<?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-1729773638166715193</id><updated>2011-09-21T05:11:10.411-07:00</updated><category term='reading'/><category term='fall'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>Kitterman Kindlings</title><subtitle type='html'>Happiness is a symptom of circumstance, 
joy is a product of perspective</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6793282307385116440</id><published>2011-03-10T13:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T14:10:26.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>say yes to strangers</title><content type='html'>This morning Emery and I splurged for breakfast at McDonald's. What I never seem to remember is that the entire senior citizen community of Lincoln also dines at McDonald's for breakfast. The only secluded tables available were tall bar tables. Not a good situation for two shorties.  We tried to sit at the end of a table but the couple informed us they were reserved seats. Then an older gentleman who was sitting with two of his cronies said we could sit with them. I was nervous and Emery even turned to me and said, "Mommy, I'll be shy." How could I refuse this stranger?! I'm so worried about disappointing people! So I said yes, of course and we joined the menfolk. Turns out, they were super friendly. Darrell and Jon  (I didn't catch the other man's name) are brothers and they engaged Emery in conversation smoothly enough to wipe away the shyness all together.  Apparently Jon has lots of animals on his farm and Darrell plays the harmonica, the dulcimer, and something called a sultry.  I also found out his wife works at Kroger and will give out free samples of cheese to the little folks. All good information! I get easily flustered in situations like not being able to find a seat and these gentleman were completely obliging. I appreciated that Emery got to visit with people from a different generation and she ate up the attention!&lt;br /&gt;When we left Emery kindly thanked them "for talking to me" and I'm looking forward to the possibility of dining with them again!&lt;br /&gt;It's really easy for me to get in a comfort zone and stay there forever. (and ever).  I don't know why I'm so apprehensive to talk to people or quick to choose a secluded table; especially since most days I crave adult interaction!&lt;br /&gt;I learn about myself, my daughter, about our community, and about enjoying people where they're at each time I have an encounter like this morning's.  I also want to teach Emery that people matter more than our agenda and our comfort zones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6793282307385116440?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6793282307385116440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6793282307385116440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6793282307385116440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6793282307385116440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2011/03/say-yes-to-strangers.html' title='say yes to strangers'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7598484972268442140</id><published>2011-03-03T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T19:06:36.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year (in March!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was going to wait and update this on Saturday, my birthday, but how narcissistic do you think I am? (I'm writing today so you don't realize it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January was hectic. Nolan was gone for 3.5 weeks in Corpus Christi but I did get to visit for one week. Highlights? The beach (brrr!), the USS Lexington, and Segways! See...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580051771290192242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5FdDtnIBiQ/TXBThYgKiXI/AAAAAAAAAYw/r3t-tWvjYUg/s200/SDC12375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580051778480310706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JdHPwmZI77o/TXBThzSbCbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/zGnfEEthpfY/s200/SDC12327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580051763528140834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8tOW1GLAQfI/TXBTg7ljCCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/dtWDf3birIs/s200/SDC12363.JPG" /&gt;Emery and I survived the long month with family and friends! We are very much enjoying Nolan's company these days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;February. Honestly, it's March 3rd and I'm having a hard time recalling what we did in February. That's terrible. I do know I fell back in love with the Beatles thanks to The Beatles Rock Band. Emery is enjoying the dance parties that ensue from this game! How great are The Beatles? Honestly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ems got a new pair of polka-dot rainboots and since then there have been few days they're not adorning her feet. There's been a lot of this happening:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580053639820546466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wuQQsdlOBy0/TXBVOJUhEaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/0v0PJ7B04es/s200/SDC12381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually love that part though. Her personality is really shining through. She's hilarious and keen to pick up on everything Mommy says or does. Sometimes that's great. Sometimes, not so much. The past few days she's been lining her babies up on the carpet for Story Time. She says things like, "you have to be patient, Coco." "Do you know what this is, Baby? It's a choo-choo train." "We have to be quiet, class." It's great to watch her! I want to take pictures or video of everything because her sweet voice is priceless but when the camera's on, she's off. I'm taking a page out of Mary's book and storing these moments in my heart (and for you folks).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope your 2011 is treating you well. We are greatly anticipating Spring and are taking advantage of these sunny days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7598484972268442140?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7598484972268442140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7598484972268442140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7598484972268442140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7598484972268442140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-new-year-in-march-i-was-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5FdDtnIBiQ/TXBThYgKiXI/AAAAAAAAAYw/r3t-tWvjYUg/s72-c/SDC12375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-2942124569166748496</id><published>2010-12-25T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T08:08:00.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TRTGEldFhJI/AAAAAAAAAYc/WsL-mmc00vA/s1600/last%2Bpage%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554282022530548882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TRTGEldFhJI/AAAAAAAAAYc/WsL-mmc00vA/s200/last%2Bpage%2B%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TRTGEHlf2aI/AAAAAAAAAYU/46nqvOYnfZg/s1600/last%2Bpage%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554282014512765346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TRTGEHlf2aI/AAAAAAAAAYU/46nqvOYnfZg/s200/last%2Bpage%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TRTGDwmy5kI/AAAAAAAAAYM/33D9OnsiuGU/s1600/SDC12061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554282008344192578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TRTGDwmy5kI/AAAAAAAAAYM/33D9OnsiuGU/s200/SDC12061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Christmas to you and yours! Happy New Year too! Love, Nolan, Amanda, and Emery!&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/1729773638166715193-2942124569166748496?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/2942124569166748496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=2942124569166748496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2942124569166748496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2942124569166748496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TRTGEldFhJI/AAAAAAAAAYc/WsL-mmc00vA/s72-c/last%2Bpage%2B%25284%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6610958565989534431</id><published>2010-12-24T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T08:15:07.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5: Books for 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here's a list of books I've yet to get but can't wait to get started! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Heroine's Bookshelf by Erin Blakemore &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When You Reach Me by Rebecca Stead &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hooray for Amanda and her Alligator and I Broke My Trunk by Mo Willems &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily of New Moon series by L.M. Montgomery &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Savvy by Ingrid Law &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Sherlockian by Graham Moore &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Imperfectionists by Tom Rachman &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home Tonight by Henri Nouwen &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traveling Mercies by Anne Lamott (re-read, will probably lead me to re-read her others) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Invention of Hugo Cabret by Brian Selznick &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah's Key by Tatiana de Rosnay &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet by David Mitchell &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Whole Nother Story by Dr. Cuthbert Soup &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Sixty-Eight Rooms by Marianne Malone &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweet Valley Confidential by Francine Pascal (yeah, Elizabeth and Jessica Wakefield are back! I'm reading this out of sheer curiosity and a step back into my past!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What was your favorite book of 2010? Did I miss it, because if so I'd love to add it to my list for 2011! What books are you looking forward to in the coming year?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6610958565989534431?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6610958565989534431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6610958565989534431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6610958565989534431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6610958565989534431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-5-books-for-2011.html' title='Day 5: Books for 2011'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-8157662275380335512</id><published>2010-12-23T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T07:11:00.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4: Amanda's Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Committed-Skeptic-Makes-Peace-Marriage/dp/0670021652/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1293056837&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Committed&lt;/a&gt; by Elizabeth Gilbert (thought-provoking and funny!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Guernsey-Literary-Society-GUERNSEY-Paperback/dp/B002VLA23G/ref=sr_1_9?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1293056771&amp;amp;sr=1-9"&gt;The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society &lt;/a&gt;by Shaffer &amp;amp; Barrows (LOVED)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Before-Green-Gables-Budge-Wilson/dp/B002WTC8SY/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1293056736&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Before Green Gables &lt;/a&gt;by Budge Wilson (long-time fan of Anne so this was a fun dip into her supposed history before she met the Cuthberts)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/School-Essential-Ingredients-Erica-Bauermeister/dp/B002VL56RI/ref=sr_1_4?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1293056627&amp;amp;sr=1-4"&gt;The School of Essential Ingredients &lt;/a&gt;by Erica Bauermeister&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Help-Kathryn-Stockett/dp/0399155341/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1293056816&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Help &lt;/a&gt;by Kathryn Stockett&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_i_0_31?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&amp;amp;field-keywords=timber+ridge+reflections+series&amp;amp;sprefix=timber+ridge+reflections+series"&gt;Timber Ridge Reflection Series &lt;/a&gt;by Tamera Alexander (good stories of redemption even though they're a bit on the 'romantic' side)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/I-Capture-Castle-Dodie-Smith/dp/031231616X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1293056577&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;I Capture the Castle &lt;/a&gt;by Dodie Smith (technically this is a young adult novel but it's one of my favorites for the year so it's here!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Her-Mothers-Hope-Martas-Legacy/dp/1414318634/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1293056527&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Marta's Legacy &lt;/a&gt;by Francine Rivers (two-book series. You shouldn't read the first unless you're going to push through the second. It's a good story of legacies but it's a bit heavier than her other books)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;turns out, this list is a bit smaller because I got caught up in all those young adult books!  Plus this year I tried out a lot of new authors from people's 'must-read' lists and not all of them were as promising as they sounded.  Live and learn!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-8157662275380335512?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/8157662275380335512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=8157662275380335512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8157662275380335512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8157662275380335512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-4-amandas-favorites.html' title='Day 4: Amanda&apos;s Favorites'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6783911005354625863</id><published>2010-12-22T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T07:17:00.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3: Young Adult Favorites</title><content type='html'>Emery and I frequent our local library. Puzzles and games are set up for kids her age right next to the young adult books. They are so tempting that I can't help myself. I say it'll be nice to have a list of books ready for Emery when she's old enough but really it's just because I can't resist. Here are some of my favorites from this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Clementine-Sara-Pennypacker/dp/0786838833/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292969113&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Clementine&lt;/a&gt; by Sara Pennypacker. (oh my. If you love Junie B. you'll adore Clementine)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Birthday-Room-Kevin-Henkes/dp/0064438287/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292969057&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Penderwicks &lt;/a&gt;by Jeanne Birdsall (reminiscent of Little Women. Love these girls &amp;amp; the sequel)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Birthday-Room-Kevin-Henkes/dp/0064438287/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292969057&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Birthday Room &lt;/a&gt;by Kevin Henkes (it was a big year for Henkes in our home! look for &lt;em&gt;Olive's Ocean &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Words of Stone &lt;/em&gt;too!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mysterious-Benedict-Society-Trenton-Stewart/dp/0316003956/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292969030&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Mysterious Benedict Society &lt;/a&gt;by Trenton Lee Stewart (LOVED! and it's a series!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wednesday-Wars-WEDNESDAY-WARS-Hardcover/dp/B002VK53BI/ref=pd_sim_sbs_b_2"&gt;The Wednesday Wars &lt;/a&gt;by Gary Schmidt (excellent book!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Umbrella-Summer-Lisa-Graff/dp/0061431877/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292968880&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Umbrella Summer &lt;/a&gt;by Lisa Graff (also enjoyed her &lt;em&gt;The Thing About Georgie)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Evolution-Calpurnia-Tate-Jacqueline-Kelly/dp/031265930X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292968264&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Evolution of Calpurnia Tate &lt;/a&gt;by Jacqueline Kelly (I just liked it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Under-Lilacs-Louisa-May-Alcott/dp/B0036Q1Y5A/ref=sr_1_9?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292968584&amp;amp;sr=1-9"&gt;Under the Lilacs &lt;/a&gt;by Louisa May Alcott (it was also a big year for Alcott around here. Loved her &lt;em&gt;Eight Cousins&lt;/em&gt; and it's sequel &lt;em&gt;Rose in Bloom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Neil-Flambe-Marco-Polo-Murders/dp/1554702666/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292968632&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Neil Flambe and the Marco Polo Murders &lt;/a&gt;by Kevin Sylvester (fun mystery)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Willoughbys-Lois-Lowry/dp/0385737769/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292968828&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Willoughbys &lt;/a&gt;by Lois Lowry (i love the use of big, silly words and the power of siblings)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Masterpiece-Elise-Broach/dp/0312608705/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292969375&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Masterpiece&lt;/a&gt; by Elise Broach (great story of friendship and fun little mystery)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cornelia-Audacious-Escapades-Somerset-Sisters/dp/0440421101/ref=pd_sim_b_1"&gt;Cornelia and the Audacious Escapedes of the Somerset Sisters &lt;/a&gt;by Lesley M.M. Blume (the title's a bit ridiculous but the story is great fun!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Incorrigible-Children-Ashton-Place-Mysterious/dp/0061791059/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292969259&amp;amp;sr=1-1-spell"&gt;The Mysterious Howling &lt;/a&gt;by MaryRose Wood (honestly, the jury is still out on this one. I feel it needs another read-through. I want to like it though!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Slowly-Turtleback-School-Library-Binding/dp/0613587448/ref=tmm_hrd_title_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292969491&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Up a Road Slowly &lt;/a&gt;by Irene Hunt (simple but great story; it reminded me of an Alcott novel)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you're enjoying these lists as much as I am! haha! If not, don't worry, only 2 more days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6783911005354625863?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6783911005354625863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6783911005354625863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6783911005354625863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6783911005354625863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-3-young-adult-favorites.html' title='Day 3: Young Adult Favorites'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7996023647545278230</id><published>2010-12-21T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T07:21:00.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2: Books from the Year</title><content type='html'>Emery asked me to read these to her repeatedly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Corduroy-40th-Anniversary-Don-Freeman/dp/0670063363/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292905758&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Corduroy&lt;/a&gt; by Don Freeman (also Beady Bear)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/We-Are-Book-Elephant-Piggie/dp/1423133080/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292905792&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;We Are in a Book&lt;/a&gt; by Mo Willems (also the Cat the Cat books)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chalk-Bill-Thomson/dp/0761455264/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292905830&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Chalk&lt;/a&gt; by Bill Thomson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Little-Strawberry-Hungry-Childs-Library/dp/0859533301/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292905676&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Little Mouse, the Red Ripe Strawberry and the Big Hungry Bear &lt;/a&gt;by Audrey Wood (also The Napping House and King Bidgood's in the Bathtub)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jamberry-Bruce-Degen/dp/0064430685/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292905647&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Jamberry&lt;/a&gt; by Bruce Degan &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Night-Kitchen-Caldecott-Collection/dp/0060266686/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292905725&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;In the Night Kitchen &lt;/a&gt;by Maurice Sendak (I almost have this one memorized)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hardcover-Illustrator-Keith-Baker-Author/dp/B003PJDFOG/ref=sr_1_10?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292905877&amp;amp;sr=1-10"&gt;LMNO Peas&lt;/a&gt; by Keith Baker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Petes-Pizza-William-Steig/dp/1591127408/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292905917&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Pete's a Pizza&lt;/a&gt; by William Steig (I don't know how I missed this one as a child, I love it!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Petes-Pizza-William-Steig/dp/1591127408/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292905917&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Children Make Terrible Pets&lt;/a&gt; by Peter Brown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Shark-vs-Train-Chris-Barton/dp/0316007625/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292905330&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Shark vs. Train&lt;/a&gt; by Chris Barton and Tom Lichtenheld&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Big-Rabbits-Mood-Ramona-Badescu/dp/0811866661/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292905422&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Big Rabbit's Bad Mood &lt;/a&gt;by Ramona Badescu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Leonardo-Terrible-Monster-Notable-Childrens/dp/0786852941/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292906232&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Leonardo the Terrible Monster&lt;/a&gt; by Mo Willems&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favorite books I read to Emery:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-Garden-Kevin-Henkes/dp/0061715174/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292907088&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;My Garden &lt;/a&gt;by Kevin Henkes (also Birds and A Good Day--I love the colors in these books)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hurry-Eve-Bunting/dp/0152054103/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292907055&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Hurry! Hurry!&lt;/a&gt; by Eve Bunting (so sweet about welcoming a new life!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Golden-Egg-Book-Big-Little/dp/037582717X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292907024&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Golden Egg Book &lt;/a&gt;by Margaret Wise Brown (sweet and simple like all her stories)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/All-Day-Cynthia-Rylant/dp/0810983214/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292907003&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;All in a Day &lt;/a&gt;by Cynthia Rylant (love the illustrations and the message!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Over-at-Castle-Boni-Ashburn/dp/0810984148/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292906581&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Over at the Castle &lt;/a&gt;by Boni Ashburn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Miss-Brooks-Loves-Books-Dont/dp/0375846824/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292906624&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Miss Brooks Loves Books and I Don't&lt;/a&gt; by Barbara Bottner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sick-Day-Amos-McGee/dp/1596434023/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292906967&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;A Sick Day for Amos McGee &lt;/a&gt;by Philip Stead (I love these drawings!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Can-You-Cuddle-Like-Koala/dp/156145298X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292906916&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Can You Cuddle Like a Koala?&lt;/a&gt; by John Butler&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Another-Important-Book-Margaret-Brown/dp/006443785X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292906882&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Another Important Book &lt;/a&gt;by Margaret Wise Brown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mommys-Best-Kisses-Board-Book/dp/006124130X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292906834&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Mommy's Best Kisses &lt;/a&gt;by Margaret Anastas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Book-Sleep-Sung-Na/dp/0375862234/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292906796&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;A Book of Sleep&lt;/a&gt; by Il Sung Na&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Incredible-Book-Eating-Boy-Oliver-Jeffers/dp/0399247491/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292907152&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Incredible Book-Eating Boy&lt;/a&gt; by Oliver Jeffers (see also The Way Back Home)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7996023647545278230?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7996023647545278230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7996023647545278230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7996023647545278230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7996023647545278230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-2-books-from-year.html' title='Day 2: Books from the Year'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-5128306499195279361</id><published>2010-12-20T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T07:18:00.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1: Books of the Season</title><content type='html'>I decided to make our blog all about books this week as I've been recapping our favorites from the year. Today I'd like to share Emery's favorites from this Christmas season:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Magic-Lauren-Thompson/dp/0439774977/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292798089&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Christmas Magic &lt;/a&gt;by Lauren Thompson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Morris-Disappearing-Bag-Rosemary-Wells/dp/0142300047/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292798137&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Morris' Disappearing Bag &lt;/a&gt;by Rosemary Wells&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Snow-Cynthia-Rylant/dp/0152053034/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292798266&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Snow&lt;/a&gt; by Cynthia Rylant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mouses-First-Christmas-Lauren-Thompson/dp/0689863489/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292798305&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Mouse's First Christmas &lt;/a&gt;by Lauren Thompson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Grinch-Stole-Christmas-Seuss/dp/0394800796/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292798326&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;How the Grinch Stole Christmas! &lt;/a&gt;by Dr. Seuss (the movie's a bit too old for her)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wheres-Prancer-Syd-Hoff/dp/0064435946/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292798406&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Where's Prancer?&lt;/a&gt; by Syd Hoff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Night-Before-Christmas-Hallmark-Pop-up/dp/B000KC4M34/ref=sr_1_4?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292798479&amp;amp;sr=1-4"&gt;The Night Before Christmas &lt;/a&gt;by Clement C. Moore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Found-Oliver-Jeffers/dp/0399245030/ref=pd_bxgy_b_img_a"&gt;Lost and Found&lt;/a&gt; by Oliver Jeffers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mitten-Alvin-Tresselt/dp/0688092381/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292798634&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Mitten&lt;/a&gt; by Alvin Tresselt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Snowy-Day-Ezra-Jack-Keats/dp/0140501827/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292798684&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Snowy Day&lt;/a&gt; by Ezra Jack Keats (Emery reminds me of Peter in her red coat!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Thats-Snowman-Usborne-Touchy-Feely/dp/0794514146/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292798820&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;That's Not My Snowman&lt;/a&gt; by Fiona Watt and Rachel Wells (wish I'd seen the others too!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Polar-Express-Chris-Van-Allsburg/dp/B004E3XDBC/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292798920&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Polar Express &lt;/a&gt;by Chris Van Allsburg (so much better-and faster-than the movie!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bear-Snores-Karma-Wilson/dp/0689831870/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292798959&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Bear Snores On&lt;/a&gt; by Karma Wilson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jingle-Bells-Iza-Trapani/dp/1580890962/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292799001&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Jingle Bells&lt;/a&gt; by Iza Trapani (touches on holiday traditions around the world)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Olivia-Helps-Christmas-Ian-Falconer/dp/1416907866/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292799094&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Olivia Helps With Christmas &lt;/a&gt;by Ian Falconer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go patronize your local library and check them out!! What are some of your favorites Christmas/Winter books?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-5128306499195279361?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/5128306499195279361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=5128306499195279361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5128306499195279361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5128306499195279361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-1-books-of-season.html' title='Day 1: Books of the Season'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-9169405214551477259</id><published>2010-12-13T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T09:25:43.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550216434719708018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TQZUcOoA03I/AAAAAAAAAX4/HzRTGDNrau4/s200/SDC11963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550216429062472322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TQZUb5jOQoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/XWGGWLZOYXQ/s200/SDC11955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TQZUbsE1mQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/KuZOXq4hEqo/s1600/SDC11936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550216425445366018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TQZUbsE1mQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/KuZOXq4hEqo/s200/SDC11936.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Children love snow better than anyone does, and they&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;never complain as they pull on their red boots and mittens and make plans &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;to catch wet flakes on their tongues&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Snow-Cynthia-Rylant/dp/0152053034/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1292260797&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snow&lt;/strong&gt; by Cynthia Rylant &lt;/a&gt;(a favorite this season) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In November I couldn't wait for December to start. Time dragged on as I was awaiting the first. Now it's December 13 and I feel like we're finally slowing down a little! We've been enjoying our Advent activities. So far we had our dance party, made salt-dough ornaments, attended a friend's wedding, watched some holiday movies (what's your fave?), and finally had some fun in the snow yesterday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the snow, while it is here, reminds us of this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that nothing lasts forever except memories. (also from &lt;strong&gt;Snow&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We've been holding to that statement and worked on made some lasting memories! Hope your December plans are going well! Take care and keep warm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-9169405214551477259?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/9169405214551477259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=9169405214551477259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/9169405214551477259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/9169405214551477259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TQZUcOoA03I/AAAAAAAAAX4/HzRTGDNrau4/s72-c/SDC11963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7134136029948335113</id><published>2010-12-01T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:31:57.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we can start!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TPat4ex928I/AAAAAAAAAXg/XAih901-zgY/s1600/SDC11699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545811177000262594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TPat4ex928I/AAAAAAAAAXg/XAih901-zgY/s200/SDC11699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;basket of Christmas books. You never know when a story can come in handy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TPat4NZPWxI/AAAAAAAAAXY/jBM14RRE3qk/s1600/SDC11694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545811172333148946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TPat4NZPWxI/AAAAAAAAAXY/jBM14RRE3qk/s200/SDC11694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Several years ago, I bought a set of marble people representing different nations around the world. My grandma passed away in October and while the family was picking favorite items, Nolan spotted these and thought they'd go with our other set. Every time I walk in the kitchen I get to have a little reminder of Grandma!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TPat39QyBnI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/OZxQEV48Scw/s1600/SDC11690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545811168002705010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TPat39QyBnI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/OZxQEV48Scw/s200/SDC11690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;our first advent calendar. Nothing fancy but full of fun activities for us!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TPat3ZyAViI/AAAAAAAAAXI/K0MT9_fJ9s8/s1600/SDC11689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545811158478378530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TPat3ZyAViI/AAAAAAAAAXI/K0MT9_fJ9s8/s200/SDC11689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;our tree! If you'll notice at the bottom of the tree, we let Emery put on her own ornaments this year.  My OC tendencies want me to rearrange them for her but I'm fighting the urge. So far, I'm winning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;December is here! I have been anticipating this day to begin our December Daily and our advent calendar. Over the past few weeks my brain has been filling with ideas to celebrate Christmas each day in December and I'm excited that we get to start! Some of the activities in the advent calendar I'm looking forward to are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;making and decorating Christmas cookies for our friends/neighbors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a surprise that's in store for the grandparents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Christmas music dance party in the living room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the kid's program at Church. I can't wait to see Emery and her playmates sing! (or possibly cry on stage)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;going on a tour of Christmas lights around town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am excited to watch the season play out from Emery's perspective. So far, since Sunday it's been her honored duty to turn on the Christmas lights. She hasn't forgotten a morning yet! Also, it seems like she's surprised every morning that the tree is up. She walks from her room to the living room and says, "ohp! look, Mommy!". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I want you to tell me what you're looking forward to the most! Do it--I love reading your comments!&lt;/p&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/1729773638166715193-7134136029948335113?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7134136029948335113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7134136029948335113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7134136029948335113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7134136029948335113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-can-start.html' title='we can start!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TPat4ex928I/AAAAAAAAAXg/XAih901-zgY/s72-c/SDC11699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7266860395196086469</id><published>2010-11-18T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:21:01.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who knew november would be fruitful?</title><content type='html'>there's a lot i'm excited about right now so i needed to make a list. you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night we saw Sesame Street Live. The joy and laughter that was on Emery's face was priceless!! Grandma spoiled and got Em a figurine set that has since followed us into each room all day today. All of them have to come too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541060387026609602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TOXNEG-1pcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/OlPWOA8qglA/s200/28%2Bmonths%2B%252845%2529.JPG" /&gt; tonight i made &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Italian-Breaded-Pork-Chops/Detail.aspx"&gt;&lt;em&gt;these&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541060834585391714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TOXNeKRKsmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/tE0Wo5IHIjw/s200/Italian%2BPork%2BChops%2B%252811.18%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my, they were delicious. bad news of the night: I burnt my hand by accidentally grabbing the handle on the cast-iron skillet and had to apply some aloe with lidocaine on my hand. worse news: as I was eating I accidentally got some lidocaine on my tongue. It went numb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news, I'm getting excited about a project starting December 1st. It's called Daily December 2010 and I'm going to take pictures of our everyday life in December. I'll also be trying to focus on celebrating the Christmas season and have fun projects for Emery. Then I'm going to upload the pictures onto a Shutterfly album and have it printed. If it goes well, I'll have to try it yearly. I got the idea from &lt;a href="http://aliedwards.com/projects/december-daily"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  My goal in broadcasting the project is that I'll feel convicted to follow through! I think it'll be a great form of memory keeping but it has an end goal so it'll be easier to keep up with!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was also inspired by&lt;a href="http://mowillemsdoodles.blogspot.com/2010/11/yay-dinner-doodle-dinner.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt; this post&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;yesterday! How fun would all of our dinners be if we did this?! I've only recently opened up to the idea that just because you're not Monet (or even Mo Willems),it doesn't mean you can't make some fun doodles of your own. I think Emery would love it too! Now to find a giant roll of paper and a place to store it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last but not least, Harry Potter comes out tomorrow! (or midnight tonight but I can't handle that). Nolan and I are pumped. No, we won't be dressing up but we're going to have a great time regardless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hoping you're november is as fruitful as ours is turning out to be!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7266860395196086469?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7266860395196086469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7266860395196086469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7266860395196086469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7266860395196086469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/11/who-knew-november-would-be-fruitful.html' title='who knew november would be fruitful?'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TOXNEG-1pcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/OlPWOA8qglA/s72-c/28%2Bmonths%2B%252845%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-3997569196942373284</id><published>2010-11-07T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T08:06:03.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrate [again!]</title><content type='html'>Derek,&lt;br /&gt;Thank the Lord I only have one brother. I would hate to have to pick a favorite. You inspire me to be a better person in all areas of my life. Plus, you are downright funny and refreshing to be near. You are a blessing to those around you. I enjoy watching you be a devoted husband, a fantastic brother, a playful uncle, a grateful son, a dedicated worker, and a good man. I'd be happy to call you friend and instead I get to call you brother! Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you! Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536291845020504594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TNTcGbtW0hI/AAAAAAAAAWo/F1HCNAi2Gl4/s200/16+months+081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love this pic of you two. thanks for making her a priority in your life. Emery loves her De-De&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536291847700563778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TNTcGlsVR0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/4I6nzbD8Kzc/s200/Happy+Birthday+Mom!+024.jpg" /&gt;okay, i searched for a better picture of us. honestly. i think one exists from bethany's wedding but i don't have a copy. priority #1 of this christmas is getting better sibling pictures so that next year's post doesn't bring this pic back. agreed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-3997569196942373284?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/3997569196942373284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=3997569196942373284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/3997569196942373284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/3997569196942373284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/11/celebrate-again.html' title='celebrate [again!]'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TNTcGbtW0hI/AAAAAAAAAWo/F1HCNAi2Gl4/s72-c/16+months+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-8082978590882186214</id><published>2010-11-06T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T07:59:36.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TNTUrcFDAPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/nt9ppW4-CFY/s1600/27+Months+(79).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536283684682006770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TNTUrcFDAPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/nt9ppW4-CFY/s320/27+Months+(79).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom &amp;amp; Dad,&lt;br /&gt;Happiest of anniversaries! We didn't get a card in the mail to you in time so we thought to make a more public statement! Congratulations on another year of marriage! I don't know what you have planned for tomorrow but we hope you get a chance to remember your past and make exciting plans for your future! It should include a vacation! &lt;em&gt;(Kids or no kids is up to your discretion) &lt;/em&gt;We are grateful for your dedication to each other and to your family! We love you! Love, Nolan, Amanda &amp;amp; Emery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;see you on the 19th!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-8082978590882186214?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/8082978590882186214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=8082978590882186214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8082978590882186214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8082978590882186214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/11/celebrate.html' title='celebrate!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TNTUrcFDAPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/nt9ppW4-CFY/s72-c/27+Months+(79).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7246275028342590588</id><published>2010-11-05T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T20:54:14.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pillow talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;2 conversations bedside:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;Em: i two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: yes, sweetheart, you're my big two year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em: i was a baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em: in you tummy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: yes, you were in Mommy's tummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em: i pop out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: yes, yes you did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;a few moments later Emery was putting her hand up by her face, near her boo-boo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Emery, leave your boo-boo alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em: I holding it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: don't pick it, you can rest your hand there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em: it sleeping. my boo-boo sleeping too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She proceeded to fall asleep with her hand over her face, holding her weary boo-boo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet Emery Ruth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I cuddled in your bed with you (praying it didn't collapse underneath me) I couldn't help noticing how enormous you are. I held your cousin Elliott today and he's only a little guy. You were like that not long ago. You are such a big, beautiful two year old. You melted my heart as you were falling asleep tonight. You would close your eyes and then smile a contented smile knowing your mommy was lying beside you. I know your daddy thinks I probably spoiled you by doing that but I couldn't help it tonight. You're invitation (aka demand) for me to rest my head on your back was too good to pass up. I loved that I thought you were asleep and then 'Stay Awake' came on the cd player and you popped open your eyes and said, "Mary Poppins." You never miss a beat. Thanks for giving me this memory tonight. I had to write about it quickly so it didn't get away from me! I look forward to spending the day with you tomorrow and hearing you laugh, sing, and probably try to boss us around. Sweet dreams, sweet girl. Momma loves you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536279741330405506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TNTRF58wuII/AAAAAAAAAWY/PtO7C-0klKA/s200/26+months+(42).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7246275028342590588?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7246275028342590588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7246275028342590588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7246275028342590588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7246275028342590588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/11/pillow-talk.html' title='pillow talk'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TNTRF58wuII/AAAAAAAAAWY/PtO7C-0klKA/s72-c/26+months+(42).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-4600851429597840721</id><published>2010-10-13T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T17:44:08.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rest in Him</title><content type='html'>We still have a bassinet in our room. To be honest, most days I don't even notice it; it's become just another piece of furniture I twist my hip to avoid hitting. It's still in our room mostly due laziness but also due to bad timing. After we moved Emery into her crib I asked Nolan to move it to the garage. He insists to this day there's no room for it out there.&lt;br /&gt;Time passed and the bassinet still sits there. I kept thinking we'd fill it again soon so it did seem pointless to move it to the garage but so far it still sits empty. Well empty of a real life, it's actually inhabited by a few of Emery's spare toys.&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm bringing any of this up is due to the fact Emery pulled out the mattress today and played with it in the living room. It was her baby's bed. As I watched her love on her baby; wrapping it with a blanket, sweetly kissing it on the forehead, and settling down to read Baby a story, I couldn't stop my mind wandering into thoughts of Joel.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've been introduced to new people and had frequent conversations about babies. These people don't know about Joel and I have mixed feelings about that. On the one hand I do not want to be the awkward, misty-eyed woman who can't seem to get over her miscarriage. On the other hand, my experience with Joel was so life-altering that I can't believe people aren't aware of it. When my miscarriage does come into conversation, I do feel like I sound callous or unmoved. The truth is it was horrific, disarming, and the worst pain I've ever felt. However, I am successfully on the other side of the event so as I am explaining it to others, I am able to say that I'm 'okay'. Do they want me to describe it in detail? No. Do I feel they think I'm either faking my calm or not giving enough severity to the situation? Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully the Lord came to my aid as I was slipping into a more depressing mindset.&lt;br /&gt;The verse in Genesis 16:13 came to the forefront of my thoughts. "You are the God who sees me." Instant reprieve. God is the one who sees me. He saw me through the miscarriage as it was happening, he saw me through the ugly-cries and despondency. He sees me now as Nolan and I cautiously plan to start again. He is the one that assures me that however brief Joel's existence was, his life is purposeful.  His is a perfect love.&lt;br /&gt;I can find rest in the knowledge that my God knows me, sees me, and he reigns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-4600851429597840721?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/4600851429597840721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=4600851429597840721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4600851429597840721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4600851429597840721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/10/rest-in-him.html' title='rest in Him'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6327975291924953945</id><published>2010-10-12T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T14:51:22.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started getting sentimental after my mom left from a great three-day weekend. I was thinking how blessed I am to have the parents I have. I was also thinking how much of my personality is made up of a mix between the two of them. I get my love of reading and music from my mom and I get my love of trivia, competition, and fixing problems from my dad.  As I was washing Emery's sippy cups I wrote an ode to Mom &amp;amp; Dad and planned to type it up.  I'd probably get best daughter award for the year (sorry Bethany. You were probably out of the running anyway. Remember June?).  Well I had more sippy cups to wash than I had ideas about that post so I started thinking more. I remembered that I have this brother that is awesome too! Seriously, you should meet him. His only downfall is that whole living in Florida business.  I really miss him. Then started thinking about how much I miss him and not only him but my other family I don't see enough. Like Mom &amp;amp; Pop Kitterman. Actually all the Kittermans. I miss them and was thinking the holidays are too far away but I'm looking at the calander and don't know when I will see them before Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;By this point I was finished with the sippy cups and my dryer buzzed at me. Emery's clothes were finished so I piled them into the basket and took them and my thoughts to her room. I picked up her clothes and got a strong whiff of our fabric softener. I just thought, "I LOVE being Emery's mom." Especially when she walked into the kitchen and said, "Amanda, come with me." Or she's been hysterically laughing and saying "Ba-na-na" just like &lt;a href="http://www.pigeonpresents.com/book-info.aspx?bid=46"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elephant &amp;amp; Piggie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;I also spent a good deal of time thinking about my wonderful husband too. We had a great weekend together too, even getting to slip away for a movie while Mom stayed with Emery.&lt;br /&gt;My plans to write an ode to Mom &amp;amp; Dad just didn't seem to do justice to all the people I was thinking of and I didn't understand why I was being so reflective.&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered the verse that stood out to me from my Bible study. I had written it on an index card and stuck it on the fridge and of course, didn't think about it again for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn my eyes away from worthless things; preserve my life according to your word. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 119:37&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently I've been consumed with thoughts of insecurity, inadequacy, discontent.  I had already acknowledged these thoughts and turned them to God. Then he brought me that jewel of a verse and filled my mind with the things and people that mean the most to me.  Thank you, Lord for the gift of reflection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6327975291924953945?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6327975291924953945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6327975291924953945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6327975291924953945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6327975291924953945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-started-getting-sentimental-after-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-4386578985733396839</id><published>2010-08-28T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T11:05:31.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our sweet girl</title><content type='html'>For my own memory bank and to hopefully put a smile on your face, I'd like to share with you some of my favorite things about my favorite daughter. oh me and lists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;she loves Jessie from Toy Story. she can 'yee-haw' with the best of 'em&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she's understanding the meaning of the word, "much" so she'll tell me she loves me "sooo much" or when we dip her under the shower head she says, "too much"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she loves to take any opportunity to "scare" you or yell 'peek-a-boo"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the way she says her name: "emmy roof kitteman"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she enjoys sweet tea (i water it down) and her favorite way to drink it is in her tea-cups from her play kitchen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she's seen the original Willy Wonka a couple times. Lately she's taken to singing the Oompa Loompa song intermittently throughout the day. It's like her thinking music.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she not only recognizes the library building but excitedly exclaims, "liberry!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;whenever she walks down our hallway she runs her finger along the panelling-just like daddy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when she thinks she's about to get in trouble or has recently been reprimanded, she instantly turns on the charm. She gets in your face with kisses and hugs tight or whispers, "love you." It's a little ridiculous and I'm totally on to her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she asks to "brushy my teef" about 5 times a day (except she doesn't want to when we ask her to at night; that's besides the point)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she's ours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;**post-edit: Recently I've had the "we don't eat our boogers" chat with Emery. I've emphasized the importance of a tissue and she responded well to my message. Today we were running about town and when I was unhooking her seatbelts she said, "i holding it" and looked down towards her legs. I thought she was talking about her seatbelt because I noticed her clenching her legs around it so I simply smiled and said, "good job." She looked proudly at me and said, "yeah, i holding booger". Sometimes there's no word for such pride...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-4386578985733396839?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/4386578985733396839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=4386578985733396839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4386578985733396839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4386578985733396839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-sweet-girl.html' title='our sweet girl'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-2255435072008402910</id><published>2010-08-27T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T13:21:32.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet and sour</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-the weather has been nice enough to turn off the air and leave the windows open. keep coming, fall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-i woke up in a great mood despite the fact it was 7:30 and my husband was leaving for a week in Iowa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-emery leaked through her diaper in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-i was in super productive mode...it's been a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-our dang roofers still didn't sweep up all the nails in the backyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-emery and i got dressed up (dressed up=out of sleepwear) and ran around town to enjoy the beautiful sunshine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-it is a beautiful day but the sun it hot enough to remind me that it's still August. Not the glory of late September-October. I was reminded around time #7 of getting emery out of her car seat and putting her shoes back on her stinky feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-every time i put emery in her car seat she kissed whatever part of my arm she could reach and sometimes squeezed my arm in a tight (very tight) hug. she also repeated the kisses when i pulled her out of the carseat wherever she could reach--a lot of mid-thigh kisses were involved. How sweet is she?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-remember that husband who left us for a vacation in iowa? well he left his nametag on the fridge and needed me to please bring it a.s.a.p.! (he even asked first by saying, "how much do you love me? how is that fair?! also, i thought that only worked when i said it but apparently i've used it enough times that he realized it's power...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-we ventured to walmart and not only did the bank there replenish their supply of suckers, but Ruffle's Sour Cream &amp;amp; Cheddars were on sale! For $1.98! This is how i know God hears my every thought, even the ones not addressed to him. Two, or possibly three days ago i was also in walmart loathing the fact that Lays is always cheaper than Ruffles and i wish they'd just lower their price so i can eat their delicious chips-it happened! --sale that even surpassed Lay's sale! victory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-we were in a hurry to get nolan's nametag to him so we stopped by mcdonald's (so glad i'm not keeping a food journal). i ordered chicken nuggets for the first time in a while and asked for barbecue sauce. also, miss em wanted a 'cheebooger' so i splurged to get a happy meal since right now they have cute dolls as the toy. the attendant said, "is this for a girl or boy" i proudly responded, "girl." She got a Batman toy. Not a cute Madame Alexander doll. Don't get me wrong, I love the Bat but...why did she ask me and not listen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-my mom is coming tonight! it's the Art &amp;amp; Balloon fest around here so we get to see the balloon launch tonight! Emery will love it! Once last week we saw a hot air balloon floating near our house and Em hasn't forgotten about it! She's been loving that we've kept our windows open so she can stand guard of the neighborhood. She climbs onto her little wooden chair and looks for balloons! (as a sidenote, emery is so cute. anytime she hears people talking, kids running, or a train whistle, she perks up and runs to the window to see what's happening! i know it sounds like i'm describing a pet but give her a break, she's two!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-remember those chicken nuggets i mentioned earlier? remember the barbecue sauce? i pulled over to the gas station before heading to nol's workplace. (by this time, i've also been up for 4.5 hours, ran around town, and haven't eaten anything so those nuggets are manna). I pull open the bag, grab the sauce packets....Sweet &amp;amp; Sour Sauce. Downside: not really a fan of the S &amp;amp; S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Upside: it inspired me enough to come back to the blog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-2255435072008402910?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/2255435072008402910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=2255435072008402910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2255435072008402910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2255435072008402910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-and-sour.html' title='sweet and sour'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-1234313610851225897</id><published>2010-05-01T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:11:17.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy may day!</title><content type='html'>it is May, folks. May. Where did April go? I haven't written since March 18 and as embarrassed as that makes me, I'm going to move on and pretend like I've been writing awesome invisible posts all this time. they were impressive, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just got back from vacation on Wednesday. When I look at the pictures I think, "oh look at those great memories." When I avoid the pictures and think of the past week I think "I'm so glad to be home."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emery actually was a great toddler considering her regular routine was nowhere to be found, she was in a new situation every day and she spent about 1000 hours in the car in Orlando traffic. She was more patient than me I think (which is not that impressive for those of you who know me well).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there was ever I time I could have redeemed a free teleportation card, Tuesday would've been my day. Monday evening Nolan and I got food poisoning from some seafood and were both up sick all night. Then we had to drive back to Orlando from Lake Wales and kill some time waiting for our flight. I love the restaurant Pei Wei and we had waited until Tuesday to go so by the time we got there I couldn't enjoy the lettuce wraps I'd been dreaming of because I was still nauseous from the night/morning before. Then our flight didn't leave until 3:30 so by the time we made it through security and found our gate Emery was in full-out tantrum stage. She cried and cried getting on the plane, finding our seats, and take-off. Finally she fell asleep but only for 45 minutes. We could entertain her in 10 minute spurts but in the times between she was super whiny and Nolan &amp;amp; I were both still not feeling our best. We finally landed at Midway and I thought we were in the clear. Then Emery vomitted all over the airplane seat, her new Mickey &amp;amp; Minnie plush toys, and more importantly her father. All over. Nolan was done. I wanted to laugh because I thought, "seriously? this day is ridiculous" but I held back; too soon to joke. Plus I wasn't the one covered in toddler-sick. Luckily she only was sick from having too many liquids, not the flu or food poisoning (thank you Lord).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep breaths...it's over and we're home now and we have adorable pictures of our almost-2 year old.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, my sister is getting married. In 6 weeks. My sister-in-law and I are planning the wedding. In 6 weeks. I found out Tuesday. I'm not promising any more posts this month from here on out! I'm still processing my thoughts on the matter but really, who has time to process? I'm planning a shower and wedding in 6 weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, just enjoy a few of my favorite pics from last week's trip! I've updated on Shutterfly but I wanted to pick out my faves just for you! Happy May Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466520197982888978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S9z7KD5EpBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/xOaXX92RJmc/s200/21+months+111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466517661262923282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S9z42Z35xhI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lBS3VaMnY-Y/s200/21+months+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466517686387294402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S9z433eBQMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Oga8fEVo1EY/s200/21+months+157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466517699390352002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S9z44n6MKoI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0nqRdHPdf9Y/s200/21+months+175.jpg" /&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/1729773638166715193-1234313610851225897?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/1234313610851225897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=1234313610851225897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1234313610851225897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1234313610851225897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-may-day.html' title='happy may day!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S9z7KD5EpBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/xOaXX92RJmc/s72-c/21+months+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6263589716765294759</id><published>2010-03-18T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:52:56.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>glorious sunshine</title><content type='html'>The last two days have been glorious. GLORIOUS! I love it! We've had our windows open all day today and while it could stand to be a bit warmer, I will not complain! While I was making lunch I let Emery play with her new bouncy balls in the backyard. I was a little apprehensive about this because she's only 20 months but the yard is fenced in and I checked on her every 5-10 seconds from the kitchen window. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought the flourescent bouncy balls at Walmart this morning. 4 for $1 and Em was loving them. She was entertaining to watch. I feel like she's a very particular child. By that I mean she knows exactly where she wants to put each item and concentrates on accomplishing her goal. So while I was stirring the mac &amp;amp; cheese she would hold all 4 balls and place them in a pile on one spot of the yard. Then she'd study them; maybe pick one or two up to examine before placing them back down. Then she'd grab the whole group and move them to another spot in the yard. Sometimes she transported one by one. At one point she was moving the group from the back of the yard towards the front one at a time. She would grab the pink one, walk it all the way past the sidewalk and then into it's new destination (on a piece of grass that looked oddly like the one she just moved it from). Then she'd head back for the green one, the orange one, and the yellow one. Each time I checked on her she smiled, waved, and shouted, "mommy!" but kept on task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, even with her careful methods she misplaced the yellow one. After her nap we headed back out to look for it. I thought we might split up and 'cover more ground' but she just followed right behind me saying, "umm..nope. ummm...nope" She's a regular bloodhound; we still haven't found the ball. I figure Nolan will find it later in the season with the lawnmower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love experiencing the small things with her. I love to see how she interacts with nature, toys, and any thing she comes in contact with. Even though she's a happy baby, she seems to take things seriously. When she's trying to figure something out, she furrows her brow, holds her hands up and doesn't give up asking until I've given a satisfactory explanation. I'm excited (and a little nervous) to see how this will play out as she grows up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday for dinner we met Dad at 'our place' in the park for a picnic! Here are some pictures but you can see more at Shutterfly! We hope you're enjoying the warmer weather as much as we are!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450094501216082338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S6KgErFLWaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/bbtVGIdBhCE/s200/20+months+082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450094511301941250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S6KgFQp1WAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/hpuvkogLx7E/s200/20+months+098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450094526112683522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S6KgGH0_VgI/AAAAAAAAAVA/hunzxhychGU/s200/20+months+113.jpg" /&gt;&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/1729773638166715193-6263589716765294759?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6263589716765294759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6263589716765294759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6263589716765294759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6263589716765294759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/03/glorious-sunshine.html' title='glorious sunshine'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S6KgErFLWaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/bbtVGIdBhCE/s72-c/20+months+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7393674081466113639</id><published>2010-03-15T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T09:12:51.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>give me words to speak</title><content type='html'>sesquipedalian&lt;br /&gt;whirligig&lt;br /&gt;simplicity&lt;br /&gt;gregarious&lt;br /&gt;compel&lt;br /&gt;myth&lt;br /&gt;resilient&lt;br /&gt;pumpernickel&lt;br /&gt;intentionality&lt;br /&gt;mercy&lt;br /&gt;radiant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love words&lt;/strong&gt;. This list is a few of my favorites with no pattern. Some I like because of their meaning, some for emotional attachment, and some just because they sound fun. In a recent book I read one of the characters has a word wall in his house. It's a chalkboard in the kitchen and he writes words that he either wants to look up, laugh at, or teach about. I love that idea! Words are powerful; they evoke life.&lt;br /&gt;At the conference I attended Saturday I listened to the speaker's compelling story of letting her son go to the Marines. She told us about a letter she received from him, telling her how his drill sergeants are verbally breaking him down. She wrote back to him, writing words of affirmation; reassuring him of his value as her own son and more importantly, as a child of God. After his graduation he was able to talk with her freely. He told her that in his toughest moments  of physical and mental testing, the words she spoke over him and poured into his childhood gave him the strenght to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;This story made me think of words spoken to me. Some have shaped my life, for the good and bad. Spoken words encourage me in my daily struggles. Luckily I have a dear friend who speaks words of affirmation to me at least on a weekly basis and I am renewed by them.&lt;br /&gt;I am challenged to think of the words I am pouring over Emery. Words create memories and each day I interact with her, with songs, loving words, and even some shouting words, I am creating memories. As she grows into a young woman, she will hear a lot of other words from the world. Will I have spoken enough affirming words that will drown out the Deceiver's? Are my words the same as God's? I most certainly hope so.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully we have a terrific guide of written words that brings forth life and renews the spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7393674081466113639?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7393674081466113639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7393674081466113639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7393674081466113639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7393674081466113639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/03/give-me-words-to-speak.html' title='give me words to speak'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6619038140876866421</id><published>2010-03-04T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T15:21:00.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby love</title><content type='html'>Emery turned 20 months yesterday. That means that in only four short months we're going to be under the same roof as a two year old. Probably is not going to be that much different than she is now because she's already stubborn, loves the word "no" (although to her it's 'nope'), and has crazy mood swings that our heads spin.&lt;br /&gt;But today she is being extra cute. Possibly to remind me that even when she is an official two-year-old I will still love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nolan stayed home today because I woke up with another awesome sinus headache and Em was running a slight fever. While they looked settled into Sesame Street in the living room, I decided to go back to bed. Emery laid down with Daddy for a bit but then rolled off the couch and asked, "where, mommy?" Nolan told her I was laying down so she grabbed her bowl of cheerios (dry) promptly told her daddy she was coming to be with mommy. He asked, "why don't you stay in here with Daddy?" She looked at him, considering, "ummm, nope." Not rudely, just matter-of-factly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When she joined me in bed (after turning the TV on in our room) she made her self comfortable. After a few minutes she leaned over and kissed me on the head. I felt much better of course.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She has an affinity for wearing obscure items on her head. She grabbed my big mesh bag and naturally threw it over her head and walked up and down the hallway. Then she gave out kisses to Nolan &amp;amp; I threw the bag. Yes, of course I took a picture:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444874123259546210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S5AUKruaCmI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9PTI8dVMRXo/s200/SDC10072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444874131863144290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S5AULLxqh2I/AAAAAAAAAUo/HcyuhRt1SB4/s200/SDC10073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;She loves to "color." Give her a crayon, a pen, a pencil, a marker, a highlighter: she's your best friend. She grabbed her notebook and a highlighter and had some fun this morning. When the highlighter was making it on her clothes and face I asked her to hand it over. She didn't like that so she started to running away into the living room. When she heard me stand up to come after her she threw the pen behind her and ran to the couch for comfort. I was laughing so hard (as was Nolan) that we couldn't get mad at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She has a water gun. I have no idea where it came from and I don't know how she learned to use it (not with water). She just knows you're supposed to point it at people she she ran between me &amp;amp; Nolan pointing the gun (upside down) saying, "psshh, psshh" and cracked up when we pretended to get wet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the way she picks up on words so easily now and tries hard to use the same words we do. Today for nap time she wanted to read &lt;em&gt;In the Night Kitchen&lt;/em&gt;, a new favorite and said, "cock-a-doo-doo book mommy". The Cock-a-doodle-doo part is only one small part of the book but she obviously is paying attention to the details and grasping concepts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every time she sees my camera she wants to watch the video we took of her last night. We taped her singing "The Wheels On the Bus." She loves watching the video and sings along like it's the first time she's hearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I know that was a lot; and it's only nap time. Who knows what's in store for the afternoon. 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I love how true they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a less serious note, a sweet woman from our church gave Emery a potty chair yesterday. We haven't really started potty training yet but it was sweet of her to spoil us like that. It's a great one that can be broken down to have the seat on the "big" toilet and the chair becomes a stepstool; I love versatility!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emery just loves the box. She is thrilled with the potty and likes to sit on it (but not use it) but she's mostly enjoying the box right now. Today she's used it as a drum set and a hat. Earlier when I was typing up my 'review' blog I watched her walk down the hallway in search of me with the box on her head. Got to love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just thought I'd share what's been on my mind and what our sweet girl has been up to! Hope you enjoy the first day of March!! Spring is coming--I just know it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-9203122566891030315?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/9203122566891030315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=9203122566891030315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/9203122566891030315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/9203122566891030315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-friend.html' title='what a friend'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-8657951348598073992</id><published>2010-02-19T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:20:40.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rememberings</title><content type='html'>The sunlight streaming into my room this morning reminded me that spring will eventually come. I'm so ready. Plus, I was looking at pictures earlier this week (I haven't ordered pictures since a little after Em's birthday) and I found a couple favorites that made me excited about sunnier days. enjoy and have a great weekend!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440066889207897602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S38AA1WZ3gI/AAAAAAAAAUI/zd77xTpN8E8/s200/11+months+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440066899599814034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S38ABcEB7ZI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/JRgCd9EmC9s/s200/13+months+089.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440067392960169522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S38AeJ-ThjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Dj71FuTy-W8/s200/13+months+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1729773638166715193-8657951348598073992?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/8657951348598073992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=8657951348598073992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8657951348598073992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8657951348598073992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/02/rememberings.html' title='rememberings'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S38AA1WZ3gI/AAAAAAAAAUI/zd77xTpN8E8/s72-c/11+months+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-8175593754374017680</id><published>2010-02-16T20:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:11:56.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>only a short time</title><content type='html'>Tonight as we were cuddling on the couch after dinner watching Ratatouille, I paused. We have no way of knowing how long our life as a threesome is going to last.  I'm not pregnant and not planning on being so in the very near future but one day I will be.  The three of us work so well together.  Em fits perfectly in between us, snuggled up on her daddy's chest.  Even if we weren't planning on having more children, Emery continues to grow. One of these days she's not going to want to sit on our laps.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to take a moment to be grateful for our lives together right now.  Every day is not easy but it's certainly a blessing. One more day of her sweet kisses, hilarious antics, and her arms reaching up, "mommy, up. up"  One more day of his awesome kisses, his sweet smiles across the dinner table, and him saying, "i love you."&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-8175593754374017680?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/8175593754374017680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=8175593754374017680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8175593754374017680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8175593754374017680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/02/only-short-time.html' title='only a short time'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-2203162575020145135</id><published>2010-02-13T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T09:06:00.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine merry-making</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I visited Holly's site to see if we won the tu-tu--no such luck! Sad day! I was disappointed but she also posted a valentine's idea that I thought looked easy and fun. You should see her site &lt;a href="http://peasinourpod.com/2010/02/the-winner-and-a-craft-tutorial.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to see what the valentine's were supposed to look like and then check out our version:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437773313434896754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S3baBJxiyXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/tUlfiJ1FVaM/s200/19+months+012.jpg" /&gt;I didn't get a close up but I believe that even from this vantage point, you can see ours did not turn out the same way. First of all, I just saw the pictures and thought, "oh that looks simple, I can recreate that" without really reading the directions. It probably would've helped if I saw you should let one dry before trying to paint the second hand-print. Also, her girls are a little older than Emery. Our friend Nikki was visiting with us and we couldn't have accomplished what we did without her. Nikki &amp;amp; I each had a plate with paint and sat on either side of Em. Then we painted her palms (while she kept trying to grab the paintbrushes) and took turns placing her hands on the paper. After we made the valentines we let Emery have at and she &lt;strong&gt;thoroughly&lt;/strong&gt; enjoyed the paint. She decided to make herself even prettier:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437774736922340962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S3bbUArZbmI/AAAAAAAAAUA/saptZN4_8pI/s320/19+months+019.jpg" /&gt;We had a blast! Check out the other photos on Shutterfly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;VALENTINE'S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-2203162575020145135?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/2203162575020145135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=2203162575020145135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2203162575020145135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2203162575020145135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentine-merry-making.html' title='Valentine merry-making'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S3baBJxiyXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/tUlfiJ1FVaM/s72-c/19+months+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-2422252384393331765</id><published>2010-02-10T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:18:35.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all in the timing</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I pouted.&lt;br /&gt;You see, two years ago when we lived in our apartment and Emery was still a dream away, we had a snow day. It is one of my favorite memories of newlywed bliss. We slept in, made breakfast together and then Nolan trekked to the nearest movie store and gas station to bring back entertainment and beverages.  It was a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to yesterday. The evening before all anyone could talk about was the snow we were going to be getting. Everyone speculated snow days and I hoped they were all right and we could recreate those warm memories with the addition of Emmy.  Everyone was partially right. It did in fact snow but not enough to keep Nolan home.  Therefore, as any mature adult, I pouted. It wasn't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up with a horrendous sinus headache.  I also woke to the realization that Nolan hadn't told me goodbye. Or at least, I didn't remember him telling me goodbye. The little bit of hope started to build and as I rose out of bed, I noticed his shoes by the door--he was home!!  I was excited but also relieved because I did not know how I was going to make it through the day with this headache.  Plus today was the reconvening of Lapsit at the library--I didn't want Emery to miss that.&lt;br /&gt;Nolan heard me stirring so he met me in the kitchen to explain why he staying home. He had lovingly decided to help me out since he knew I wasn't going to be well today. Wanna know how he knew? He also lovingly recorded my sleep on his phone last night. Much like the pouting, it wasn't pretty. I apparently kept him up most of the night. (also, I deleted the evidence--too bad)&lt;br /&gt;He was so great today; waiting on me, playing with Emery, and providing for us! He even took Em to Lapsit with all the other moms! He looked so handsome with a snowsuit-clad Em on one arm, the diaper bag and a "Real Moms"-printed bag full of library books in another and aviators on his face. What a modern dad!  If I hadn't already made myself comfortable with a heat compress in my bed I might've just kissed him!&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we each made it through the day and I can say now that I'm glad he didn't stay home yesterday. Perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**As a sidenote, I'm trying to win Emery this adorable tu-tu from Holly at The Peas in Our Pod. You can check it out &lt;a href="http://peasinourpod.com/2010/02/valentines-day-a-birthday-and-a-giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;Wouldn't Em look fabulous!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-2422252384393331765?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/2422252384393331765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=2422252384393331765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2422252384393331765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2422252384393331765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-in-timing.html' title='all in the timing'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-1987446762475080316</id><published>2010-02-06T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:56:38.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>team kitterman</title><content type='html'>Right before dinner tonight I was reading a friend's blog. She commented on her appreciation for the teamwork between her and her husband as parents. It made me think of how Nolan &amp;amp; I interact with each other, particularly where Emery is concerned. We do pretty well together but of course there is conflict at times. As I was reading Elizabeth's post I was asking God to show me a specific way that I can be grateful for our little 'team.' The words 'Ask and you shall receive' were never more relevant than this evening.&lt;br /&gt;**Backstory: last night we spent the night at my folks' where Emery is always spoiled. I'm happy about that but it's not always fun to get her back on schedule. Plus, she's teething so her schedule has been completely off today and she's easily thrown (emotionally speaking).**&lt;br /&gt;Nolan made dinner (scrumptious mac &amp;amp; cheese w/ hot dogs) while Emery and I watched a video (I'm excited about &lt;a href="http://www.newvideo.com/productdetail.html?productid=NV-NNVG154731"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these videos&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;because it makes me feel like I'm at Tiny Tots all over again). Everything was fine; she was tired but cuddly and we were meltdown free.&lt;br /&gt;Then came time to sit at the table and eat. While at grandma's she likes to sit on grandma's lap to eat her meals. That doesn't fly at home and normally she's okay with it. Tonight; not so much. She cried. and cried. and cried--the ugly cry with heaves, real tears, red face, and a lot of snot. Plus she kept reaching out for me and sobbing, "mommy, mommy." Kills me. Literal pain in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;At first, we tried to talk over her. Yeah right. Then I tried to make excuses for her: her day's been off, she took too short of a nap, she's killing me, it'll just be this once, and then I jabbed a low blow and said it was easier for him because she wasn't calling his name. I know. Awful but he let it go (such a good man). He reassured me that we need to stand our ground and she'll be okay. I wasn't buying it and neither was Em. Then we tried reasoning with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19-month-old in full meltdown mode + two reasonable but annoyed parents = no meshing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I picked her up and held her but didn't let her eat. I just held her and told her I wasn't going anywhere but she needed to be a big girl and eat her dinner. So I placed her back in her booster. More sobs and now I was also feeling like a betrayer. I had to leave the room so I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tag-team. Nolan took over. He didn't pick her up. He let her cry but talked soothingly to her and then tried to make her laugh. I could hear the early attempts failing miserably but he didn't stop. He's so good at standing his ground which is great because I'm almost always ready to give it up. Eventually her good nature won out and Daddy got her to laugh despite her best efforts to stay upset. It was funny to listen to the change between sobs, sniffles, half laughs that turn back into sniffles, and then full on laughter. I sat and hid in the office for a bit and when Nolan called me back in, all was well (except her sweet tear-streaked face that re-broke my heart). She ended up laughing with us and finishing her plate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The best part was when she rubbed Nolan's arm (with ketchup hands) and leaned over to kiss his mouth (with her own ketchup-drenched lips while also placing her ketchup hand on his face)No harm done. Dinner finished. Laughter found. Kisses for everyone. Thanks, Nolan for taking one for the team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*as a sidenote and plug for birthday presents (on Em's behalf, of course) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newvideo.com/productdetail.html?productid=NV-NNVG154731"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;those videos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;would be an amazing gift. Just saying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-1987446762475080316?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/1987446762475080316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=1987446762475080316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1987446762475080316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1987446762475080316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/02/team-kitterman.html' title='team kitterman'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-5527157932838908830</id><published>2010-01-29T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T08:16:21.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we did in fact come back</title><content type='html'>The Magic House lived up to its name! The past weekend was a blast despite a minor hiccup!  Our hotel decided to tack on a $100 'deposit' since we use our debit card instead of a credit card so our funds were more limited than we'd planned. Luckily we thought to bring all of our gift cards and made great use of them! We bought breakfast and snack foods from Target to keep in our room which saved us a small bundle in order to splurge on a delicious meal (complete with dessert) on Saturday evening.  Here are some highlights of our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday was spent at The Magic House and we all had a great time! There were plenty of hands-on exhibits to keep Emery occupied. Nolan &amp;amp; I were able to sit back (a little) and simply watch her explore. We can't wait to make a return trip when she's older.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday we all slept in and then had the entire pool to ourselves! That's a benefit of staying at a business hotel over a 'family-friendly' one!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday evening we ate at the Cheesecake Factory. Good glory, that was a wonderful meal.  After the meal we saw a movie (thank you mom for the amc gift cards). We sat in the front row in case Emery was too disruptive but she was great. We sat her in her own seat and she commandeered the giant Sprite. We don't normally let her drink soda so she was in her own little heaven. For most of the movie this situation suited us all just fine until Emery let out a very loud burp and wound up spilling a great deal of the Sprite all over herself!  That's the beauty of being on vacation though--no one will know you and you get to leave the next day!  We just laughed it off and enjoyed the rest of the movie!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you all have had great weeks and get to go on a little vacay of your own soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*I haven't posted pictures yet but that's the plan for when Em's asleep (if Sesame Street wasn't on for an hour you wouldn't even be reading this yet!). Check out Facebook or Shutterfly in the near future! Much love to you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-5527157932838908830?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/5527157932838908830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=5527157932838908830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5527157932838908830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5527157932838908830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-did-in-fact-come-back.html' title='we did in fact come back'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-8459030356491136343</id><published>2010-01-21T22:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:20:52.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise mini-vacation!</title><content type='html'>Nolan's been extra busy with work the past few weeks (in case you didn't pick up on that in earlier posts) so we decided to break away to St. Louis! We're going to hit up &lt;a href="https://www.magichouse.org/index.htm"&gt;The Magic House &lt;/a&gt;at the children's museum. The website shows lots of fun hands-on exhibits that we're hoping Emery enjoys (and we do too!).  Other than that, we have big plans to eat good food, swim, possibly get a little shopping in but mostly RELAX ALL TOGETHER!&lt;br /&gt;We'll let you know how it goes!  Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-8459030356491136343?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/8459030356491136343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=8459030356491136343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8459030356491136343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8459030356491136343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/01/surprise-mini-vacation.html' title='surprise mini-vacation!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7929861759974456707</id><published>2010-01-20T13:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:51:49.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a life lesson in here somewhere</title><content type='html'>today I finished another book. It's &lt;em&gt;Committed&lt;/em&gt; by Elizabeth Gilbert and I already wrote a review for it over &lt;a href="http://www.ajrkreviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (what? didn't know I had this website? surprise!). Anyway, this book has been consuming my extra time and thought process for the last week or so. Lately, I have been reading prefaces and acknowledgments more often than not.  When I was in high school my favorite part of reading new books was learning about the new author first (maybe not the extensive note-taking part though). It seemed to me that you could understand, or at least appreciate a book more when you know where the author is coming from. Once I got to college and we no longer had reading classes I missed this. I think that's where the prefaces and acknowledgments passion stems from.&lt;br /&gt;All this to say that as I was reading the end of &lt;em&gt;Committed&lt;/em&gt; I read Elizabeth's note to her sister Catherine Gilbert Murdock, author of the &lt;em&gt;Dairy Queen &lt;/em&gt;series that I came to love only a month ago! I was so surprised! I knew the author of &lt;em&gt;Dairy Queen&lt;/em&gt;'s name was Catherine. I knew Elizabeth's last name was Gilbert. I knew she had a sister named Catherine because she references her several times in &lt;em&gt;Committed&lt;/em&gt;. Never made the connection. I love finding family connections; it's a secret (or not so secret now) pleasure of mine.  I just like to see how other family's live, how they're similar or different, even how all their names sound together. Weird, I know.&lt;br /&gt;It just got me thinking, what can we learn when we take the time to read until the very last page?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7929861759974456707?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7929861759974456707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7929861759974456707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7929861759974456707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7929861759974456707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/01/theres-life-lesson-in-here-somewhere.html' title='there&apos;s a life lesson in here somewhere'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6718206167265491633</id><published>2010-01-15T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:09:53.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love letter for a friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060685042665154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S1DK8HJ0xsI/AAAAAAAAATw/g3zLnfL3jhQ/s320/17+months+062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Husband,&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Remember me? I'm the needy brunette you married three years ago. I miss you and wish you could come home right now. I want to see you. Really &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; you. You know, without that romantic glow of the computer screen lighting your face or that attractive 'work-is-consuming-my-life' frenzy in your eyes. Can you make that happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember Emery? She's our adorable 18 month old. I don't like talking on the phone so I haven't been able to tell you all the crazy things she's been doing the last couple days. For instance, today at lunch she was taking spoonfuls of applesauce and wiping them on her face for the sole purpose of wiping it away with a napkin. Then, after lunch she used a washcloth and wiped away every surface she could imagine including the carpet, the walls and my back (in that order). All along she was singing "keen up, keen up". Enchanting, I know. Yesterday we played 'Ring around the Rosies" approximately 100 times and I thought I was getting vertigo. She demanded that we watch Barney &amp;amp; friends simultaneously. She didn't want to take my word for it that we (just the two of us) could actually play that game without Barney's help but she wasn't having it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She misses you too. I already told you about her finding your computer mouse. Then when she was 'helping' me with laundry she would yell, "Daddy!" every time she picked up a shirt of yours and proceeded to squeeze it tightly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should make one things clear though. &lt;strong&gt;I am so proud of you&lt;/strong&gt;. You know I appreciate staying home with Em and I know you work so hard. I also know somewhere in my brain that you would rather be with us than work. Sometimes I forget it in the moment; I think I misplaced it under all the neurosis and doubt. You amaze me with all the technical things that are far beyond my comprehension and understanding. You understand though and that is why you are so good at what you do. I am proud to have a husband that works hard and is in demand for his skills. That's hot, babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, without further ado and on behalf of myself and our sweet girl; I have one plea. Come home. We would be much obliged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, your wife&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/1729773638166715193-6718206167265491633?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6718206167265491633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6718206167265491633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6718206167265491633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6718206167265491633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-letter-for-friday.html' title='love letter for a friday'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S1DK8HJ0xsI/AAAAAAAAATw/g3zLnfL3jhQ/s72-c/17+months+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-2462781171133992010</id><published>2010-01-12T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T19:32:30.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Poppin' in</title><content type='html'>Several months ago Nolan and I set about deep cleaning our house. Not a fun time for me because I have terrible allergies. Turns out, sweeping dust into the air sets of said allergies (which is why I avoid cleaning in general).&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this merry-making I texted my friend and asked if she had Mary Poppins' number. If she couldn't come snap her fingers at least she'd have a peppy song to pass the time. Sadly, my friend had misplaced Mary's number and we were on our own. Later that evening; however, Mary Poppins appeared on our doorstep in the form of the 40th Anniversary 2-Disc set. No explanation why she wasn't around earlier though.&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to a few weeks ago when Emery spent time in Wellington. She fell in love with Mary while watching along with Grandma. Mom said she watched it several times. She loved it so much, in fact, that shortly after Em &amp;amp; I were reunited she dragged me into Aunt Bethany's room and turned the video on. Now we're more thankful than ever that Mary appeared at our door that night.  Who knew we'd need it?!&lt;br /&gt;We've watched Mary, Burt and the gang dance around 3 times already this week.  I've heard the "wooden leg named Smith" joke 3 times and I still smile.  I've heard the same gentle lessons told through catchy, witty songs 3 times and still sing-along.  I have to say, I love it. What a great movie! Emery doesn't always sit still through cartoon movies (except Wall-E and Ratatouille) but she's mesmerized by Mary Poppins! She's a girl after my own heart! I can't wait to share more classics with her!&lt;br /&gt;On behalf of Emery, I encourage you all to watch Mary Poppins! (or "Poppin!" as Em calls it) You won't regret it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-2462781171133992010?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/2462781171133992010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=2462781171133992010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2462781171133992010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2462781171133992010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/01/poppin-in.html' title='&apos;Poppin&apos; in'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6923707304414702648</id><published>2010-01-09T20:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:06:33.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something more fun</title><content type='html'>So that last post was not such a happy one. I know you can't always tell someone's mood while reading but let me just inform you that I probably should've just scratched that last one and only put on this one. Oh well. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thought I'd cheer up the blog a bit by adding these pictures of Emery. During her diaper change she decided she would rather shed her warm, fuzzy footie pjs for a more simplistic outfit. Probably because it is easier to raid Mommy's cabinets with minimal coverage. enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424972675101742418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S0lf57-j1VI/AAAAAAAAATQ/EhbWvmp_E_I/s320/18+months+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424972679264105986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S0lf6Le8dgI/AAAAAAAAATY/SbdlfdQgSgA/s320/18+months+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. please focus only on the sweet baby and not my unfinished walls. my kitchen will be painted one day. i just know it. just don't pass this on to my mother-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6923707304414702648?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6923707304414702648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6923707304414702648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6923707304414702648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6923707304414702648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-more-fun.html' title='something more fun'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/S0lf57-j1VI/AAAAAAAAATQ/EhbWvmp_E_I/s72-c/18+months+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7588661676792878827</id><published>2010-01-09T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:49:23.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. It's already well over a week into 2010 and this is my first post. Those were not my intentions but things in this Kitterman household have been a bit crazy since New Year's.  Last week we enjoyed several days of leisure as Emery spent time in Wellington with Grandma Neecee and Papa Rick. Nolan went to work as usual and I spent time sleeping, reading, and eating. Three of my top favorite things.  As a couple we also saw 3 movies, stayed out past midnight on New Year's Eve (without worrying about a babysitter or waking up early in the morning!), and simply enjoyed each other's company. It was splendid.&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a completely different household. Emery's back; which is great because we missed each other.  She hasn't even had a hard time readjusting to Mommy's rules after a week of Grandma's spoiling. Except she won't sit in her chair to eat meals. She wants me to hold her and I'm not sure what to do about that power-struggle. Anyone got any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;Also this week, Nolan was getting up at 6 am and not coming home until around 7 pm because of the conference at work. We definitely appreciate the overtime but it was hard not having him be around other than to eat and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I was going to write more and I was hoping I could draw some spiritual insights from this hard week but really it just left me exhausted. Plus, Emery is screaming in the kitchen due to that aforementioned struggle.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all enjoy your weekend and have been able to usher in the new year well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7588661676792878827?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7588661676792878827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7588661676792878827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7588661676792878827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7588661676792878827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-675245949931612545</id><published>2009-12-30T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:57:55.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In case you're wondering, here are some of my 'resolutions' for 2010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to sew (courtesy my new Singer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read a ton of books (my list is already large but I'm &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; open for suggestions!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pray for Emery every day (hoping this &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jIDObi_2CyM/R6E2IX6NyhI/AAAAAAAAA1o/oUhNuuVUHsU/s1600-h/praying+for+our+children.jpg"&gt;calendar&lt;/a&gt; keeps me accountable)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read my Bible every day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lose weight (original, I know)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be nicer to my husband&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be more intentional about staying in touch with people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;invite more people over (I should clarify by saying more variety)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;change-up my menu--I want to try new things this year and buy more fresh ingredients!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are your plans for 2010??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-675245949931612545?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/675245949931612545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=675245949931612545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/675245949931612545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/675245949931612545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-is-to-come.html' title='what is to come'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6116375659677669837</id><published>2009-12-30T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T11:27:53.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009: A Recap</title><content type='html'>This year I kept a calendar on our refrigerator which may have been one of the best decisions of the year. It started out as a simple meal-planning calendar but I ended up using it to record all our goings-on for the year. I am so glad to have this now since it's hard to think back on a whole year and remember what we've done! Plus, it's handy to refer back to when I'm feeling uninspired for dinner yet again. I also enjoy looking back to see dinners crossed off with 'Date Night!' because that means we were able to have a last-minute date (yes!). It also means we have awesome friends and family who watch Emery to make those dates possible (thanks, guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are a few highlights from 2009&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Trips: 1 trip to Nashville; 1 trip to Gatlinburg (we were big fans of Tennessee this year!)&lt;br /&gt;Meals at home: 210! The other 155 were either eating out (probably at Don Pants) or at family/friend's places!&lt;br /&gt;Books read: 63&lt;br /&gt;Jeopardy total: positive $9400! yes!&lt;br /&gt;Movies watched: turns out, I didn't keep track but we've watched a whole lot. We love movies!&lt;br /&gt;Diapers changed: also, didn't keep track because that would be depressing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Highlights&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Emery: walking and climbing. try to stop her now!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: personal growth. I've learned a lot about who I am and who I want to be. I'm looking forward to how this is going to work out in my daily life from here out.&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: "having our little girl love me." He said there's nothing better than when he comes home from work and she runs to hug his legs and yells, "Dada!". (Seriously, those were his words!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009 we witnessed four couples begin new lives together; celebrated several sweet babies entering the world, and sadly said goodbye to a wonderful, caring woman. Each year brings some sad and a lot of good. I am excited to see what 2010 will bring. That's my favorite part of starting a new year: &lt;strong&gt;fresh potential&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What was your year like? What are you looking forward to most in the coming year? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6116375659677669837?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6116375659677669837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6116375659677669837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6116375659677669837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6116375659677669837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-recap.html' title='2009: A Recap'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-717584965824328961</id><published>2009-12-24T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:07:09.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418895750751145906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SzPI-YplT7I/AAAAAAAAASo/G7AEc3LXLbY/s320/17+months+069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418895767278155922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SzPI_WN7eJI/AAAAAAAAATA/bTPFaGeYGuw/s320/17+months+072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418896519341028258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SzPJrH3sM6I/AAAAAAAAATI/DcITu3JAxxA/s320/17+months+070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418895765128889714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SzPI_ONgRXI/AAAAAAAAAS4/tSn8VXEp6VI/s320/17+months+071.jpg" /&gt; So I know I said I wasn't going to be able to add anything before Christmas but I found some time! These pictures are from an impromptu lunch with Nolan in Tremont. Emery and I decided to visit him at work and go out to eat as a family before our hectic Christmas schedule started. Aren't Nolan &amp;amp; Emery awesome?! (and adorable!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&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/1729773638166715193-717584965824328961?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/717584965824328961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=717584965824328961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/717584965824328961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/717584965824328961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-i-know-i-said-i-wasnt-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SzPI-YplT7I/AAAAAAAAASo/G7AEc3LXLbY/s72-c/17+months+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6040594249135420436</id><published>2009-12-21T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:31:15.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Monday!</title><content type='html'>Only 4 more days til Christmas! I'm psyched! My family is heading over to spend the week with us starting tomorrow. I love when we're all together even though we don't have rooms for everyone just yet and we'll be a bit cramped. All will be well because we're going to be making a lot of delicious food, playing fun games, and opening presents! I know I'm 24 now but I still get excited about opening presents! I love surprises! Since my fam will be staying in the 'office' room I don't know how often I'll be able to update the blog so I'll be saying Merry Christmas to all of you now! I thought I'd also add lyrics of a song we do not miss every year! Hope you all have a Merry Christmas and I'll be looking forward to updating with pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bless us All who gather here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The loving family I hold dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No place on Earth, compares to home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And every path will bring me back from where I roam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bless us all, that as we live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We always comfort and forgive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have so much that we can share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With those in need we see around us everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let us always love each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lead us toward the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let us hear the voice of reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singing in the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bless us all with playful years,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With noisy games and joyous tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We reach for you, and we stand tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in our prayers and dreams we ask you bless us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyone know where that comes from? Ried's don't get to guess. Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6040594249135420436?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6040594249135420436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6040594249135420436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6040594249135420436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6040594249135420436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-monday.html' title='Merry Monday!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-4555099148673814333</id><published>2009-12-17T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:19:19.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday thoughts</title><content type='html'>So I've started a new post about 5 or 6 different times in my head this past week but never got around to writing them out. I decided instead of writing a long 'serious' post about one subject, I'd write little blurbs about all the things I almost started writing about..or things that are just taking up space in my brain. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Em is getting really old. She talks a lot and has her own sassy personality. She now realizes I'm not the only one that can entertain her during our days so she's constantly asking for: Elmo, Abby, Barney, or a cookie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've always enjoyed names. Right now I keep pondering Emmanuel. It's probably my favorite name to describe God. Emmanuel=God with us. What a comfort! As a sidenote, I'm not thinking about it as a child's name; however, I am thinking of 100 others because I have baby fever. Don't tell Nolan (I already did).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peace. At first I was thinking on a large scale what a great blessing Peace will be when Christ comes again. Nations will no longer be fighting each other and the world will be at peace. Just imagine that.What a great relief. I also long for the days when life won't be so hard and everyone can be in perfect relationships with each other. I can see everyone taking a deep sigh of relief and a burden being lifted from us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My sister and I are going to start a women's Bible study beginning in February discussing The New Eve by Robert Lewis. I love listening to her vision for teaching and I am excited to be next to her in this endeavor. It's so great because that book came into my life by 'chance.' We were on vacation in TN with my fam and we visited a bookstore (of course). I was browsing and saw the title of the book and the author's name. My first thought was, "What business does a man have writing a book for women? If he's going to tell me how to be a woman or stay in the kitchen, I'm going to throw his book!" When I picked up the book and opened the front cover the flap said, "I know what you're thinking, how can a man be writing a book about women?". I thought, " I AM! I am thinking that!" Naturally, I had to read-on. Turns out, the book is awesome and helps define a Biblical description of womanhood and now Shan &amp;amp; I are going to be sharing his insights with the women in our church. I hope it resonates with them and changes their lives like it has mine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of 'chance' I'm also reading Silas Marner by George Eliot and she wrote a great quote: "Favourable Chance, I fancy, is a god of all men who follow their own devices instead of obeying a law they believe in...The evil principle deprecated in that religion is the orderly sequence by which the seed brings forth a crop after its kind." So good, right? I love finding different ways of saying, 'you reap what you sow' because it is Truth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another quote I found recently and love: "The greatest good you can do for another is not just to share your riches, but to reveal to him his own" -Benjamin Disraeli. Add that to my parenting mantra!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would really appreciate some snow. I'm trying to get into the Christmas spirit. Really, I am. We watched part of The Grinch tonight (cartoon style), I've wrapped presents, our tree has been up since Thanksgiving, we actually hung the garland this year, I've been drinking hot chocolate at least once a day, Shan is getting me some boots tomorrow, Em has all her snow gear, I'm thinking about peace...I mean, how much more do I need to do?! I need snow! Please. I plan to make paper snowflakes with Emery tomorrow in hopes that it encourages the real snowflakes to feel welcome at our home! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you all have had a wonderful Thursday and will have an even better Friday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-4555099148673814333?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/4555099148673814333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=4555099148673814333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4555099148673814333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4555099148673814333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/12/thursday-thoughts.html' title='thursday thoughts'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7647828645976163941</id><published>2009-12-10T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:53:52.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday treat</title><content type='html'>A trip to Aldi in 15 degree weather to get 1 tsp. of vanilla extract and 2 cups of flour. That's all I was missing. I mean, of course I bought the whole bottle and bag but I was barely short of materials. Plus, I had to drag my adorable toddler in all her snow-gear glory. She kicked off her boots and gloves countless amounts of times. On top of that, when I got to the checkout I realized my debit card was in the diaper bag. In the car. I had to step out of line (after someone was nice enough to let me pass since I only had 3 items and they had a cart-full); grab Em and run out to the car (15 degrees, remember) and then back into the store. All so I grant Nolan's request for chocolate chip cookies. He's worth it though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus, Emery and I had a mommy-daughter bonding moment while making the cookies! I can't wait to actually bake things with her and she's a help rather than an added distraction. She's so adorable that I don't mind it. I mentally prepared for a kitchen disaster but she was actually pretty calm and clean--I was so proud! She poured in the vanilla, the sugar and ate some of the chocolate chips--trying to keep the cookie-to-chip ratio in order. In the midst of baking I was able to capture a few moments. Enjoy the photos while we enjoy our cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413814508674105170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SyG7nK1gP1I/AAAAAAAAARw/28CKUAC5XIo/s320/17+months+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy's little helper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413814511548424386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SyG7nViy4MI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Emy2e51I07Y/s320/17+months+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chocolate!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413814519153944146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SyG7nx4F5lI/AAAAAAAAASA/GwyOHj0tPSw/s320/17+months+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'm just counting them, Mom"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413814527202883330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SyG7oP3G9wI/AAAAAAAAASI/Z_qbx3wCom0/s320/17+months+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't even pose her this way! It's her natural reaction to 'no'. Love it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413814532585853986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SyG7oj6glCI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PL5ohwAsPI8/s320/17+months+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom caved!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1729773638166715193-7647828645976163941?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7647828645976163941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7647828645976163941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7647828645976163941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7647828645976163941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/12/thursday-treat.html' title='thursday treat'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SyG7nK1gP1I/AAAAAAAAARw/28CKUAC5XIo/s72-c/17+months+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6722271534670356661</id><published>2009-12-07T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:21:17.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>schedules</title><content type='html'>I have to say, I love Emery's new schedule. It goes something like this: Bed anywhere from 8-8:30 (normally goes down just fine). Wake up: anywhere from 8:30-9:30 (except today was 10! yeah 10!!). Nap around 1 or 1:30 and in dreamland for at least 2 hours! What a great schedule! It fits perfectly into our lifestyle (or at least the lifestyle I enjoy at home.) Those two hours in the afternoon=letting me do whatever I want. Today that included sobbing over &lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/stephanie-nielson-fireside-120609.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;; browsing &lt;a href="http://www.smallmagazine.net/issue.asp"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;and then watching Ellen. Thanks, Nie. Thanks, Ellen. Thanks, Beks and Thanks, Nolan for showing me how to do links. Now, off for some time with the hubs! (since I don't have to get up early!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6722271534670356661?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6722271534670356661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6722271534670356661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6722271534670356661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6722271534670356661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/12/schedules.html' title='schedules'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-1787627264823279304</id><published>2009-12-03T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:48:47.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts on motherhood</title><content type='html'>Normally 17 months is not a milestone that causes a celebration. We're not having a party or anything but since I knew I was planning to take her 'monthly' picture, I've been reflecting on the past 17 months. It has been a challenging year and 1/2 but not without its rewards. Growing up, I always wanted to be a mother; mostly because who cannot love sweet cuddly babies?! As it turns out, those babies don't stay cuddly or easy or necessarily sweet. That's the part I hadn't thought about or prepared for. I think that is why staying at home was a challenge for me at first. Now after 17 months, I can say I have found my calling. I can also say that without these months of staying at home, I would not have the relationship with Christ that I do now. I would also be missing out on this renewed confidence I have in myself. As it turns out, I'm a good mom. I'm certainly not perfect nor do I have all the answers for the next phases of Em's life..but I am a good mom. Being a mother has given me something to be proud of and to really live for. I wake up to Em's sweet voice (most mornings) coming in over the monitor. It brings a smile to my face-what could be a better way to wake up? Granted, once I go in her room she could have the ornery look in her eye or she and her bed could smell (and feel) like stale urine (or worse) BUT the first moments of hearing her voice get me out of bed and ready to start my day. Sure, some days feel mundane and there are certainly days that make me feel overwhelmed but in general it feels great to have a direct purpose in life (especially when that purpose is as adorable as miss emery ruth).&lt;br /&gt;Please bear with me as I give just a couple examples of why I'm a good mom (this is really more of a reassurance for myself, not for you, and not to be braggadocios) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;her baby book is completely up-to-date and I've been keeping a journal of her developments/funny stories/letters from mom &amp;amp; dad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I mug on that girl something fierce. there's no way she could doubt that her mom &amp;amp; dad love her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm always looking for ways that we can play together or crafts we can do (I can't stop dreaming about mother-daughter dates either!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I try really hard to be an awesome wife so she'll know what a good marriage looks like&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we read books and sing songs daily&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've taken approximately one zillion pictures of her and tried to document our lives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not going to settle for being a mediocre mom. I'm trying to take care of myself, learn new things, and better myself so that I have that much more to give each day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, there's also several things I fall short on and I'd appreciate prayers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ask for prayers, but I'm not consistently praying for Em&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm impatient and I often rush her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes I'm selfish (more times than I want to admit) and want to think about what I want to do, when I want to do it instead of being in the moment with her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not always the best wife to Nolan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm really bad at keeping the house clean (it's orderly but almost always dusty)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I compare her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could go on but I think this is enough for now. When constructing today's blog I intended to actually write all about Emery (maybe a love note to her) but I've been reading other blogs that talked about motherhood and it just got me thinking about my role. I am proud of myself (today) but I also know that I'm not working on my own power. There are days that I would like to turn the monitor off and sleep an hour more. There are a LOT of days that I'd rather read a book all day long rather than play with Em. My relationship with Christ and the knowledge that I'm training up a child in the way she's going to go helps me on the days I can't do it myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I have grown and changed a lot in these last 17 months, I am still working on owning my role. I think the role of motherhood is sacred and I want to be the best I can be. It is not a role to be taken lightly but fortunately there are many rewards (disguised as hugs, slobbery open-mouthed kisses, tears as I her learn and interact, and cuddles when I least expect them) to keep me focused and renewed in my efforts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for putting up with such a long post and I hope my thoughts weren't too scattered. Today I'm just full of love for my sweet girl and appreciative of the role and calling God bestowed on me. For your efforts, I'll reward you all with photos from Em's day! Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beginning the day with a bottle, our fave blanket, comfy couch, and Sesame Street&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411091720942681570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxgPQEHYfeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/3oZDHP2ytOE/s320/17+months+002.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Checking the status of the tree. Yep, still there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411091734071390370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxgPQ1BgsKI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/FU5YN45D8jI/s320/17+months+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wearing her "hat". This was not provoked by me at all--she thought this all herself! Bad news: it messes with depth perception and balance; hence, the drunken stagger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411091740059592098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxgPRLVNZaI/AAAAAAAAARA/rfhBbXj-N0k/s320/17+months+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Push the music button and do a little dance!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411091746944361714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxgPRk-qpPI/AAAAAAAAARI/OoVd3jSLEfc/s320/17+months+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Practice drum skills on the laundry basket. Gotta start somewhere!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411091752348696274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxgPR5HKPtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PNNXUCad4RM/s320/17+months+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't describe what she's doing here but look at that fancy hair! I'm practicing different styles before next week's 'pro' pictures.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411094372305028226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxgRqZNbRII/AAAAAAAAARY/EaJNDXWBV3A/s320/17+months+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That girl would not work with me at all but I did capture this ornery&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411094379137180130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxgRqyqVoeI/AAAAAAAAARg/zMc-PsKgjZM/s320/17+months+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's 'reading'. All the letters are either 'a','b', or 'e'. Love it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411094386022558066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxgRrMT8KXI/AAAAAAAAARo/CotZhA9XeUU/s320/17+months+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emery Ruth, I love you sweet girl! Thank you for letting me be your mommy even when I mess up! Can't wait to watch you grow over the next 17 and counting! Love, Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/1729773638166715193-1787627264823279304?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/1787627264823279304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=1787627264823279304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1787627264823279304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1787627264823279304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/12/thoughts-on-motherhood.html' title='thoughts on motherhood'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxgPQEHYfeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/3oZDHP2ytOE/s72-c/17+months+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-483884734980185827</id><published>2009-12-01T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:00:30.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmastime is Here!</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had grateful Thanksgivings! We enjoyed time with our family and spending time together on the drives to said families. Last night we put up our tree and decorations while listening to Christmas music, drinking hot cocoa, and talking with friends. Just the way we'd love to spend every evening! Enjoy some pictures of the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410390709695752178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxWRr1t9J_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/IC7fiNgTTEM/s320/16+months+093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410390719243401682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxWRsZSSudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/i_NxvW5BUgQ/s320/16+months+113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410390725030383922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxWRsu2BETI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mrMUe6nPZfU/s320/16+months+137.jpg" /&gt;More on Shutterfly!&lt;br /&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/1729773638166715193-483884734980185827?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/483884734980185827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=483884734980185827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/483884734980185827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/483884734980185827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmastime-is-here.html' title='Christmastime is Here!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SxWRr1t9J_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/IC7fiNgTTEM/s72-c/16+months+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6756762683166968922</id><published>2009-11-26T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:25:51.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're off celebrating with our families! Hope you enjoy your holiday weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6756762683166968922?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6756762683166968922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6756762683166968922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6756762683166968922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6756762683166968922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving-were-off-celebrating.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-1641457695834778235</id><published>2009-11-23T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T16:44:16.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday, monday</title><content type='html'>I have to tell all you Kittermans and those who know Nolan, Emery has inherited more than her daddy's dimples. That girl finds the most enjoyment from pushing the same sound button over and over and over..and then over again. God love her but I wanted to throw everything that made sound out of the window today. Hope you all can appreciate that and feel pity for me! just jokes! She was Captain Destructo today though. All books off the shelves, all the baking essentials out of the cupboard, all the toys out of the basket, and almost all of the washclothes/towels out of the drawer.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily today was a bright, warmer, sunny day! Who could stay angry on a day like today?!&lt;br /&gt;Also, we got news that our dear brother is an 'official' lawyer! Congrats, Ian on passing the bar! We're proud of you and hope things go well in Thailand! (also, we miss you and Beks!)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about my writing deficiency...the thing is that I've been overwhelmed by thoughts/challenges and instead of writing them out, I shut down. I've just had a lot of challenging sermons, lessons, songs, books, and anything else  you can find inspiration from. Hopefully all the thoughts in my head will find an outlet soon and I'll be back to writing!&lt;br /&gt;I can say we are super excited about Thanksgiving this Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;My quiet writing space is about to be invaded by Cpt. Destructo so I'm going to go.  Plus, small group is starting soon (yes!) so I bid you all adieu!&lt;br /&gt;Much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-1641457695834778235?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/1641457695834778235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=1641457695834778235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1641457695834778235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1641457695834778235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-monday.html' title='monday, monday'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-256195077577496165</id><published>2009-11-15T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T12:37:22.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Sunday</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share a few things on my mind that I'm happy about...&lt;br /&gt;1. Em is getting really good at eating with a spoon! It's fun to watch even though today at lunch her spoonful was made up of ketchup. That was it and that grosses me out. But on the good side, she is using the spoon on her own and saying "ketchup" so I'm going to call it a win.&lt;br /&gt;2. My wonderful hubs is doing a mountain of dishes right now. Love that guy.&lt;br /&gt;3. laundry is in the washer. I love that we have a washer/dryer and I love doing laundry in general because it's so orderly.&lt;br /&gt;4. Mark gave a great sermon this morning about giving our best. That was after I had morning meltdowns about my wardrobe and lack of sleep. Thanks, Mark for whipping me into shape.&lt;br /&gt;5. Em is asleep right now without fighting me!&lt;br /&gt;6. Derek &amp;amp; Ashley are going to be at our house for a few days starting this evening! Can't wait to see them!&lt;br /&gt;7. Next week starts the holiday season for us and I am super excited to spend time with our families. Some of my uncles from down south will be meeting Nolan and Emery for the first time and I will be meeting my cousin's wife for the first time as well. I love family! (and delicious food) 8. life is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you happy about today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is what happens when you say, "Emery, can you blink your eyes?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404431119356676498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SwBleBpSSZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AMU6-ceae_s/s320/16+months+048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were playing with her magnetic ABCs and she decided she wanted to read about them too.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404431749966310498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SwBmCu2VrGI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xF7Uc9_Jr1Y/s320/16+months+078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-256195077577496165?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/256195077577496165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=256195077577496165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/256195077577496165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/256195077577496165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-sunday.html' title='Simple Sunday'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SwBleBpSSZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AMU6-ceae_s/s72-c/16+months+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6256654916468579366</id><published>2009-11-09T20:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:13:39.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick note</title><content type='html'>hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;as you may have noticed, I changed the blog again. I'm just learning how easy things like this are and I decided it'd be fun to change the look of the blog for the season we're in.  Normally, I like consistency but that's the fun of a blog! It can change while the rest of your life stays constant!  How can you not take advantage of all the great FREE stuff?!&lt;br /&gt;Our Monday was "a case of the mondays". Unfortunately, Nolan didn't have a great day at work but he'll keep plugging away and hopefully problems will find a way of working themselves out.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning praying for patience. When will I learn not to do that? If you pray for something, the Lord gives it to you. That's great when I'm asking for problems to go away but when I ask for patience (my arch nemesis) I also have to accept that I'll be given opportunities that will try said patience.  Fortunately, all's well that ends well and I can go to sleep knowing that God is good, I love my husband, we have a beautiful daughter, and life will go on (despite the fact that I've done dishes in the dishwasher and by hand and there's STILL dishes in the sink. how does that even happen?!)&lt;br /&gt;much love to you all, especially on a monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6256654916468579366?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6256654916468579366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6256654916468579366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6256654916468579366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6256654916468579366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/11/quick-note.html' title='quick note'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-4766202222296733809</id><published>2009-11-08T13:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:59:54.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>catch up</title><content type='html'>Oh blog! I have missed you! It's only been a week but previously, I'd been a roll so a week-long absence now seems like forever. So what is new in these Kitterman's lives? Glad you asked...&lt;br /&gt;My delightful mother came to visit us last Sunday/Monday to get her grandbaby fix and Em &amp;amp; I decided to go home with her. I'd been feeling homesick the past few weeks so I thought I'd take the opportunity to see some of my extended family. Emery and I had a great time visiting Great Grandma and Grandpa, hanging out with cousin Christopher, visiting Grandma at her school, and being near Aunt Beffy. On Wednesday evening I even got to go to a MOPS group and make a CRAFT! I love crafts! "It just so happened" (aka, Thank you Lord for being in control of even the smallest details) that my mom's singing group practice coincided with the MOPS group meeting and childcare was being provided. How much more can you ask for, really? It was a great week surrounded by people I love even though I had to leave the hubs at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of that great man, he has had an opportunity to shine this weekend and boy did he take it! On Thursday evening (as soon as I got home, of course) I got really sick. Nolan stayed home on Friday (even though it was an extremely busy week at work) to take care of Emery and basically waited on me hand and foot. I was supposed to leave Friday evening for a Beth Moore conference with the church but I was too sick to go. Nolan did laundry all day Friday and provided Emery with meals and entertainment. Then Saturday I felt up to heading to Springfield so I was able to attend the conference. Nolan took care of Em and went grocery shopping!! I thought that when I got back from the conference he'd expect me to be back in my normal role but I still wasn't feeling 100%. He didn't miss a beat. He made supper for us as well as breakfast and lunch today! He's a machine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't mean to make this blog a shrine to my husband BUT he's just been so good to me so I had to share my joy with you all. Thank you Al &amp;amp; Sue for raising a great man and Thank you Lord for giving him to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pics are from our week in Hoopeston. Emery enjoyed being doctor/chef and she enjoyed wearing Papa Rick's bike helmet around the house! Also, I'm resonating what C Jane wrote on her blog about the hardship of motherhood. Em turned 16 months this past week..where has the time gone?! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401855177355011538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Svc-qd5ZpdI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ivN9ztC-qso/s320/16+months+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401855184433773074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Svc-q4RG-hI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7Rco59OL08A/s320/16+months+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401855180762750898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Svc-qql3n7I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kGc7mbPWKSw/s320/16+months+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-4766202222296733809?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/4766202222296733809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=4766202222296733809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4766202222296733809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4766202222296733809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/11/catch-up.html' title='catch up'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Svc-qd5ZpdI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ivN9ztC-qso/s72-c/16+months+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-8722385670699076223</id><published>2009-11-01T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:53:27.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Treat</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! Hope you had a great Halloween. To be honest, I've never been one to get super excited about Halloween. I don't do scary things. Ever. However, I have no problem with cute little kids dressing up--I love it in fact. Also, for some reason the thought never crossed my mind that if we take Emery trick-or-treating, Nolan and I get to eat chocolate! What's not to love about that?! The other good news was that we got a hand-me-down ladybug costume--what's not to love about that either?! Em wore the costume all day long and LOVED it. She was a treat to watch all day yesterday. Plus, the rain FINALLY let up so we could go outside. We went to our beloved Kickapoo Park and enjoyed a little sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't know how she would react to going to stranger's houses to get candy but she was a pro. The first house (which handed out full-size goodies!) she was a bit nervous but after that she just held the bucket on her arm and went right up to the doors! I can't imagine what goes through "first-timers" heads. "So now it's okay to talk with strangers and they will give you cookies?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a couple pictures for you of the evening but I encourage you to check out our Shutterfly (I've added a link on the right hand side of this page for your convenience) because I also added a video from the park. She is hilarious! Sorry that you also will have to listen to me breathing heavily in the camera..I have a cold.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399271448254893602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Su4Qxo8kTiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/hGZqK3XFAQY/s320/halloween+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399271455936812338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Su4QyFkFFTI/AAAAAAAAAPA/qiULKD83sa4/s320/halloween+052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was your Halloween??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-8722385670699076223?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/8722385670699076223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=8722385670699076223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8722385670699076223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8722385670699076223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-treat.html' title='Sweet Treat'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Su4Qxo8kTiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/hGZqK3XFAQY/s72-c/halloween+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-5652321956280854318</id><published>2009-10-26T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:52:23.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>winterizing</title><content type='html'>Hey all! Thought I'd share some pictures of the day... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nana K bought Em a winter hat, some bibs and gloves and Emery is enjoying them already. She actually gets angry with me when I take the gloves off her! Also, Em has turned 'Linus-y" today. She's never really taken to a pacifier or her thumb but today she's used a paci and has been seen dragging a blanket around with her...strange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397011193924192914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SuYJFhaoipI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1Ok6cj_63IU/s320/15+months+107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397011201836301554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SuYJF-5BvPI/AAAAAAAAAOg/YpfYlsJpumM/s320/15+months+109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funniest part of this day is that Em gets so excited when I put her gloves on and she walks around the house while clapping or swinging her arms so she can see the mittens. She likes to rub her hands together and is positively giddy ---seriously right now she is walking around with her juice, wearing her mittens and hat completely content. Thanks for making her day, Nana!&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/1729773638166715193-5652321956280854318?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/5652321956280854318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=5652321956280854318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5652321956280854318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5652321956280854318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/10/winterizing.html' title='winterizing'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SuYJFhaoipI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1Ok6cj_63IU/s72-c/15+months+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-88580838416430787</id><published>2009-10-23T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T07:53:27.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so easy and efficient</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For breakfast Emery discovered a new way to enjoy yogurt. Let the innovator show you herself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First, you dip all of your fingers into the yogurt container...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807559199011234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SuHCYwpssaI/AAAAAAAAAN4/f6gdLIhc0BI/s320/15+months+102.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then lick your yogurt-covered fingers (all together or one at a time, your preference)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807565811354114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SuHCZJSNCgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/FSxpByirwgA/s320/15+months+103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally, you'll want to add cereal for crunch (I used Total this morning)...Enjoy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807573418314114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SuHCZln2CYI/AAAAAAAAAOI/S8Qk889PIfI/s320/15+months+105.jpg" /&gt;And when I ask for just one little picture with a smile and a "cheese!" she gives me this...as if to say, "I'll say cheese, Mom but I won't be happy about it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807578260545826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SuHCZ3qUoSI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/irIJ194Zm7I/s320/15+months+106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a sidenote, what you can't see in these pictures are the pieces of cereal stuck under her layer of chins...classy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-88580838416430787?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/88580838416430787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=88580838416430787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/88580838416430787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/88580838416430787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-easy-and-efficient.html' title='so easy and efficient'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SuHCYwpssaI/AAAAAAAAAN4/f6gdLIhc0BI/s72-c/15+months+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7295913407681424412</id><published>2009-10-22T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:14:53.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love him because...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he's a man's man but he will watch musicals and 'chick' flicks with me; no complaints&lt;br /&gt;...he knows the best way to calm me down&lt;br /&gt;...he reminds me that parenting can be fun too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he's easy to please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he has a great sense of humor and laughs at my jokes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he's a great cook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he's handy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he can be quite charming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he gets along with my family and I love his&lt;br /&gt;...he takes life day by day and doesn't worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he loves Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he provides for his family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he married me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...he adores his daughter&lt;br /&gt;...for our anniversary yesterday he called work to say he'd be late so he could enjoy breakfast with his girls. When Emery &amp;amp; I left for Story Time at the library, he stayed to tidy up the kitchen, living room, 'office' and even made our bed (decorative pillows and all).  A gift much better than flowers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How can I not love this man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395113220624968594" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/St9K475da5I/AAAAAAAAANo/lvs3WaZLBpc/s320/15+months+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395113226558981154" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/St9K5SAPRCI/AAAAAAAAANw/F75aInizug0/s320/15+months+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday, Nolan. I love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7295913407681424412?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7295913407681424412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7295913407681424412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7295913407681424412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7295913407681424412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-him-because.html' title='i love him because...'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/St9K475da5I/AAAAAAAAANo/lvs3WaZLBpc/s72-c/15+months+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-1647048525330147944</id><published>2009-10-19T14:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:55:34.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing sweeter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love our little girl. She's so fun! She found our secret hiding spot for the cookies and she'll go up to the cabinet (which has a safety lock on it) and say, "cooookiiee!"..if you could only hear you, you wouldn't judge me for giving in..almost every time. Thought I'd show you what happens when I give in though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394427531040942370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/StzbQjJIaSI/AAAAAAAAANA/o0YLebrBw14/s320/15+months+075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394432982943289090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/StzgN5D8TwI/AAAAAAAAANg/QcG46ebnKlg/s320/15+months+076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394427553712484706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/StzbR3mcsWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/FAewcffgDg8/s320/15+months+077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and yes, for the record, she is a bit too big for the exersaucer but she likes to sit in it for snack time and watch The Electric Company. I don't just put her in there so I can sneak in the back room and update the blog..she requests it. believe me! Hope you are enjoying the sunshine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. Em's hair is starting to curl up in the back more definitely. I'm in love!&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/1729773638166715193-1647048525330147944?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/1647048525330147944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=1647048525330147944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1647048525330147944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1647048525330147944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-sweeter.html' title='nothing sweeter'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/StzbQjJIaSI/AAAAAAAAANA/o0YLebrBw14/s72-c/15+months+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6378067524067079848</id><published>2009-10-16T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T12:28:58.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simple joys</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! Just wanted to share a few recent stories from Em's life. She cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;First, you have to understand that Emery loves her belly button. It is endless entertainment and travels well. On Monday we met my (Amanda) family at Curtis Orchard in Champaign. We were eating at their cafe when Em decides she's done eating and is ready to move on to the entertainment portion of the day. She lifts up her shirt and squeals "Bewy bud" (which translates to belly button). Then she pokes said button and laughs hysterically! Then she repeated the process...a few times! It was so fun to watch. Unfortunately by the time we realized we could put it on camera she was ready to be done! Hopefully I can catch it again soon to share with you all. It's so cute!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The second story happened this morning. I finished dressing her for the day and we headed to the kitchen for breakfast. I thought it was going to be a calm morning but as soon as Emery hit the kitchen she squealed, "Coookkkiiee!!" (she's got that word down pat). She proceeded to squeal Cookie several more times before I could figure out where she was seeing them. Turns out, her adoring father left them in plain sight on the kitchen counter when he was packed his lunch. The way she squealed was like she couldn't believe that her life was so good that she could actually have cookies--at breakfast! She was so excited and of course, I couldn't rain on that parade so we shared cookies for breakfast. (Just one for her and then I gave her cereal so don't judge me! haha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do have a video for you! Emery is very much into the "in &amp;amp; out" concept. Any basket or bowl or container of items you have, she wants to dump out and then put the items back. One night while we fixed supper she sat contentedly on the kitchen floor and played with a basket of apples. I just love that it doesn't take much to entertain her. Please notice pieces of the apples missing--she took a bite out of about 5 before I shot this video. It's not a big action sequence or anything but I thought you all might enjoy watching her mannerisms as she concentrates. --okay I tried twice yesterday to upload the video to no avail so I did upload it to Shutterfly--check it out! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6378067524067079848?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6378067524067079848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6378067524067079848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6378067524067079848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6378067524067079848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/10/simple-joys.html' title='simple joys'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7397393083695760757</id><published>2009-10-06T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:51:43.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's October!! Be Excited!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SsutagrAo1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/CgV1YRo9_7I/s1600-h/party+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389592050037465938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SsutagrAo1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/CgV1YRo9_7I/s320/party+059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Saturday we had our first (of hopefully many) pumpkin carving contest. It was a lot of fun since I'm pretty sure I haven't carved a pumpkin since I was 9. Nolan won the contest even!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday also marked Em's 15 months so I added some pictures of that. Hope you all are enjoying October so far--I love it but I wish it would stop raining! Enjoy the pics! Let us know how you all are doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389592019097171938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SsutYtaRN-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/oveACEgnCG8/s320/party+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389592039224798402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SsutZ4ZEbMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aMK-Yhgeoyo/s320/party+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389590225997133682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SsurwVl593I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1whVWd0BoIg/s320/15+months+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389590239807655890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SsurxJClz9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/2CbOn8nCQ1s/s320/15+months+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;*the picture of Emery pointing and the group of pumpkins are compliments of the Bacus'. thanks for sharing, guys!&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/1729773638166715193-7397393083695760757?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7397393083695760757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7397393083695760757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7397393083695760757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7397393083695760757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-october-be-excited.html' title='It&apos;s October!! Be Excited!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SsutagrAo1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/CgV1YRo9_7I/s72-c/party+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-8630519997918359258</id><published>2009-09-24T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:21:54.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on a lighter note</title><content type='html'>Here's a glance into our breakfast conversation this morning:&lt;br /&gt;E: "mo-mma" (the dash is to emphasize that she drew it out)&lt;br /&gt;A: "at least it's momma, and she stopped saying, 'manda'. Why does she call me that?"&lt;br /&gt;N: "It's probably because she hears me calling you that."&lt;br /&gt;A: "Well she doesn't call you Nolan."&lt;br /&gt;N: "That's because you call me Big Poppa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that man. For the record, I never call him Big Poppa. Unless we're singing the song. Emery does really call me "manda" sometimes though. At least, that's how it sounds. I didn't think that would start until teen angst days. Oh well. I suppose she could be calling me worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I have a question for you all. Is Meatloaf making a comeback that I don't know about? Last Friday as we were watching Monk, they showed a preview for this week's episodes. Meatloaf was making a guest appearance. We thought that seemed random. Then last night we watched Ghost Hunters (which is strangely addictive) and guess who's making an appearance on that show next week? Yeah--Meatloaf. Completely different shows and networks. What's going on?&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of guest appearances though, Nolan and I are excited about Glee next week. Kristen Chenoweth is making an appearance--we love her!&lt;br /&gt;All this in a blog to tell you that we have dumb conversations over breakfast and spend too much time watching television.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good Thursday! (We plan to--thank you Office! and welcome back Grey's!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-8630519997918359258?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/8630519997918359258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=8630519997918359258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8630519997918359258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8630519997918359258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-lighter-note.html' title='on a lighter note'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6868125136375576939</id><published>2009-09-23T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:17:43.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my hope is found</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how God works the smallest details into your life to make a huge impact. If he has something to tell you, he's going to make sure you get the message. A month ago I had a seemingly unimportant discussion with a girl from church. I told her that I was getting ready to start reading &lt;strong&gt;The Return of the Prodigal Son &lt;/strong&gt;(by Henri Nouwen) and she asked if we could turn it into a discussion so she could read it along with me--I said sure.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I was having some identity issues. Apparently I was identifying myself with what I could produce and give to the world. I am someone who likes to see a result for my efforts so it didn't help me when people would say, "being a mom is the most important job. You'll see the results when she's older." older is not soon enough for me! So that led to me feeling inadequate, inefficient, unworthy, and useless--all those good things.&lt;br /&gt;Enter Les into the situation. Les is our good friend who happens to be the youth minister. He preached a couple weeks ago about-guess what? That's right: identity. The sermon was based in Philippians 3 and through a piercing dialogue he explained that our identity should be founded in Christ alone. Of course, I've heard this before but Les' message struck a chord. He emphasized that we may know God but we need to make sure he knows us. I have to work to make my identity based in Christ so that he will recognize me among the crowd when "every knee bows &amp;amp; every tongue confesses." I thought this message was great and I meditated on it for a while but of course, those nagging feelings of inadequacy were never too quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Now enter my good friend, Henri. I was reading the first part of his book to prepare for my discussion tomorrow. He wrote a great line, &lt;em&gt;"I am the prodigal son every time I search for unconditional love where it cannot be found." &lt;/em&gt;How true is that for you? It's head-on for me. When dealing with these dark feelings I didn't turn to God. I kept sliding down the slippery slope and shut off the voice that was telling me, "I love you, Amanda. As you are; not for what you do." I was following what Nouwen describes as &lt;em&gt;"an anxious struggle resulting from the mistaken idea that it is the world that defines me."&lt;/em&gt; After reading, I said, "Okay, Lord. I get it. I'm working on it! It's what I'm striving for; working towards." and definitely, "thank you!" Henri also wrote something that stopped my downward spiral. He said, &lt;em&gt;"When God created man and woman in his own image, he saw that 'it was good' and, despite the dark voices, no man or woman can ever change that."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that's really heavy information about me that you didn't ask for but I can't stop thinking about this today and I wanted you to learn it too. I hope Henri's words (and more importantly, God's) speak to you today! Remember that even if you feel like your failings are great, “grace is always greater.” Much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6868125136375576939?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6868125136375576939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6868125136375576939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6868125136375576939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6868125136375576939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-hope-is-found.html' title='my hope is found'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6580557112077598804</id><published>2009-09-22T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:36:48.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>picture preview</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! Emery and Mommy had a great picture day today. We went on a little walk over to Scully Park to explore and we also were able to play in a little puddle back at home. Em really wanted to swim in the fountain at the park so I'm thinking the puddle gave her the water fix. Here's a preview of the pics from today. The rest are on Shutterly. Enjoy! Hope you had a good "First (official) Day of Fall!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384514864403168722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SrmjvaSPvdI/AAAAAAAAALI/VGHp5kuNZP0/s320/14+months+070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384514877638963698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SrmjwLl58fI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yLzNvfdyhfE/s320/14+months+090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384514889426184898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Srmjw3gMqsI/AAAAAAAAALY/B1xLTwQipaw/s320/14+months+092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384514900164083618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SrmjxfgT_6I/AAAAAAAAALg/qMRJ7EjwbVc/s320/14+months+103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384514911500697602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SrmjyJvLAAI/AAAAAAAAALo/jdeA9LxfJRw/s320/14+months+113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, before you yell at me, I know Em needs a haircut. I'm just not ready to do it yet.  I can already hear Sue saying, "When are you going to cut that baby's hair?!" Not yet. I can't stop the growth in other areas but I can control how long her hair is! I'm not ready to give that up yet--it's so baby-soft and cute! So please be patient with me in this area and enjoy the pictures anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6580557112077598804?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6580557112077598804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6580557112077598804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6580557112077598804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6580557112077598804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/09/picture-preview.html' title='picture preview'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SrmjvaSPvdI/AAAAAAAAALI/VGHp5kuNZP0/s72-c/14+months+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-913609216747400734</id><published>2009-09-22T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:57:32.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in the kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Srj9SAfOleI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Q6khI475Pi8/s1600-h/14+months+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384331840331879906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Srj9SAfOleI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Q6khI475Pi8/s200/14+months+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to appease my need for productivity, I spent the greater part of the day making applesauce yesterday. It turned out great! I was surprised how easy it is to make (time-consuming but relatively easy if you leave the peel on). If you want some, come on over! I made some with cinnamon, some without and one batch with brown sugar &amp;amp; cinnamon. It's an applesauce smorgasboard,basieally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I stirred what seemed to be an endless pile of apples, Emery kept herself occupied with a stepstool. I love that she doesn't need a lot to be entertained! She's very fascinated with the camera these days. She already wants to look at the picture after I take it and she's even taken a few of her own. That means we have a lot of closeups of random parts of her body. She obviously hasn't learned the rule of thirds yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Srj-5rXsYhI/AAAAAAAAAKw/K5n2VVzXHVc/s1600-h/14+months+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384333621369528850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Srj-5rXsYhI/AAAAAAAAAKw/K5n2VVzXHVc/s200/14+months+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Srj-6dsBsJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KLLk8_SfyC0/s1600-h/14+months+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384333634876584082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Srj-6dsBsJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KLLk8_SfyC0/s200/14+months+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Srj-7Sk6TBI/AAAAAAAAALA/rSXjv2EWPEE/s1600-h/14+months+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384333649073818642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Srj-7Sk6TBI/AAAAAAAAALA/rSXjv2EWPEE/s200/14+months+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope you all had a good Monday and enjoy the sunshine today! Much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Book Update: &lt;strong&gt;The Book Thief&lt;/strong&gt; is already excellent. I'm mid-way through and I'm hooked. I love reading it and when I'm not reading, I'm thinking about the next time I can read it! Check it out!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-913609216747400734?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/913609216747400734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=913609216747400734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/913609216747400734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/913609216747400734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-kitchen.html' title='in the kitchen'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Srj9SAfOleI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Q6khI475Pi8/s72-c/14+months+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6326125765560595111</id><published>2009-09-16T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:59:01.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just what i need</title><content type='html'>Hey all! So I have to be honest, I've grown a deep respect for single parents. The thing that has saved my sanity is knowing Nolan will be home Friday. I cannot imagine my outlook on life if I did not have this knowledge and comfort. I have some wonderful friends and family that have made this week bearable. There are two more days left but I wanted to share how I've already been blessed.&lt;br /&gt;The friend who took Emery for a few hours so I could sleep off a terrible migraine. I love her for doing that--I didn't even have to ask her!&lt;br /&gt;The friend who carried Em's diaper bag and protected her on our walk while his wife and I chatted away. He also pushed Em in her stroller so we could continue to gab. I love him for it.&lt;br /&gt;The friend who treats Em as her own. She doesn't ask whether Em needs a diaper change; she just assumes and takes charge. She also showers Em with hugs, kisses, and praises. I love her for all these moments.&lt;br /&gt;The mom who wakes up when her girls are home so she can talk and interact with them even though she's exhausted. If you know her daughters you know that's not an easy feat and I love her for that.&lt;br /&gt;The aunt who treated me to a delicious taco salad and conversation. I love her for that.&lt;br /&gt;The other aunt and uncle who came up for a night of games (you're welcome for the new addiction).&lt;br /&gt;The sister who stayed up much too late with me sharing part of her life, listening to mine and sharing a lot of laughs. Like a whole lot of laughs. Love her for that.&lt;br /&gt;The dad who was willing to watch his granddaughter (tough break) so her mom could go see a movie. Love you, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for making my week a lot of fun! I'm very grateful! Love you all! (Nolan get home quick!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6326125765560595111?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6326125765560595111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6326125765560595111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6326125765560595111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6326125765560595111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-what-i-need.html' title='just what i need'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-8169930463006016863</id><published>2009-09-12T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:50:19.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nice little Saturday</title><content type='html'>It's the weekend! I love the weekends! Weekends = family time! Some of my favorite memories of when Em was first born are from Saturday mornings. I would hear her babble over the monitor in our room; get up (not always cheerfully); go to Em's room and rescue her. Then we'd come back to bed with Daddy and wake him up. She's the best in the mornings--so cheerful and happy to see us after a long 8 hour separation. I love those times together.&lt;br /&gt;However, this Saturday is different. Nolan is in Nebraska until next Friday (I will accept all sympathy!) working at the Husker Harvest Days with his company.  When I told my mom that Nol would be gone she immediately said, "oh so you and Em are coming to spend a week with us?!" I hate to disappoint my mom but I wanted to prove to myself that I could stay at my own house with our daughter and be fine. I know I need Nolan but I told myself I could handle it without him for a week.  Turns out, I can but I'm a pansy! Thursday night was not so fun without looking forward to Nolan around 5:30.  Fortunately the good Lord knows me better than I know myself--he knows I need people! Thursday night my dear friends the Bacus' had Em &amp; I over for a walk to the park and a delicious dinner (thanks, guys!) And as if that weren't enough, "it just so happened" that my good friend Beth's husband also left her for the weekend! What a coincidence! Thankfully Beth is also a pansy and wanted to stay with me! We rented movies and then stayed up far too late talking! Just like teenagers! She's even staying tonight too! It's such a blessing to have a friend like Beth. You should all get one! &lt;br /&gt;Saturdays also mean errands day. Luckily, Beth is free for the day as well so we'll be running around town together (Emery in tow, of course!). I have a book to pick up at the library--I love discovering new books and so I'm getting &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Book Thief&lt;/span&gt;.  I thought it sounded like a fun mystery but it turns out, it's about the Holocaust. I'll let you know how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;As I run errands, I hope you all have a wonderful Saturday as well. It's beautiful here in Lincoln and I hope you enjoy the day wherever you are! Much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Birthday shout-outs: Happy Birthday Natalie &amp; Linda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-8169930463006016863?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/8169930463006016863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=8169930463006016863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8169930463006016863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/8169930463006016863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/09/nice-little-saturday.html' title='nice little Saturday'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-2126867606027018079</id><published>2009-09-08T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:23:23.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>little seeds</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had a great Labor Day weekend! We were in Sandwich visiting with Nolan's family. Our brother &amp;amp; sister-in-law are leaving later this month for a year in India so this weekend was also about saying goodbye. As we were leaving Sandwich I was hit by the realization that Ian &amp;amp; Bekah will miss many family celebrations--I can't imagine how they must be feeling. However, they are answering a much more important call. We will have more family celebrations that fortunately, they will enjoy but for now, they have to answer the call God has placed on their hearts.  One of my favorite verses, I Thessalonians 5:24 says, "The one who calls you is faithful, and he will do it!" So, Ian and Beks, God has called, you've answered and he will be faithful to you! Take courage and peace!&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was also special since we were able to enjoy watching the three granddaughters interact. Riley, Paige, and Emery are such great friends! Riley is a great helper and it was so fun to watch her lead Emery around the trampoline--the joy on Em's face was priceless! Emery &amp;amp; Paige's relationship is fun to watch. Em is fascinated with her cousins and wants to be doing what they do even though she isn't always able to. Just try to stop her!&lt;br /&gt;One moment in particular filled me with much hope for our girls. Riley found Paige's Bible and asked her Uncle Nolan to read it to her. What a great opportunity to spread those little seeds and ignite a passion for the Lord in Riley! Since Paige &amp;amp; Emery were never too far from Riley they all ended up on Nolan's lap to hear the stories.  My prayer is that each of these beautiful girls grows to know the Lord and experience his grace and love--I can't wait to see what the Lord will do each of their lives. Maybe even one of them will follow in Uncle Ian and Aunt Bekah's footsteps to impact the world in a foreign country.  By the time I thought of getting the moment on camera, Paige was ready to move but I did capture a bit of it. Hope you enjoy the video!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a0a6f604f42c4fb1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da0a6f604f42c4fb1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331188991%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20AAAED1A1C01DF18C99DD385671052455ACD9F0.7CFA9E3DCF81E2ED373A27B383F20D161EE5D2ED%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da0a6f604f42c4fb1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeoKlHr9T8HcDJ0M-OlIvgJ0o93Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da0a6f604f42c4fb1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331188991%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20AAAED1A1C01DF18C99DD385671052455ACD9F0.7CFA9E3DCF81E2ED373A27B383F20D161EE5D2ED%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da0a6f604f42c4fb1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeoKlHr9T8HcDJ0M-OlIvgJ0o93Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. what a good and patient dad Nolan is! Did you notice that he kept reading despite the fact Emery had her fingers in his nose and beard! haha! Way to be, Nol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-2126867606027018079?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/2126867606027018079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=2126867606027018079' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2126867606027018079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2126867606027018079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-seeds.html' title='little seeds'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-185529404962453756</id><published>2009-09-01T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:46:26.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>with great anticipation</title><content type='html'>I love fall. When I say that, I mean I LOVE fall! It's my favorite season. I love watching the leaves change, I love the crispness in the air, I love pumpkin patches, apple orchards and bonfires. I don't remember anticipating a season more than I am right now. I think it's because I've got plans to take Em to see pumpkins, collect colorful leaves, and I'm planning a pumpkin-decorating contest with my friends (thanks Family Circle for the ideas).  I can't wait to share my excitement with Emery--I know I should've been better about taking her outside this summer but I wasn't. That may have been for two reasons: first being, all my Parents magazines scared me to death that Em would get skin cancer if I didn't lather her in a gallon of sunscreen. The other reason is a selfish one. I hate being hot and sweaty. Loathe it; and I don't say that lightly.  Now the weather is absolutely beautiful, crisp with blue skies.  What's your favorite part of this season?&lt;br /&gt;With all this anticipation in the air, it is hard for me to be content right now. I'm ready to get to that pumpkin patch and wear my fave combo: jeans w/ a sweatshirt.  However, as my dear Henri Nouwen reminds me, I have to live in the here &amp;amp; now. So in our here and now, I made chocolate-chip cookies again today. It's my 3rd time in 2 weeks which is just about unheard of. I'm basically a chocolate-chip making fiend.  Nolan and our resident &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Sp2_oA6WrEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YC8YxvxLHUs/s1600-h/13+months+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Sp2_oA6WrEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YC8YxvxLHUs/s200/13+months+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376664224310668354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cookie monster (she even growls!) couldn't be more excited!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight when Nolan got home I was trying to keep the cookies from burning, brown hamburger to make BBQ sandwiches and keep Em out of the oven! After he got home and we got things settled down, we had a great little family dinner. I realized how much I really like our little group of three.  Even though I like my even numbers, this threesome seems balanced and right.  I hope we both enjoy this time together before we add any more (not in the plans soon so don't get excited).  I have to say that while I was thinking these great things, Nolan was taking a piece of BBQ out of Emery's nose. So much for me romanticizing our fam-haha.  She was a little imp at dinner tonight actually. She only wanted to eat french fries so I tried to be sneaky and scoop the BBQ with the fry. Then she pulled the stunt with the BBQ in the nose and when I turned another time she stuck her BBQ'ed hand into her hair.&lt;br /&gt;We thought we'd stick some of the pics from tonight! Enjoy and hope you all enjoyed the first of September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Sp2_nfzw6rI/AAAAAAAAAJc/UIkxAq4KIDI/s1600-h/13+months+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Sp2_nfzw6rI/AAAAAAAAAJc/UIkxAq4KIDI/s200/13+months+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376664215424658098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Sp2_m2k3alI/AAAAAAAAAJU/geFr3tvJCSE/s1600-h/13+months+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Sp2_m2k3alI/AAAAAAAAAJU/geFr3tvJCSE/s200/13+months+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376664204356315730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Sp2_mPLY9SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OSgonSCTtn8/s1600-h/13+months+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Sp2_mPLY9SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OSgonSCTtn8/s200/13+months+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376664193780479266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-185529404962453756?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/185529404962453756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=185529404962453756' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/185529404962453756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/185529404962453756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-great-anticipation.html' title='with great anticipation'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Sp2_oA6WrEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YC8YxvxLHUs/s72-c/13+months+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-1066400805098854591</id><published>2009-08-19T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:59:21.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible at Blogging!</title><content type='html'>This is Nolan writing to whoever still follows this blog.  I know that it seems like forever since anything has been posted on this blog and to tell the truth it has been!  It has been almost a year!  Holy cow!  Emery is 13 months old and getting into everything!  I love her though, she brings so much joy into our lives.  I never thought about how having a kid could change every aspect of your life.  People say that they change things but I just did not realize how much.  I don't think it has change in a bad way, I believe it has been a great change.  There are little things that she does that just make you feel like you are the most important person in the world!  I love her little laughs and the little quirky things that she does! &lt;br /&gt;Life has been pretty crazy here lately.  For work I have been doing a lot of projects that take up both my physical and mental time and it seems like I have not seen my wife or child in about a month.  That should all be over pretty soon in about 2 weeks which is great!  Amanda is a great mother!  I never had any doubts!  I love to watch her interact with Em and see how they mesh together, they both love each other a ton and you can really see it.  Emery loves to hug and cuddle with Amanda!  Last weekend we had one of our first major meltdowns and it was on the way to my parents house.  Emery just freaked out and would not stop crying and screaming and she was just getting so upset!  We could not figure it out and Amanda was about ready to give up cause she had already had a bad day!  Finally we just took off her shoes, Amanda held her for a bit and we gave her a french fry and she was fine!  No more problems all the rest of the way there!  I really don't know what happened if anything!  HA!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda has been reading other peoples blogs and really enjoying them.  I figure that if I start posting on them, she might start posting on ours more often now.  Sorry to those that follow if any and hope to start blogging some more.  Have a blessed day/week/month/year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-1066400805098854591?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/1066400805098854591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=1066400805098854591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1066400805098854591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1066400805098854591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2009/08/terrible-at-blogging.html' title='Terrible at Blogging!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-4983320211213662711</id><published>2008-08-14T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T15:01:15.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shades</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was able to go shopping with my mom and sister to get all the last minute things she needed for college. We had a lot of fun and it seems it gets easier each time we take Emery out. We had to go to Target of course and I found Emery a couple of cute outfits and some adorable baby sunglasses. I just wanted to share that picture with you all because it's one of my new favorites. Enjoy and hope all is well with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKSq3uazqXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/oGYaqu4GXqU/s1600-h/shades+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKSq3uazqXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/oGYaqu4GXqU/s200/shades+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234496541241354610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKSrBOupulI/AAAAAAAAAGg/VFkTcgUW8iE/s1600-h/shades+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKSrBOupulI/AAAAAAAAAGg/VFkTcgUW8iE/s200/shades+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234496704533346898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-4983320211213662711?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/4983320211213662711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=4983320211213662711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4983320211213662711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4983320211213662711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2008/08/shades.html' title='shades'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKSq3uazqXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/oGYaqu4GXqU/s72-c/shades+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-3798380185805754120</id><published>2008-08-12T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:39:39.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long overdue announcement</title><content type='html'>It seems a little ridiculous that we would wait six weeks to announce the birth of our daughter.  However, in the midst of diaper changes, 3am feedings, and lullabies, blogging was pushed to the bottom of our priority list.  Now life is starting to hit a routine so I find myself happy to announce that Nolan and I have a bouncing baby girl! Her name is Emery Ruth and she joined us on July 3.  She weighed in at 7 lbs, 14 oz, and was 19 inches long.  She is absolutely beautiful and we are enjoying watching her grow each day.  She now weighs well over 9 lbs, she's probably closer to 11 lbs by now actually.  I am fortunate enough to be able to stay home with her while Nolan goes to work. Sometimes I wouldn't mind switching places but I most certainly would miss her before too long.  I was just commenting to a friend today that I think she's getting very close to responding to us and laughing with us. She coos more and more each day and occasionally I can get her to smile when I blow raspberries on her belly or kiss her cheeks.  She has a prominent dimple on one cheek and I love trying to get it to show.  I'm nursing her and that is getting easier each week as well (thank the Lord). She gives me about 3-4 hour breaks in between feedings at night so I am not too terribly sleep-deprived.  Nolan is such a great dad. He willingly does the gross jobs like suctioning her nose and emptying the diaper pail.  He's also not afraid to get the dirty diapers and Emery certainly puts him to the test on those!  Hopefully I'll be able to update this a little more and let  you know how Emmy is growing and changing.&lt;br /&gt; In other news, I had to have my gallbladder removed last week.  I went 23 years without ever having surgery and then I underwent 2 within 5 weeks of each other (I had to deliver by C-section).  Pregnancy really messes with a girls' body! Luckily I was able to have outpatient, laparoscopic surgery.  The recovery time has been much quicker than the C-section.  My mom came to stay with us and got up with the baby so I could sleep a few nights so I am on the mend.&lt;br /&gt; Tomorrow my mom and sister are coming to pick up Emery and I so we can help Bethany pick out a computer for school. My little sister is moving in to college this weekend! I'm so proud of and happy for her but I cannot believe she'll be so far away from home (SIU Carbondale).&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I said, I will do my best to update more often. That's all our news for now. Enjoy some pictures! She's seriously the best baby ever!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKIfD2HNGJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ffJ4h3Pp3Bs/s1600-h/1+month+old+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKIfD2HNGJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ffJ4h3Pp3Bs/s200/1+month+old+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233779867883739282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKIejkiooNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WzLKYq87t-M/s1600-h/1+month+old+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKIejkiooNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WzLKYq87t-M/s200/1+month+old+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233779313411137746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKIeAQVnOdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kW-5nZ56mqk/s1600-h/1+month+old+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKIeAQVnOdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kW-5nZ56mqk/s200/1+month+old+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233778706692389330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-3798380185805754120?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/3798380185805754120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=3798380185805754120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/3798380185805754120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/3798380185805754120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-overdue-announcement.html' title='long overdue announcement'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SKIfD2HNGJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ffJ4h3Pp3Bs/s72-c/1+month+old+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7501359110184782154</id><published>2008-07-01T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:22:10.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;We had our doctor appointment this morning and here's the news: I'm still not dilated! ah! Anyway, my doctor wants to induce me this evening at 9 pm so we're going to enjoy our last day of freedom and then head to the hospital this evening. We'll update as we can and of course there will be pictures soon!&lt;br /&gt;Love to you all!! &lt;br /&gt;Nolan, Amanda, and Baby!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7501359110184782154?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7501359110184782154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7501359110184782154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7501359110184782154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7501359110184782154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2008/07/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-3997910955288156023</id><published>2008-06-30T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:07:20.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still pregnant</title><content type='html'>Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that check this blog and are thinking, "I bet they haven't updated because they're busy with their new baby..." You'd be sadly mistaken. I'm still pregnant!! I realize I shouldn't complain to much because many woman go much farther past their due date than I am (not even a week yet) but I'm ready to have this baby!! I'm getting very anxious and I don't really like not being able to give people definite answers.&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, Nolan and I have had a great couple of 'last days' together. Emotionally I might be crazy because I'm super excited and impatient to have this baby. On the other hand, I'm a little sad to be changing into a family of 3, rather than just a couple. We are definitely excited to meet our little one though! The last few days have been wonderful for me though because I've been reminded how amazing my husband is. He's actually the greatest!&lt;br /&gt;We're going to the doctor tomorrow morning at 9:15 for another checkup. My doc said she doesn't really like her patients to go much over 41 weeks because it increases the risk of having to do a C-section and can create complications for the baby. 41 weeks will be Wednesday so I don't know if she's going to induce me tomorrow or wait to see what's happening. As of last Wednesday I wasn't dilated at all so we'll see what sort of progress the little one has made in a week's time. Any prayers would be much appreciated.  Despite the fact that we're nervous about what's going to happen, Nolan and I aren't enjoying this limbo time.  We'll be sure to give you updates as we hear them and when baby comes, you can count on pictures!  Thanks for the love and support and prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-3997910955288156023?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/3997910955288156023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=3997910955288156023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/3997910955288156023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/3997910955288156023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2008/06/still-pregnant.html' title='still pregnant'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-3579652102621322049</id><published>2008-06-18T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T06:51:23.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nursery</title><content type='html'>So just wanted to post some pictures that were taken on the way to making this new nursery of ours. Remember that it goes from an awful pink that will never be seen in this house again to this little cute nursery ready for baby K. Hope you all enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SFkO_uk6uHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gpv8z8QUlnk/s1600-h/Painting%21+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SFkO_uk6uHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gpv8z8QUlnk/s200/Painting%21+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213214531655481458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SFkPuLpbbMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YzpH0QXeDrM/s1600-h/Painting%21+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SFkPuLpbbMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YzpH0QXeDrM/s200/Painting%21+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213215329733012674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/3579652102621322049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/3579652102621322049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2008/06/nursery.html' title='The Nursery'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/SFkO_uk6uHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gpv8z8QUlnk/s72-c/Painting%21+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7854329294761791838</id><published>2008-05-22T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T06:52:54.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile....</title><content type='html'>So for all of you that have been reading the blog for sometime have probably stopped reading it because we never update it with new things.  Well this time we have a good excuse.  By the way this is Nolan writing this time, I haven't wrote on here yet so I decided it was time to let everyone know from my side what is going on.  So the excuse is that when you are having a baby come soon you really try to get things finished before the little guy or girl gets here.  In our house we had a bright pink room that was there when we moved in.  Now it has been transformed into the new nursery.  I will post pics later on when I have some time to do that.  This room was also the room that we had stored everything that was moved into the house that we did not need at the time.  It was filled to the brim with stuff.  When we actually got to sorting things out I found out that most of the stuff that was taking up the room in there were books!  My wife loves to read so they were all of her books that had been packed into boxes.  After much sorting and placing books in their right places the room was finally ready to be worked on.&lt;br /&gt;     I would like to say that I was able to do all the painting myself but I am even happier to say that I am glad that we have the friends that we do.  The first night of trying to cover up that horrible pink...and I say horrible because it was everywhere....walls, trim, closet door!  AHHHH!!! was done by me, Jen, Nikki, and my wife with a respirator on.  There was one gallon of primer down and you could still see the pink like crazy.  Round two of priming was done by me, Nikki, and Kristy came by to help.  Kristy, Nikki, and I did the painting of the walls and then I finished the rest of the painting up myself.  Big thanks to Nikki though for coming over to do the red on the bottom part!  Now I am glad to say that last night the last of the pink finally disappeared!  I finished up the trim and now it is all gone!  EVERYONE CHEERS!!!!  Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;     Other than that with the room, our house is a disaster, I finally put up a new mailbox and numbers on our house.  I feel that is it officially ours now!  Manda is 35 weeks pregnant and is about ready to burst...the baby is getting bored and wants out....no room!  It will be here sooner than we know. &lt;br /&gt;    Well if Manda does not post on here then I will try as well.  For now here you go and I will try to put some pics up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7854329294761791838?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7854329294761791838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7854329294761791838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7854329294761791838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7854329294761791838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile....'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-794427988496803738</id><published>2008-03-30T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:50:07.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack of All Trades</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R_BOqk6OzqI/AAAAAAAAADU/wP8MW7IoWQc/s1600-h/new+bathroom+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R_BOqk6OzqI/AAAAAAAAADU/wP8MW7IoWQc/s200/new+bathroom+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183729664472829602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My husband is awesome! I just wanted to show you some pictures of what Nolan was up to the last couple days. I do have to add this his wonderful mother did help paint the bottom color behind the toilet and his dad gave us the great idea to put the sink where it now is; previously it was on the other side of the room which prevented easy flow to the laundry. His parents also bought us mini blinds for all the rooms which look great and make it feel that much homier. (Thanks, Sue &amp;amp; Al! We love you!) So Nolan painted, installed the piping for the toilet and sink and set up a second bathroom for us! He can go into the detail of all the work he did but that's the gist.  I feel so blessed to have a 'jack-of-all-trades' man. So far I don't think I've found anything that he can't do. That is a great quality to have and it saves us a lot of money since we don't have to hire outside help and time since we don't have to rely on others.  We have a lot of work to do on the house before Baby comes. It has been frustrating to me because I'm limited in what I'm able to do such as paint or lift heavy objects. Nolan has been understanding and patient. Meanwhile, I've tried to be less controlling and accepting that his way of doing things are just as good (or often times, better) than how I would want them done.  It's probably the Lord's way of humbling me and saying, "See, Amanda, you can't control everything."  A hard lesson to learn but I'm sure I'll be the better for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R_BQ9E6OztI/AAAAAAAAADs/_lNlN5xJrgM/s1600-h/rlc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R_BQ9E6OztI/AAAAAAAAADs/_lNlN5xJrgM/s200/rlc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183732181323665106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In other news, I'm reading a compelling book by Tony Campolo called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red Letter Christians.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;The book is about Christians and politics.  He has challenged me to think for myself and want to be involved in political decisions.  It's not an easy book to read because it does make you want to take action, which is not always easy. However, I appreciate his objective opinions and that he challenged Christians to follow Christ's examples and commands.  So there is my book recommendation of the month. I've also ordered Shane Claiborne's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus for President &lt;/span&gt;so I'll give you my opinion of that after I've read it; whether you want to hear it or not--ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I go to the doctor for a lab test to check for gestational diabetes. I get to drink some substance that looks like Orange Crush but I have my doubts that it tastes the same.  I also finally have a list of questions for my doctor. This doesn't seem like it would be exciting but up until now I feel I have taken a passive role in this pregnancy and just let things happen as they will.  Now that Baby's arrival is fast approaching, reality is setting in and I'm anxious to talk with the doctor about what lays ahead. If you could keep me and Baby in your prayers as we visit the doctor tomorrow we would appreciate it. I'll let you know how the test goes when we receive the results. So far the pregnancy has been blessed and easy-peasy so I'm praying the results will continue to show good, safe progress.&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with hopes that you all are safe, happy, healthy, and rejoicing in another day!&lt;br /&gt;Much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-794427988496803738?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/794427988496803738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=794427988496803738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/794427988496803738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/794427988496803738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-husband-is-awesome-i-just-wanted-to.html' title='Jack of All Trades'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R_BOqk6OzqI/AAAAAAAAADU/wP8MW7IoWQc/s72-c/new+bathroom+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-1380254320982229000</id><published>2008-03-03T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:42:10.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At the urging of my sister-in-law, I shall update our blog. I knew I wouldn't be good at this. Anyway, Nolan and I are great!  Today I had another check up. My belly is measuring 25 inches and I'm starting to feel Baby move! The first time was actually great timing on Baby's part. I was just getting ready for Nolan to take my 5 month picture and right up by my chest I felt like my stomach did a flip.  It was too high for my stomach so I assumed it was Baby! I really haven't felt too many kicks or heavy movements so I'm enjoying this time before it starts to get painful.  I was able to hear Baby's heartbeat a lot today. The first time wasn't that great because it was faint and Baby was moving around too much. Today I was able to hear a strong heartbeat for a longer amount of time.  It is my favorite moment at doctor visits when she is moving the tool around my belly to find the heartbeat and then, we find it and I hear Baby!  I cannot wait to hold this little guy (or girl) but I know the time will come sooner than I imagine.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Nolan and I will be heading to Florida this Friday.  My friends are throwing me a birthday party and then we'll be heading south after that.  We'll be staying with Derek &amp;amp; Ashley for a week. We always have a great time together so I look forward to that.  Ashley got us tickets to Aquatica, Anheuser-Busch's new water park so I have major plans that include an inner-tube and the lazy river! Nolan will have to experience all the slides and water rides and let me know what I missed.&lt;br /&gt;We're slowly but surely getting the house put together. My parents and sister visited this weekend so they were finally able to see the house. They took me out for my birthday on Saturday and then Bethany stayed until this morning. I always enjoy time with my family and this weekend was postponed several times so it was great that we finally were able to host them.  Hopefully we can host Nolan's family in the near future too (hint hint, Kittermans).&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with some pregnancy pics and my hopes that you are all well! Much love!&lt;br /&gt;*these pictures are of me at 5 months (about 21 weeks). As of &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R8zEhfslrjI/AAAAAAAAADE/mJ1IFIZAT8w/s1600-h/5months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R8zEhfslrjI/AAAAAAAAADE/mJ1IFIZAT8w/s200/5months.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173726151665102386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R8zEq_slrkI/AAAAAAAAADM/uumSuwc0VnQ/s1600-h/5+months%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R8zEq_slrkI/AAAAAAAAADM/uumSuwc0VnQ/s200/5+months%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173726314873859650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday I will be 24 weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-1380254320982229000?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/1380254320982229000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=1380254320982229000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1380254320982229000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/1380254320982229000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2008/03/at-urging-of-my-sister-in-law-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R8zEhfslrjI/AAAAAAAAADE/mJ1IFIZAT8w/s72-c/5months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-5646702329210100771</id><published>2008-01-24T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:43:23.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halfway There!</title><content type='html'>Hello all! Yesterday I went to the doctor for another checkup. As of today I am 18 weeks and 1 day along! That's halfway! Everything is going great. I was able to hear the heartbeat briefly yesterday. Baby seems to be pretty active and wouldn't sit still long enough to get a better reading. Dr. Green-Morrow says everything sounds good though. I also had my blood taken in order to check for signs of Down Syndrome, spina bifidia, or any other chromosomal disease. I'm starting to feel pretty pregnant. I definitely want to eat all the time and last night I realized my belly button is getting smaller. That was certainly an interesting discovery.&lt;br /&gt;We are getting more and more settled into our home. I'm anxious to get the one room cleaned out so we can make room for Baby. Life is good for these Kittermans and I hope you all are well! Much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-5646702329210100771?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/5646702329210100771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=5646702329210100771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5646702329210100771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5646702329210100771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2008/01/halfway-there.html' title='Halfway There!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-7524821826852324855</id><published>2008-01-06T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:55:29.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;    I hope to never forget the rush of emotions. Relief, excitement and shock ran through me the moment I looked at the screen. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. A living being, moving around and for the first time I said, “This is it. I really am pregnant.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just haven’t felt pregnant and with the recent disappointments my family has faced, I was a nervous wreck to visit the doctor. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Then they stuck goo on my abdomen and put the tool to it and I saw our baby!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a feeling like no other and I just felt a bond instantly. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know that sounds cheesy but just wait until it’s yours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our baby is so cute! (ha! Actually it looks a little like an alien right now). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We were able to see Baby moving around and waving to us. It was so weird to feel attached and in love so quickly. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know some pretty awesome babies but I know they don’t compare to my own! So…SURPRISE everybody! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nolan and I are expecting our first child! He or she is set to meet you June 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m 15 weeks along and feeling great. I hope they’re all like this! Nolan is excited and it was great to share the sonogram moment with him. He’s going to be such a wonderful dad.&lt;/p&gt;    In addition to baby news, I'll give an update on the house. We are officially moved into the house and out of the apartment for a whole week now. My boss and her friend helped us move the big items last Saturday and then Nolan's family (Mom, Ian, Bekah, and Riley) helped move the smaller things as well as cleaning on Sunday.  They were such a blessing! I've tried to play the pregnancy card as much as possible when heavy items need moved! Actually it's been hard to take a backseat because I like to help.  Nolan took this last week off to finish things at the house that need to be done in regards to our loan qualifications. He's a lot of help from our friends, Les and Cubby. They've been so great to get into our crawlspace and fill the outer walls with insulation as well as helping Nolan with other projects.  Nolan is frustrated that he keeps finding problems with the house but I try to remind that's just the 'joys' of owning a house.  I will add pictures when I get a chance to take some and the house is a little more cleaned up (if that ever happens).  I have to say that my all time favorite part of my house is my new washer and dryer! I no longer have to haul my clothes to a laundro-mat! I'm definitely spoiled but loving every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;** I promise to add the sonogram picture but I have to unpack my scanner first. Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-7524821826852324855?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/7524821826852324855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=7524821826852324855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7524821826852324855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/7524821826852324855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2008/01/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6370320864980455896</id><published>2007-12-27T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:36:23.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Paige</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R3RtsWHVmfI/AAAAAAAAACU/7apWvNYBrFo/s1600-h/We+Meet+Paige%21+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R3RtsWHVmfI/AAAAAAAAACU/7apWvNYBrFo/s320/We+Meet+Paige%21+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148860882609347058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new niece! Nolan's sister, Tameran and her husband, Frank welcomed a new baby girl into the world on December 17th.  Her name is Paige Elizabeth. Nol and I finally met her last night at the Kitterman Christmas and I must say, I am smitten. She is adorable and perfect! Congratulations Tam &amp;amp; Frank!&lt;br /&gt;Nolan and I sign our closing papers tomorrow! We will officially have a home!  Tomorrow night will mostly be spent cleaning so we can move things in over the weekend.  I hear the best move to have is from an apartment to a house but we'll see how much I actually enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;I will update more pictures of the move and the house when we are a bit more settled. For now, just enjoy a couple more pictures of our adorable niece! Love to you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R3RuumHVmjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-ctSWgs9BK0/s1600-h/We+Meet+Paige%21+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R3RuumHVmjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-ctSWgs9BK0/s200/We+Meet+Paige%21+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148862020775680562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R3Ru72HVmkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hIudcAwXUYs/s1600-h/We+Meet+Paige%21+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R3Ru72HVmkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hIudcAwXUYs/s200/We+Meet+Paige%21+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148862248408947266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6370320864980455896?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6370320864980455896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6370320864980455896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6370320864980455896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6370320864980455896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2007/12/miss-paige.html' title='Miss Paige'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/R3RtsWHVmfI/AAAAAAAAACU/7apWvNYBrFo/s72-c/We+Meet+Paige%21+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-4289089540964387352</id><published>2007-12-05T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T10:40:36.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>I knew it. I knew that when I became a blogger I would not update it enough! Sorry for that and thank you for encouraging me to go on. With that being said, I do have news! Nolan and I are now homeowners!  As of yesterday we found out that the bank accepted our contract on a foreclosed home. We meet with the mortgage company tomorrow to finish the final paperwork and then we wait to move in! It is a 3 bedroom, 1.5 bath home! It has a great privacy-fenced back yard, spacious two-car garage, and plenty of space for our family and friends!  I will update with pictures once we've moved in and settle a little bit. It's a little nerve-wracking and I feel so grown up but we are both very excited! You all need to come over and see it (and feel free to pick up some boxes to help us move! ha!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-4289089540964387352?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/4289089540964387352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=4289089540964387352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4289089540964387352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/4289089540964387352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6479623126746980480</id><published>2007-10-16T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T19:32:33.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nolan and I are almost ready to celebrate our first year of marriage!  I asked Nolan what he thought he's learned from this first year, thinking that maybe I'd hear something romantic. Instead, I got, "more responsibility really messes with our relationship." Not exactly sweet nothings but true.  Life has grown more hectic now that we both have full time jobs and are involved with other activities. We spent a good deal of time straightening up the house after it has been a bit of a train wreck this last month. I am praying that life slows down enough for me to figure out a pattern in our lives where I can keep up with job, family, friends, and housework.  I'll let you know when I come up with that ultimate balance. &lt;br /&gt;More exciting is our weekend coming up! Nolan has an anniversary trip all planned for us! I have no idea (besides guesses) what we might be up to. I cannot wait to see what he has been planning for the last couple months! I'm sure I will love it (and I've been guaranteed satisfaction from my sister). &lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we're just getting up every day and choosing to work on this thing called love&lt;br /&gt;We hope you all are well and hope to hear from you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6479623126746980480?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6479623126746980480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6479623126746980480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6479623126746980480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6479623126746980480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2007/10/nolan-and-i-are-almost-ready-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-5093316888321612636</id><published>2007-10-01T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:42:49.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>legacies</title><content type='html'>In my Bible study this week we took a look at the mourning of Sarah's death in Genesis 22.  Beth Moore is the writer of the series and she asked us to think of couples that we can't imagine one without the other.  I have been so blessed to know so many Godly couples that have given such rich legacies. Luckily, these couples are still living and I am still learning from their examples.  I would like to share just some of my favorite thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rick &amp;amp; Denise Ried&lt;/span&gt;. My parents are amazing parents.  Dad is so quick to help and is always ready to listen to my stories, even when he can't relate or when I'm interrupting his Cardinals game! He has taught me to work hard and to work with integrity.   My mom is wise and I trust her advice.  I hope I never grow out of my need to call her and ask her what ingredients go in a casserole (this usually occurs while I'm at the grocery store frantically deciding what to make for dinner).   She is my voice of reason. We joke that I get so enthusiastic about an idea and I go to Mom to get my reality check. Her lack of 'getting worked up' has often frustrated me but I am learning to appreciate her steadiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Al &amp;amp; Sue Kitterman&lt;/span&gt;.  I am still in the beginning stages of my relationship with my in-laws but I cannot wait to learn more.  Al reminds me of my dad and I appreciate his hard work and dedication as  he provides for his family. I also see him as a man who still loves his wife and I am  appreciative that he has passed this trait to his son(s).  I  love that he is so quick to enjoy himself and have a laugh.  I am also glad I can say that I love my mother-in-law.  She is such a blessing and has one of the biggest hearts I have seen.  My favorite thing to do at my in-laws is to sit up on a stool at the island and enjoy her company.  She is usually busy cooking up a storm  but she never makes me feel that I can't stay to chat.  She is wise and I am glad I can openly seek her advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Newt &amp;amp; Donna Judy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  These are my mom's parents.  They have been married for 50+ years and have not lost their ability to tease each other like newlyweds.  We say Grandma is only a Cubs fan because Grandpa loves the Cardinals.  They might tease a lot but I know they still love each other deeply and I am happy to have them in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phil &amp;amp; Sally Kitterman&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;They are Al's parents.  I am so glad Phil was able to come on the Kitterman trip to the Boundary Waters last summer.  He out-rowed us all and was a joy to be with. Sally takes care of an elderly couple and I admire her for that since I know it isn't easy.  I appreciate her heart and smile.  They are wonderful grandparents and I hope we will have many more years with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bob &amp;amp; Joan Sattler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This couple is a sweet couple from my home church.  One of my favorite memories is from our wedding when Bob &amp;amp; Joan danced together as much as us "young folks." They are always happy together when we see them and I am blessed by their love and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marvin &amp;amp; Linda Andris.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have known Marvin &amp;amp; Linda my entire life and they have a dear spot deep in my heart.  I don't see them as often as I'd like but I still look to them for support and love.  I have really appreciated the way they have taken Nolan in as if they'd known him all his life.  They are another great example of a Christ-centered marriage.&lt;br /&gt;    I really could go on but for the sake of this post, I think I will stop there.  If you didn't see your name on this list, know that Nolan &amp;amp; I still hold you dear and appreciate what your example teaches us.  All of our siblings and their spouses as well as our other extended family members are a testimony to God's love. One lady in my small group described a couple in her life and said, "they are just a couple that always look in the same direction together." I was inspired by that and I simply wanted to share just some of the couples I know who strive to do that in their marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for coming alongside us as we travel this life together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-5093316888321612636?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/5093316888321612636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=5093316888321612636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5093316888321612636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5093316888321612636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2007/10/legacies.html' title='legacies'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6822698604194105254</id><published>2007-09-22T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T08:50:10.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RvU2mobG-qI/AAAAAAAAACM/8AwR9hQWN0g/s1600-h/Photo+Shoot+with+Bethany+and+Anniversary+Dinner+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RvU2mobG-qI/AAAAAAAAACM/8AwR9hQWN0g/s320/Photo+Shoot+with+Bethany+and+Anniversary+Dinner+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113052989263116962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is coming to visit today! I am very excited about that. I hear that Mason City is celebrating their sesquicentennial (I need to pause and chuckle. If you've seen 'Waiting for Guffman', you will understand. If you haven't, change that-ha) so we might head over for some festival food and fun!  We've been planning for her to come visit since Nolan and I have had our own place but for some reason or another, it's never worked out.  That picture is with my grandma Donna.  I love her, she is a great woman! One thing I can say my sister and I have always had in common--we love to laugh. I am so glad that we are over the days of hating each other (when you share a room with your little sister, it's sometimes hard to love her) and now we are the best of friends.  My sister is a hoot! She has so much attitude, I can't imagine where she learned that but she also has a beautiful heart! I love that girl and can't wait until she gets here!&lt;br /&gt;    In other news, I could just hug Nolan every time I think about it! He bought me the mov&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RvU06obG-pI/AAAAAAAAACE/lShkORu83do/s1600-h/on+a+clear+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RvU06obG-pI/AAAAAAAAACE/lShkORu83do/s320/on+a+clear+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113051133837245074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ie, "On a Clear Day." Seriously, you need to check it out if you haven't seen it! One of the critics says, "A movie that makes you feel happy about being alive." Now, I don't always give a lot of credit to critics but this one is right on! It does make me feel happy about life. I've watched it three times and so far, it hasn't lost its charm! Please, for my sake, so I'll stop bothering you about it, just watch it!  It has Billy Boyd from Lord of the Rings, Brenda Blethyn, and Peter Mullan. They're all Irish actors so sometimes you really have to listen to what their saying but it's a rich film! Watch it and then we can talk about it and I'll be giddy!&lt;br /&gt;    Nolan and I have had a rough week as far as our scheduling goes.  He's been working with the farm team all week so he's been home later than usual. Then I have bible study on Monday nights and work late on Thursday nights.  Plus, we have been going to bed earlier since we both work now (Nolan is ecstatic that I finally understand the value of a good night's rest--I've been on college student time for too long I suppose). So this week we haven't spent a whole lot of time together.  This whole growing up thing is tough!  I keep toying with the idea of running away to Hawaii to start over but he seems to think our bills would still find us.  Anyway, I'm sure the next couple weeks will be a bit hairy but we'll be fine once harvest season is over.  Nol is happy to be working with the farm team, he enjoys that type of work.   I've been more comfortable with my job this week but  I'm even more convinced that it is not where I want to stay long-term.  My dear friend helped me have a better attitude and inspired me to have a goal for the job. That has helped my everyday attitude immensely.  When I think that eventually, I want to be at home with our kids, I realize this job will help us pay bills and free us from needing two incomes.  It will prove to be a blessing, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;This is the goings-on of these Kittermans. Drop us a note to tell us how you're doing! Love to you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6822698604194105254?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6822698604194105254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6822698604194105254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6822698604194105254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6822698604194105254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-sister-is-coming-to-visit-today-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RvU2mobG-qI/AAAAAAAAACM/8AwR9hQWN0g/s72-c/Photo+Shoot+with+Bethany+and+Anniversary+Dinner+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-3826072905576393599</id><published>2007-09-11T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:43:45.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new, new, new</title><content type='html'>Hello to all! When I said I probably wouldn't update this as much as I should, I didn't expect my absence to be this long! I have finally been inspired to write again.  Nolan and I have certainly kept busy.  Last Monday I stared the job at World Finance. It is interesting. I'm trying to be patient but I really don't know if it is the job for me.  I'm on the phone for the majority of the day speaking with customers who don't like me because I'm demanding that they be responsible and pay their bills. That gets to be a little disheartening.  Nolan's job is going much better. He recently found out that he will be working the the call center at Precision.  He will miss Les in shipping but he does look forward to talking with customers and being a problem solver.  He might also help with the harvest if needed.&lt;br /&gt;Last night I started my first "Adult Bible Study."  I did feel old but at the same time, it felt natural to be surrounded by older women. I remember wanting to be around my mom and the other ladies from church while growing up.  The bible study is by Beth Moore and we will be learning about the patriarchs. Every once in a while I might be putting insights I've learned during the week.  I have to be honest and say I was skeptical to join the study because lately I've rebelled against the corporate church but last night was a great lesson and I believe I will be learning a lot from the ladies in my small group.  My small group has a variety of ages and women that are in different stages of life. I love that blend. We have widows, a retiree, two young mothers, an empty-nester, an older single woman, and me!  Now that I think about it, I'm actually very excited to meet with these ladies once a week!&lt;br /&gt;In other 'new' news...Nolan and I have two appointments to meet with some other rental property! We are ready to move on from Windemere Estates.  It's been a good run but we need to move out! We're meeting tomorrow evening to look at a duplex and then Nolan will be meeting with a lady about a house on Thursday.  We drove by both places tonight and even though it was dark, they seemed like two great spots.  With the house, we'd have a yard and I love that! It even has a clothes line!  The duplex has a lot of renovations and has more room without having a much higher price than we already are paying.  I'm excited to take a look tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for us as we make decisions about where to live and where to work! I've looked at some other job possibilities and I will be looking into that over my lunch break.  I know I've only been at this present job for less than two weeks but my inner voice is telling me it's not the place.  I don't think it was a waste of time because it has certainly opened my eyes to a lot of things such as the desperate situations of people around me.  Also, in only a short amount of time, it has taught me that I have more confidence in my abilities than I once thought.  Anyway, I would simply appreciate some prayers as I'm struggling with my current job status.&lt;br /&gt;I must close and head off to bed since I'm a working girl now!  Much love to you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RudgOiW0WVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GZH8ZT_-QuI/s1600-h/the+gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RudgOiW0WVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GZH8ZT_-QuI/s320/the+gang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109158105132063058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*I just wanted to find a photo that made me smile and remember my awesome friends. boy, am i dramatic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-3826072905576393599?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/3826072905576393599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=3826072905576393599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/3826072905576393599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/3826072905576393599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-new-new.html' title='new, new, new'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RudgOiW0WVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GZH8ZT_-QuI/s72-c/the+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6598944090575779466</id><published>2007-08-24T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T13:01:35.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new season</title><content type='html'>Wow. Be careful what you pray for!  In our case, it all turned out well but it came at me fast. Nolan and I had been praying for a job for me. I also have recently thought that my life had lacked a little purpose because I didn't feel that I was giving of myself enough.  Well, when God answers prayer, watch out, it's going to move you.  In the the course of one day I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was hired at a small loan organization in Lincoln&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was asked to lead a small group of students&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was reminded that I agreed to proctor tests for a friend of mine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decided to join a women's Bible study group&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That day was a whirlwind and I felt a bit overwhelmed.  After looking at what I am now involved in, I am so excited to start! I start work on September 4th. I have to travel to Springfield for the first week to train at a different branch and then I will officially start in Lincoln on the 10th.  This job will push me out of my comfort zone a bit but I think it will be good. Plus, I'm considered an Assistant Manager, so that always looks good on a resume.  The Bible study doesn't start until the 10th and I'm pretty excited about meeting with ladies in the community; hopefully it will help me settle some roots in Lincoln, beyond being a former student.  Being a proctor for a test really won't be difficult so I'm not worried about that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm most excited about starting the small group with the girls from school.  I think this will be a great opportunity for all of us to grow together and in Him.  I've got some ideas for how the semester will pan out with them.  I am a bit nervous because I tend to shy away from leadership positions but I feel God wants me to embrace it, so I'm going to.  I've also been encouraged by some trusted friends that insist I will do well.&lt;br /&gt;I am genuinely excited about the upcoming months.  These changes and challenges are what I've been looking for.  Now off to Target to get my planner so I can stay ahead of the game...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6598944090575779466?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6598944090575779466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6598944090575779466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6598944090575779466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6598944090575779466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-season.html' title='a new season'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-2879354450104653299</id><published>2007-08-21T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:41:28.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Great Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend was another family-packed weekend. Our niece, Riley turned 3 on Saturday! She's getting so big. I have to brag that she can already tell her right foot from her left foot, she can count to ten (although she sometimes says "1, 2, 3, 8,9"), she knows her colors and most of her shapes, and she is talking really well! I'm so proud of her! My mom is a kindergarten teacher and I know that some of her students can't tell their feet apart. My niece is great! I love her!&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Nol got his car-pool buddy back. Les is back from Africa and Nolan is pretty excited to have someone to ride to work with. Life is so much better when you have a friend traveling along with you.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; grocery day. Nol and I have been low for the last week or so. I love shopping at Aldi's. First, it reminds me of when I was little and I played 'store' with my mom's groceries (b/c you have to bag your own goodies at Aldi). I also love it because I know that Nolan and I have gotten so much more food at Aldi than we could afford at Wal-Mart or Kroger. I feel efficient and smart shopping at Aldi. yum.  I also feel so blessed on 'big' grocery days because I just think it's such an adult feeling to know that you and your husband have enough food to support yourselves.  Just knowing that my fridge, freezer, cupboard, and pantry are full is a blessed assurance.  Finally, this is totally me, I love groceries because, to me, order means everything has its own place. That's how groceries are! Frozen food in the freezer, products in the fridge, and then I get to place all the other items in their designated areas. It reminds me that all is right in this world. Okay, that's a bit much but I love it just the same.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy some pictures from our weekend with our niece and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstaTPxjMtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xVDYNPAmP-Y/s1600-h/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstaTPxjMtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xVDYNPAmP-Y/s320/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101270289625592530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   we played the Wii for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Rsta-_xjMuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RsPZbhhf2rA/s1600-h/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Rsta-_xjMuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RsPZbhhf2rA/s320/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101271041244869346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa should know better than to fall asleep with this crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Rsta_fxjMvI/AAAAAAAAABE/OgedEqtoovs/s1600-h/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Rsta_fxjMvI/AAAAAAAAABE/OgedEqtoovs/s320/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101271049834803954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blowing out the candle (or lighter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Rsta__xjMwI/AAAAAAAAABM/d3J3W25gKWc/s1600-h/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/Rsta__xjMwI/AAAAAAAAABM/d3J3W25gKWc/s320/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101271058424738562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"big" pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstbAfxjMxI/AAAAAAAAABU/ArbyXkHZ014/s1600-h/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstbAfxjMxI/AAAAAAAAABU/ArbyXkHZ014/s320/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101271067014673170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a premonition of what's to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstbBPxjMyI/AAAAAAAAABc/c67vx3Fplv8/s1600-h/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstbBPxjMyI/AAAAAAAAABc/c67vx3Fplv8/s320/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101271079899575074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley loves her Uncle Nolan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstbVfxjMzI/AAAAAAAAABk/GsziGV_Zeu4/s1600-h/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstbVfxjMzI/AAAAAAAAABk/GsziGV_Zeu4/s320/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101271427791926066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Amanda is a bad influence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstbWfxjM0I/AAAAAAAAABs/Qo94TpXIEBY/s1600-h/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstbWfxjM0I/AAAAAAAAABs/Qo94TpXIEBY/s320/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101271444971795266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-2879354450104653299?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/2879354450104653299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=2879354450104653299' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2879354450104653299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/2879354450104653299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-great-weekend.html' title='Another Great Weekend'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RstaTPxjMtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xVDYNPAmP-Y/s72-c/Riley%27s+3rd+Birthday%21+%288.18.07%29+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-5531351384619554820</id><published>2007-08-14T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T17:46:12.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family-Packed Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend was pretty action-packed. Saturday we split up. I went home with some girls to see The Wizard of Oz and Nolan went to Springfield for a bachelor party. The play was great and the girls got to meet some of my extended family! Then on Sunday my immediate family met up to spend a few days in Springfield at Knight's Action Park. I had a lot more fun than I thought I would. We spent a lot of time in the lazy river, just floating through and getting a bit sunburn. My back has a nice sting but Nol seems to be doing just fine. My brother and his wife were up from Florida for her brother's wedding so they were able to join us. That is always a great time! That evening we had a delicious supper at O'Charley's and then went back to KAP to hit at the batting cages and driving range. I surprised myself at how many times I actually hit the softball. Nolan and I also got to experience one of those quintessential "golf lessons" as Nolan taught me how to position myself and hit off a tee. Golf isn't my thing but I appreciated the lesson just the same. Enjoy some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMArOqrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dO3TTm373kA/s1600-h/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMArOqrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dO3TTm373kA/s320/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098721302624775522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my momma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMA7OqrXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JdTESqjBlzE/s1600-h/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMA7OqrXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JdTESqjBlzE/s320/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098721306919742834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters &amp; me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMBbOqrYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kiEGS3SLIjw/s1600-h/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMBbOqrYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kiEGS3SLIjw/s320/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098721315509677442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showing dad some love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMBrOqrZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7mCRy5oBtyw/s1600-h/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMBrOqrZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7mCRy5oBtyw/s320/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098721319804644754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting fresh with Abe &amp; Mary Todd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMB7OqraI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9LVp4AKdUXY/s1600-h/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMB7OqraI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9LVp4AKdUXY/s320/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098721324099612066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a delicious meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-5531351384619554820?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/5531351384619554820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=5531351384619554820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5531351384619554820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/5531351384619554820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2007/08/family-packed-weekend.html' title='Family-Packed Weekend'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/RsJMArOqrWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dO3TTm373kA/s72-c/Knight%27s+Action+Park+%288.13-14.07%29+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1729773638166715193.post-6496994493042790759</id><published>2007-08-10T15:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T15:22:24.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beginnings</title><content type='html'>Hello to all who may come by this blog! We are newlyweds for a little over 9 months now. We hope to keep our friends and family updated on our lives.  We love to have fun and hope you enjoy reading about our adventures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1729773638166715193-6496994493042790759?l=thekittermans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/feeds/6496994493042790759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1729773638166715193&amp;postID=6496994493042790759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6496994493042790759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1729773638166715193/posts/default/6496994493042790759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittermans.blogspot.com/2007/08/beginnings.html' title='beginnings'/><author><name>Amanda and Nolan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00924065992656375558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIPMeo2aCM/TLZUDoqrzKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r_USSUUTkZk/S220/SDC11392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
