<?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-5515205909421244297</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:03:05.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loft Leprakans</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog of a stay at home mom.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-8465523571031336799</id><published>2009-04-18T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:13:34.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTENTION.... I HAVE A NEW BLOG ADDRESS</title><content type='html'>My wonderful and talented husband is a Graphic Designer and he said that he would make a customized blog page for me. I was so excited because he does websites for a living and has done lots of websites for family etc but I have never gotten one. So I was very excited... And I got to choose what I wanted for the theme and colors and everything it was very exciting.  So  anyway I am making this post to direct you to my new address...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://leprakans.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leprakans.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This current blog at blogger will not longer be updated. But you can come on over to my new address and see what is going on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-8465523571031336799?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/8465523571031336799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=8465523571031336799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/8465523571031336799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/8465523571031336799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/04/attention-i-have-new-blog-address.html' title='ATTENTION.... I HAVE A NEW BLOG ADDRESS'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-2257977519784975789</id><published>2009-04-16T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:18:18.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pecans anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SedZuB4hUUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6x0fNIUTsVU/s1600-h/IMG_0614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SedZuB4hUUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6x0fNIUTsVU/s320/IMG_0614.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325323731703255362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SedZe5ynGCI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YmCa-Gct_fQ/s1600-h/IMG_0607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SedZe5ynGCI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YmCa-Gct_fQ/s320/IMG_0607.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325323471832946722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got up and decided to get out today. It's so beautiful a little windy and nippy but still nice. So we put a coat on Kyboo, Chicken said he did not need one and went out for a little walk.  We were headed to beside the little lake behind the Mill where we live. There is tons of pecans on the ground we got some yesterday and decided to pick up some more. Aunt Bekah gave me a yummy recipe for candied pecans and I really want to try it out. I think I have enough pecans now.  So we set out with our Easter Baskets I thought this would be the easiest way to pick them up and we got quite a few. So hopefully I will get to making some candied pecans this afternoon.  =-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SedZKarHv-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/zk35X6-Ynzc/s1600-h/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SedZKarHv-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/zk35X6-Ynzc/s320/IMG_0615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325323119882649570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-2257977519784975789?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/2257977519784975789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=2257977519784975789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/2257977519784975789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/2257977519784975789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/04/pecans-anyone.html' title='Pecans anyone?'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SedZuB4hUUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6x0fNIUTsVU/s72-c/IMG_0614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-1755616376051917615</id><published>2009-04-14T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:43:02.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddie a little angel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeTnLXY-iqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TP2neMeCfmU/s1600-h/Picture+13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeTnLXY-iqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TP2neMeCfmU/s400/Picture+13.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324634841902123682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeTm55FMe9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/VTPBel_PlFs/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeTm55FMe9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/VTPBel_PlFs/s400/Picture+12.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324634541708311506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeTm0vorN9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/o9ghgFbrFKs/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeTm0vorN9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/o9ghgFbrFKs/s200/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324634453273425874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember her family today... our prayers are with them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-1755616376051917615?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/1755616376051917615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=1755616376051917615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/1755616376051917615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/1755616376051917615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/04/maddie-little-angel.html' title='Maddie a little angel...'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeTnLXY-iqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TP2neMeCfmU/s72-c/Picture+13.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-4706007585944097156</id><published>2009-04-14T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:18:38.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Maddie ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeS2czU55AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/m8-IljhOTvw/s1600-h/100_1605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeS2czU55AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/m8-IljhOTvw/s400/100_1605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324581265389249538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeS28jQ6AOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VZW-cdwkB8o/s1600-h/100_1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeS28jQ6AOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VZW-cdwkB8o/s400/100_1752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324581810833326306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeS2tAyb8fI/AAAAAAAAAGA/J0e7yWeQu_I/s1600-h/100_1576_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeS2tAyb8fI/AAAAAAAAAGA/J0e7yWeQu_I/s400/100_1576_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324581543880684018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not really felt like writing a post lately. I have just been so sad this week... The passing of Maddie Spohr has so touched me more then I thought it would. I have been reading up on her to short life and my heart just aches for her mom and dad, Mike and Heather Spohr. We had a great Easter service this past  Sunday but at the end when we were singing all I could do was just cry and think of that poor family. Praying them that God would give them grace during this very difficult time and comfort and touch them somehow.  I almost felt guilty last night as I was going to sleep knowing that my own little girl was safe and sound asleep in our room...she is only 2 days older then Maddie I think this is why this has touched me so much. Maddie reminds me so much of my Kyboo. I hold onto her even tighter and to my Chicken, Mason.  I love them so much and thank God for them.  Today is Maddie's funeral.. and I can't even begin to imagine how hard this will be for her parents.  I am  praying for them continually today.  I keep trying to put myself in their place and how I might handle that and can't even bring myself to mentally go there.  All I can do is pray that God will enfold them and hold them so close and tight and give them peace.  I can't do anything else.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-4706007585944097156?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/4706007585944097156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=4706007585944097156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/4706007585944097156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/4706007585944097156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/04/remembering-maddie.html' title='Remembering Maddie ..'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeS2czU55AI/AAAAAAAAAF4/m8-IljhOTvw/s72-c/100_1605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-6804018774529256588</id><published>2009-04-08T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:15:20.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddie Spohr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sd2EKXzyc-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/b42PZQMPUjo/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sd2EKXzyc-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/b42PZQMPUjo/s400/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322555648346584034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just happened to run across this from a Flylady Twitter.. And I have been so touched and saddened by this story. I think I have been so touched because one she was such a beautiful little girl who looked so full of life and two she is exactly 2 days younger then my Kyboo.... And I just cannot imagine the heartache and grief that this family must be going through.  As I write this I am wiping tears away it's just so sad. I am so thankful for my healthy little girl.... and I love her so much... I could not imagine if anything happened to her. It is at times like that you have to concede that God has a bigger plan and we just don't understand it. My Thoughts and prayers are with this family.... I did not know them but non the less I am saddened by their grief and loss.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out their website below.. also please donate to the March of Dimes on behalf of Maddie Spohr.. There is a banner on their website to donate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.remembermaddie.com/index.php/2009/04/07/madeline-alice-spohr/comment-page-10/#comment-5474&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-6804018774529256588?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/6804018774529256588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=6804018774529256588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/6804018774529256588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/6804018774529256588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/04/maddie-spohr.html' title='Maddie Spohr'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sd2EKXzyc-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/b42PZQMPUjo/s72-c/Picture+8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-7932217272547549920</id><published>2009-03-20T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T07:54:42.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is my calzone.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/ScOuJSSCawI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aiB1EFM4po0/s1600-h/100_1365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/ScOuJSSCawI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aiB1EFM4po0/s400/100_1365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315283459776867074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/ScOuJLZMB7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/gRiGoh1qdWM/s1600-h/100_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/ScOuJLZMB7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/gRiGoh1qdWM/s400/100_1349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315283457927808946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a picture of the yummy calzones I made yesterday for my sister and her family when they came over. They turned out really good.  And also here is a picture of my bread it turned out really good yesterday too. I have a busy day today but I just wanted to post these picture up really quick. =-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-7932217272547549920?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/7932217272547549920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=7932217272547549920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/7932217272547549920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/7932217272547549920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-is-my-calzone.html' title='Here is my calzone.....'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/ScOuJSSCawI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aiB1EFM4po0/s72-c/100_1365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-1251522814811063776</id><published>2009-03-19T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:20:34.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a quick one....</title><content type='html'>I have told myself that I would try and blog everyday well at least every week day.. I got up at a decent time this morning people who know me know I like to stay up late and sleep late. And sad to say I have trained my chickens to sleep late too LOL.. Which I know my husband must appreciate on the weekends.  It lets us sleep later.  But we are having my sister and her 7  kids over for  lunch today...  She home schools all her kids which is really nice because then we can have these afternoon lunch/ play date.   I plan to make calzones today yum.... I make sourdough bread I got the recipe and starter from my mom. So I just use the bread dough and make my calzones stuff them with meat and yummy cheese cook and walah yummyiness wrapped in bread dough. So needless to say I need to get off the computer and get to work. Sigh so guess I will chat at you later.. I will try to post some pictures of my yummy calzones... =-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-1251522814811063776?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/1251522814811063776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=1251522814811063776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/1251522814811063776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/1251522814811063776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-quick-one.html' title='This is a quick one....'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-4678297886139952569</id><published>2009-03-18T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:11:23.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forced Volunteer work...... H. R. 1388</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/ScErIHnzV0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/cZI_CRJT0eA/s1600-h/Obama-free-stuff-all-around--48650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/ScErIHnzV0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/cZI_CRJT0eA/s400/Obama-free-stuff-all-around--48650.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314576453758834498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am riled up today... My husband told me about this bill the H.R.1388- Mandatory Youth Service Bill they are trying to pass. See link below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2009/03/18/house-readies-passage-volunteerism-critics-pricey-forced-service/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now on the outside this sounds great -volunteer work for our youth and teens right? But my friend this is forced volunteer work that is right forced.  So there would be no choice for our  kids now the first thing that comes to my mind is  the Hitler Youth ... they started out "great" I am sure if anything associated with Adolf Hitler could start out "great". But the Hitler Youth continued and soon all other volunteer organizations were funneled into this one group and it was mandatory. And those kids were brain washed and look where that led.. This was not an over night thing the groups started in 1922 and ran until 1945. So I am sure most Americans would be like well hello this is America "that" could never happen "here". Yeah right open your eyes look at the road we are headed down. The first wake up call should of been the school children singing Obama's praises.. see link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gZtthSq-uG8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really fear where this country is headed if we don't wake up and see where they are taking us. We have no checks and balances now the Congress , the Senate and the Executive  Branch are all  being run by the same party.  And with this whole bail out mess I mean come on even many Democrats now are thinking this thing won't work..so we are basically spending our children and grand children's money for what? For them to further their socialistic agenda. I know they blame this whole thing on Bush but really it's done nothing but gone down hill and rapidly since he took office and soon the Democrats will have to take responsibility for all this spending not to even mention the "pork" spending which Obama was never going to let pass he was going to go over it "line by line" . Now what happened to that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I will quit my rant. But honestly people for those of you who voted for your precious Obama and his wonderful "Change" about two years from now when you start to get taxed out the ying yang and all this wonderful "Change" starts to effect you too and your kids. Well we tried to warn you......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-4678297886139952569?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/4678297886139952569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=4678297886139952569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/4678297886139952569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/4678297886139952569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/03/forced-volunteer-work-h-r-1388.html' title='Forced Volunteer work...... H. R. 1388'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/ScErIHnzV0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/cZI_CRJT0eA/s72-c/Obama-free-stuff-all-around--48650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-2834581785778526304</id><published>2009-03-17T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:37:42.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want Chips for Breakfast....</title><content type='html'>These are the words that greeted me when I got up this morning. After Mason was up and dressed he wanted a "snack" this is what he calls breakfast. I mean he knows it's breakfast but I guess to him it sounds edgier like the food will be better if he calls it a snack.  So I was getting him cereal which he has most mornings and yes it's dry because I just can't deal with cereal and milk yet.  And he was like hey mommy I want chips. I was like no we don't eat chips for breakfast. Guess he thought I did not hear him the first time as he is jumping around like  a monkey  they have so much energy as I am trying to drag my butt around getting coffee ready and his snack.   He was like mommy Chips!.. I said Mason didn't you hear me no chips for breakfast.. Then he patted me on the back and said oh yeah you are right Mommy no chips for breakfast. This cracks me up because he is only 3 and can be so diplomatic already. He told me my shirt this morning was pretty.  I am still in my pajamas. Sweet boy. But anyway then that got me to thinking.... how quickly he has changed... and grown. I can't believe he is three already. How do they go from such a tiny baby to such a big boy so quickly...  My mom always told me that time would fly by but it certainly does. In two years he will be in kindergarten and I don't even want to think about that. =-( Seems we want our kids to rush and hurry and walk then hurry and talk then the next thing and the next thing...  it just all goes by to quickly. I wish I could just freeze this age. Because sometimes with all the daily stresses of dealing with the house and both kids you tend to miss the little things.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb-hygqZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/R0kw2p_4Yc0/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb-hygqZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/R0kw2p_4Yc0/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314143974453773298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb-hay0DocI/AAAAAAAAAEA/atFSz20lfBY/s1600-h/101_3590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb-hay0DocI/AAAAAAAAAEA/atFSz20lfBY/s320/101_3590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314143567009259970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb-hajxxM6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/xz8ZphOADwI/s1600-h/101_2561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb-hajxxM6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/xz8ZphOADwI/s320/101_2561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314143562973131682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-2834581785778526304?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/2834581785778526304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=2834581785778526304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/2834581785778526304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/2834581785778526304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-chips-for-breakfast.html' title='I want Chips for Breakfast....'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb-hygqZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/R0kw2p_4Yc0/s72-c/IMG_0116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-7834201938804052951</id><published>2009-03-16T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:36:11.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Monday again but it was a great Anniversary weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb5xwWotMBI/AAAAAAAAADg/mnVxnj9dZRk/s1600-h/100_1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb5xwWotMBI/AAAAAAAAADg/mnVxnj9dZRk/s320/100_1228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313809685867737106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's Monday and here I am trying to get motivated to move for the day. I am definitely not a morning person. I down at least 8 cups of coffee a day which I know is bad but I have this problem with staying up late. Last night it was 2 am before I finally went to sleep. And then of course poor Ben gets roped into staying up late but he does tend to stay up late too. But I can blame part of last night on Kyboo the girl would not I mean would NOT go to sleep.  She has molars coming in poor thing and we would put her down and then she would wake up. Since she and Mason are in the same room I did not want her to wake him up. So anyway I finally gave her some Tylenol and that must of done the trick because she went to sleep finally after that.  Poor baby getting teeth especially the big ones are really hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Miss Priss she is going through this awful NO!!! stage everything is no. HI Kyboo "NO!" she tells you. It's actually quite hard to deal with this stage and it's new to me because I was not home with Mason at this age. So I can see how trying it will be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend was my 11 year anniversary. And my wonderful husband's 35 birthday  we got married on his birthday and of course we always hear the old adage well at least he won't forget your anniversary but no one comments that I tend to forget it's his birthday sometimes. And I feel bad he has to share his day. We did not go out of town this year but we plan to next month.  We really had no clue what to do I mean a dinner and a movie really gets old after a while and movies are $20 for two now and I must be getting old because I actually prefer to watch them at  home. If you have to go to the bathroom halfway through you can stop the movie or lay down if you want can't do that in a theater. So my mom watched the Chickens and we decided to go to ABC for dinner ( Atlanta Bread Company) not a liquor store. And it was very nice it was cold and rainy and we got yummy soup.  Does not sound like a very exciting dinner destination but hey when you  have kids and you finally get to eat alone a McDonald's would be heaven because you don't have to keep you kid from knocking over their drink, your drink or dropping food on the floor or of them talking really loud which they tend to do in restaurants. So anyway needless to say it was VERY nice.  So then we just went to a couple of stores and then ended up at Barnes and  Noble... got some yummy coffee from the Star Bucks and then just sat  and read books ahh it was lovely. So we had a great anniversary. Funny thing was I could not wait to get away from the Chickens but after about 3 hours I really missed them and could not wait to get my hands on them when we got home.  Chickens can be a pain but it sure would be boring without them...... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb5xk63IY6I/AAAAAAAAADY/Qc2BNVHaxzM/s1600-h/100_1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb5xk63IY6I/AAAAAAAAADY/Qc2BNVHaxzM/s320/100_1238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313809489433486242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-7834201938804052951?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/7834201938804052951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=7834201938804052951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/7834201938804052951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/7834201938804052951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-monday-again-but-it-was-great.html' title='It&apos;s Monday again but it was a great Anniversary weekend...'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/Sb5xwWotMBI/AAAAAAAAADg/mnVxnj9dZRk/s72-c/100_1228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-3144794202256100851</id><published>2009-01-20T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:57:49.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new President.</title><content type='html'>So we got a new President today... Now I did not vote for him and do not agree with half of what he stands for but I do respect the office and he is our President now. So I will pray for his Salvation and that he will be a good leader.   But if he raises taxes on us well we tried to warn you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-3144794202256100851?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/3144794202256100851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=3144794202256100851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/3144794202256100851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/3144794202256100851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-president.html' title='A new President.'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-297809050722464207</id><published>2009-01-15T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:02:07.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want is a cape like Batman.....</title><content type='html'>So Mason is now 3 and he got lots of Imaginext Batman toys and of course this means that Mommy and Daddy have had the joy of being Robin .. Yeah fun! LOL but seriously it has been really near seeing his imagination grow and have him carry on little conversations with his Batmen because of course he got more the one. Anyway as I was playing with Robin and Batman  this I wondered why doesn't Robin have a cape like Batman is it because he is just the Boy Wonder I think so anyway. I just thought it was interesting so I started to sing "All I want is to be like Batman and have a cape.". I guess my song was not appreciated because Mason told me to stop LOL! Anyway that has been our morning so far well that a a getting up early because maintenance  is supposed to come and change our filter when . No one knows.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-297809050722464207?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/297809050722464207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=297809050722464207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/297809050722464207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/297809050722464207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-i-want-is-cape-like-batman.html' title='All I want is a cape like Batman.....'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-3773207014731745688</id><published>2008-10-21T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:08:36.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like I am turning into an organic mommy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SP6ZI6FpEzI/AAAAAAAAADA/XBFanZKg2v4/s1600-h/IMG_0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SP6ZI6FpEzI/AAAAAAAAADA/XBFanZKg2v4/s320/IMG_0780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259809793126241074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SP6Y-obGY4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/aadj1kTfuWc/s1600-h/IMG_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SP6Y-obGY4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/aadj1kTfuWc/s320/IMG_0894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259809616585712514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am turning into one of those mothers that is like I make my own bread. I stay at home. I nurse my kids until they are over a year old and now the latest.. My good friend had her baby in a sling. And I was like hum how does that work for you. She said she really likes it she currently has two other small children 4 and 2 and it is hands free. She does not have to tote around a heavy carrier try to hold on to the stroller and the two other kids.  So I in my ingeniousness decided to make my own .. I had a stretchy blanket cut it up sewed it back together and tried it out for the first time today.  It was great... we walked Kyra fell asleep on the way home walking it was so cute....=-) So I find a real one on ebay today and it's normally $60 and I got it for $22.50 I was sooo excited. hehe yeah I am an organic mommy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-3773207014731745688?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/3773207014731745688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=3773207014731745688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/3773207014731745688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/3773207014731745688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-like-i-am-turning-into-organic.html' title='I feel like I am turning into an organic mommy!'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SP6ZI6FpEzI/AAAAAAAAADA/XBFanZKg2v4/s72-c/IMG_0780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-6583609560711167716</id><published>2008-10-18T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:11:50.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I am 30 and it's not to bad!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey so I am having an awesome birthday... My parents took me to breakfast and my dear husband kept the Chickens.  So I got home in the late afternoon and then put the Chickens down for a nap and then going out to dinner and possibly a movie at 5. Yeah so it's been a good day... And since it's my 30th birthday I wanted a cake so Mason and I made one... And I am going to put 30 candles on it hahahah... Anyway it's been a pretty darn good day yeah!!!! Love my honey and my Chickens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-6583609560711167716?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/6583609560711167716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=6583609560711167716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/6583609560711167716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/6583609560711167716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-i-am-30-and-its-not-to-bad.html' title='Well I am 30 and it&apos;s not to bad!!!'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-7664552339562607095</id><published>2008-10-16T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:42:22.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh.. 30 is creeping closer</title><content type='html'>Well it's Thursday and on Saturday I turn 30... yes I am very depressed about it. Not like all of a sudden I will look 10 years older but  it's much more traumatic not being in your 20's anymore when you have been for the last 10 years. Besides it's like you can't pass for younger you are 30!! 30.. Sigh Oh well I really should not be depressed I was reading online and lots of message boards were saying how 30 is depressing for people who are not married or don't have children. Well I have been married for 10 years and I have two children a 2 year old and almost 1 year old. Well, at least that is done.. LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I plan to have a better day today this morning was still rough ... I am not a morning person and unfortunately my children are so you can see how that can cause a problem. I am a total grump until I get my coffee in me. Ah does not help that we dont' go to bed until 1.  Ben and I have gotten into the habit of going to bed so late because it's like once you get the the kids down you don't want to go to bed... Oh well.. It can just be a cycle..... WEll today will be better as 30 creeps closer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-7664552339562607095?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/7664552339562607095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=7664552339562607095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/7664552339562607095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/7664552339562607095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahhh-30-is-creeping-closer.html' title='Ahhh.. 30 is creeping closer'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-8552229949833432739</id><published>2008-10-15T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:49:46.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spread the Wealth aka Socialism</title><content type='html'>So I just got done watching the debate and I thought that McCain did pretty good.  Let's face it though Obama is very slick and a great speaker.  This whole thing about him wanting to spread the wealth is just downright scary.  I mean it's like when you were in school and you worked really hard you did your homework did not stay out late and party etc and got a very well earned A+ but Sally beside never took notes never did her homework and stayed out late with her friends every night and when it came time to take the test she blew it. And got a D- but the teacher decided to "spread the wealth" and took part of your A+ and gave part of your grade to Sally so now you both get a C+  now that is not fair and it certainly does not motivate Sally to study and work harder because she will get a passing grade anyway.  That is how I view this whole spread the wealth and that is called Socialism.  Oh well all you can do it Pray... and pray and pray that Obama will has a miss step at every turn. I am praying that McCain will win not because I think he is so great but because honestly Obama scares me to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the flip side of all this the panic, the recession, the whole mid east thing , terrorism and the fact that we could get Obama... well God is in control and I was thankful for my prayer meeting tonight. I had a very rough day with Mason ahh he was a bear.. Ben had to work late I felt yuck did not feel like going to church getting the kids out by myself. The car needed coolant when we got downstairs but I am so glad I made the effort because it was so refreshing. They were talking about how God is in control... comparing our Faith in God to the Ark .. Noah .. was in the ark But God did not forget about him... Jesus is in God and we are in Jesus and Jesus is in us.. So we just need to focus on him in this storm like Peter did in the storm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-8552229949833432739?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/8552229949833432739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=8552229949833432739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/8552229949833432739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/8552229949833432739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/10/spread-wealth-aka-socialism.html' title='Spread the Wealth aka Socialism'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-3548412960135813492</id><published>2008-10-09T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T10:00:18.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Frustrated..........</title><content type='html'>I so sympathize for single parents.  Not that I can even really relate.. But this past weekend.... my husband went on a men's retreat so I had my kids for 24 hours by myself and boy was I exhausted when Ben got home....and then on  Sunday he was gone for like 3 hours... And then he worked late on Monday night, then had men's Bible study on Tuesday night and then we had church last night... And my patience is just gone with my children... I hate that but Mason sometimes can just push my buttons!!! I hate feeling this way but I yell more I have no patience I am a lot snappier with him and everytime I lash out I feel horrible. Poor little guy!!!  I just feel like I need a break and that is so hard sometimes...oh well.  I suppose it will get better....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-3548412960135813492?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/3548412960135813492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=3548412960135813492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/3548412960135813492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/3548412960135813492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-frustrated.html' title='So Frustrated..........'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-1328408551097131439</id><published>2008-09-10T13:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:06:58.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SARAH PALIN YEAH BABY!!!</title><content type='html'>Love the new VP choice Sarah Palin and all I have to say is that Obama better watch out.... I am addicted to Fox News right now.  Enjoyed watching the RNC and the DNC can't wait until the VP  debates more then anything.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News flash from Fox News. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Carolina Democratic chairwoman Carol Fowler sharply attacked Sarah Palin today, saying John McCain had chosen a running mate ” whose primary qualification seems to be that she hasn’t had an abortion.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That nasty old mean women Carol Fowler.  She is an ugly person..I mean literally.. inside and out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-1328408551097131439?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/1328408551097131439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=1328408551097131439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/1328408551097131439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/1328408551097131439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah-palin-yeah-baby.html' title='SARAH PALIN YEAH BABY!!!'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-2836817860058244510</id><published>2008-08-29T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:35:57.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF...</title><content type='html'>So Ben and I actually got to go out tonight with some other couples with our church yeah!!! It was so nice getting to go out and not have to cut up food or tell someone to sit down please be quite no you can't have that don't wave your knife around. It was just nice... we got to walk downtown get coffee after dinner it was just really nice and on those rare occasions when you actually get away from your children you are so happy to leave to them to just have a breather and you joke oh yeah my kids etc. but at the end of the night when you are on your way to pick them up you are so excited to get your hands on them again and it's only been like 4 hours away from them. And you are so excited to take them home then you realize how much fuller your life is with them. And you are just so in love with them and our honey for giving them to you. =-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-2836817860058244510?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/2836817860058244510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=2836817860058244510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/2836817860058244510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/2836817860058244510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/08/tgif.html' title='TGIF...'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-1432069573962250143</id><published>2008-08-28T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:04:41.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday... yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLawaC6GaSI/AAAAAAAAACw/3WRepyfG3Vw/s1600-h/photo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLawaC6GaSI/AAAAAAAAACw/3WRepyfG3Vw/s320/photo-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239569177995798818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLawMZR2RAI/AAAAAAAAACo/f-boQeT3284/s1600-h/photo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLawMZR2RAI/AAAAAAAAACo/f-boQeT3284/s320/photo-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239568943482815490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better today a little more uplifted... it has been a tough week we have had soo much rain and been stuck inside with Mason and his cast. But as I have been going over this week in my mind it has really not been bad we have our routines. Getting up etc  Kyra is getting so big and playing so good on the floor she LOVES music which is sooo adorable whenever she gets music to play on one of her toys she will shake her head back and forth like she is going with the tune. It is funny because we have not bought her any toys because since she and Mason are so close in age we already had TONS of toys from him can you say OVERBOARD but it's interesting to see how she plays with some things more then he did.  He has this one VTECh toy that he hardly ever played with when he was over a year old and she is already playing with it and not even a year old. I do wonder if the old adage that girls learn faster is true. So then I have to think well I have enjoyed and gotten to see things with her that I never got to see with Mason because I was working... So even though sometimes I get down and sad because I am at home.. and the more I read on the internet about some other stay at home mom's I think getting a little lonely , bored and down just comes with the territory.  Well that is the down side  the up sides is I have gotten to see Kyra crawl , roll over and pull up for the first time. I would go to pick up Mason from daycare and I had an awesome daycare and they would say oh today he is crawling... So I have it pretty good... =-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-1432069573962250143?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/1432069573962250143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=1432069573962250143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/1432069573962250143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/1432069573962250143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/08/thursday-yeah.html' title='Thursday... yeah!'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLawaC6GaSI/AAAAAAAAACw/3WRepyfG3Vw/s72-c/photo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-2190071848383387838</id><published>2008-08-27T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:36:28.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Election.....</title><content type='html'>Ahh my husband has had the STUPID Democratic thing on tonight and it's driving me nuts... I can't stand politics  I know it's really important and all.... I just can't stand to hear the pure drivel that comes out of their mouths I'm sure you can tell from what I"m writing that I am a Republican... Ug but Bill Clinton was speaking tonight and he had nothing to say but man they were going NUTS I mean NUTS  for him..... I mean honestly get over the fact that Barak Obama however you even spell his name is black he has NOOOOO experience none what so ever. Now I don't really like McCain that much honestly but mean it's like great these are our choices but he is sooo much better then Obama.. Now Obama scares the absolute you know what out of me. Oh well all I can do is pray daily that he loses Obama that is and I am.. I have been praying that gas prices would come down and they have ... I need to keep that up.. Like the Bible says nothing with God is impossible. Thank goodness. =-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-2190071848383387838?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/2190071848383387838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=2190071848383387838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/2190071848383387838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/2190071848383387838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/08/election.html' title='The Election.....'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-6098772261722345842</id><published>2008-08-26T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:10:43.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh.....</title><content type='html'>This is kind of how today has been  ... It has rained and rained and rained. I love the rain but it has almost been to much. I think it's because I have been cooped up in the house for like the last week and a half. Mason broke his leg a week ago and it has really confined us. It's hard for me to go out by myself with Mason and Kyra. She can't walk and he really can't walk either. He can limp along but is not that stable and walks slow and is super heavy when you have to carry him and Kyra...  I just feel blah today oh well I will just chalk it up to the weather but I'm feeling rather like a maid lately. &lt;sigh&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-6098772261722345842?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/6098772261722345842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=6098772261722345842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/6098772261722345842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/6098772261722345842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/08/bleh.html' title='Bleh.....'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-4426016921043543287</id><published>2008-08-25T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:57:11.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's</title><content type='html'>Monday's the dreaded word... The beginning of the week where work or school starts all over again.  I remember when I was little I would dread Sunday night because the next morning was School it's not that really the week was so bad once you started it .. it was just the starting of it that was so hard. Then once you start working Monday's are even worse... ahhhhh then you really dread them. But then you have to work and you have kids now that truly sucks. You never feel like you have enough time with your kids when you work and you send them to daycare not to mention you have to get up SOOO much earlier then when it was just you.. You have to make sure that diaper bags are packed lunches are made and if it's a baby that bottles are ready. Then you have to get them all headed out the door to their daycare and be to work by 8..Of course by the time you get to work you are stressed hoping you are not late you have not had your coffee at least I had not I always took it to work with me and you just sat there and stared at your computer for the next 2 hours trying to wake up. And let me tell you I am not a morning person so those awful people you want to throttle first thing in the morning that are like "Good Morning!" I hated people like that because you really had to say "hi" back and I never felt like talking after what I had been through every morning. AHHH But now the flip side. Being at home Monday's mean just that daddy won't be home today and that always makes us sad. But they don't hold the dread they used to at all. Now the struggle is to just get Mason breakfast before I have had my coffee... haha well after looking back at all those Monday mornings I really have nothing to complain about now do I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-4426016921043543287?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/4426016921043543287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=4426016921043543287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/4426016921043543287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/4426016921043543287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/08/mondays.html' title='Monday&apos;s'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-1616201423176862838</id><published>2008-08-24T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T14:28:31.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the .......</title><content type='html'>Ok so I sit here on my laid back Sunday afternoon and I get to be in charge of the TV for once. ( There is no Nascar Race on this afternoon we always get to watch that...Oh the joy) Anyway so I am watching I love the New Millennium on VH1...why? Because I just love these shows... there was I love the 80's which I don't remember that much of I love the 90's which I do remember and I love the 70's which is just hilarious but I really don't remember.. So anyway you know get hooked on one year and then in the next show it's the next year and you are just hooked and before you know it 3 hours have passed.  So loving husband Ben was like um... can like go to Furman and walk around or just do something.. I was like ummm because I really want to finish watching my I love the New Millennium.... I am only on 2003..sigh... He was like you want to finish watching your stupid show huh? I was like well in a little bit maybe. I  mean come on he watches cars go around a track over and over and over again EVERY Sunday  but I understand. Oh well he just does not share my love of the I love... serious just as I really don't share his love of Nascar......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-1616201423176862838?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/1616201423176862838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=1616201423176862838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/1616201423176862838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/1616201423176862838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love.html' title='I love the .......'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-3613848934793687497</id><published>2008-08-24T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T10:29:22.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Afternoon.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLGaPZ8-PBI/AAAAAAAAACg/p5ugsNzavDc/s1600-h/photo-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLGaPZ8-PBI/AAAAAAAAACg/p5ugsNzavDc/s320/photo-10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238137431063936018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLGaJGxBn9I/AAAAAAAAACY/BMnXxgP2URA/s1600-h/photo-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLGaJGxBn9I/AAAAAAAAACY/BMnXxgP2URA/s320/photo-9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238137322834337746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Sunday afternoons.... my husband is home for the weekend and it's just restful and nice. Afternoon naps . It's just a great lazy day....not to mention the great church service we have that morning. We go to an awesome church LifePoint and it only has Sunday morning service which is really nice because the day can truly become a family day of relaxation.  I am sitting here blogging while feeding Kyra my 9 month old.. We are all done eating but she is still trucking along.. they just eat slower and have so much fun doing it.  So hopefully after she is done we can get her and Mason down for those coveted afternoon naps and Ben and I can rest a little ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-3613848934793687497?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/3613848934793687497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=3613848934793687497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/3613848934793687497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/3613848934793687497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunday-afternoon.html' title='Sunday Afternoon.....'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLGaPZ8-PBI/AAAAAAAAACg/p5ugsNzavDc/s72-c/photo-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-9021195454755154358</id><published>2008-08-23T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T15:13:13.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband the artist  =-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLCLT9uxshI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xIBL_MlnR9I/s1600-h/photo-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLCLT9uxshI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xIBL_MlnR9I/s320/photo-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237839541736419858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of my husband he is a graphic designer  and works for a marketing agency. But he was an artist in high school and he has recently started to paint again.  My 2 1/2 year old Mason and I had so much fun sitting in the window of our loft watching my husband put on the finishing touches to his latest painting and here is a picture of it .... I think it's great and I'm so proud of him.... =-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-9021195454755154358?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/9021195454755154358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=9021195454755154358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/9021195454755154358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/9021195454755154358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-husband-artist.html' title='My husband the artist  =-)'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SLCLT9uxshI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xIBL_MlnR9I/s72-c/photo-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-6517086760857186056</id><published>2008-08-22T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:03:22.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah.... all is quite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SK9v3gFveMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qC_Tl8e8XC8/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SK9v3gFveMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qC_Tl8e8XC8/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237527890952681666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so quite and peaceful to have both Chickens in bed and it  still be fairly early in the evening. My husband and I don't exactly know what to do with ourselves. It's 9 and they are both in bed  quite .....We always try to get them in bed but something always seems to come up and it's always such a production. Brushing of the teeth going potty changing diapers and then I have to nurse the baby girl right before she goes to sleep so it's like a 30 to 45 minute process. It was 10:30 last night  and Mason my 2 1/2 year old was still awake in his bed ..... oh he is soo manipulative.. I made cookies late last night and he was like oh my tummy hurts and he wanted bread. So of course his daddy let him have bread and I let him have a cookie. Yeah he's the oldest and a boy we are kind of soft on him.   He is just so darn cute and the thing is he knows it  too which does not really help much. So he totally uses it against you especially when he puts his little arms around your neck and says " I love you, Mommy".   Oh well I am just going to enjoy my quite evening. Hear that......... exactly nothing..... =-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-6517086760857186056?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/6517086760857186056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=6517086760857186056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/6517086760857186056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/6517086760857186056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/08/ah-all-is-quite.html' title='Ah.... all is quite.'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SK9v3gFveMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qC_Tl8e8XC8/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515205909421244297.post-2087635431078858006</id><published>2008-08-22T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:49:31.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being at home ...sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I am a stay at home mom now.... and have been for 5 months and wow it has been quite an adjustment. A lot rougher then I ever thought it would be... I have a beautiful 2 1/2 year old boy and a 9 1/2 month old girl and my little boy just goes non stop. I love him to death but sometimes ahhh I could just scream it drives me nuts the mommy all the time mommy this mommy that. And I get frustrated and irriated then I feel guilty .... I think surely I am the only mother who feels this irritated by her own child. Then when I let him watch tv to keep him occupied because I dont' feel like playing Legos with him then I feel guilty too. I wonder if I am the only one? I am so thankful to get the chance and opportunity to stay home so thankful... but sometimes I miss work sometimes I miss bringing home a paycheck and being able to talk to adults all day long. And not have to deal with poop and pee and snotty noses and the crying and the always mommy mommy mommy  mommy. And only one can talk right now soon it will be two. &lt;sigh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then on Monday mornings when I roll over in bed after my husband gets up at 7 and both Chickens are still sleeping and I can go back to sleep for two more hours. It's not so bad.. I just have to push through and try to enjoy these endless days of my two beautiful crazy chickens.  LoL I will survive. =-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515205909421244297-2087635431078858006?l=leprakans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/feeds/2087635431078858006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5515205909421244297&amp;postID=2087635431078858006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/2087635431078858006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515205909421244297/posts/default/2087635431078858006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leprakans.blogspot.com/2008/08/being-at-home-sigh.html' title='Being at home ...sigh'/><author><name>Leprakans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03473708917909578755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m17n3dC9jS8/SeSwhNEl-CI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bs7v3OTz-dY/S220/100_1752.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
