But then also find a large amount on her floor and bed. That wasn't just a wipe up job had to bring out the big guns and use the steam cleaner. Now I'm crossing my fingers she is the only one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-6364328325887423294?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/6364328325887423294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=6364328325887423294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6364328325887423294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6364328325887423294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/01/never-say-never.html' title='Never say Never'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-5712339153221115852</id><published>2011-01-12T22:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:34:50.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gymnastics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>One for the record books</title><content type='html'>Bedtimes are not an easy thing around here. We are very lucky to have kids that have slept through the night at an early age and they also like to sleep in. Good on weekends bad during the week. We however were not blessed in the east bedtime area. It seems to be such a fight with all 3. Tonight however was different. My Dad was here watching the boys while Taylor and I were at gymnastics. Me working her training. Anyway, normally when I get home they are still awake and then want snuggles etc from me. Tonight my Dad had both asleep. Amazing. Now comes the oldest. Normally she wants to watch tv before bed on gym nights. You see we get home at 9:00pm and her bedtime is normally 8:30. Sometimes I give in because she is complaining about how she misses out by being at gym. Seriously kid you don't know how lucky you are to have the opportunity to do gymnastics. Again anyway, rambling a little. She walked upstairs right to bed and fell right asleep without changing. She did mention at the gym that she felt sick and that she might puke. Thankfully no pukes. But YEAH for easy bedtimes. Now time for me to put my feet up as the craziness continues tomorrow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nighty night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also need to say how thankful I am for my parents helping out by watching the kids when both Chris and I have to work. It is very much appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-5712339153221115852?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/5712339153221115852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=5712339153221115852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5712339153221115852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5712339153221115852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-for-record-books.html' title='One for the record books'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7580461201709584863</id><published>2011-01-11T19:16:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T11:58:09.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Bad, bad, bad me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS9HOlDCS2I/AAAAAAAAAys/W5BtQeulWYk/s1600/IMG_5532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS9HOlDCS2I/AAAAAAAAAys/W5BtQeulWYk/s320/IMG_5532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561742380614437730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not one to make official resolutions so here is an unofficial one. To blog more often. I know I've said it before but this time I'm really going to try. In all fairness we've had some computer problems so even trying to get the computer to turn on was difficult. Anyway here I am posting my back at it blog. Boy do I have a lot to catch up on.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess first I'll post some pictures from our Disney World vacation. Chris' parents took us on a big family vacation for their 40th Anniversary. We are very thankful to them for their generosity. We had a great time. It has only been in the last few days that Taylor hasn't asked to move there. Now I've got a bit of the travelling bug. Although I think the next vacation will be saved up for Chris and I to go without the chitlins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0aDMP6p6I/AAAAAAAAAyk/XUSB720rKw0/s1600/IMG_5852.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0aCiMhcGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/4EaFDdhh2O0/s1600/IMG_5814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0aCiMhcGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/4EaFDdhh2O0/s320/IMG_5814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561129745713819746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0aCfsYyxI/AAAAAAAAAyU/oOjhpav-9-k/s1600/IMG_5836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0aCfsYyxI/AAAAAAAAAyU/oOjhpav-9-k/s320/IMG_5836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561129745042164498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0XV9A_2pI/AAAAAAAAAyM/rqQ6t394mv0/s1600/IMG_5726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0XV9A_2pI/AAAAAAAAAyM/rqQ6t394mv0/s320/IMG_5726.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561126780795869842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0XU5r6a0I/AAAAAAAAAyE/onkUjNPtxS0/s1600/IMG_5507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0XU5r6a0I/AAAAAAAAAyE/onkUjNPtxS0/s320/IMG_5507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561126762722257730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0XUnDcU3I/AAAAAAAAAx8/EDtQxGYmH7Q/s1600/IMG_5521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0XUnDcU3I/AAAAAAAAAx8/EDtQxGYmH7Q/s320/IMG_5521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561126757720675186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0XUXo9koI/AAAAAAAAAx0/6qy8UJOnbZg/s1600/PB140564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0XUXo9koI/AAAAAAAAAx0/6qy8UJOnbZg/s320/PB140564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561126753583075970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0T37eWDaI/AAAAAAAAAxs/F0Fc6hmQtOc/s1600/IMG_5426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0T37eWDaI/AAAAAAAAAxs/F0Fc6hmQtOc/s320/IMG_5426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561122966451129762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0T3vruHrI/AAAAAAAAAxk/6pOEOiFOFk4/s1600/IMG_5413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0T3vruHrI/AAAAAAAAAxk/6pOEOiFOFk4/s320/IMG_5413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561122963286007474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0T3ctosYI/AAAAAAAAAxc/SROqpZeCgg4/s1600/22134210000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0T3ctosYI/AAAAAAAAAxc/SROqpZeCgg4/s320/22134210000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561122958193766786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0T2oMHWoI/AAAAAAAAAxM/TYTaT61brUI/s1600/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS0T2oMHWoI/AAAAAAAAAxM/TYTaT61brUI/s320/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561122944094526082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is just a taste of how our trip was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next was Christmas time. Which is always busy. Luckly our family didn't get sick even when those around us were. Knock on wood we don't get it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we are back into the swing of things. School, soccer, work, gymnastics, swimming lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is not the sit around kind that's for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it for now. We'll see what interesting stuff happens today. Now that I'm posting it a day after I started. (pictures were taking too long to load so I went to bed)&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/22747941-7580461201709584863?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7580461201709584863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7580461201709584863' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7580461201709584863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7580461201709584863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2011/01/bad-bad-bad-me.html' title='Bad, bad, bad me'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/TS9HOlDCS2I/AAAAAAAAAys/W5BtQeulWYk/s72-c/IMG_5532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-303843754529154856</id><published>2010-11-02T19:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:33:40.151-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>2 sleeps but only 1 according to Taylor</title><content type='html'>First I would like to say that I have tried to post a number of times but I could only type a title but nothing in the posting area. Did a little searching and went back to the old editor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last couple of months we had birthdaypalooza. Which always seems to exhaust me by the end of it. It's hard to believe we have a 7, 5 and 3 year old.&lt;br /&gt;Taylor had a spa sleepover party with 11 girls sleeping over.&lt;br /&gt;Quinten had a Star Wars party with a bunch of active boys and quiet girls.&lt;br /&gt;Spencer had a police party where a firetruck and police car came. If I do say so myself that might have been my favorite party idea so far.&lt;br /&gt;For Chris I had a bunch of people over to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what else has been happening.....?&lt;br /&gt;Not much just living the life with kids. Taylor's gymnastics is really coming along and Quinten is playing indoor soccer again, twice a week. Don't worry Spence will get to be in something come the spring soccer session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I know I've said it before but I really want to try and keep this updated. Of had some requests from family to keep them current on the Lobbsters lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-303843754529154856?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/303843754529154856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=303843754529154856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/303843754529154856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/303843754529154856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/11/2-sleeps-but-only-1-according-to-taylor.html' title='2 sleeps but only 1 according to Taylor'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-3236079687345782319</id><published>2010-09-09T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T16:13:29.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay I really, really, really suck at this</title><content type='html'>Life seems to have gone by so fast over the last 3 months. Wow! Our house has finished another year of school, went camping, a nose surgery, more camping and now back to school for 2 kids this time. Quinten is loving school and has no problem going. He is very tired by the middle of the afternoon but that will settled down once he gets used to the swing of things. Taylor is still not keen on going into the school but we've only had tears one day. Chris is healing up from his surgery. Still a little sore. It doesn't help that the boys bonk him quite often during their wrestling matches. And Spencer is fully trained. And has been for a bit but my lack of blogging has prevented me from saying we are done with diapers, pull ups and babies. sniff, sniff&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the start of Lobbster Birthdaypalooza. Happy Birthday Chris! I feel like every weekend is filled with something birthday related for us. At least I'll have some more cupcake/cake examples to share.Summer is slow for orders. Please keep them coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's a bit of catch up. I will try to be better. Maybe tomorrow will be a picture post. Stay tuned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-3236079687345782319?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/3236079687345782319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=3236079687345782319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3236079687345782319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3236079687345782319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/09/okay-i-really-really-really-suck-at.html' title='Okay I really, really, really suck at this'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7034859476667036285</id><published>2010-06-06T19:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:26:19.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow I suck</title><content type='html'>It's been 2 months since I've posted. Bad Kirsten.&lt;br /&gt;Let the updates begin:&lt;br /&gt;Taylor's surgery went well. She had a minor set back which landed her back in the hospital but now she is all good. She is a different kid. Doesn't look so tired all the time. She looks healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Potty training has stalled and regressed. Hopefully we can get it back. I would love for Spencer to be out of diapers for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;Soccer has started so we are now out every night during the week. I don't mind it though. Keeps us all busy.&lt;br /&gt;I sort of ran the marathon last Sunday. I had to quit at 25k because of my IT band and the fact that I was way too cold. I was shutting down. So now it is on to the next race. Who knows when that will be. I will try again for next years marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Life is never dull around here but also doesn't seem that exciting all at the same time. So of course it is that way right now.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll be better at blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I don't know who the anonymous commentor was on my last post so feel free to let me know who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7034859476667036285?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7034859476667036285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7034859476667036285' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7034859476667036285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7034859476667036285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/06/wow-i-suck.html' title='Wow I suck'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7171324160968214981</id><published>2010-04-07T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T10:38:25.546-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>2 days away</title><content type='html'>Taylor will be having her tonsills and adenoids out in 2 days. I think it starting to hit what will be happening. She has been talking about it a lot and has lots of questions. She's pretty excited about getting to eat jello, popsicles, slurpees etc. One of the things I didn't realize was how long we would have to stay after. We have to be there around and hour and a half early. Then the surgery takes about 30 minutes, an hour in the recovery room and then we have to stay 8 hours after that. And if it gets too late she'll have to stay over night. I guess I'll be packing a little bag for myself just in case. Thankfully the boys will be in good hands so I won't be worried how they are doing. I know Taylor will be fine and she will be in good hands. I just get scared as a parent when you hear the horror stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Spence is coming along with his potty training. Even tells me he has to pee. Woohoo! Here's&amp;nbsp; hoping we're diaper free by the summer. Well actually we already are diaper free but I don't want to have to use swimmers. They are so gross to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinks has been having some behavior issues so all the chocolate he got for Easter has been thrown out. I think what he eats plays a part in it all. Monday was especially bad and yesterday was way better, no chocolate was eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training has been going so-so. I got some new runners and it seems to be helping my knee. I found out last week that for the last 2 years I have been wearing the wrong type of runner and that could have been contributing to the pain. The race is less than 2 months away. I hope I continue to be pain free. It's very frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off I go to tidy up so we can go play in the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but before I go I'll leave you with a funny that Quinten said. We went to Edmonton this past weekend and when we got there Chris reminded them that Freckles, his parents dog, had died. And that it might be nice to say sorry to them. Which Quinten replied, " Why? I didn't do it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7171324160968214981?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7171324160968214981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7171324160968214981' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7171324160968214981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7171324160968214981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/04/2-days-away.html' title='2 days away'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-380777573670049101</id><published>2010-03-31T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:43:04.438-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potty training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>Dry day</title><content type='html'>Spence is getting the whole potty thing. He's been fully dry, well except one accident but that was my fault. I should have taken him. He even tells me when he has to go. I'm pretty excited about it and sad at the same time. It means&amp;nbsp;I have no babies left and I know there are no babies coming. But I do like the thought of no diaper changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor finally got a hair cut. It's been almost a year and a half. It was starting to show that it needed to be cut. She looks so cute. For the past couple of months she has insisted that it would be chin length. It's slightly longer than that so she can still put it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now as I type this the boys are playing with barbies and polly pockets. And Taylor looks like she'll fall asleep any minute. She's not the least bit upset they are playing with her stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-380777573670049101?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/380777573670049101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=380777573670049101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/380777573670049101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/380777573670049101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/03/dry-day.html' title='Dry day'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-8513482962157905644</id><published>2010-03-23T18:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:20:27.519-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potty training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>Lack of imagination for a title</title><content type='html'>With surgery comes blood tests. Today was blood taking day for Taylor. The last time she was great. Watched the whole thing, didn't make a peep, didn't need Mommy to sit with her. This time was so different. Let me tell you how strong a 6 year old girl can get. Yikes. It took 3 of us to hold her down. And even with that she was trying to claw the needle out. She is a fighter. Hopefully like with the tube procedure no needles before hand. A stop for slurpees made up for the pain till her brother bit her and she said it reminded her of the needle. All is good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potty training is going okay. I don't know how some kids can be so young and get it. I realize Spencer is younger than the other 2 were but it's discouraging to hear of people who's kids aren't even 2 and they are potty trained. Spence does pretty well just a few accidents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running has lacked. Trying to train sometimes with Chris' schedule is tough. Hopefully this week gets better. I'm starting to feel a lack of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I hope everyone is have a happy spring so far. How can you not with the sunshining?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-8513482962157905644?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/8513482962157905644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=8513482962157905644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/8513482962157905644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/8513482962157905644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/03/lack-of-imagination-for-title.html' title='Lack of imagination for a title'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-810420981084751296</id><published>2010-03-18T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T16:28:07.917-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potty training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Another surgery</title><content type='html'>Taylor is having her tonsils out, not totally sure on the adenoids, on April 9th. She's been having a lot of sleep problems. Snoring and sleep apnea so we watched it and yesterday at her ENT appointment he said it would be best to take them out. Of course there are risks like any surgery. I always though that a tonsilectomy was a simple nothing can go wrong procedure. I was wrong. They don't take it lightly at all. Hopefully Taylor is not one of the kids that bleeds lots after and has complications. I have faith in God that she is in good hands and will be well taken care of. Still scary when it's your kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potty training is going. Not terribly but not great. He is having accidents but he is getting better about going on the potty and not in his underwear. It will be so nice to have no swim diapers this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running is going. It's been kind of a slack week. It's sometimes hard working my training around Chris' schedule but I do what I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all we are doing good. Can't wait for the weather to warm up so we can play outside more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-810420981084751296?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/810420981084751296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=810420981084751296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/810420981084751296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/810420981084751296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-surgery.html' title='Another surgery'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2887832559475184272</id><published>2010-03-14T19:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:48:37.704-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runnning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Question/Poll</title><content type='html'>Wondering what my fellow runners out there eat. Specifically the night before a big race, the morning of, and after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I ask is I ran the longest distance I have ever run yet and it is not the full race distance. As I was finishing I was starving. I though I ate enough but I guess not. I want to know how to power through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2887832559475184272?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2887832559475184272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2887832559475184272' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2887832559475184272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2887832559475184272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/03/questionpoll.html' title='Question/Poll'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4725385204483829381</id><published>2010-03-10T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T12:39:52.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>6 things</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by Heather to tell 6 random things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I like my shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On my so called run yesterday I&amp;nbsp;saw an ugg style kids boot and a croc, on the side of the road. &amp;nbsp;How does that happen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I had another cupcake order for Tuesday. The birthday girl loved them. (Pictures to follow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm training for a race but not going to say which one so that I don't jinx myself. Silly I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I wish my house was tidyier. The kids are getting better about putting their stuff away, but not great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Potty training sucks. We have 1 diaper left so Spencer is part of potty training boot camp. We have pull ups but those are suppose to be for bedtime and outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to tag some people. Karri, Chrissy, Tammy and Beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-4725385204483829381?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4725385204483829381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4725385204483829381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4725385204483829381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4725385204483829381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-things.html' title='6 things'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-5222911415320803364</id><published>2010-03-03T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:31:45.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Bad run</title><content type='html'>I've been running again. Training for a race actually. I've had some great runs the last few weeks. Knees have been feeling great. Then I go today and wham it's super crap. Had to walk a bunch. I was very discouraged. How will I run a super long distance if I can't run 10k. I realize I've been able to run farther but it is amazing how 1 run can make me feel so upset. Thankfully I have a very supportive and encouraging husband who calms me down and reminds me that tomorrows run will be better. Everyone has bad running days so I have to keep telling myself that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Kids are great. Although I wish they would clean up better. I'm in a throw stuff out kind of mood so they better watch out if they don't clean up. :) Speaking of cleaning I should probably go tidy up my stuff (laundry). Gotta set a good example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go one last thing. Spencer has been talking up a storm and it is nice now that he can express himself, like last night. Around 9 he stopped in his tracks and said, "My tummy hurts". You might be thinking okay great Kirsten thanks for telling us this. Let me tell you it saved me a lot of clean up. Because he can talk I was able to only get half the puke on the carpet. Tile is much easier to clean up. Poor kid. Feels good today. Hopefully it was a freak thing for him and we all don't get something AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-5222911415320803364?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/5222911415320803364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=5222911415320803364' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5222911415320803364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5222911415320803364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/03/bad-run.html' title='Bad run'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-942955393085799701</id><published>2010-02-23T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:47:26.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Growing up too fast</title><content type='html'>On Saturday my girl went on her first sleepover. She's had a friend sleepover here but never had one away from home. I was a little worried how it would go. Taylor has a hard time being dropped off places so I expected lots of tears and prying her arms and legs off of me. Nothing. I even had to ask for a hug and kiss as she was running to play with her friend. I then expected a phone call in the middle of the night. Nothing again. I thought this was the start of a new thing for her. Here I thought drop offs would now be easy. Not so much but getting better. The one that really puzzles me is going to Sunday school. Not sure why she doesn't want to go. Maybe one of these days this will all be behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got Quinks blood test results yesterday. Of course the docs offices called us on Friday to say he wanted to see us on Monday. So over the weekend our minds couldn't help but constantly think about what it could be. We knew he was being tested for diabetes and Celiac. Thankfully he has neither. The only result was a low glucose. So we have to feed him more often. Plus we have to watch the other symptoms he has been having, over the next few months. All in all good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everyone who has supported Taylor's fundraising effort. We still have more to go. I hate asking all the time but please know that we really appreciate every little bit of help. THANK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-942955393085799701?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/942955393085799701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=942955393085799701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/942955393085799701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/942955393085799701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/02/growing-up-too-fast.html' title='Growing up too fast'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1738365356370093637</id><published>2010-02-15T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:08:55.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken tv'/><title type='text'>I Love my kids....</title><content type='html'>but I get very frustrated with them lately. Like today. We've been letting the kids play in the basement with the scooters and watch the olympics. Taylor thought the tv was in her way and tried moving it. All of a sudden I hear a major crash and go running, where I found the tv screen down smoking and the sound of glass breaking. Luckly nobody got hurt. That tv is very heavy and could have sent a kid to the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like they are always making a mess and before I get someone saying that&amp;nbsp;I need to be on them about cleaning. I do. I also don't want to be a nag all day. I want to have fun with my kids and not be cleaning constantly. I don't want my kids to remember the cleaning stuff but the fun stuff Mom and Dad do with them. &amp;nbsp;Maybe one of these days I'll get a handle on it all. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to Olympics watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1738365356370093637?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1738365356370093637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1738365356370093637' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1738365356370093637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1738365356370093637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-my-kids.html' title='I Love my kids....'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2023161892423780293</id><published>2010-02-04T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:20:25.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Where is my time going?</title><content type='html'>It seems as though life is busy around here but not sure with what. Nothing truly exciting is happening or has happened. Just the normal everyday stuff. Like potty training Spencer, well combine that with 4 out of 5 of us getting some kind of stomach bug, life gets interesting but not the kind of interesting that people want to read about. I've written posts about our or mostly my adventures in poop, with Quinks. It's all pretty much the same but a different kid. Although I will say Spence is picking it up quicker than the other 2. I would love for him to be trained by the summer. I really dislike those sandy, poopy swimmers. So not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor continues to do gymnastics and loves it. Our going to school problems are getting better. It's not only emotional on her but me as well. I try to hide the tears from her. She now gets to go into school early to help the gym teacher set up for the day. Much better reward for her. We were doing a sticker chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinks is still playing indoor soccer and is looking forward to the outdoor season. He is taking skating lessons and another set of swimming lessons. It's amazing how quickly kids pick up a new skill. Everyday he asks if today is the day he gets to go to kindergarten. What a difference. He has even offered to go to school for Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like I said before Spencer is potty training. He is also talking up a storm. The screaming is getting better, I think because he is able to communicate better. He is the baby of the family and tries to get his way with the screaming but so far it doesn't really work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just leaves me. ( I know I didn't say anything about Chris but you know I can't.)&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get back to working out and running. I find the time when I can. And with us pucking and such it's been sporatic. It will come. I'm still making cupcakes if anyone if interested. I've got lots of ideas but no one to make them for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway hopefully I'll write more often. I guess I just don't think our life is super exciting right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2023161892423780293?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2023161892423780293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2023161892423780293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2023161892423780293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2023161892423780293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-is-my-time-going.html' title='Where is my time going?'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-3833830920694139949</id><published>2010-01-14T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T08:52:00.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Almost a month</title><content type='html'>Wow where did the time go since I last blogged? I know I keep saying it but I need to get better at this. &lt;br /&gt;Life has been trucking along. School is back in full swing. Quinten has started skating lessons along with his swimming lessons and soccer. Taylor continues to do gymnastics and loves it once she is there and doing it. Getting her into the gym is another thing. Same with school. Once she's in her classroom she is fine but there is always a battle. Which usually ends with me prying her off of me into the arms of a teacher. Yesterday and today she tried running away from me. I thought it would have been better by now. The sticker chart isn't working like I thought it would. I breaks my heart to see her so upset. I know it will get better. And Spencer continues to crack us up. Our little ham that's for sure. No mistaking who his Dad is. &lt;br /&gt;How's that for a little update. Now off I go to tackle the mounds of laundry. Good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-3833830920694139949?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/3833830920694139949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=3833830920694139949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3833830920694139949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3833830920694139949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-month.html' title='Almost a month'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-3052081322560094214</id><published>2009-12-18T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T06:34:39.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Last day</title><content type='html'>Thankgoodness it is the last day of school and then 2 weeks off. I'm feeling very unorganized, sleepy, can't seem to get everything done, etc. I can't wait to sleep in. Hopefully get more baking done and finish getting Chris' stocking stuff. He is so hard to buy for. Does anybody else have a problem buying for their spouses or signficant others? What types of stuff are you getting? I need ideas people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I up this early? Could it be the kid who came into our bed coughing? Or the husband getting up, trying to be quiet, but I could still hear him. Maybe I should go tidy something up. I've just been so lazy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway happy last day of everything for us till the new year.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Friday and weekend seen as I am a slacker blogger so I'll probably not blog tomorrow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-3052081322560094214?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/3052081322560094214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=3052081322560094214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3052081322560094214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3052081322560094214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day.html' title='Last day'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-468744838148881195</id><published>2009-12-10T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:29:03.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so bad at this</title><content type='html'>Seriously I need to get better, or get more motivation to blog. Things have been busy around here. Hair cut for me that went wrong. That will teach me to go to the hair salon just around the corner with a person I don't know. I asked for a trim because I want to keep growing it long. Well she took way too much off and it wasn't even. Left side was longer than the right and on the right side she made they crazy chunks of layers that so didn't look good. Thankgoodness one of the mom's at gymnastics is a hairdresser and she fixed me up as good as she could. might just take some growing out. &lt;br /&gt;This week already I've had 2 cupcake/cake orders and I have another one for Saturday. I'm very excited about it all. I love making cupcakes. I think I've said that before.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that the usual has been happening. Cleaning, laundry, getting ready for Christmas, Christmas parties etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has had a great week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SyGDzlOvVaI/AAAAAAAAAuw/S_JsPbJ-BXE/s1600-h/Dec+2009+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SyGDzlOvVaI/AAAAAAAAAuw/S_JsPbJ-BXE/s320/Dec+2009+065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SyGDl3YzTUI/AAAAAAAAAuo/6FaUEh0jJNQ/s1600-h/Dec+2009+068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SyGDl3YzTUI/AAAAAAAAAuo/6FaUEh0jJNQ/s320/Dec+2009+068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-468744838148881195?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/468744838148881195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=468744838148881195' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/468744838148881195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/468744838148881195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-so-bad-at-this.html' title='I&apos;m so bad at this'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SyGDzlOvVaI/AAAAAAAAAuw/S_JsPbJ-BXE/s72-c/Dec+2009+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1708537463746914354</id><published>2009-12-05T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T07:53:05.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busyness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Season'/><title type='text'>Enough Blizzard</title><content type='html'>As I sit here in the dark, the only light is the computer screen, you would think it would be silent and peaceful. The wind is howling, and has all night, and I can hear Taylor snoring. Seriously that kid can snore. That will have to be brought up at her next ENT appointment. &lt;br /&gt;I know some people are excited about the snow but not me. Because with snow comes crazy roads. I don't enjoy driving in weather like this. Time for a chinook. &lt;br /&gt;Today is filled with tidying, finish decorating the house, driving, in this crappy weather, to soccer, watch soccer, drive home&amp;nbsp;in the already mentioned crappy weather, hunker down for a couple of hours and then off to do a mandatory gym cleaning at Altadore for 4 hours. I really dislike cleaning my own house let alone cleaning a gym full of stuff. And I'll have to do more driving. Okay so it's not that bad but I would rather be hanging out at home watching Christmas movies with my kids and then hanging out with my husband and friends. Maybe it will get cancelled. I'll cross my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Then tomorrow is the kids Christmas party at Chris' work. Always a good time. The kids are excited and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What plans do you have this weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1708537463746914354?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1708537463746914354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1708537463746914354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1708537463746914354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1708537463746914354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/12/enough-blizzard.html' title='Enough Blizzard'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-6931283518499980056</id><published>2009-11-25T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:01:44.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids. sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Hugs</title><content type='html'>Have you hugged someone? On the weekend members of our church experienced tragedy, which made me realize how lucky I am to have a healthy, happy family. We never know what will be thrown at us in our life time. So I like to take the time to tell and show my kids how much I love them.&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched the movie&amp;nbsp;My Sisters Keeper, by myself I might add. Maybe not the best idea. I bawled not just teary eyed but full on sobbing and tears flowing down my cheeks. How does a family deal with that hurt and loss? Lots of times if I've watched or read something that makes me appreciate how thankful I am, I go and watch the kids while they are sleeping. Last night I couldn't resist picking up a sleeping Spencer just to have a snuggle. I tell you this because sometimes it takes a movie or some bad news to remember that it's not all about the clean house etc. Take the time to snuggle with the ones you love.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for the families I mentioned. I'm not going to use names but they could use your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-6931283518499980056?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/6931283518499980056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=6931283518499980056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6931283518499980056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6931283518499980056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/11/hugs.html' title='Hugs'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-3829480656662397857</id><published>2009-11-24T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:20:30.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hearing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited kids'/><title type='text'>Nothin' really going on</title><content type='html'>No mouse sightings in a week so I guess we caught it.&lt;br /&gt;Kids are doing great.&lt;br /&gt;Taylor's hearing seems to be where it should be. Although everythings is still loud but I think that is out of habit.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that nothing new to report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must become a better blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-3829480656662397857?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/3829480656662397857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=3829480656662397857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3829480656662397857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3829480656662397857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothin-really-going-on.html' title='Nothin&apos; really going on'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7520804811554296188</id><published>2009-11-18T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:09:50.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mouse'/><title type='text'>Mouse Tails</title><content type='html'>Our little mouse ate the peanut butter off the trap by the piano but did not get trapped. But I did find a mouse trapped in the garage after dropping Taylor off this morning. Who knows if it is the same one or not. I thought the one in the house was bigger but my view of it might not be accurate as I was freaking out. Bringing in a cat might not be such a bad idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7520804811554296188?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7520804811554296188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7520804811554296188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7520804811554296188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7520804811554296188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/11/mouse-tails.html' title='Mouse Tails'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-6905453809918775369</id><published>2009-11-17T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:13:27.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><title type='text'>All's good</title><content type='html'>Taylor's surgery went well. She wasn't scared to be put under, no crying before or after, from her that is. The only issue we had was when we first got to the floor and Taylor saw the kids wearing the hospital jammies that opened in the back. She then didn't want to put the jammies on and told me that we didn't need to be there because she was all better and could hear now so we could go home. Funny kid. She has mentioned that she can hear better. There is still some blood coming out of one of the ears. But she is doing great and hasn't complained that Spencer's screaming is too loud. Although the first time he screamed, once we were home, she looked at him as to say what the heck is that all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night while hanging out with Nathan and talking to my MIL, I saw a mouse run from behind the couch. Of course I screamed. In our old house we had mice in our garage but they never found their way into the house. Sometimes the door from the garage into the house doesn't get closed properly so I think it snuck in yesterday. We've set a bunch of traps but haven't caught it yet. Maybe it snuck back out yesterday when I freaked out and made a quick trip at night for traps. Yuck mice! Needless to say I did not sleep well last night at all. Please let us catch it soon. Just waiting for the snap. Time to clean up the bonus room before our mouse friend makes a home in the toys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-6905453809918775369?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/6905453809918775369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=6905453809918775369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6905453809918775369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6905453809918775369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/11/alls-good.html' title='All&apos;s good'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-9184954939817032512</id><published>2009-11-12T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:58:07.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>At 11:45 tomorrow Taylor will be having tubes put in. Not a big deal surgery but a big deal for a little girl, who is pretty nervous about it. We have to be there by 9:30 and of course no eating after midnight, and midnight to 7:45 only water or apple juice and then after 7:45 nothing, no water, no toothpaste(didn't know that one). So another thing she isn't too pleased with. As I type this the tv is blaring downstairs so I pray that tomorrow's procedure helps her with her hearing. Please say a little prayer for her to help calm her nerves. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who has asked about everything and cared about what is happening. And thank you to my mom who is taking the boys for the day. I hope you won't be too tired come the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to post after everything is all said and done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-9184954939817032512?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/9184954939817032512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=9184954939817032512' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/9184954939817032512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/9184954939817032512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/11/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1852902944365420574</id><published>2009-11-11T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:25:51.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sales pitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookie dough'/><title type='text'>I'm such a slacker</title><content type='html'>Wow lately I've sucked at blogging. I really need to get back to it.&lt;br /&gt;Before I go on I have another sales pitch. Taylor is now selling English Bay cookie dough. 3lb pails for $10 and $12. The $10 pails are chocolate chip, oatmeal raisin, peanut butter, candy (m&amp;amp;m's I think), ginger molasses, double chocolate and shortbread(2.4lb pail). The $12 pails are white chocolate macadamia, chunky chocolate, chocolate chip macadamia and chocolate chip pecan. If you are interested in helping Taylor out with her fundraising and enjoying yummy cookies, please let me know. I have to take the orders in on the Thursday the 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway now that I've said my pitch on with how we've been doing. Taylor's tube surgery is on Friday and we are so glad&amp;nbsp; it is happening. We can't wait for the tv and radio to be at a normal level. She is pretty scared about it but we've tried to do what we can to put her mind at ease. I'm sure I'll be a basket case. And before I get comments about it being just tube surgery I know it's&amp;nbsp;a simple surgery but when you're kid is put under and they are scared it affects the parents too. And I get very emotional. Shocker I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of that is going on right now. Hopefully I'll be better at the whole blogging thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1852902944365420574?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1852902944365420574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1852902944365420574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1852902944365420574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1852902944365420574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-such-slacker.html' title='I&apos;m such a slacker'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1331983760576216097</id><published>2009-11-02T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:13:58.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>It has been about a week and a half since I posted. I hope you'll all forgive me as I was sick last week. I didn't even get to enjoy my birthday dinner. So I must have been pretty sick because I normally don't give up food for anything. Mmmmm my Mom's are so good. Sucks that I missed them. Next year. I'm feeling much better. A wee bit tired but that could be from the lack of sleep because Chris has been on this crazy course. For the first 3 days he only got around 6 hours of sleep. Starting at 8am and not getting home till 4 am and then back up at 6am. Yikes! He's still on the course this week and won't be home at all tonight. So he left at 6:30 this morning and I don't know when we'll see him next. I don't know how single parents do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8qqufG7nI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Ui5-VrJvRD4/s1600-h/oct+2009+050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8qqufG7nI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Ui5-VrJvRD4/s320/oct+2009+050.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Anyway I feel like I have lots to write about seen as I've missed posting. Halloween was good. Quinks was sick and so missed out on trick or treating but did not miss out on the candy. He had a fever on Friday and then by Saturday evening he was running around. I think he was fine with the no trick or treating when we brought candy back for him.&amp;nbsp;Thanks to my dad for watching&amp;nbsp;Quinten so I could still take out Taylor and Spencer.&amp;nbsp;It sucks that&amp;nbsp;Chris missed out. Next year he'll be with us.&amp;nbsp;Taylor was a pirate, Quinten dressed up the day before and he was a vampire, and Spencer was a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8rGcAjgnI/AAAAAAAAAuY/v4RdsS__3Xg/s1600-h/oct+2009+062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8rGcAjgnI/AAAAAAAAAuY/v4RdsS__3Xg/s320/oct+2009+062.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sad Quinks come trick or treating time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8q4Wvu-1I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/JDstJSuWS-4/s1600-h/oct+2009+061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8q4Wvu-1I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/JDstJSuWS-4/s320/oct+2009+061.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Spencer wanted his face painted too until I actually put the make up on. He wasn't a big fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8rWsE59-I/AAAAAAAAAug/4gyCq5dTno0/s1600-h/oct+2009+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8rWsE59-I/AAAAAAAAAug/4gyCq5dTno0/s320/oct+2009+066.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of their stash. Spencer was fast asleep already, probably in a sugar coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The halloween howl 10k run was fun. The weather was somewhat yucky and I have been quite the running slacker over the last few months. But we managed to pull off a decent time. The race was the kick in the pants I needed to get running again. You could dress up for the race and I dress up as a patient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8qb2C4eKI/AAAAAAAAAuA/tfAYtG1c3wk/s1600-h/oct+2009+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8qb2C4eKI/AAAAAAAAAuA/tfAYtG1c3wk/s320/oct+2009+036.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There were a lot of laughs and Roxanne loved watching everybodies reactions. I even heard a couple of ladies say "Oh no we're behind the butt. " And one older man wanted to be behind the butt. Not sure how to take that one. It was fun all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side little point. Taylor is selling poinsettia's for gymnastics and we have a certain fundraising goal we as parents have to reach. If you would like to help us out by purchasing 1 or some please let me know. They are $12 each and come in red, pink or white. If you are from Edmonton we could figure out how to get them to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway because of the being sick I now have a major messy house so off I go to clean up the disaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1331983760576216097?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1331983760576216097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1331983760576216097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1331983760576216097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1331983760576216097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Su8qqufG7nI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Ui5-VrJvRD4/s72-c/oct+2009+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-5854795738111737056</id><published>2009-10-21T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T19:27:34.028-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fake butt'/><title type='text'>fake butt</title><content type='html'>A fake butt has been found. Thanks Karen for picking it&amp;nbsp;up for me. Roxanne I hope you're okay to run beside me with a butt hanging out. I'm pretty excited about my costume for the race. Maybe I'm a kid at heart. Not sure how the actually running is going to go seen as I have been quite the slacker in the running department. It'll be fun either way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-5854795738111737056?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/5854795738111737056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=5854795738111737056' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5854795738111737056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5854795738111737056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/10/fake-butt.html' title='fake butt'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-598382467446098242</id><published>2009-10-20T16:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:59:15.874-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costume'/><title type='text'>Halloween costumes</title><content type='html'>Does anyone know where I can a fake butt to wear as part of a costume on Saturday? I'm doing a halloween race and dressing up is encouraged. I was thinking I could go as a patient with the gown open at the back with a butt hanging out. I need&amp;nbsp; my wonder woman costume for the evening so&amp;nbsp;I don't want it to get all sweaty. Although now that I think about it do you think people would be offended by that costume?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a picture of my 3 lobbsters. Why can't I just get a nice picture of all three at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/St5Aat4jBuI/AAAAAAAAAtw/gnrzUQ0QWu0/s1600-h/oct+2009+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/St5Aat4jBuI/AAAAAAAAAtw/gnrzUQ0QWu0/s320/oct+2009+029.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I think this was the best one out of a bunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-598382467446098242?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/598382467446098242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=598382467446098242' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/598382467446098242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/598382467446098242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-costumes.html' title='Halloween costumes'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/St5Aat4jBuI/AAAAAAAAAtw/gnrzUQ0QWu0/s72-c/oct+2009+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-5382860178417153306</id><published>2009-10-19T17:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:08:29.858-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>What does friendship mean to you? Or what defines a friend? I posted this question as my status on facebook yesterday and got quite a few thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about what being a good friend means.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the thoughts that I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's when someone is watching your back. Just because they truly care about you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are interested in your well being at all times. Loyalty.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It means they love you unconditionally despite any faults&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A friend would also tell you the truth even though it may not be what you want to hear. A friend would also be engaged in your conversations, listening and offering opinions when needed, focused on the moment that you are sharing together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;true friends are the ones that dont ask alot of questions and just say...if you're happy, Im happy...loyalty, trusting and non-judgmental...and will be there in a heartbeat, despite their busyness...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A friend is someone who is there for you, to be honest with you, to laugh with, and cry with, for good and for the not so good. They are your person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A friend is someone that is always there for you, no matter what's going on in their life. They listen without judging, love without questioning, and support without asking for anything in return. Someone that you can confide in because you trust them 100%.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;true friends can sometimes be hard to find. So it is awesome when you find them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to everyone who responded. I want to be the best friend I can be to my friends. And I hope that I am. I love all my friends. Old and new.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-5382860178417153306?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/5382860178417153306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=5382860178417153306' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5382860178417153306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5382860178417153306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/10/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-5755504924160239786</id><published>2009-10-15T19:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:30:30.849-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costume'/><title type='text'>Yes!</title><content type='html'>It fits. And I don't think I'll even enhance my *ahem*. (I don't want to make my brothers uncomfortable.) Oh natural baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-5755504924160239786?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/5755504924160239786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=5755504924160239786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5755504924160239786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5755504924160239786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes.html' title='Yes!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4941193510552644586</id><published>2009-10-15T17:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:15:38.179-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body image'/><title type='text'>Kind of afraid</title><content type='html'>I've been putting off the trying on of my Wonder Woman costume. I think I have gained some weight from last year so I'm afraid that it won't fit and I will feel crappy. It's funny how I can be the same weight I've been for a number of years pre-kids, yet clothes so do not fit the same way. And instead of embracing the body that I have now been blessed with, I put myself down. When will I stop that? Perhaps it will take days, months or years, who knows. I do know that I try to overcome these feelings everyday.  Some days I feel great and others blah and wish I didn't have a road map on my stomach and what seems to be enough skin to make a tummy pull down blind. Oh and comparing myself to others. Oh the torture. As I write this I can see how ridiculous this sounds. Men must think us women are crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: We're on the road to self uplifting not self putting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe now I'll go try it on. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-4941193510552644586?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4941193510552644586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4941193510552644586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4941193510552644586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4941193510552644586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/10/kind-of-afraid.html' title='Kind of afraid'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4192579907828418669</id><published>2009-10-14T17:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T17:54:19.988-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='height'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>The Lobbster Life</title><content type='html'>With Birthday season comes annual check ups. Everything seems fine. We've never had to get the kids blood taken before with their annual check ups but Quinten has to this time. I forgot to ask why and just assumed that adults get it done so kids must now too. He has been having a number of headaches and diarrha so not sure if that could be part of it. Taylor didn't have to at 4 years. Anyway I like to put the numbers out there. Taylor is 41 and 3/4 pounds and 44 inches, Quinten is 30 and 3/4 pounds and 38 inches and Spencer is 24 and 1/2 pounds and 33 inches.&lt;br /&gt;So everyone is growing just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I don't have much to say or I can't think of much because of the screaming in my ears. Will it ever end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I already have someone who wants me to make cupcakes for their son's party in December. I'm pretty excited about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-4192579907828418669?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4192579907828418669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4192579907828418669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4192579907828418669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4192579907828418669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/10/lobbster-life.html' title='The Lobbster Life'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4949404121703833603</id><published>2009-10-12T08:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T09:20:24.514-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Quinks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is not only a day for us to just celebrate Thanksgiving but to our celebrate our sweet 4 year olds birthday. We are so thankful for Quinten today. He is such a kind hearted, caring, sensitive but also rough and tumble little boy. It's been fun watching him grow up. I find it hard to believe that 4 years have passed since we were rushed into the surgery suite. I love you Quinks! You are very special to us and I hope you feel that way everyday but especially today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391731786507414546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/StNHfkL07BI/AAAAAAAAAtI/5kwcblMAMh8/s320/03680002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391731799753967970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/StNHgViDSWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/s260voVHGRo/s320/dscf1058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391731807892496322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/StNHgz2bX8I/AAAAAAAAAtY/hO4vys2SulM/s320/Taylor%27s+Birthday+and+start+of+October+2007+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391731822922238642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/StNHhr1zCrI/AAAAAAAAAtg/J9EwOm5I8NU/s320/October+2008+238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391731831758734962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/StNHiMwlRnI/AAAAAAAAAto/bZFRfkZiwWU/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I am unable to write anything under the pictures. The order is: 1 day old, 1 year, 2 years, 3 years and now 4 years old. He hasn't changed alot in looks but his personality has grown leaps and bounds.&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-4949404121703833603?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4949404121703833603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4949404121703833603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4949404121703833603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4949404121703833603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-quinks.html' title='Happy Birthday Quinks!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/StNHfkL07BI/AAAAAAAAAtI/5kwcblMAMh8/s72-c/03680002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2885915119575711661</id><published>2009-10-08T17:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T17:55:06.909-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hearing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tubes'/><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>In about a month Taylor's hearing loss should be fixed. We saw her ENT guy again today and we booked her to get tubes put in. We are hopeful that this will be it, but if more tubes and surgeries are needed we will be fine with it. It will be interesting to see her reaction when Spencer screams because the Dr. said she will find things loud once the fluid is drained. Yeah the tv will finally be at a level so the neighbours don't hear it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is coming up plus a certain little boys birthday. Like I said in my last post I feel for Quinks that he doesn't get as many people coming to his family birthday celebration. I really enjoy this time of year getting together as a family and wish we had a larger group of people coming for dinner. I love it when there are lots of family and friends around. I guess it kind of sucks for Quinten when he was born because of people having their own Thanksgiving activities. This will be the first year in a few years that Jordan and Kristen haven't come for a visit. We'll miss them and Devin and Liz. Maybe my surrogate brother(cousin) will come play games and hang out. And he could drag his mom along. Like I said love the big gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm off to monitor the cleaning process. It's sounding very noisy which means very little cleaning is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Taylor's blood test. Could be an adventure? She hates iv's or needles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2885915119575711661?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2885915119575711661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2885915119575711661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2885915119575711661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2885915119575711661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-5791719322397583308</id><published>2009-10-07T15:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:56:38.821-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday Spencer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appointments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party'/><title type='text'>Party #2 The joint addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974840509675266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Ss0Jj2TfNwI/AAAAAAAAAsw/oicA6UVqFA0/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+214.jpg" /&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: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974849870050434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Ss0JkZLLNII/AAAAAAAAAs4/G9fB1nGK1sg/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974832080517186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Ss0JjW50eEI/AAAAAAAAAso/rwBS1zKd3_E/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389977108734158530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Ss0Ln4GWJsI/AAAAAAAAAtA/N8Ql3yEGIAQ/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+234.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday we had the hockey party for Quinten and Spencer. In true Canadian fashion the kids were troopers and played hockey and hit the pinata even though it was a little chilly. Quinten loved his cake. He'll tell anyone about it. He even told the Speech pathologist about it. More to come on that. I've never made or used fondant before so my thoughts were go big or go home. I made the fondant on Wednesday (3 batches) and the cake on Thursday and then Chris and I assembled it all on Friday. It was a whole day event. They sure make it look easy on tv but with more practice I'll get the hang of it. And hopefully I get the chance to make more stuff. Hint, hint to all who read this and want me to make their cakes or cupcakes. Really I'm hoping at least family will take me up on my offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the birthday parties are done for the year. Quinten's actual birthday is on Monday and some how I feel as though he gets forgotten. So we'll be celebrating with Turkey and all the fixin's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway we had Quinten assessed yesterday with a speech pathologist. We had some concerns with how he says things and sometimes strangers or even those who are close to us can't understand him. The only thing she was concerned with was how he uses he/she/him/her. So we have some homework to help him learn those concepts. She doesn't think there is anything to worry about. And I learned that the r, l, and I think w sound doesn't come till around grade 1. His s sounds have come a very long way so no worries here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is another appointment with our ENT. Hopefully we'll get some kind of answer. We are hoping they'll just do tubes so we can get her hearing clearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for our updates. Hope you enjoyed the pics.&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;&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/22747941-5791719322397583308?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/5791719322397583308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=5791719322397583308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5791719322397583308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5791719322397583308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/10/party-2-joint-addition.html' title='Party #2 The joint addition'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Ss0Jj2TfNwI/AAAAAAAAAsw/oicA6UVqFA0/s72-c/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1516365827980461737</id><published>2009-10-01T12:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:41:20.765-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>What?....I can't hear you</title><content type='html'>because a certain 2 year old is screaming in my ear. When will the madness stop. So off to his room he goes where I think he is screaming louder. It could be worse I could be cleaning up poop while he is screaming. Always a positive to every situation right? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1516365827980461737?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1516365827980461737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1516365827980461737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1516365827980461737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1516365827980461737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/10/whati-cant-hear-you.html' title='What?....I can&apos;t hear you'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2107691150466100107</id><published>2009-09-30T15:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:47:29.538-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday Spencer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Spence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my next birthday baby turns 2. 2 years really?! Where has the time gone? It's amazing how much he has grown even in the last year. The things he can say and comprehend. There is one thing I would change though. The screaming. He is out of control with it. I don't know if it is the third kid trying to be heard or what. I'm hoping he gets it out of system soon. Everything else is great with him. I love hearing all the new words he is learning daily and how independent he is becoming. It's weird to me that there won't be anymore little lobbsters running around. This is time of year when I would have given birth and 2 years is the mark. We are excited to move on as a family and see what new joys our kids can bring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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_5387380144398508674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsPRsqDdooI/AAAAAAAAAsA/V48A54UO-e0/s320/DSCF2260.JPG" /&gt;                                                                 Spencer 1 day old &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                 Spencer 6 months old&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387380153667486386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsPRtMlXArI/AAAAAAAAAsI/a8_MgqtGTGg/s320/March+30-April+2008+011.jpg" /&gt;                                                               Spencer 1 year old&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387380163869114114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsPRtylnfwI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/4NQgkBWdkkA/s320/September+2008+273.jpg" /&gt;                                                             Spencer 18 months old&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387380173092521746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsPRuU8phxI/AAAAAAAAAsY/5X5k8fPtouQ/s320/Feb-Mar+2009+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387380186050346610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsPRvFOCPnI/AAAAAAAAAsg/H7tEcuvZ8TU/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Spencer 2 years old&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2107691150466100107?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2107691150466100107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2107691150466100107' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2107691150466100107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2107691150466100107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-spence.html' title='Happy Birthday Spence!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsPRsqDdooI/AAAAAAAAAsA/V48A54UO-e0/s72-c/DSCF2260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7992052773091907615</id><published>2009-09-29T12:34:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:23:19.474-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday invitations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes and 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;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday we had Taylor's party and 17 kids came for a pool party. At Inglewood pool you get a room for an hour and then the pool all to yourself. It was great. The kids had a good time and so did the adults that helped out. I would definately do another party there. Quinten wants his party there now but it's too late seen as the boys' party is this Saturday and it's already planned for a hockey party. I was asked what I did for the invitations. So for the pool party invites I wrote the invite details on a beach ball and for the hockey party I made up invitations that looked like hockey tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor took owl cupcakes to school for her actual birthday and Sunday's party she had asked for shark cupcakes. I've been asked by a couple of friends if I would do their kids birthday cupcakes/cakes. What a great way for me to bring in a little extra money and do something that I absolutely love. So we'll see what happens with that. I am very open to the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the plans are in the works for Saturday's cupcakes or cake. I might attempt making my own fondant. We'll see. Could be interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again before I get some comments like I've received in the past about trying to one up or show off, that is so not my intent. I love doing this and have been asked to post the pictures. I know I like looking at other peoples creations so therefore I will share mine with you. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386966436221861170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsJZbq_0vTI/AAAAAAAAArA/e3OiNRX8AiM/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+014.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;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386966442571290482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsJZcCppV3I/AAAAAAAAArI/o8e_dIiHJi0/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386966451489272210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsJZcj328ZI/AAAAAAAAArQ/78CTKDven6Q/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386966461939865298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsJZdKzeVtI/AAAAAAAAArY/42CJT28a9lQ/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386969514629897282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsJcO29fnEI/AAAAAAAAArw/qBVaCfQg_fg/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+187.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386969492713544034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsJcNlUOmWI/AAAAAAAAArg/E7nkGx5GOXQ/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386969522504803506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsJcPUTBJLI/AAAAAAAAAr4/WTXTnwRn8ps/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386969501469373682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsJcOF7x9PI/AAAAAAAAAro/V0tfjyERnj0/s320/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7992052773091907615?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7992052773091907615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7992052773091907615' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7992052773091907615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7992052773091907615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/cupcakes-and-birthday.html' title='Cupcakes and Birthday'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SsJZbq_0vTI/AAAAAAAAArA/e3OiNRX8AiM/s72-c/Sept+2009+start+of+b-day+season+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-6677321810473575666</id><published>2009-09-24T19:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:09:48.560-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor. Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Taylor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SrwlsceeoqI/AAAAAAAAAq4/sWb0hmQJ5wY/s1600-h/August+2009-Sept+2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385220699916772002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SrwlsceeoqI/AAAAAAAAAq4/sWb0hmQJ5wY/s320/August+2009-Sept+2009+050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       6 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Srwlr2Dl8gI/AAAAAAAAAqw/PAr8t_NC0MQ/s1600-h/August+2008-first+day+of+school+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385220689603457538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Srwlr2Dl8gI/AAAAAAAAAqw/PAr8t_NC0MQ/s320/August+2008-first+day+of+school+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              5 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SrwlrsjZnOI/AAAAAAAAAqo/I1vYxrTKaLQ/s1600-h/October+2007+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385220687052512482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SrwlrsjZnOI/AAAAAAAAAqo/I1vYxrTKaLQ/s320/October+2007+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           4 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SrwizKm7N1I/AAAAAAAAAqg/cEEWf35gC38/s1600-h/Nov+16+-+24+2006+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385217516844562258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SrwizKm7N1I/AAAAAAAAAqg/cEEWf35gC38/s320/Nov+16+-+24+2006+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      3 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SrwiyYuUGXI/AAAAAAAAAqY/gWkaTp7dVpI/s1600-h/00290016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385217503453780338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SrwiyYuUGXI/AAAAAAAAAqY/gWkaTp7dVpI/s320/00290016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               2 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Srwix25UHTI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Qrhak59jIvY/s1600-h/00850020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385217494373113138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Srwix25UHTI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Qrhak59jIvY/s320/00850020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          1 year old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Srwixcb_RCI/AAAAAAAAAqI/6NK-EhlaDW4/s1600-h/Taylor+in+hospital.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385217487270790178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Srwixcb_RCI/AAAAAAAAAqI/6NK-EhlaDW4/s320/Taylor+in+hospital.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            1 week old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my oldest turned 6. Hard to believe that the moderately tiny 6 week early baby would grow up to be the girl we know today. We are so proud of you Taylor in who you are and who you are becoming. We love you so much! Happy Birthday my sweet girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor took owl cupcakes to school today and was very excited that her teacher has the same birthday. It was nice that they could celebrate together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we went to the beach to have an impromptu celebration. Chris is working and so is my mom so we will celebrate on Sunday night as a family. She calls it her fake birthday. We had a great time at the beach too bad the wasps were out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway another successful birthday season birthday. (as some have come to call it.)&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/22747941-6677321810473575666?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/6677321810473575666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=6677321810473575666' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6677321810473575666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6677321810473575666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-taylor.html' title='Happy Birthday Taylor!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/SrwlsceeoqI/AAAAAAAAAq4/sWb0hmQJ5wY/s72-c/August+2009-Sept+2009+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-9180241193404771398</id><published>2009-09-21T21:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:17:40.150-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><title type='text'>Why do I do this to myself?</title><content type='html'>Kid birthday season is 3 sleeps away. Ask Taylor she is all to happy to share that info. I've got 2 sets of cupcakes to make and  decorate this week. And then another set next week and another set a the week after. Taylor keeps changing her mind about the school cupcakes. I think I've got her down to owls but I'm sure that will change again. And the party cupcakes are hopefully going to be sharks, that is if I don't screw it up. The hockey party cupcakes are still in the thought process. Anyone know a good fondant recipe? And then I'm thinking for Quinten's actually birthday turkey cake or cupcakes would be good because his birthday is on Thanksgiving Monday. I know it would be easier to purchase said cupcakes but I really enjoy making them even if I get a bit stressed out. Good thing I'm not running in the harvest half, not sure where the time would come to do it all.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that is how my week is shaping up. And on a side note. Thank you to everyone who comes to our kids' parties. I know it can be an inconvience coming to 3 kids parties all right in a row. In the words of Taylor good thing we are having a joint party for one of the parties. She likes to say good thing alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy week. Be sure to get out in the beautiful weather. Never thought we would be celebrating our 6 year olds birthday at the beach. Love the hot fall weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-9180241193404771398?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/9180241193404771398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=9180241193404771398' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/9180241193404771398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/9180241193404771398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-do-i-do-this-to-myself.html' title='Why do I do this to myself?'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7963577369562494736</id><published>2009-09-19T14:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:22:20.714-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hearing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>ENT here we come....again</title><content type='html'>Stil no movement on Taylor's ear drums. Which most likely means fluid and there for she can't hear where she should be. Hopefully we'll get more answers in October when we go back to the ENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going along nicely in Lobbster household. Parties are being finalized. Although I haven't heard from everyone yet. Cupcakes/cakes are being planned.&lt;br /&gt;It will be a busy week of preparation that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a weekend of parties that the kids are going to. But other than that should be a relaxing one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7963577369562494736?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7963577369562494736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7963577369562494736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7963577369562494736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7963577369562494736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/ent-here-we-comeagain.html' title='ENT here we come....again'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-3344678680492035251</id><published>2009-09-17T18:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:51:16.054-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet seat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polls'/><title type='text'>A Poll</title><content type='html'>Do you leave the toilet seat up or down when you are finished?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-3344678680492035251?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/3344678680492035251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=3344678680492035251' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3344678680492035251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3344678680492035251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/poll.html' title='A Poll'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1935006915603620394</id><published>2009-09-17T07:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T07:39:48.567-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hearing'/><title type='text'>3rd times the charm lets hope</title><content type='html'>Today is another hearing test for Taylor. We're hoping things have changed. We've been going to various appointments since feb/mar. We did see a specialist but he wants another hearing test. I know Taylor is getting frustrated. We just want to know what the problem could be. And maybe now there isn't a problem. That would ideal. I'll update after the appointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1935006915603620394?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1935006915603620394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1935006915603620394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1935006915603620394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1935006915603620394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/3rd-times-charm-lets-hope.html' title='3rd times the charm lets hope'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-66815001994884531</id><published>2009-09-15T09:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T09:36:03.278-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer&apos;s smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>Put a smile on your face.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sq-zP90nxmI/AAAAAAAAAqA/eGy3htAwAKU/s1600-h/August+2009-Sept+2009+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381717166605715042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sq-zP90nxmI/AAAAAAAAAqA/eGy3htAwAKU/s320/August+2009-Sept+2009+142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sq-zPWWHyEI/AAAAAAAAAp4/2m6uvCBmdNY/s1600-h/August+2009-Sept+2009+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381717156008806466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sq-zPWWHyEI/AAAAAAAAAp4/2m6uvCBmdNY/s320/August+2009-Sept+2009+141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer looks so much older in that first picture. My baby is almost not a baby anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-66815001994884531?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/66815001994884531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=66815001994884531' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/66815001994884531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/66815001994884531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/put-smile-on-your-face.html' title='Put a smile on your face.......'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sq-zP90nxmI/AAAAAAAAAqA/eGy3htAwAKU/s72-c/August+2009-Sept+2009+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-3767274239756363257</id><published>2009-09-14T18:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:59:28.864-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='500th post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer&apos;s smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>500</title><content type='html'>I didn't even notice that on Saturday was my 500th post. I would have made it a better post if had known instead of my lame cleaning one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing a lot of reflecting on what I want in life, where I fit in, how to overcome my feelings toward myself etc. But as I started to type I looked down at my youngest and he flashes me a smile and it clicks for me. I have 3 amazing children who light up my life. I want the world for them, they accept me for who I am so I don't have to try to fit in with them and they don't look at me and think man my mom needs to lose some weight etc. They love me for me. It's amazing what a smile or an I love you can do. Why has it taken me till this very moment over the last few weeks to realize it? I don't know but I'm glad Spencer and I are having a moment to ourselves. Don't get me wrong it will take time for me to truly be comfortable with me but I'm on my way. And I must say the little I love you from Spencer is so darn cute you just can't be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are ever feeling the same way just take a step back and look for that smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-3767274239756363257?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/3767274239756363257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=3767274239756363257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3767274239756363257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3767274239756363257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/500.html' title='500'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4146164173684390969</id><published>2009-09-14T11:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:53:18.010-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>3 drop offs in a row</title><content type='html'>No tears from either Taylor or mommy. What a difference Taylor has been the last 3 school mornings. Her teacher is awesome with it too. Emailing to make sure everything is going okay and asking if she can do anything to help. It makes this mama feel better after I turn that corner for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing too exciting to tell. We had a weekend without Daddy so lets just say the patience level around the lobbster shack was very low. But daddy is home today and spending some much needed time with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your weekend? Do anything fun or exciting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-4146164173684390969?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4146164173684390969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4146164173684390969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4146164173684390969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4146164173684390969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-drop-offs-in-row.html' title='3 drop offs in a row'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7256355929142358134</id><published>2009-09-12T09:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:09:46.622-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>cure for the madness</title><content type='html'>I think I've figured it out. If I can keep the house some what organized my patience level won't get low. Now to get the kids on track. That might take a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7256355929142358134?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7256355929142358134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7256355929142358134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7256355929142358134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7256355929142358134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/cure-for-madness.html' title='cure for the madness'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1006389624145861887</id><published>2009-09-10T18:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:05:59.210-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><title type='text'>Going mad</title><content type='html'>It seems lately I have no patience. Although it seems to be better if the house is organized, which seems to be hardly ever. I made good progress today and then tornado Quinten and tornado Spencer came through. So frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a day of laundry followed by playing at the park before picking up Taylor and then more park play while it seemed some one was always screaming. Then if I wasn't going crazy enough I took them to the grocery store to get cupcake supplies. And to top off the evening, which isn't even done yet, Spencer had a giant poop in the tub. Sickarama! Good times! I do love being a stay at home mom but sometimes my patience is definately tested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1006389624145861887?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1006389624145861887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1006389624145861887' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1006389624145861887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1006389624145861887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/going-mad.html' title='Going mad'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-39989394544480568</id><published>2009-09-09T13:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:37:01.687-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Happy Bertday Coconut!</title><content type='html'>That is how Chris was greeted yesterday by Quinten. Yes I am a day late posting but we were spending the day together so not much computer time. Happy Birthday My Sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back late Monday night from our Toronto adventures. Now for point form. Too much stuff happened to write real sentences.&lt;br /&gt;- Arrive late Tuesday night and thought we didn't have a rental car. Found the right place.&lt;br /&gt;-Got lost going to Chris' uncles from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;-slept in the next day till about 10. Since when does a mom of 3 get to do that.&lt;br /&gt;-hung out, saw friends&lt;br /&gt;-walked yonge street, queen street, actually we walked alot but also ate alot so no pounds lost&lt;br /&gt;-had a sick toddler, I guess I have to face the fact he is not a baby anymore. boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;-rehersal  and dinner at a yummy brazilian bbq place (Red Violin)&lt;br /&gt;-Canada's wonderland, scary roller coaster calle the behemouth (probably spelling it wrong) Chris laughed at me the whole time. I thought I might cry.&lt;br /&gt;-got sick at Canada's Wonderland.  Rides and Kirsten's tummy don't really mix.&lt;br /&gt;-Blue Jays game with awesome seats. Row 15 right behind the Jays dug out.&lt;br /&gt;-Crazy bee at the game. I think the bees liked Kristen.&lt;br /&gt;-slept in till 11. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;-My baby brother's wedding and reception. Too bad Spencer wasn't feeling so great because he was not a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;-Brunch with the Tronsgard clan minus Devin, Liz, Craig, Taylor and Quinten&lt;br /&gt;-More driving and might I just add that it is not normal driving. Man thems some crazy drivers and lots of them.&lt;br /&gt;-More feeling sick from the driving.&lt;br /&gt;-ROM where we saw the dead sea scrolls&lt;br /&gt;-air show which a certain toddler (not baby boohoo) didn't like too much.&lt;br /&gt;-airport where said toddler was screaming and I'm sure everyone around us thought I hope he's not on our plane.&lt;br /&gt;-no worries because he slept pretty much the whole way home. YEAH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Oh forgot about the lady hitting a raccoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to be back. Now I just wish Taylor would go back to easy drop offs. Roxanne might have to start taking her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't end till I say Happy 60th Birthday Auntie Beth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-39989394544480568?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/39989394544480568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=39989394544480568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/39989394544480568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/39989394544480568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-bertday-coconut.html' title='Happy Bertday Coconut!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-6103714611259680296</id><published>2009-09-03T08:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:09:37.149-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>In TO</title><content type='html'>We're here. We're having a good time. No screaming from Spencie on the plane. Thank goodness. Yesterday was kind of a lazy day and today is when all the fun starts. At little shopping down Young Street and going to Queen street and then wedding dinner stuff. Tomorrow is Canada's Wonderland and Jays game.&lt;br /&gt;The only down side to the trip is that Spencer has developed a fever and we can't seem to get it down even with Tylenol. Hopefully is will be feeling better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just a quick update. More to come as the fun continues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-6103714611259680296?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/6103714611259680296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=6103714611259680296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6103714611259680296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6103714611259680296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-to.html' title='In TO'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2612209342001446582</id><published>2009-08-27T22:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:21:47.569-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>On to day 2</title><content type='html'>Day one of school ended up being a success. It started out rocky. As usual there were tears. I'll let you guess who. Just don't make fun of Chris. I'm only kidding of course. The day ended well. Taylor told me that no sad faces only happy faces were allowed in her classroom. I'm hoping that helps tomorrows drop off.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day at home as well. The boys and re-organized the bonus room and I only had to deal with a minor poop issue. I love how the poop stuff is now classified in levels. This time it was my own fault. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Spencie&lt;/span&gt; has a super bad diaper rash and I wanted to let it air out so I figured what would be the harm if he had just pooped to let him run around &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nudey&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; that kid is a pooping machine. Anyway enough about poop. I recently read an article in a &lt;a href="http://www.parents.com/"&gt;Parents&lt;/a&gt; magazine that was titled 39 Things Every Mom Should Know. I thought I would share some of the ones that I thought were applicable to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Just throw away &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;underwear&lt;/span&gt;. (This one is so applicable to me right now. I'm not sure &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Quinks&lt;/span&gt; has many pairs left after the summer.)&lt;br /&gt;-Don't beat yourself up if you have to use a bribe. (So been there done that.)&lt;br /&gt;-Put band-aids on everything your kids want to. Why not? (Our kids love band-aids. We have a family portrait from when Taylor was 2 and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Quinks&lt;/span&gt; was a baby and you can see her band-aid that isn't serving any type of purpose. I love it.)&lt;br /&gt;-Know this: That stain won't come out. And it's okay. The sooner you accept this the better. (Good for my messy eaters.)&lt;br /&gt;-Embrace their quirks. (Hard sometimes but I'm learning.)&lt;br /&gt;-Answer this question: What is the worst thing that will happen if your kids sleep in their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-Never stifle a generous inclination.&lt;br /&gt;-Teach them to pump ASAP. (Boy am I glad they don't need my help. Is it too soon for me to teach Spencer?)&lt;br /&gt;-If your child falls asleep &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt; without brushing her teeth, don't wake her; baby teeth do eventually fall out. (Phew I feel like a bad Mom when we forget and then they fall &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;asleep&lt;/span&gt;. Good to know I'm not the only one.)&lt;br /&gt;-Buy kids &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;deodorant&lt;/span&gt; before they need it. (I'm not really sure when they need it but I know I'm afraid of smelling and my kids have already started to try out Daddy's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;deodorant&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;-It's fine to brag about yourself to your kids. (I don't think as parents we do that enough.)&lt;br /&gt;-You're never too old to dress up and decorate your house for Halloween. And it's more fun for everyone if you are into it. It also entitles you to more candy. (And I loves candy!)&lt;br /&gt;-If the school year, new babysitter, or karate class gets off to a rocky start don't totally stress about it. Instead think of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;improvement&lt;/span&gt; that can be made by the end of the year. (This might &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; have to be one of our motto's. It will get better.)&lt;br /&gt;-Independence is a wonderful thing. For everyone. So is together time. Make sure you have a healthy dose of both. ( I like to think we have that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. Just a 'few' out of the list. I hope if your kids have started school that everything is going well and if they haven't yet that the next weeks to come are good ones. Cherish these moments even if they make you cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2612209342001446582?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2612209342001446582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2612209342001446582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2612209342001446582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2612209342001446582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-to-day-2.html' title='On to day 2'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7275305866995623337</id><published>2009-08-25T21:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:07:24.416-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>2 more sleeps</title><content type='html'>Today we enjoyed a last hoorah before school starts. We enjoyed a day at the lake and by we I mean a full family we. It was nice that Chris could join us. That hasn't happened yet this year. The beach was a buzz with all the talk of who got which teacher. I'm pretty sure Chris thought we were all crazy. Ah maybe, but at least we can be crazy together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a short post tonight. But I must tell you how much I love my friends. Old and new ones. You all mean more to me than a few simple words can say. I think we all need to be told how much we appreciate each other. I don't take my friends for granted. Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7275305866995623337?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7275305866995623337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7275305866995623337' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7275305866995623337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7275305866995623337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-more-sleeps.html' title='2 more sleeps'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-6701055402685264852</id><published>2009-08-24T21:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:58:46.788-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='height'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spencer'/><title type='text'>Who knew.....</title><content type='html'>a Lobb child would be tall enough to open doors before they were 2. Taylor and Quinten weren't tall enough till I'm sure way past 2. I guess I'll be hunting for our door knob things. It probably won't be long till he figures those out too. Which I think is funny because most adults have a heck of a time using them and then a toddler comes along and shows them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days till school. We found out who Taylor's teacher will be. All I've been hearing is great things about her. Taylor is still not looking forward to going back Hopefully things will change by Thursday cause she's going regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the beach tomorrow for, one last before school starts, lake trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-6701055402685264852?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/6701055402685264852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=6701055402685264852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6701055402685264852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6701055402685264852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-knew.html' title='Who knew.....'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-3637001437938308800</id><published>2009-08-23T23:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:22:49.382-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday invitations'/><title type='text'>Phew!</title><content type='html'>One set of birthday invitations done. Thanks Nathan for your hot air and your letter skills. Hopefully the kids will like them. I get giddy making stuff for the parties. I love doing it. And it makes it even more fun the older they get because they appreciate all the work that goes into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is now 4 days away. Where did the summer go? So far Taylor has been saying she isn't looking forward to going back. I was hoping she would change her mind when she went to a birthday party today with all the little girls from her kindergarten class. Could be another emotional drop off. I know many of you probably think it is silly but I feel for my kids or any kid or person for that matter, when I see them so upset. It breaks my heart. I know she is fine once she is in the school. In the next couple of days we should know who's class she is in. I'm excited to find out who will be in her class. It'll be nice to see all the mom's again too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you out there that have kids going to school whether it's the first time or the 12th time, I want to hear how you feel coming up to the start of another school year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-3637001437938308800?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/3637001437938308800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=3637001437938308800' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3637001437938308800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/3637001437938308800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/phew.html' title='Phew!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2386537159147924500</id><published>2009-08-20T17:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:03:44.208-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><title type='text'>Shoulda knocked on wood</title><content type='html'>In my last post I said I didn't have a poop issues. I shouldn't have opened my big mouth. Not only has Spencer had 2 leaks today Quinten has diarreha again so had 2 accidents and not small ones at that. Someone out there must have the same issues and as often. Please, please tell me if you do. I'm getting frustrated. I was almost done the camp laundry. I know camp was over almost a week ago but I've been slow with it. I'd rather play with my kids. And now I have mor poop laundry. Will it ever end? (Picture me pulling my hair out whilst saying that.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2386537159147924500?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2386537159147924500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2386537159147924500' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2386537159147924500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2386537159147924500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/shoulda-knocked-on-wood.html' title='Shoulda knocked on wood'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-8147665916749063410</id><published>2009-08-19T22:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:51:25.475-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>Thanks to everyone that commented on my last post. I'm feeling a bit better about things. And I'm sure I'll be back to posting about the things that a stay at home mom does. For me it's poop. And I'm happy to report no poop issues. Woohoo! So for now I will be planning parties and boy that does not help how I feel somtimes. I don't want to leave anyone out but Taylor especially is getting to an age where we just can't invite every kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Taylor's appointment with an ENT. He saw fluid in the left ear but wants her to go back to the audiologist to see if the hearing has changed. He thinks things should be fine once the fluid disappears. Good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to watching a special on the Octomom. Boy she is sure frustrating. But that's all I'll say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-8147665916749063410?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/8147665916749063410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=8147665916749063410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/8147665916749063410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/8147665916749063410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2441533202257048055</id><published>2009-08-16T17:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:46:53.206-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music camp'/><title type='text'>Back at least for a couple of weeks</title><content type='html'>This summer I feel like I've been gone more than I've been home. We got back last night from Music camp. It was a good week. I think Chris might come for the whole week next year. The last couple of days I got into a bit of a funk. I've mentioned before about my self esteem issues and think they came back into play. It also doesn't help having a lack of sleep. Or the lack of running over the summer. But I vow to make the most out of my life. I might not be that interesting but I have a husband who loves me and kids who love and adore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like that? If so how do you over come it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2441533202257048055?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2441533202257048055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2441533202257048055' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2441533202257048055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2441533202257048055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-at-least-for-couple-of-weeks.html' title='Back at least for a couple of weeks'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-6628051239488289183</id><published>2009-08-06T09:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:52:33.084-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music camp'/><title type='text'>Packing, packing and more packing</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow we leave for music camp. Oh the packing that needs to be done. I'm so not on the ball. You would think that with this weather I would have it all done already and I could sit back and relax. Yeah right. At least the laundry is done, so that's at least 1 thing to cross of the list. If I actually had a list. Anyway I'd better get back at it. Hopefully when I get back from camp I will have some better posts. Man these ones the last few days have been boring. Back to packing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-6628051239488289183?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/6628051239488289183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=6628051239488289183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6628051239488289183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6628051239488289183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/packing-packing-and-more-packing.html' title='Packing, packing and more packing'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-5783119325740184089</id><published>2009-08-05T08:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:52:02.604-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!</title><content type='html'>Today my parents have been married 37 years, if I did the math correctly. For the past few years they have been going to Shakespeare in the park to celebrate. Hopefully the crappy weather disappears for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days till we leave for camp. Man I have a lot to do. Laundry, as always, seems to be the biggest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 2 of the Lobbster children are up and now starts my keep them quiet while Daddy sleeps. I don't miss those days. And I must go warm up, but I refuse to turn on the furnace in the summer months. Sweaters for everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-5783119325740184089?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/5783119325740184089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=5783119325740184089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5783119325740184089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/5783119325740184089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-anniversary-mom-and-dad.html' title='Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-2013752343118845263</id><published>2009-08-04T09:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:56:39.082-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>It's almost that time of year</title><content type='html'>Birthday season is coming upon us. So that means Momma Lobbster has to start the planning process now. Taylor's pool party is booked and Quinten insists that him and Spencer are going to have a hockey party here at home. All fine by me. The one part of birthday season that stresses me is the deciding who to invite. We are at the point where we can no longer have every kid from every family coming. And for Taylor school friends are being added into the mix. So I'm hoping no parent is going to be offended if one of there kids isn't invited. Our kids don't all get invited to all the parties, so I'm pretty sure we are safe. I just don't want to hurt any one's feelings. Please tell me other people feel like this. Argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-2013752343118845263?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/2013752343118845263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=2013752343118845263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2013752343118845263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/2013752343118845263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-almost-that-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s almost that time of year'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-799672389705234237</id><published>2009-08-01T21:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:41:31.405-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nagging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>1 month</title><content type='html'>1 month today Chris, Spencer and I will be heading to Toronto for my baby brother's wedding. I haven't seen him since Christmas and a lot of other family members for a couple of years. It'll be great to catch up and some of them have never met Spencer before. I wish Taylor and Quinten could be coming with us but we just can't afford it. Luckly Spencer is still free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel drained and all you do is nag your kids? I'm feeling that way this weekend. I'm not sure if it's because we're trying to adjust being back to normal after vacation or if I'm just tired from the lack of running. And the nagging. Man I sound like a bag sometimes. Maybe it's a combo of everything plus having more poop issues with both boys this week. It never ends. Someone told me it probably just seems like it happens all the time but it is probably just this week. My answer to that is nope. Poop is my life. It goes beyond the poopy diapers. I really should have stocks in Bissell carpet cleaner. Maybe this week will be better, with planning for music camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm off to find a girly movie to watch seen as Chris is now working again for the day. I won't go into details but he won't be getting a day off anytime soon. I tell you this because I think this plays a part in my nagging of the kids. So I pray that God gives me patience and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night and rest of the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-799672389705234237?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/799672389705234237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=799672389705234237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/799672389705234237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/799672389705234237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-month.html' title='1 month'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-7135610727785114675</id><published>2009-07-31T06:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T06:58:43.885-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='way too early to be up'/><title type='text'>Why am I up this early?</title><content type='html'>It's about 5 to 7am and yes I am up. Not sure why. Chris got up and I could be going back to sleep but no I'm wide awake. Maybe I should take the time to do more laundry. Nah not a good option. Or maybe I'll go lay on the couch and catch up on all the shows we pvr'd while away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any big plans for the long weekend? Not much here. Maybe some deck board screwing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-7135610727785114675?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/7135610727785114675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=7135610727785114675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7135610727785114675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/7135610727785114675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-am-i-up-this-early.html' title='Why am I up this early?'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-175268718532044396</id><published>2009-07-29T14:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:52:36.262-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family time'/><title type='text'>Back Ater</title><content type='html'>We got back yesterday from a 2 and half weeks vacation. It was a fun, family, screaming, pooped, filled vacation. I just can't seem to get away from people trying to parent us or the poop. Taylor and Spencer had been sick when we left and it continued for the first few days of our trip, at least for Taylor. Quinten then got sick our first night. Let's just say over the last couple of weeks we threw out 7 pairs of underwear and 1 bathing suit. And did multiple loads of laundry.&lt;br /&gt;On our first night Spencer decided that screaming might be fun.  At supper a very drunk lady told him to shut up just loud enough for the kids to hear. She then asked us to get him to stop and asked why he was screaming, well Chris being Chris told her we asked him but he didn't answer us, go figure he's 1 1/2. She then told us that we shouldn't go out with him and we should stay home. And that she had 2 one year olds and they never screamed. Well good for you lady go have another. The screaming continued for the whole trip but at least we didn't get parented for it.&lt;br /&gt;It was great to have a week just us a family and then the rest with friends and family in Penticton. Gotta love the close to 40 degree weather. Oh how I miss that.&lt;br /&gt;It is good to be home and getting back into the swing of things. Once I get a good handle on the laundry I'll post pictures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-175268718532044396?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/175268718532044396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=175268718532044396' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/175268718532044396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/175268718532044396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-ater.html' title='Back Ater'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-814107149316055841</id><published>2009-07-10T15:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:18:39.844-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packing'/><title type='text'>Not much new here</title><content type='html'>I wish I had something exciting to write like going to see Kenny Chesney, but I don't. I do know lots of people that do get to see Kenny. Luckys. Instead my day and night are filled with packing and that type of stuff that goes with getting ready for a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 10:15 pm and I started this post awhile ago and am just now getting around to finishing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that when trying to pack a curve ball gets thrown?  What is with my kids and their poop issues? Whether it's playing with it or having an accident or a poop explosion while trying to wash the truck. Yep you guessed it. Luckly no poop on the carseat. So one last load of laundry (fingers crossed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are still awake. I'm thinking they are pretty excited about going camping. Tomorrow, hopefully before noon, the Lobbster Shack will be peeling out of town. Look out open road here we come. I would really like to leave no later than 10am but if you know us we like to sleep in so it could be hard getting everyone going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll be able to post while we are away. If I can't please don't forget about me. I'll be back and hopefully with lots of good stories and pictures to match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the packing. Phew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-814107149316055841?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/814107149316055841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=814107149316055841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/814107149316055841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/814107149316055841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-much-new-here.html' title='Not much new here'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-4046859144067700953</id><published>2009-07-09T21:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:13:03.440-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><title type='text'>Butt Kicking</title><content type='html'>That's what I need. We leave for our holidays on Saturday and I'm just not ready, at all. With Taylor being sick and Spencer having diarrhea plus a wicked diaper rash, I'm having a hard time keeping up with the regular laundry. Hopefully tonight I'll get it under control so that I can actually pack. Good thing the trailer is stocked with everything but a few last minute additions. And then I need to vacuum and clean the bathrooms. Oh and I can't forget to clean out the truck. Might as well start with a clean slate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: What are you doing for summer holidays?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-4046859144067700953?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/4046859144067700953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=4046859144067700953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4046859144067700953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/4046859144067700953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/07/butt-kicking.html' title='Butt Kicking'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-1931883098294955178</id><published>2009-07-08T13:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T13:58:41.856-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dishwasher'/><title type='text'>Please no sharing Taylor, at least this time</title><content type='html'>My girl is sick. Last night she woke up with hives on her chest and back which moved up onto her face and behind her ears. Nothing a little Benadryl and calamine lotion couldn't fix. Then she woke up with a sore tummy. Which was then followed by....well you know. That wasn't going to stop her from going to gymnastics today. It must have been enough to stop her half way cause I got the come pick me up call. Poor kid is like her mama and doesn't want to just lay around but it's what is best. Let's hope she doesn't share these germs. It could make for an interesting start to our vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question for today is when loading a dishwasher which way do you put the cutlery in? Pokey parts up or down? We're a down family, but someone put some sharp knives up and I almost stabbed myself reaching in. Another reason, as well as others, that we put them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-1931883098294955178?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/1931883098294955178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=1931883098294955178' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1931883098294955178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/1931883098294955178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/07/please-no-sharing-taylor-at-least-this.html' title='Please no sharing Taylor, at least this time'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22747941.post-6528415771452715007</id><published>2009-07-07T20:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:47:43.681-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Argh!</title><content type='html'>Do I look like someone who can't parent? Maybe to some but I think I do a pretty good job. So why is it that when I'm right there with my kids others feel the need to parent them. Especially with things we let them do. I know I'm not a perfect parent but seriously let me do it. I could go on and on but I won't. I'll just leave it at that and wait to hear what some of you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note I 2 really good runs this week. Yesterday's was especially good because Taylor came on her bike. Loved that time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also found out today that Taylor has an appointment with an ENT Doctor the middle of August. Hopefully we'll get some answers regarding her hearing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22747941-6528415771452715007?l=lobbsters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/feeds/6528415771452715007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22747941&amp;postID=6528415771452715007' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6528415771452715007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22747941/posts/default/6528415771452715007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lobbsters.blogspot.com/2009/07/argh.html' title='Argh!'/><author><name>Kirst</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04155335329530686561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zVP1tRwyNcM/Sc6p6scp6bI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Hjl1MkX2Oi4/S220/Feb-Mar+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
