<?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-9022015448626042012</id><updated>2011-10-12T17:12:46.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mohr's World</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about the Mohr's</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-5030180462680673659</id><published>2011-04-14T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T09:46:26.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiggly Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Logan had his 6 month check up at the dentist last week. I was surprised and shocked to hear that he has several wiggly teeth. The dentist says to expect him to lose them within the next month or so. This definitly brought tears to my eyes! Now when we brush he plays with the wiggly teeth and now wants to eat corn on the cob all the time. My little man is growing up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-5030180462680673659?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/5030180462680673659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2011/04/wiggly-teeth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/5030180462680673659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/5030180462680673659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2011/04/wiggly-teeth.html' title='Wiggly Teeth'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-5689867510624111587</id><published>2011-01-12T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T06:25:19.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 5 year old and Donkey Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This past weekend we went on a overnight trip to Denver to visit some friends. They got a Wii for Christmas and had the Donkey Kong game. Logan loved that game but did not get to play alot because there were 2 other boys that he had to share with. When we returned home, Logan and I went to Blockbuster to rent the Wii game. Logan started playing Saturday night and since it was the weekend we did not really limit his time on the Wii. We only let him play either the ipad, Wii or DS for 1 hour on the weekdays. So he started playing the game on Saturday evening. I have to admit that I was pretty addicted to it as well. I got a call at work on Monday and it was Logan very excited. He beat the ENTIRE game. I could not belive it. It is a hard game and he is not even 5 yet!! So impressed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-5689867510624111587?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/5689867510624111587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2011/01/almost-5-year-old-and-donkey-kong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/5689867510624111587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/5689867510624111587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2011/01/almost-5-year-old-and-donkey-kong.html' title='Almost 5 year old and Donkey Kong'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-1552801431213783220</id><published>2011-01-05T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T09:50:44.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has been a while since I have blogged. So much has happened but I am going to try not and go back so far that I forget important things. I am just going to pick back up at Christmas Time. This year Christmas was very special for us because Logan is finally old enough to know alot about the season and to be very excited. November 26,2010 (Black Friday Holiday for me) started the season. I went at 2:30am in the morning to stand at Wal-mart with my sister in order to get her precious purchases (I was finished shopping). I love the crowds and the excitement of it all!! We ended up shopping until around 9:00am. This day was also special because it was Marc's birthday. So I went home freshened up and we took Marc out for his birthday. After celebrating, we arrived home to put up the Christmas Tree. Logan was sooooo much fun decorating this year and insisted that some things be a certain way. So, the Christmas season began!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st Saturday in December we headed with Kylie and TJ to the Parade of lights downtown. We do this tradition with Kylie every year and have done this for the past 4 years. Wow it was cold this year but great fun!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSttsEwIEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3-uCllAFUXs/s1600/parade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558758840518844482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSttsEwIEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3-uCllAFUXs/s320/parade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every Year on December 12 it is a tradition for our family to get Starbucks then drive around and look at Christmas lights. This year we began in Stetson Hills then ended up at a church that does a drive through light display. Logan loves this display every year. The church member put the names of the kinds on the side of the car and as you drive through the characters (Santa, grinch etc) say hello to your child by name. It is always so fun to do this with him and to see the look on his face when Santa knows his name. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few days later, we picked up TJ and headed to the Electric Safari at the zoo. We always love this event and have gone every year for the past 4 years. It is great fun for our family. They do such a wonderful job at the zoo making all the lights look so pretty and the attractions kid friendly and not scary. We renew our membership every December and will continue on with this tradition.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSt6EPmMLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Z4csJcPoRM0/s1600/electric.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558759053165211826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSt6EPmMLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Z4csJcPoRM0/s320/electric.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Cookie time!!! Logan and I made Christmas cookies and had a blast doing it this year. It is getting so much better with age!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took the last day of school off for Logan's Holiday Party. It was so much fun being able to participate (Marc usually does) in the party at school. We had a blast. After that we got some lunch and went to Manitou Springs to the penny arcade. What a great day!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Logan came with me to work for our Holiday Party. I was a little worried because he came with me at 6am in the morning and I thought he would be really tired and cranky all day, but he stuck it out like a trooper and had lots of fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Eve is always a busy time trying to fit everyone in. We spend Christmas day with just the 3 of us so we have to fit everyone else in on Christmas Eve. We started this about 4 years ago and have been so happy that we decided to spend family time on Christmas day. Get to stay in PJ's and play with toys all day and not have to worry about leaving. We LOVE IT!! Christmas Eve morning started at Kylie's house. We had a wonderful lunch then the boys opened presents. Oh no......what did Logan get?? Nothing else but Cruncher the dinosaur. I have never seen a child hug his present that was in the box before. It was awesome!! Marc and I then had to fight with the huge box's that the trampoline and enclosures are in and get them in the car without them being seen. We then took them home and were too lazy to get them out of the car so we just switched cars. LOL!!!We spent most of the day at Kylie letting the boys play then headed over to Marc's mom's for dinner and more presents. After that, we went home, and we have yet another tradition. Logan gets to open 1 present (christmas pajamas, a christmas book and slippers). After doing so we put cookies out for Santa took a bath and headed to bed. Santa did not have much work at all to do this Christmas. Santa brought a bow and arrow, a HUGE pillow pet, Stinky the Garbage Truck and the biggest gift of all, a trampoline (yes the big one). Noting to be put together right now? Wow. Did not know what do do with my self!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSuMLump1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/4t6nItvh89U/s1600/christmas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558759364411959122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSuMLump1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/4t6nItvh89U/s320/christmas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas morning was a treat!!!Logan woke up jumping on the bed all excited and ask his dad to go downstairs and check and see if Santa had came. We make him do this every year so that Marc has time to get downstairs and get the tree on, music on and video camera ready. So Santa came and Logan ran downstairs. He was thrilled and so excited. he played with the stuff Santa brought him then it was on to opening presents. I went overboard like I do every year and he opened presents FOREVER. LOL. We spent the rest of the day enjoying a wonderful prime rib lunch and playing with toys!! Good thing I got lots of Wii games :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSuht4Bm3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/eBAcVwx19UY/s1600/christmas%2Bmess.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558759734355532658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSuht4Bm3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/eBAcVwx19UY/s320/christmas%2Bmess.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSuxrJzoFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3uKs5vNt0NI/s1600/christmas%2Bfun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558760008502714450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSuxrJzoFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3uKs5vNt0NI/s320/christmas%2Bfun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall, it is memories like these that are so much fun looking forward to!! I cant wait for the next memory!! NEXT STOP: Birthday Central! I have a almost 5 year old already planning and running things :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/9022015448626042012-1552801431213783220?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/1552801431213783220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/1552801431213783220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/1552801431213783220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TSSttsEwIEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3-uCllAFUXs/s72-c/parade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-6244623596457020993</id><published>2010-09-10T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:45:39.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Where oh where should I plan for our big vaction in March over Spring Break?  Thinking the beach somewhere.  The following places came to mind and now pricing out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;* Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;* Ft Myers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;* Destin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;* San Antonio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;* Bahama Cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Choices, Choices..........better find something soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-6244623596457020993?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/6244623596457020993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/09/next-vacation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6244623596457020993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6244623596457020993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/09/next-vacation.html' title='Next Vacation'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-6457519999954507053</id><published>2010-09-10T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T11:06:49.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky Sox Kids Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpFsdhegBI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9Dg0ZOxfUy0/s1600/62264_1505380269370_1080163415_1444671_6133514_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515297323810193426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpFsdhegBI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9Dg0ZOxfUy0/s320/62264_1505380269370_1080163415_1444671_6133514_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpFo-wrcDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kFG41AzWi0U/s1600/59129_1505379589353_1080163415_1444668_98731_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515297264012849202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpFo-wrcDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kFG41AzWi0U/s320/59129_1505379589353_1080163415_1444668_98731_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpFkga6eCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HQ2KKB3KMN8/s1600/59129_1505379389348_1080163415_1444663_891983_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515297187149019170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpFkga6eCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HQ2KKB3KMN8/s320/59129_1505379389348_1080163415_1444663_891983_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since Logan was a baby, we have enjoyed the Sky Sox games. Logan loves baseball!! We have been buying ticket books every year. Every year we have signed Logan up for the Sky Sox Kids Club. This is an excellent club. The kids that are signed up, get a t-shirt, get in free to every Sunday games and get to run the bases at the Sunday games. This year they did a family evening where all the kids and their families got to run the bases and stay on the field for pictures, catch etc. This was a really fun day for us!! Cant wait until next season!!&lt;/div&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/9022015448626042012-6457519999954507053?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/6457519999954507053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/09/sky-sox-kids-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6457519999954507053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6457519999954507053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/09/sky-sox-kids-club.html' title='Sky Sox Kids Club'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpFsdhegBI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9Dg0ZOxfUy0/s72-c/62264_1505380269370_1080163415_1444671_6133514_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-3584856660528690547</id><published>2010-09-10T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T07:45:31.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Balloon Glow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEgpO_W7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/8SJLRD0Zu5U/s1600/new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515296021283822514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEgpO_W7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/8SJLRD0Zu5U/s320/new.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEYjNwnAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2jPcP7A7ySo/s1600/60258_1505366029014_1080163415_1444605_7895181_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515295882229095426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEYjNwnAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2jPcP7A7ySo/s320/60258_1505366029014_1080163415_1444605_7895181_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEUOy3scI/AAAAAAAAAFI/rzZSwGkzLCo/s1600/60102_1505334028214_1080163415_1444375_415612_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515295808028127682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEUOy3scI/AAAAAAAAAFI/rzZSwGkzLCo/s320/60102_1505334028214_1080163415_1444375_415612_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEQubMweI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kBt-RpwJQ0g/s1600/59262_1505359228844_1080163415_1444570_1397115_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515295747799302626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEQubMweI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kBt-RpwJQ0g/s320/59262_1505359228844_1080163415_1444570_1397115_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEMfTaNGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/AoeaRSlqJUo/s1600/58772_1505361388898_1080163415_1444582_1195049_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515295675020620898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEMfTaNGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/AoeaRSlqJUo/s320/58772_1505361388898_1080163415_1444582_1195049_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since Logan was a little baby we have enjoyed the balloon glow every year. What a nice tradition with our family! This year the Kelly family joined us. We got out to the park early and staked out our spot. We had a great picnic and the boys all had fun playing around. It was a great evening!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/9022015448626042012-3584856660528690547?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/3584856660528690547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/09/memorial-day-balloon-glow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3584856660528690547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3584856660528690547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/09/memorial-day-balloon-glow.html' title='Memorial Day Balloon Glow'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TIpEgpO_W7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/8SJLRD0Zu5U/s72-c/new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-9165102810058219284</id><published>2010-08-31T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T11:18:39.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First homework Assignment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We looked into Logan's school folder and found out that we had a homework assignment to do. Marc and I just laughed and commented on how long it has been since we did homework and now we were starting all over again. The assignment was a cut out person that you were to make look like yourself. You were to get a mirror to study all the features of your face and then make the cut out look like you. You could use any supplies that you wanted. Parents were encouraged to participate. Logan and I headed to Hobby Lobby to get some supplies. He was so excited to be able to be a part of the decision making process. We bought some papers for shorts and shirts and shoes then we bought some string for the hair and buttons for the shirt. We headed home and after eating dinner the 3 of us sat down to make his picture. It was actually alot of fun. We studied the mirror and mom tried out her crafting abilities (I sucked!). After all was said and done, Logan was very excited of the person that he had made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TH1GqgnmyTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2NBpjmcn0-s/s1600/logan+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511639215095859506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TH1GqgnmyTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2NBpjmcn0-s/s320/logan+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-9165102810058219284?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/9165102810058219284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-homework-assignment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/9165102810058219284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/9165102810058219284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-homework-assignment.html' title='First homework Assignment'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TH1GqgnmyTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2NBpjmcn0-s/s72-c/logan+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-6612067545749997376</id><published>2010-08-20T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T08:01:13.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's First Day Of Pre-School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It It came and it went...........Logan's first day of pre-school.........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TG6Wk6C7O2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KAO4TTMRaMk/s1600/loagan+1+day+of+school+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507504955121679202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TG6Wk6C7O2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KAO4TTMRaMk/s320/loagan+1+day+of+school+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday August 10,2010 6:30am - Wake Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke Logan up and told him it was time to get ready for school and his face lit up with excitement. He jumped out of bed and headed downstairs and watched his cartoons and drank milk while I made his special day breakfast. Breakfast was Dinosaur Pancakes and Dinosaur Eggs. He was thrilled. After breakfast it was time to get dressed for school. Logan put on his special outfit that we picked out together for his first day of school and grabbed his backpack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;PICTURE TIME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course Daddy went crazy with the pictures and we have tons from that morning. We took about 15 minutes of pictures with me pacing back and forth looking at the time. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heading to school Logan was so excited and kept smiling and laughing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;SCHOOL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived to school and waited outside of Logan's classroom for the door to open. Me, I could feel the tears building up but tried to keep them under control. Logan stood next to us looking a bit nervous but still excited. Finally......the door opened. We were told to sign our child in then the child would go and sit down at circle time where you would tell them goodbye....Signed Logan in....proceeded to the circle time rug.....he sat down, other kids were screaming and he was looking at them and I was thinking to myself "please dont let him get scared". I bent down, gave him a kiss and told him I was proud of him and loved him. Logan said" mom it is ok, dont cry I love you" of course here come my tears. I held it together. Daddy said goodbye and we walked out of the class leaving our child sitting in circle time. As we were walking away, I heard "mommy"....I turned around and he blew me a kiss. This was it. I held it in long enough. Here come the tears.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marc and I went to the car and I cried all the way to Starbucks. I am sure the people in Starbucks thought I was crazy. We headed home and I was still crying. I took a 20 min nap and woke up crying yet some more. Then, the tears stopped. It was all better and ok.....Marc and I went and did a little shopping and had a great time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;THE PICK UP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was time to pick Logan up. I was thrilled. Marc and I paced with other parents outside the classroom waiting for the door to open. Finally....it opened again......We were told to sign our child out then they would call his name to come to us......Ms Jennie said "Logan" and he ran over to us soooo excited and hugged us and told us he had a great time. Once again the tears filled my eyes. All the way to lunch he told us about his day was and how much fun and how much he had learned in the first day. His choice for lunch was Red Lobster. All the staff knew it was his first day and catered to him in every way possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall it was a tear filled day, but a day that was great for all of us. We will cherish and remember the first day he started school forever!! He continues to amaze us at all he is learning and he has only been 4 times. He has many friends and talks about them all the time.....Great experience!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TG6XMqRfgUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zmEQDjo2RVE/s1600/loagan+1+day+of+school+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507505638082576706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TG6XMqRfgUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zmEQDjo2RVE/s320/loagan+1+day+of+school+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TG6Xd0ZMQSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/j9MCsqiGLqA/s1600/loagan+1+day+of+school+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507505932857000226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TG6Xd0ZMQSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/j9MCsqiGLqA/s320/loagan+1+day+of+school+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9022015448626042012-6612067545749997376?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/6612067545749997376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/08/logans-first-day-of-pre-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6612067545749997376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6612067545749997376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/08/logans-first-day-of-pre-school.html' title='Logan&apos;s First Day Of Pre-School'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TG6Wk6C7O2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KAO4TTMRaMk/s72-c/loagan+1+day+of+school+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-730592239413449689</id><published>2010-08-06T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T06:04:37.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Toilets and Sinks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy am I emotional these days!!  We headed to "meet the teacher" night at Logan's pre-school.  My sister made fun of me before leaving because I told her that I did not think I could emotionally handle walking into the school.  She said to "suck it up and to take one for the team".  She said "it is not like he is going into the military".  She also said "we make fun of parents like you sometimes" So I decided to be strong.  I walked into Logan's classroom and met Ms. Jennie, Logan's teacher.  I was very pleased with the classroom and the surrondings.  The aides seem to be WONDERFUL.  I decided that I would get Logan adapted to where everything was in the classroom.  We walked around and looked at things and I ALMOST teared up at the circle time area but I kept it cool.  I then saw the door to the bathroom and decided that I better show him where the bathroom was so he could get familiar.  I opened the door and saw 2 stalls in this small bathroom.  I turned the light on and saw the little toilets and the little sinks with the soap on the wall so they could reach it.  This was it.  I lost it.  I started crying like a big baby in this little bathroom.  Marc consoled me and said it would be ok, but I just thought it was funny that little sinks and little toilets would be the thing that triggered my emothions that day......Oh and just to let you know.........My strong sister teared up a little bit on TJ's first day of Kindergarden(even though he is in her class)!  Guess she will have to make fun of herslef    :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-730592239413449689?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/730592239413449689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-toilets-and-sinks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/730592239413449689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/730592239413449689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-toilets-and-sinks.html' title='Little Toilets and Sinks'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-3121900668074348472</id><published>2010-07-30T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T08:25:26.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>Approaching time for school, (August 10 is Logan's first day of school.....)I thought that I would blog a little about our summer....... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a fun filled Summer and did various activities around Colorado as well as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;CHEYENNE MOUNTAIN ZOO&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of time this year at the zoo as we do all the time, but it is getting so much funner the older Logan gets and you can see the excitement in his face as well and all the stuff he is learning. He can tell you stuff about animals that I never knew &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;. He was able to feed the bats this year and that was a very exciting experience for him. He loves to ride the pony's at the zoo. I just wish that they got a longer ride! We visited the zoo several times this year with his best friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; and Logan met in Soccer at the YMCA one year ago. After that they played t-ball together and have met up for zoo and play time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. Just recently the boys went to the Fire Station Open house and of course had a blast. It is really cool to know that Logan made a friend on his own. Growing up that's for sure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLWys4GF5I/AAAAAAAAACw/sCpPl5pcvl0/s1600/xanderlogan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499694261501040530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLWys4GF5I/AAAAAAAAACw/sCpPl5pcvl0/s320/xanderlogan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLXCmCsdUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WcuxQwM1GIs/s1600/las+vegas,zoo+june+2010+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499694534544356674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLXCmCsdUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WcuxQwM1GIs/s320/las+vegas,zoo+june+2010+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LAS&lt;/span&gt; VEGAS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; we headed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas. I am just so amazed at how family oriented &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas can actually be. We arrived to Vegas and checked into our hotel room (New York New York). We paid for Marc's mom to go so that she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;d be&lt;/span&gt; our babysitter at night. This was well worth it. The first night we went and ate at Nathan's hot dog's in the New York New York. Really good food! We then went and walk the strip at night so Logan could see all of the lights. His face lit up. It was pretty awesome seeing him look around at everything. We then went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NYNY&lt;/span&gt; game facility called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coney&lt;/span&gt; Island. This was a awesome place for kids!! Logan had a blast and won lots of prizes..We then headed back to the hotel room, got Logan a bath and ready for bed then Marc and I headed out on the town. Did a little gambling, a few drinks, and won won won :) Not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; for us. Needless to say we came home with more than we took. The next day was my birthday and we headed out.....Marc and Logan went to the pool and Karen and I headed over the the half price ticket booth. We purchased tickets for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Medievil&lt;/span&gt; Times dinner show for that evening. We headed back to the room and got the boys and went exploring. Logan got to meet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Spongebob&lt;/span&gt;, Woody and Buzz and some M&amp;amp;M characters. We ate at game stop and of course played games there. We went to M&amp;amp;M world, and of course went over to the Lion Habitat at the MGM. Logan at a blast there seeing how much he loves animals. We headed back to the room and got ready for the show. the show was great and Logan loved it!! After the show we went back to the arcade that Logan LOVED (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coney&lt;/span&gt; Island at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NYNY&lt;/span&gt;). He had a blast that evening. We then went back to the room got him ready for bed and Marc and I went back out and did some more gambling. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sooooo&lt;/span&gt; MUCH fun!! The day day was departure day and before we went we had a wonderful breakfast and then Logan chose to go back to the arcade. Great trip!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLZY3M_DkI/AAAAAAAAADI/Yy9AFoasBBA/s1600/las+vegas,zoo+june+2010+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499697116131298882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLZY3M_DkI/AAAAAAAAADI/Yy9AFoasBBA/s320/las+vegas,zoo+june+2010+028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLZEawzHNI/AAAAAAAAADA/fUo8xvn-Hsk/s1600/las+vegas,zoo+june+2010+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499696764899499218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLZEawzHNI/AAAAAAAAADA/fUo8xvn-Hsk/s320/las+vegas,zoo+june+2010+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;FATHER'S DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother's Day and Father's day have so much more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meaning&lt;/span&gt; when the kids get older. It is just so great to hear Happy Father's Day all day long from your precious son. This year we went the the Sky &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sox&lt;/span&gt; Game for Father's Day so that Logan and Daddy could play catch on the field. They had a awesome time. Afterwards we ended with a great BBQ.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLl860O8lI/AAAAAAAAADY/o6OWprhQf4s/s1600/circus+and+sky+sox+and+we+golf+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499710929716048466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLl860O8lI/AAAAAAAAADY/o6OWprhQf4s/s320/circus+and+sky+sox+and+we+golf+088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;CIRCUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The circus get so much fun year by year. We have gone to the circus every year since Logan was way before 1 year old. He loved it this year and got to meet all the performers in the Circus. It is a great annual event for our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLmstA4anI/AAAAAAAAADg/i9cx5qQsU1k/s1600/circus+and+sky+sox+and+we+golf+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499711750644722290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLmstA4anI/AAAAAAAAADg/i9cx5qQsU1k/s320/circus+and+sky+sox+and+we+golf+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;GOLF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marc Logan and even myself sometimes have been playing golf this summer. It has been a fun family activity and Logan is really good at golf!! Me not so much :) Logan &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; got the chance to go to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PGA&lt;/span&gt; SR gold tournament with Marc that was held in Parker Co. They both had a great father/son time and got lots of autographs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLohEIkivI/AAAAAAAAADo/06IBgjYOleQ/s1600/circus+and+sky+sox+and+we+golf+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499713749715815154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLohEIkivI/AAAAAAAAADo/06IBgjYOleQ/s320/circus+and+sky+sox+and+we+golf+109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLpA8hQ7AI/AAAAAAAAADw/hyb0uOl3qBE/s1600/pga+2+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499714297427717122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLpA8hQ7AI/AAAAAAAAADw/hyb0uOl3qBE/s320/pga+2+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HIKING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of hiking this summer and Logan LOVED it. We went to Helen Hunt Falls on Mother's day then have been to several other hiking destinations. I love hiking with my son. he points out things to me that I never really notice stuck in the adult world. I love seeing the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;suroundings&lt;/span&gt; through his eyes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLpsdqbPDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hfpk9aksmuA/s1600/logan+in+denver+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499715045058886706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLpsdqbPDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hfpk9aksmuA/s320/logan+in+denver+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;DENVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took several weekend trips to Denver and stayed at the Embassy Suites each time. We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; it there. Very family oriented. We visited the Nature and Science &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Museum&lt;/span&gt; and it is one of Logan's favorite destinations. We are thinking about getting a membership there for next summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLrXTNOMvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tVdxBMA6RFo/s1600/logan+in+denver+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499716880498045682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLrXTNOMvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tVdxBMA6RFo/s320/logan+in+denver+051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WATERWORLD&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Kim came and v&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;isited&lt;/span&gt; us from Oklahoma for a few days. We headed to Denver and went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;waterworld&lt;/span&gt;. The boys had a blast. This is the best place for kids and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt;. It was so fun! We then checked into our hotel room at the Sheraton on the 16&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; street mall. We headed out to the mall and how dinner at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gumps&lt;/span&gt;. After &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gumps&lt;/span&gt; we took a lovely ride on a horse and carriage at 16&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; street. The boys had a blast with their Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kimi&lt;/span&gt; and of course ended with a trip to Toys R Us to restock :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLsyE7xaCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/i7UaFlm9lpI/s1600/38946_1403909290676_1020683866_30929958_4132500_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499718440034854946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLsyE7xaCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/i7UaFlm9lpI/s320/38946_1403909290676_1020683866_30929958_4132500_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with my little "baby" starting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school in 1 week, I reflect on everything that we have done all summer.  From the things mentioned about to M&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;anitou&lt;/span&gt; just walking around, fishing, Estes Park, riding his bike to the park, picnics, swimming and hanging with great friends and family.  My promise to Logan and to our family is that even though now I will be planning &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;activites&lt;/span&gt; around school, I will still be planning.  We will have amazing summers to come and will always top the previous ones :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLZEawzHNI/AAAAAAAAADA/fUo8xvn-Hsk/s1600/las+vegas,zoo+june+2010+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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&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/9022015448626042012-3121900668074348472?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/3121900668074348472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3121900668074348472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3121900668074348472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/TFLWys4GF5I/AAAAAAAAACw/sCpPl5pcvl0/s72-c/xanderlogan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-2964479996218837417</id><published>2010-07-08T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T09:17:39.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness is SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so this is the sickest that I have EVER been.  This just really sucks.  Started while I was in Vegas and had really bad headaches and sore throat.  I managed to make it till we got home.  I attempted to go to work and felt like crap.  I called the doctor at 8:30am and they could not see me till 3:45pm that same afternoon.  I ended up going home.  Snuck in the house so that Logan did not see me and went to bed.  I slept until 3:00 and left for the doctor.  I was told in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; office that I had strep throat, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tonsilitis&lt;/span&gt; and dehydration.  I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;given&lt;/span&gt; antibiotics even though I could not even swallow my own spit let alone a huge pill.  I went home and attempted to take the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;medice&lt;/span&gt;.  I choked on the pill because I could not get it down.  I ended up having to go to the emergency room to have a shot of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;penicillian&lt;/span&gt; since I could not take my medicine.  This has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; the worst that I have ever been with this stuff.  I received a message last night from the doctor stating that my throat culture came back and I also have strep rash.  Strep rash is when you have strep throat so bad that you can get a rash from it.  Funny thing is that I have not rash.  The doc said to watch out for it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; if it appears then I will need another shot and possible IV.  I hate this and want it to be over!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-2964479996218837417?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/2964479996218837417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/07/sickness-is-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/2964479996218837417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/2964479996218837417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/07/sickness-is-sick.html' title='Sickness is SICK'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-2527070579586913595</id><published>2010-06-28T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T05:43:44.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Baby</title><content type='html'>I was asked by Marc if I could take a few days off of work for a birthday Surprise.  I said yes and last night I was told that we are heading to Vegas TONIGHT.  We are taking Logan and my mother in law so that she can babysit.  I am so excited because Logan is gonna have a blast!!!!  There is so much for kids to do there and I have always wanted to have Logan take advantage of that stuff!  The daytime is for Logan and the nightime for mom and dad lol....We are staying at New York, New York and I always wanted to stay there!!  So excited!  As of 3:30 I will be on the plane.  Wooo Hooo!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-2527070579586913595?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/2527070579586913595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/06/vegas-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/2527070579586913595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/2527070579586913595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/06/vegas-baby.html' title='Vegas Baby'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-8493704720331686100</id><published>2010-03-30T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:10:12.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan and the Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funniest Quote from Logan last night..............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were looking at the stars and Logan says "that star is Grandpa, that star is Nana and that star over there is Michael Jackson"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-8493704720331686100?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/8493704720331686100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/03/logan-and-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8493704720331686100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8493704720331686100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/03/logan-and-stars.html' title='Logan and the Stars'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-6719626610253257062</id><published>2010-02-17T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:07:54.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan School Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ok so I am getting a little out of order here.  I wanted to wait to post Logan's bday party pic's when I had time to upload them.  Last night we went to Pre-School Roundup.  Yes, I am gonna be that parent that has a breakdown for sure.  I was ok until we got into the parking lot and that is when I started tearing up.  Keep in mind this was just for testing and not for actual school.  I dont even want to think about that day.  We walked into the school and just seeing him in the school hallway made me tear up.  Marc kept asking if I was ok or not.  I managed to get it together and we walked into the testing room  and of course Logan introduced himself to everyone in the room.  They did some testing with Logan and was really impressed that he could count to 50.  They said that he did not qualify for any special needs for pre-school.  Actually they said he was on a Kindergarden level and did not recommend pre-school at all.  However, Logan will go to pre-school because I do think it is important for him to be there with other kids since he never went to daycare.  The teachers also said that they were glad I did not waste 2 years on pre-school since he has more knowledge then most other's that are there.  That made me feel great as a parent because obviously we are doing something corrctly.  Logan is all signed up and we are waiting for the lottery to be announced.  We sould get a call on March 12 letting us know if he was picked or not.  Our first choice school was Remington that is right by our house.  2nd choice was Springs Ranch and 3rd Choice was Stetson. I love the fact he is going to be in a school environment and not necessarly a daycare environment that we have seen in the past. I cant wait for the call, or can I?????   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-6719626610253257062?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/6719626610253257062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/02/logan-school-testing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6719626610253257062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6719626610253257062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/02/logan-school-testing.html' title='Logan School Testing'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-8446724631829468345</id><published>2010-02-17T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:57:54.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/S3wDyMXRB4I/AAAAAAAAACo/9gDBtNcd9CY/s1600-h/16946_1304812735307_1080163415_915386_2167546_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439226610803869570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/S3wDyMXRB4I/AAAAAAAAACo/9gDBtNcd9CY/s320/16946_1304812735307_1080163415_915386_2167546_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Christmas was soooooo fun this year. Logan had a blast and it was so fun seeing the look on his face each day that he took the chocolate out of his advent calendar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We started new traditions this Christmas as well as keeping some of our childhood traditions alive. Santa was very good to Logan this year and he meade lots of great memories. He still talks about Christmas to this day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-8446724631829468345?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/8446724631829468345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8446724631829468345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8446724631829468345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/S3wDyMXRB4I/AAAAAAAAACo/9gDBtNcd9CY/s72-c/16946_1304812735307_1080163415_915386_2167546_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-5249625006230911885</id><published>2010-02-17T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:52:40.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Nana/Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/S3wCbwXJEsI/AAAAAAAAACg/JRFKyxvjavQ/s1600-h/Nana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439225125818405570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/S3wCbwXJEsI/AAAAAAAAACg/JRFKyxvjavQ/s320/Nana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;October 13,2009 I lost a big part of me and a big part of Logan. My mom passed away. No words can express how great of a mom and a nana she was. She loved her family very much and would do anything for them. The evening she passed away, Kylie gave her CPR. I admire Kylie for being able to do that as I was not even able to go over there until they removed mom from her room. Kylie is very strong and took excellent care of my mother. She did something that I was not able to do and that makes her a hero to me. I hope one day she realizes the care she gave to our mother. I miss my mom everyday and wish that I could see her one more time. People tell me it gets easier with time, but I can honestly say that it does not. Hopefully time heals but nothing will bring back my mom. I cherish the times I did spend with her and will keep those memories alive for Logan. I miss you mom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-5249625006230911885?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/5249625006230911885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-nanamom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/5249625006230911885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/5249625006230911885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-nanamom.html' title='Goodbye Nana/Mom'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/S3wCbwXJEsI/AAAAAAAAACg/JRFKyxvjavQ/s72-c/Nana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-2727006289192660374</id><published>2010-02-17T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:45:41.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind on Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I have been really behind on Blogging.  I do enjoy blogging but it feels like everything has all happened at once lately and blogging became a chore.  Now that things are settling down I am going to try and catch up.  Slowly but surely!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-2727006289192660374?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/2727006289192660374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/02/behind-on-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/2727006289192660374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/2727006289192660374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2010/02/behind-on-blogging.html' title='Behind on Blogging'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-7374543511445701414</id><published>2009-10-05T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T06:32:27.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Round 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, we went back to Ft Myers FL again for our 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; trip this year.  Hoping to do another one before year end.  Here is what we did..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Friday...........Got into Ft Myers and settled in the house.  Had to turn water etc back on.  Got some groceries and got ready for our vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday.........We decided to take it kinda easy this night since we had a long trip on Friday.  We got up and had breakfast then set out to the Shell Factory.  This is a pretty cool place.  It has a huge shopping place where you could buy any shell you could think of.  They also had a nature park which was the highlight of this place.  We got to watch the alligators getting fed and pet a baby alligator.  They had lots of other animals there as well.  They also had a whole dinosaur area set up with huge dinosaurs.  This was a fun place!  Afterwards we found a awesome wing place and got Logan's favorite "chicken wings.  Afterwards we headed back to the house and went swimming in the pool.  I love the pool there.  It is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; nice.  We then decided to order a pizza from this GREAT place called "A little taste of New York".  It was yummy!  We put Logan to bed because Sunday was gonna be a filled day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday............We got up and ate breakfast and headed to the beach.  We went to Ft Myers beach and found a small secluded area with only like 3 other people there.  It was very nice.  The water was a little more cloudy than previous visits but it was still like bath water.  We spent the day there then at lunch time headed to the beach city to eat.  We ate at a place right on the water and got to sit outside.  We then talked Logan into heading back to the house to rest a little bit.  We went back to the house and had drinks since it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; hot.  We then went and jumped in the pool to relax.  After doing that we decided to go back to the beach for the sunset.  Logan had bought a boogie board earlier that day so he was excited to use it at the beach.  We went back to the beach and it was AWESOME.  It was beautiful put and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; peaceful.  Logan got on his boogie board and at one point &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; stood up on it.  He would be a GREAT surfer if we lived there!  After that we went and had dinner at a place called the Crab Pincher.   We ate there when we were there in  May and it was one of my favorites.  We then went home and put Logan to bed.  It was a fantastic day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Monday...........We went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sanibel&lt;/span&gt; Island.  which is a island near Ft Myers with white sand and blue water.  This Island is known for shelling.  The water again was not as blue but beautiful.  Logan found lots and lots of shells and even 2 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sand&lt;/span&gt; dollars.  He was way thrilled.  We then went and ate lunch at Jimmy Buffets Cheeseburger in Paradise.  That was a yummy place!  We headed back to the house to rest up for a few minutes.  We headed back to Ft Myers beach and the boys rented a jet ski.  Of course me being a mom was scared to death the see my baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;on the&lt;/span&gt; jet ski with his dad.  They were flying up and down the ocean and I was so scared.  There were dolphins swimming beside them.  i thought that was the neatest thing ever.  Logan came back to shore and was thrilled he LOVED it.  I am glad they had a great time doing that!  After that we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; on the beach and watched the sun set again.  We then went and got take out and went home and ate.  Everyone was pretty tired &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; he eventful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tuesday............Departure day............We woke up and had breakfast and went down to the pool.  We spent most of the day at the pool because Marc and I were able to clean and pack the night before when Logan went to bed.  it was nice to be able to relax in the pool before heading home.  We left for the airport at 5pm.  Right when we got on the plane and before taking off, Logan fell asleep.  He slept the full 3 hours to Dallas.  We got to Dallas and he was refreshed.  I am glad that he does so well on planes now.  He is a pro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;overall we had a FANTASTIC time and Ft Myers is our home away from home!  It is nice to have a home to go to when we want to vacation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-7374543511445701414?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/7374543511445701414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/10/florida-round-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/7374543511445701414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/7374543511445701414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/10/florida-round-2.html' title='Florida Round 2'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-1015300718451764805</id><published>2009-09-08T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T06:05:52.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 years ago today I married my best friend.  Life has been full of ups and downs, but what counts is that there have been more ups than downs :)  Happy Anniversay Marc!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-1015300718451764805?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/1015300718451764805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/1015300718451764805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/1015300718451764805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-3997475060950792486</id><published>2009-08-28T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T06:38:11.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip To The Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/Spfc-tU2XZI/AAAAAAAAACY/uIXAgclF7M0/s1600-h/Logan+Penguins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375007650167020946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/Spfc-tU2XZI/AAAAAAAAACY/uIXAgclF7M0/s320/Logan+Penguins.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So something really cool happened when we spent the day at the zoo. We were looking at the penguins and the zoo keeper came up to Logan and asked him if he would like to feed the penguins. His eyes lit up and he shouted "yes pelase". I was shocked. This is not a everyday thing! The zoo keeper took us back in the small room. He pulled out a bucket that was filled with fish and a clip board. He showed Logan how to feed the fish to the penguins by holding them in the middle and handing the fish to them head first. He then told Logan that while Logan fed the penguins he was going to write down on the clip board how much each penguine ate. All penguins are labled on their legs with their names. The zoo keeper opened this little blue door and all of the penguins came running up to Logan. He sat there and fed all of the penguins their fish. The zoo keeper then gave him a mini tour of the kennels that the penguins sleep in. He let him stand partially in the exibit to feel the temperature. They are African penguins, so the temp was the same as it was in the room. It was an AMAZING experience and of course Logan can't stop talking about it!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-3997475060950792486?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/3997475060950792486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/08/trip-to-zoo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3997475060950792486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3997475060950792486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/08/trip-to-zoo.html' title='Trip To The Zoo'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/Spfc-tU2XZI/AAAAAAAAACY/uIXAgclF7M0/s72-c/Logan+Penguins.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-6943231311542997344</id><published>2009-08-20T06:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T06:25:36.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Dinner's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is so funny that I am even writing this.  For the past 3 months Marc has been going to Dream Dinners &lt;a href="http://www.dreamdinners.com/"&gt;www.dreamdinners.com&lt;/a&gt; with me to prepare our meals for the month.  We went last night and had a blast.  It is so fun making the ingredients together.  He takes it so seriously.  We had a blast last night and can't wait till next month :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-6943231311542997344?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/6943231311542997344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/08/dream-dinners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6943231311542997344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6943231311542997344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/08/dream-dinners.html' title='Dream Dinner&apos;s'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-798685033981974757</id><published>2009-08-19T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:09:39.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golfing With Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SowHgSCwyKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kWfj4ZHojTI/s1600-h/Logan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371676706726791330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SowHgSCwyKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kWfj4ZHojTI/s320/Logan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Logan LOVES to go golfing with Daddy and Marc LOVES to take him. They go all the time and I have joined a few times. It is GREAT family fun. Logan is actually really good. He makes it in the whole most of the time and when he does not he pouts about it lol. Here is our little golfer...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/9022015448626042012-798685033981974757?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/798685033981974757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/08/golfing-with-daddy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/798685033981974757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/798685033981974757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/08/golfing-with-daddy.html' title='Golfing With Daddy'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SowHgSCwyKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kWfj4ZHojTI/s72-c/Logan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-3795656505389351696</id><published>2009-08-12T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T05:57:45.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Beach................</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I am so excited to write this post!!!  Marc's Uncle passed away in July.  His house was left to his mom and aunt.  They are unable to keep the house due to it being so far away and the up keep.  The house is in Ft Myers FL beach. They are planning to put the house on the market next year.  Marc and I decided that we should take another vacation out there since we love that place so much and we have a place to stay!!  We got on priceline last night and got our plane tickets for the end of September, so back to the beach we go!!!  I can't wait and of course Logan is sooooooo excited!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-3795656505389351696?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/3795656505389351696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3795656505389351696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3795656505389351696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-beach.html' title='Back to the Beach................'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-8613608156050152744</id><published>2009-07-27T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:49:37.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's Friend Xander</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know this is silly to be weepy about but I honestly did get weepy...............back when Logan was in soccer he made a friend named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt;.  He would always talk about him and call him his "best friend".  After soccer we started T-ball and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; and Logan were on the same team.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; invited Logan to his 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party.  Logan was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; excited.  When I saw Logan opening the invitation to his party, I seriously teared up.  yes Logan has friends that he adores.  I guess what I teared up about is that this is his first friend that he made on his own and that we did not know the parents beforehand.  This is his first friend that he made.  I know that sounds really silly, but all of the friends that Logan had (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; he loves) are kids of our friends.  We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Xander's&lt;/span&gt; birthday party on Sunday and Marc and I were actually a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; because we did not know ANYONE (except &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Xander's&lt;/span&gt; wonderful parents) there.  Everyone was really nice and Logan had a BLAST playing with all his new friends.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; and his family live really close to us and are member of the YMCA so we will be getting together more.  heck they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;may even&lt;/span&gt; go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school together :) I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what it made me tear up but I feel like we have reached the age where he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;starts&lt;/span&gt; making friends and it makes me sad that he is not little anymore.  However that being said, this is an AMAZING age and I love all the the milestones he is making.  So, here is to more friends and more memories that come along and make me cry :)  I will post pictures from T-ball with Logan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; and a couple of the birthday party.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-8613608156050152744?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/8613608156050152744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/07/logans-friend-xander.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8613608156050152744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8613608156050152744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/07/logans-friend-xander.html' title='Logan&apos;s Friend Xander'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-8891682941570235357</id><published>2009-07-13T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:54:30.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Uncle John</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We received a call from Florida on July 2 that Marc's Uncle John passed away in his sleep.  He had not been to work in 2 days and the hotel where he worked at for 25 years sent a police officer to the house to check and they found him in bed.  It was extremely devistating to our family since we were just there 2 months ago visiting him and had a amazing trip.  To that, we are thankful.  He lived a great life and took care of his mother until 3 years ago when she passed away.  I am gld to have known him and to have spent time with him.  He was such a great son, brother and uncle.  He will truely be missed.  Marc flew to Florida on July 7 and came home july 12.  We decided not to make Logan make the trip because it would not be very much fun for him.  Alot of sitting around and taking care of things.  I took the week off of work and spent time with Logan.  The funeral was nice and Marc got to meet up with some family members.  His mom stayed in Florida to take care of some legal issues.  To our surprise, Marc was left in charge of just about everything down there and will have to make other trips to discuss legal issues.  We miss you Uncle John!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-8891682941570235357?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/8891682941570235357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-uncle-john.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8891682941570235357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8891682941570235357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-uncle-john.html' title='Goodbye Uncle John'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-7062462419159518939</id><published>2009-05-18T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:20:23.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Trip To The Beach...............</title><content type='html'>We are back from Florida. What an A-M-A-Z-I-N-G trip!!!! We left on the red eye and we were kinda scared how Logan would do, but he did GREAT. He slept the whole entire way. We arrived in Florida at 9am. We had the whole day ahead of us and to top it off it was Mother's Day! We got our car and went to Marc's uncle's house and had breakfast. We then went and checked into our hotel and decided to take a little nap. The hotel is amazing. this is where Marc's uncle works and we had the room for free for the entire week. It opened up to the pool that had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tiki&lt;/span&gt; bar that was right beside it. There were tons of palm trees &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surrounding&lt;/span&gt; the pool. It is such a great atmosphere. After nap, we went back to his Uncle's house to enjoy the pool. It was such a beautiful day. The water felt great. After swimming we had Mother's Day dinner at his uncle's house. We then went back to the hotel to turn in and to get ready for the next day.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday...........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach Time!!! Beach Baby Logan was all ready to go. After breakfast we set out to Ft Myers Beach. It was about a 7 minute drive from the hotel. Not bad at all. We got to the beach and put up&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; our&lt;/span&gt; umbrella and towels and enjoyed the water. Logan had a blast. We went shelling and hung out in the water. We stayed for about 3 hours then decided that we needed to get some lunch. We went to this awesome beach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;resturant&lt;/span&gt; that was on the beach and had lunch. After lunch we walked around some shops, then let Logan go back in the water 1 more time. We headed back to the hotel and hit the pool then got ready for dinner at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; Steak House in Ft Myers. Long day at the beach and in the sun.........bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday.............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up and enjoyed the pool in the morning then got ready to head to San Isabel island. This island is known for shelling. We got there &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and the water was bright blue and the sand was white. There were shells everywhere. We set up our &lt;/span&gt;stuff and headed into the water. it was great. you could reach your hand down and come up with a hand full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shells&lt;/span&gt;. Logan brought home tons of shells. We spent most of the day there and then decided to head back. On the way back we stopped at one of the many outlet malls. Of course I hit the Coach store and drooled over everything then whined the rest of the day that I HAD to have a certain purse. I think that it may just be waiting for me for my birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I might have "accidentally" seen a receipt.&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;resturant&lt;/span&gt; called the Shrimp Shack. It was so good! Logan did not have a nap so after the dinner we went back to the hotel to give him a bath and get him ready for bed. Marc and I were secretly glad that he was sleepy so that we could spend some quality time together. We got Logan to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt; and spent time on the porch (right outside the door we could hear Logan) having drinks and great conversation. Had to hit the bed to get ready for Wednesday.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday.............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up and ate breakfast at the hotel. We left the hotel and went to Ron Jon's surf shop. Marc had been dying to go there. We got a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;souvieners&lt;/span&gt; and then head down to Ft Myers Beach. We had reservations for the Pirate Cruise. This is a kids cruise that specialized in kids activities. They did face painting, dancing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;treasure&lt;/span&gt; hunts and games. Logan had a blast. He loved it. before the cruise we ate on the water and it was beautiful. After the Cruise we went back to the beach area where Marc treated me to a henna tattoo. I got a dolphin on my foot. Needless to say the following day i got sunburned on my feet and now you cant see the tatoo.  We headed back to the hotel to give Logan a nap and to get ready for date night. Marc's Uncle got us tickets to a dinner show. We dropped off Logan at his Uncle's house, the headed out. We arrived and had dinner and then the show was "The Wedding Singer". It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun and it was great having quality time together. After the show we went to a wine/cigar bar. It was fun. I got a martini and he got a beer so no wine there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. We returned and picked Logan up and headed to the hotel........bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up and headed down to Ft Myers Beach. We had a 11:30am appointment...........for........parasailing. It was absolutely amazing. They took us out on a small transfer boat which took us out to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;parasailing&lt;/span&gt; boat. We harnessed in and took off for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;parasailing&lt;/span&gt;.The boat took off and we shot up in the air. it was so fun. i love it and I am addicted to it now. We were in the air for about 20 minutes then the boat slowed down and dipped us in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; then we shot back up. We dipped again then went back up in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;air&lt;/span&gt; for about 10-15 more minutes. I am so glad that we did this. It was a GREAT experience. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;parasailing&lt;/span&gt; we stayed at the beach a few more house to give "beach baby" more time in the water. After spending time in the water we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;went&lt;/span&gt; shopping at some of the stores by the beach. After shopping we went to eat at "Crab Pincher". The food was so good. Afterwards we went back to the hotel to hit the pool then to pack so that we were ready to go on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday..............departure day :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up and went to the pool then took our showers and headed to the airport. the flight home was long, but Logan did really well and he slept all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are home now and are seriously thinking about moving to Florida. It would not be any time soon, maybe a 5 year plan? the cost of living is great out there and I really want beach baby to grow up by the water. Overall it was a great trip with my family and I would not trade being with both of them on a family vacation for anything int he world. I will post pictures when I get them!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-7062462419159518939?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/7062462419159518939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-trip-to-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/7062462419159518939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/7062462419159518939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-trip-to-beach.html' title='Our Trip To The Beach...............'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-3553593656339841723</id><published>2009-05-07T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T07:58:07.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading to Florida..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We leave Saturday for Florida for a whole 6 days.  I can't wait!  I really need the relaxation.  This should be a pretty low key trip since California 2 months ago was jammed packed!!!  Pictures and stories to come after the trip!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-3553593656339841723?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/3553593656339841723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/05/heading-to-florida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3553593656339841723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3553593656339841723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/05/heading-to-florida.html' title='Heading to Florida..............'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-8931776402496864317</id><published>2009-05-01T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:42:08.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Night At The Baseball Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SfsYFQdGIpI/AAAAAAAAACI/E55Jzits2pY/s1600-h/Logan+and+Daddy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330881062518530706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SfsYFQdGIpI/AAAAAAAAACI/E55Jzits2pY/s320/Logan+and+Daddy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SfsX_NTNc2I/AAAAAAAAACA/0T2hqIHeIZg/s1600-h/logan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330880958592545634" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SfsX_NTNc2I/AAAAAAAAACA/0T2hqIHeIZg/s320/logan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SfsX6y9Hb3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/1aGcssF1eFY/s1600-h/Logan+and+Daddy.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All 3 of us love the Sky Sox Baseball games. We got game booklets this year and plan to go a whole heck of alot. We have already been twice since the begining of April. So much family fun! Here are a few pictures from our fun night last night! Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/9022015448626042012-8931776402496864317?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/8931776402496864317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-night-at-baseball-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8931776402496864317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8931776402496864317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-night-at-baseball-game.html' title='A Fun Night At The Baseball Game'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SfsYFQdGIpI/AAAAAAAAACI/E55Jzits2pY/s72-c/Logan+and+Daddy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-5601252245028446959</id><published>2009-04-13T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:00:33.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009 Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a great Easter weekend we had!  I got to start my weekend with Friday off  for Good Friday.  I went and took care of making my dream dinners then headed to pick up mom to celebrate Easter with her.  Our new thing with the exception of Christmas is that for holiday's we will spend the day before or the couple of days before with our families then the actual holiday will be just the 3 of us.  This is working out so well and things are so stress free!  This way, Logan gets to not be so overwhelmed on the actual holiday and he can enjoy it.  So, first up was my mom.  I picked her up after dream dinners on Friday.  We had some errands to run and we took her with us.  We had planned to make dinner but decided on a late lunch instead.  We went out for lunch then went back to our house so that she could give Logan his Easter basket and watch him find a few eggs.  We took her home later that evening.  On Saturday, Logan had a soccer game and the Easter bunny was going to be at the YMCA before the game.  We left early and went to the Y and let him take a picture with the Easter bunny.  He was so funny he just jumped right up and sat on his lap and said "monkies" (instead of cheese) when his picture was taken.  Logan had his soccer game then we headed over to Karen' s(Marc's mom) for Easter there.  We had some lunch and Logan did another egg hunt and Karen gave him a Easter Basket.  We headed home so that we could get Logan ready for bed cause the Easter bunny had to do it's thing :).  Logan went to bed and Marc and I got to relax and stay up a little bit together which is something that we rarely get to do.  We put the basket and all his stuff that would not fit in the basket like his skateboard and hot wheels sets (hopefully will have pictures soon) beside the basket.  It looked like Christmas in the living room. Marc then hid the eggs in the house because we knew there would be snow in the morning.  That morning Logan woke us up at 7:30 am (which is really early for him) saying "come on come on the Easter bunny came",  so we had to run downstairs.  Marc went first and grabbed the camera so he could get Logan's expression when he made it down the stairs.  Logan had so much fun with all his new toys and hunting eggs AGAIN.  We had planned on going to the Sky Sox game that day and they were going to have a huge easter egg hunt but with all the snow it was cancelled.  They will postpone for another day so that will be good.  We made lunch (ham, mashed potatos, green beans, deviled eggs, and rolls).  We all then took a nap!  After the nap we took Logan outside to play in t e snow.  It was a weird snow.  The snowballs were really hard.  Over all we had a FANTASTIC family weekend and none of us are tired since we spread it out a little :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-5601252245028446959?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/5601252245028446959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009-festivities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/5601252245028446959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/5601252245028446959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009-festivities.html' title='Easter 2009 Festivities'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-4473195842473627592</id><published>2009-04-06T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:21:27.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Time With Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I dreaded this in a past post, but my time with my mom was not as nearly as bad as I thought it would be. It started on Saturday morning. Logan and I went and picked her up and got her in the car. Kylie had already brought me all of her stuff so that was easy! We went to Target and she actually did fine. She held on to the cart as we shopped. Of course she had to buy Logan a toy. So she was excited and happy to do that, well needless to say they both were :) After we finished at Target we went to the movies to see Monsters vs Aliens. They both did really well in the movie. I got a little upset cause mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; dumped all of the popcorn out on the floor, but it was not her fault, I gave it to her in the left hand which since the stroke she can not feel that well. After the movies we went and had lunch then headed home. I put Logan down for a nap with Marc then me and mom went to Ross and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maxx&lt;/span&gt;. Everything went smooth there too! I thought the day would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; worse with mom and a potty training toddler but it went rather smooth! The next day was the worst day of all of them. I woke mom up and decided to give her a shower. I have a really high spa bathtub and I knew this was gonna be a challenge (I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why I did not think to put her in Logan's tub). She took a shower and I went to get her out and she could not get her left leg out of the shower. She ended up getting tired and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;straddling&lt;/span&gt; the shower and sitting down. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; get her up for anything. It was the hardest thing ever. I just stood there and cried. She was not listening to me. I think that she may have had a stroke that morning. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ended&lt;/span&gt; up pulling her onto the floor and sliding her into the bigger part of the bathroom so that she could get her balance and stand up. Finally after 1 1/2 hours, she got up and I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;able t&lt;/span&gt;o get her dressed. I was so frustrated and got a little mad but I think that I handled it pretty darn well. I took her to get a haircut and lunch then headed home so that everyone could take a nap before dinner time. We made dinner that night and had a good evening. Monday was the best day of all of them. I decided to stay at home from work and to spend time with mom. We woke up and I took her to lunch at Joe's Crab Shack then we went to the mall and walked around. Well, mom was "pushed" arounf hahahah. We had a really good time together and no hassles that day whatsoever. We had takeout that night for dinner and go ready for the next day. Tuesday she stayed with M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;arc&lt;/span&gt; then we would have dinner after I got home from work. Wed was the same deal then after dinner I took her home because Kylie came home that night. I think that it went really well and I am so glad I got to spend time with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-4473195842473627592?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/4473195842473627592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-time-with-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/4473195842473627592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/4473195842473627592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-time-with-mom.html' title='My Time With Mom'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-522625315977745181</id><published>2009-03-27T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:24:04.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 2009 Blizzard</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well the blizzard arrived. I went into a meeting yesterday at 11:00 and it was partly sunny. I came out of the meeting at 12:45 and all heck had broken loose. It was a complete white out. The panic around the office set in. We had tickets to Disney on Ice and it was cancelled and if you still want to go you have to take your tickets to the box office and exchange for another day. That was kinda a bummer because we had really really good seats. the malls were closing down, all schools and even some banks.  My friend Lisa who works with me also lives by me. We decided that we would leave together and follow each other home. We left the office and cleaned our cars off and headed home at 2:20pm. It usually takes about 20 minutes to get home. We arrived home yesterday at 4:25pm. Yes, that long in the freaking car!!!! It was so horrible. There were many people on the roads and the roads were a sheet of ice. We had to u turn about 2 times on the way home due to roads being closed or cars that were unable to make it up hills. I was lucky that I was in my SUV for the ride home yesterday!!! Our boss told us that he would call us all at 5am and let us know if we were to come to work or not. He called me this morning and told me that he contacted CDOT (he lives in Loveland works out of the Loveland office) and that the roads were clear and fine. I set off to discover the OPPOSITE. It was so horrible on the way to work but the good thing is that there was hardly anyone on the roads. I left the house at 6:10am and arrived to work at 7;15am. I did get scared when I slid into the curb, but nothing was damaged. I made it to work and so did everyone else and now it looks like the roads are clearing up! Guess that the ride home will be alot better AND we get to go to Disney on Ice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-522625315977745181?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/522625315977745181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-2009-blizzard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/522625315977745181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/522625315977745181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-2009-blizzard.html' title='March 2009 Blizzard'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-5807734094369016339</id><published>2009-03-20T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:52:08.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready For Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kylie will be leaving from March 28-April 1 on a trip to Vegas with her husband. Guess who will have mom full time while she is away............yes that is right...........me. On one hand I am looking forward to it, but on the other hand I am not. I always see my mom as she was in the past and not how she is now. We would go to lunch together everyday since we worked at the same place and we would go out to breakfast every Friday. We would go on great shopping trips and sometimes they would be all day and all night shopping trips. It was so much fun. Now since her strokes, it is kinda like I am the mother and all the fun is gone. It feels like she is unale to do anything on her own and that I have to do it all for her. From bathing to walking to even watching TV. In order to even prepare for her stay I have to do some changes at the house so that she can walk without bumping into any furniture, we have to put a bed downstairs so that she does not fall down the stairs in the middle of the night, we have to put baby covers on the doors so that she doesn not mistake outside for the bathrrom, we have to have "rubber sheets" and diapers for nightime. Alot of work will go into this stay. It is just a sad and scary thought to think that all the fun times are out the window and now I am just annoyed. What I have to try to remember is that she does not know any better and that I have to have patience (which I lack completely). I am going to try and make this week with her a fun week. I am going to try and go on a shopping trip and to the movies. If it is not like it was in the past, oh well I have to accept that and I have to make it good for the future. I say this, but can I really do it and think that way? I am certainly going to try!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-5807734094369016339?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/5807734094369016339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/getting-ready-for-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/5807734094369016339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/5807734094369016339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/getting-ready-for-mom.html' title='Getting Ready For Mom'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-3920636656035023359</id><published>2009-03-09T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:07:55.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Time!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Logan is now all signed up for Soccer.  He will begin April 4 and goes on for 2 months.  It is kinda funny with the 3-4 age group.  He will have practice for 30 minutes then the last hour is an actual game.  Their jersey's are so cute.  They are red on one side and white on the other side so that they can just switch them depending on what team they are on that day.  Right when Soccer ends, the following Saturday t-ball begins.  Marc is going to coach the team for t-ball.  Right when T-ball ends basketball and flag football start.  I think we are going to do the football instead of the basketball since they are at the same time.  Looks like the next 2 years of sports is booked for us :)  Can't wait.  It is gonna be so much fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-3920636656035023359?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/3920636656035023359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/soccer-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3920636656035023359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/3920636656035023359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/soccer-time.html' title='Soccer Time!!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-2031654240191516830</id><published>2009-03-09T05:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T06:05:46.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Full Day In Underwear!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we did it!!!  Or should I say Logan did it.  Saturday we practiced using the potty and did really well all day long without a diaper.  Sunday we decided to go to the zoo.  I was a little hesitant at first to take him out of the house without a diaper but I knew I had to.  I packed 2 changes of clothes, some diapers and we put the potty in the trunk.  I dressed Logan and put his big boy underwear on.  Yes that is right.  Underwear.  Not a pull up!!! We left the house and Marc had to go into Lowe's.  Logan and I stayed in the car.  A few minutes went by and I hear "mommy I have to pee pee".  So I get him out, take him to the trunk (yes I know that sounds funny) and let him pee pee in the potty.........successful!  We get to the zoo and the first thing we do is go to the potty........successful again!!!  Everytime we passed a potty we went even if he said he did not have to.  Our day at the zoo ended and we went home.  For the rest of the day he had underwear on!  I feel he is potty trained now.  Yes there will be accidents but I feel for the most part we finally did it!!!!  no more diapers for him except for at night.  We can't go backwards now!!!  We just have to realize that when we take him somewhere the fist stop will be the potty!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-2031654240191516830?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/2031654240191516830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-full-day-in-underwear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/2031654240191516830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/2031654240191516830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-full-day-in-underwear.html' title='One Full Day In Underwear!!!!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-8647056789885625159</id><published>2009-03-02T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:13:34.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Today, March 1,2009 ,is the 3 year anniversary of my father's death due to Cancer.  I miss him so much and wish that he were here to be with us and expecially with his 2 grandsons.  Not a day goes by that I dont think of my dad and wish that he was here.  He was such a great father husband and grandfather.  I miss him making jokes and making us all laugh.  I miss going out to dinner with him.  Heck, I even miss sitting at chemotheraphy with him because that was 2 hours that I got to see him and talk to him.  I wish that he was here to be with Logan and cherish every minute that we have together.  Logan was only 2 weeks old when we lost dad, but no matter how sick dad was he was in that hospital with me when I had him and he sat up all night long waiting for him.  Dad was a great man and is missed dearly.  Atleast we know that he is not suffering with that nasty cancer any longer.  I love you dad and miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-8647056789885625159?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/8647056789885625159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8647056789885625159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/8647056789885625159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/daddy.html' title='Daddy'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-6377297231129567973</id><published>2009-03-02T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T06:13:09.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Here we come</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So last night we booked our trip to Ft Myers Florida. We are excited to have a low key beach vacation since Disneyland was such a go go go trip. We will spend May 10-15 there. We are so excited and now Logan will be asking us everyday till then to go to the beach :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-6377297231129567973?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/6377297231129567973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/florida-here-we-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6377297231129567973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/6377297231129567973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/03/florida-here-we-come.html' title='Florida Here we come'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-771247439752696961</id><published>2009-02-26T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:08:29.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Mohr's recently took a Disneyland trip for Logan's 3rd birthday. What a great time we all had! Logan found out about the trip at Christmas and asked me and Marc everyday until February 8 when we was going to see Mickey Mouse and Goofy. We arrived and took it easy on our travel day. We woke up extra early and got to Disneyland when they opened. You felt just like a kid there. You had that excitement the minute you arrived. Logan had a great time. The first day was mostly rain so we cut the day short and went back during the night. The following day we decided to have a low key day and visited Huntington Beach in the morning then went back to Disneyland at night. Logan loved the beach so much! It was a little chilly for him to swim but he ran around putting his feet in the water. Later that evening we went back to Disneyland and that conculded our Disney adventure. The following day we traveled to Sea World in San Diego. Logan loved this as well. He would not stop talking about Shamu. We ended our vacation with a great seafood resturant in Anaheim. What a fabulous trip we all had! It was a great time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marc went to Vegas the week after with some friends for a convention so I was able to have 2 weeks off of work and to spend time with Logan as well as our friends and family. Unfortunately my nephew was sick so that ruined some of the plans we had, but luckily he got better because the following Saturday was Logan's 3rd birthday party. We got to spend time with Jess, Erin and all the kids. Kimberly and I had some time together and Kylie and I mostly spent our time on the phone so that Logan did not get sick. So much fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marc returned then Logan's 3rd birthday party was 2 days later. It was such a great time! All of our friends and family were there and Logan had a baseball party theme. The local mascot of the minor league team came ("Sox the Fox). Logan was so excited as well as the kids (well most of them Jess :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This Saturday I will be hosting a baby shower for our friend Keiko who is married to Pat. She is due March 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are currently planning a beach vacation for a week in May. We plan to go to Florida. Logan is already excited that he is going to the beach again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Overall, the Mohr's had a great February and want to say thank you to all friends and family who participated in the fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pictures of Disney, Seaworld, Vegas and Party to follow&lt;/span&gt; soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-771247439752696961?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/771247439752696961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-activities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/771247439752696961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/771247439752696961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-activities.html' title='February Activities'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9022015448626042012.post-4295072463982519056</id><published>2009-02-26T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:35:25.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Start Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey everyone. My friend Erin blogs frequently and I thought that today I would start as well. I think that this will be a great way to keep everything posted on the Mohr's. Keep checking back for daily posts :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9022015448626042012-4295072463982519056?l=kmohr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/feeds/4295072463982519056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-to-start-blogging.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/4295072463982519056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9022015448626042012/posts/default/4295072463982519056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmohr.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-to-start-blogging.html' title='Time To Start Blogging'/><author><name>Kristie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555258190072277020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCoINsF-__Q/SCm8f-9j5rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/poVIqoEJFO0/S220/l_069fd4e7e1b7019bff52a49a9a490a23.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
