<?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-8466542710320970286</id><updated>2012-01-06T09:57:26.965-08:00</updated><category term='sitting on mommy'/><category term='secret to the universe'/><category term='Dora'/><category term='Cooler than cool'/><category term='Spring and terrible twos'/><category term='babytalk'/><category term='Magic Bullet Blender'/><category term='Glucose Tolerance Test'/><category term='jump through paper'/><category term='It&apos;s A Wonderful Life'/><category term='baby flirt'/><category term='GT-Xpress 101'/><category term='Suva'/><category term='bad child'/><category term='Gender Identification'/><category term='baby&apos;s got my face'/><category term='Blue&apos;s Clues'/><category term='roomba'/><category term='No-Cry Sleep Solution'/><category term='drunk blogging 101'/><category term='Santa'/><category term='Pot O&apos; Baby'/><category term='infant development'/><category term='Magic pasta maker'/><category term='TV tuaght my child'/><category term='shoe finger'/><category term='baby air guitar'/><category term='evil eyes'/><category term='The Colber Report'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day Breakfast in bed'/><category term='boldness'/><category term='Braxton Hicks contractions'/><category term='newborn'/><category term='multi-tasking'/><category term='Scunci Steamer'/><category term='Smartware bake ware'/><category term='two year olds'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Baybaid'/><category term='sleep training for babies'/><category term='handwriting'/><category term='ovary exploding'/><category term='2011 New Years'/><category term='nuchal translucency'/><title type='text'>Coon-Ortiz Productions</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.TickerFactory.com/"&gt;
&lt;img border="0" src="http://tickers.TickerFactory.com/ezt/d/2;51;30/st/20070724/n/Keira+Elean/k/b433/age.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-3026788833703939698</id><published>2011-06-21T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:02:41.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boldness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe finger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad child'/><title type='text'>Remember when that guy threw his shoe at our former President?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/cm3b9z0vUBM&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/cm3b9z0vUBM&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Also some video for your enjoyment.  Pay close attention to the last one and the very last seconds. This child is BOLD!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-3026788833703939698?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/3026788833703939698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=3026788833703939698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/3026788833703939698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/3026788833703939698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2011/06/remember-when-that-guy-threw-his-shoe.html' title='Remember when that guy threw his shoe at our former President?'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-7582845973757446106</id><published>2011-06-21T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T14:31:40.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jump through paper'/><title type='text'>From the phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/wM9ibDuGzqA&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/wM9ibDuGzqA&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here are some recent photos.  The last one is Keira jumping through a sheet of paper.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-7582845973757446106?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/7582845973757446106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=7582845973757446106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/7582845973757446106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://media.y8.com/games/content/QWOP.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.y8.com/games/content/QWOP.swf" width="640" height="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mad4flash.com"&gt;Flash Games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-1515915882146872839?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/1515915882146872839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=1515915882146872839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/1515915882146872839'/><link rel='self' 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Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4557046674_3ebfc2fb61.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0855" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note the gravy allover her clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the time she dressed herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/4557046502/" title="IMG_0848 by midnightvamp, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3424/4557046502_02e95b3cd5.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG_0848" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from the learning to dress yourself is hard files...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/4557045968/" title="IMG_0825 by midnightvamp, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4008/4557045968_babfbe3e48.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0825" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-6289880277477741656?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/6289880277477741656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=6289880277477741656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/6289880277477741656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/6289880277477741656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2011/01/she-has-drinking-problem.html' title='She has a drinking 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style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4739801549_64a4f745e2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ru="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4739801549_64a4f745e2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is showing off her spoils from the arcade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4116/4739802339_c85880144e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ru="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4116/4739802339_c85880144e.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making friends with the neighbors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4739802433_63e7938803.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ru="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4739802433_63e7938803.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scraped her knees and was a Drama with a capital D Queen about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4739802491_f41b77a286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ru="true" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4739802491_f41b77a286.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how quickly she got over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-5220712205520768852?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/5220712205520768852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=5220712205520768852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/5220712205520768852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/5220712205520768852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2011/01/never-to-late-for-summer-fun.html' title='Never to late... for Summer Fun'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4739801549_64a4f745e2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-4693338515176995195</id><published>2010-12-31T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T08:44:36.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011 New Years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk blogging 101'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year Years Beeotches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TR9Z0URvhKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oRXo6k89gpo/s1600/IMG_1575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TR9Z0URvhKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oRXo6k89gpo/s320/IMG_1575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557259220529677474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TR7KLgnRfwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yUKLd4yVOTI/s1600/IMG_1577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TR7KLgnRfwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yUKLd4yVOTI/s320/IMG_1577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557101289303801602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TR7KLrCF-TI/AAAAAAAAABs/oo8MmP-M0v8/s1600/IMG_1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TR7KLrCF-TI/AAAAAAAAABs/oo8MmP-M0v8/s320/IMG_1581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557101292100647218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else is there to say???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-4693338515176995195?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/4693338515176995195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=4693338515176995195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-7102059193960804107</id><published>2010-11-25T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T10:54:05.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/5206737451/" title="IMG_1473.2 by midnightvamp, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4125/5206737451_176468c921.jpg" width="249" height="500" alt="IMG_1473.2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/5207331660/" title="IMG_1475.2 by midnightvamp, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4154/5207331660_e649767a84.jpg" width="324" height="500" alt="IMG_1475.2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/5206729157/" title="IMG_1477.2 by midnightvamp, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5206729157_f871282994.jpg" width="350" height="500" alt="IMG_1477.2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/5206726209/" title="IMG_1480.2 by midnightvamp, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/5206726209_98d4feb83f.jpg" width="281" height="500" alt="IMG_1480.2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still having trouble getting her to smile appropriately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-7102059193960804107?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/7102059193960804107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=7102059193960804107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/7102059193960804107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/7102059193960804107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4125/5206737451_176468c921_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-3192293047734975361</id><published>2010-09-20T18:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T18:00:27.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Waldo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/3811813515/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2427/3811813515_80eb16493d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/3811813515/"&gt;IMG_0359&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/8009946@N03/"&gt;midnightvamp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is from spring 2009.  I meant to go back and take pictures at the same location this year but some how it slipped away.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-3192293047734975361?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/3192293047734975361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=3192293047734975361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/3192293047734975361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/3192293047734975361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-waldo.html' title='Where&amp;#39;s Waldo?'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2427/3811813515_80eb16493d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-3894952025538528524</id><published>2010-09-18T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T11:44:41.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keira's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="260" height="195" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=bf93dde0b4&amp;photo_id=5000019938&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=bf93dde0b4&amp;photo_id=5000019938&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true" height="195" width="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/5000019938/"&gt;MVI_1278&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/8009946@N03/"&gt;midnightvamp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I never got a chance to post this enjoy.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-3894952025538528524?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/3894952025538528524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=3894952025538528524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/3894952025538528524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/3894952025538528524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2010/09/keira-birthday.html' title='Keira&amp;#39;s Birthday'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-9119094093971391711</id><published>2010-09-18T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T11:12:12.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What tha...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/4739801889/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4739801889_30397fe287_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/4739801889/"&gt;August2009 005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/8009946@N03/"&gt;midnightvamp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is what happens when you leave your two year old unattended at a computer.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-9119094093971391711?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/9119094093971391711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=9119094093971391711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/9119094093971391711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/9119094093971391711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-tha.html' title='What tha...?'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4739801889_30397fe287_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-221913132631504989</id><published>2010-09-18T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T11:08:40.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/4740437542/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4740437542_0fdf108461_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/4740437542/"&gt;August2009 004&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/8009946@N03/"&gt;midnightvamp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-221913132631504989?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/221913132631504989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=221913132631504989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/221913132631504989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/221913132631504989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2010/09/august2009-004-originally-uploaded-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4740437542_0fdf108461_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-4364751837755400965</id><published>2010-09-18T10:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T10:57:11.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMG_0031</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/3576082300/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3640/3576082300_c4b9980daa_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8009946@N03/3576082300/"&gt;IMG_0031&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/8009946@N03/"&gt;midnightvamp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is how I felt when I discoverd I could post this right from the flicr webpage!  Yessssss!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-4364751837755400965?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/4364751837755400965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=4364751837755400965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4364751837755400965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4364751837755400965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2010/09/img0031.html' title='IMG_0031'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3640/3576082300_c4b9980daa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-6885871268111623109</id><published>2010-06-27T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T20:10:50.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yee Haw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-6885871268111623109?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-283661044917889841</id><published>2010-05-25T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T18:56:16.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handwriting'/><title type='text'>I didn't teach her this either</title><content type='html'>I don't have a robot that can scrub the tub so while I was busy doing that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keira was busy doing this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4640753242_dd74b84e2b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4640753242_dd74b84e2b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=2436226461229263253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2436226461229263253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2436226461229263253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2010/05/thought-id-document-cuteness.html' title='Baybaid?'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4591520187_4e1b9713e5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the recent activities that took place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent some time at a playground in Essex. Of course she wanted to climb up the big kid portion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4556420345_940cecfdda.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4556420345_940cecfdda.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was scary for her... or was that me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4556420375_00ae6b13fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4556420375_00ae6b13fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The payoff sliding down on the "big" slide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4556420413_baa1b34966.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4556420413_baa1b34966.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She climbed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4556420591_479b118c3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4556420591_479b118c3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and climbed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3650/4557048608_de820847e7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 800px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3650/4557048608_de820847e7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4557048286_50dd81712d.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4557048286_50dd81712d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made some friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3287/4557048332_2c0f7fd464.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3287/4557048332_2c0f7fd464.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4557048712_4fc26c4c0d.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4557048712_4fc26c4c0d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3330/4556420867_12331a4885.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3330/4556420867_12331a4885.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laid down for 2 seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3086/4557048764_d695b569da_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 800px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3086/4557048764_d695b569da_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3191/4557048796_332339183d.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3191/4557048796_332339183d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is on the swing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3608/4556420967_338eb6f7fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3608/4556420967_338eb6f7fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always wants to go faster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Carnival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out easy on the train. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4591496551_e2209897b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4591496551_e2209897b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4591496583_258720c1d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4591496583_258720c1d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, she is much more interested in the bigger ride just out of the shot. It was a Pirate Ship that rocked back and forth and had a two story slide. There's no picture of it because I had to go on the ride with her. Lets just say I had to drag her away from that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where she gets that adventurous spirit from? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is on the Merry Go Round &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4591496941_4f0505bdc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4591496941_4f0505bdc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an incident.. but we really just want to forget about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keira went on her first Ferris Wheel At first she was unsure.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4591496987_ed50d5d070.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4591496987_ed50d5d070.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a tad nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4591497061_44177353eb.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4591497061_44177353eb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said it was "high"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4592116638_aa164ef692.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4592116638_aa164ef692.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4591497191_13eebd8e8f.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4591497191_13eebd8e8f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but her adventurous side took over and she wanted it to go faster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3328/4592116964_ca3436b03e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 600px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3328/4592116964_ca3436b03e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She or I should say we, rode on the roller coaster too. She repeatedly requested it go faster but it was sort or hard to take pictures on a roller coaster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later Kiera and Trilliann went for a walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3317/4592139726_0322ee7cee.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border=0 alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3317/4592139726_0322ee7cee.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were climbing up the largest hill in our neighborhood she was singing a song and at first I thought it was total baby gibberish but then I realized it was Spanish! Spanish, that I didn't teach her. 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She spent most of the day trowing up and the day ended in the ER.  But here is something Eastery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3334/4557044828_52a8b2fe20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3334/4557044828_52a8b2fe20.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-2225004773630377417?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/2225004773630377417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=2225004773630377417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2225004773630377417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2225004773630377417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-know-easter-was-forever-ago.html' title='I know Easter was forever ago..'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3334/4557044828_52a8b2fe20_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-8184356291541774124</id><published>2010-01-10T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:59:00.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get this thing off my back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4265217868_e397b01d3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 377px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4265217868_e397b01d3b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, is there something on my back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-8184356291541774124?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/8184356291541774124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=8184356291541774124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/8184356291541774124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/8184356291541774124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2010/01/get-this-thing-off-my-back.html' title='Get this thing off my back!'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4265217868_e397b01d3b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-5641067775819705667</id><published>2009-12-19T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T17:24:30.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2729/4198818770_67033032e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2729/4198818770_67033032e0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2713/4198064587_dd0f4252b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2713/4198064587_dd0f4252b1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2561/4198064677_a99de6bee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2561/4198064677_a99de6bee2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2534/4198818582_5729d32440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2534/4198818582_5729d32440.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2707/4198064493_897e19ab64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2707/4198064493_897e19ab64.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4198064793_6da6ec05ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4198064793_6da6ec05ea.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2625/4198818610_aef86dc1dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2625/4198818610_aef86dc1dd.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4198818666_2d8bfa400f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4198818666_2d8bfa400f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-5641067775819705667?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/5641067775819705667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=5641067775819705667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/5641067775819705667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/5641067775819705667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2729/4198818770_67033032e0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-3816187592067858866</id><published>2009-12-15T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T12:24:47.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes Santa Clause</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4187799665_5c9ca86117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4187799665_5c9ca86117.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas every one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-3816187592067858866?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/3816187592067858866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=3816187592067858866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/3816187592067858866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/3816187592067858866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-comes-santa-clause.html' title='Here Comes Santa Clause'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4187799665_5c9ca86117_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-750143524975119822</id><published>2009-08-18T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:14:11.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooler than cool'/><title type='text'>Does She Look Like Daddy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3538/3835753604_80648e6586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3538/3835753604_80648e6586.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3308/3618809178_21362ea2ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 488px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3308/3618809178_21362ea2ff.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-750143524975119822?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/750143524975119822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=750143524975119822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/750143524975119822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/750143524975119822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2009/08/does-she-look-like-daddy.html' title='Does She Look Like Daddy?'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3538/3835753604_80648e6586_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-4738862444874350078</id><published>2009-08-18T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:03:36.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sitting on mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two year olds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil eyes'/><title type='text'>A Post Comming Soon</title><content type='html'>The reason I haven't been able to post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/3835754546_3dcfbac8da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/3835754546_3dcfbac8da.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's two people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just look at the evil eyes)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-4738862444874350078?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/4738862444874350078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=4738862444874350078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4738862444874350078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4738862444874350078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-comming-soon.html' title='A Post Comming Soon'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/3835754546_3dcfbac8da_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-4525223814706641937</id><published>2009-06-02T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:01:11.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring and terrible twos'/><title type='text'>She is a TROUBLE MAKER!</title><content type='html'>So Keira woke up at 2 am screaming and crying.  After she calmed down and had a little drink of milk she went back to sleep but I can't, so what better time to up date than 4 am.  Also Mom is threatening to never speak to me again until I send some pictures of her Granddaughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots of Keira getting up to no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was awfully quiet one day so I went to check on what she was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3559/3428072784_3e93010747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3559/3428072784_3e93010747.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was eating butter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3401/3428072820_005a85911c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3401/3428072820_005a85911c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTER PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3659/3427263011_d469b44bca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3659/3427263011_d469b44bca.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3575/3427263051_7e33b90050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3575/3427263051_7e33b90050.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least she cleans up afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She definitely thinks of creative ways to play with her toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3572/3428072956_6ab8dd55df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3572/3428072956_6ab8dd55df.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got this ring stuck on her ankle but couldn't get it off and I couldn't resist taking a picture before I assisted her, all the while laughing uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes getting into Mommy's lipstick.  But she's an outside of the lines kind of  person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2482/3575227605_c00163c522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2482/3575227605_c00163c522.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way outside the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3557/3576034016_4db46f1210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3557/3576034016_4db46f1210.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She outside of the lines on a lot  of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3658/3576034164_f2f52eee97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3658/3576034164_f2f52eee97.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...like peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Keira?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3380/3575275991_fb03e1fcf6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3380/3575275991_fb03e1fcf6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh is that her trapped behind a desk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2432/3576082946_617b126a83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2432/3576082946_617b126a83.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made several attemps to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3386/3576082972_7ca1caf212_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3386/3576082972_7ca1caf212_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3338/3575227475_64ec3d24ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3338/3575227475_64ec3d24ce.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she got herself into to the corner behind a bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3363/3575227441_5de16728b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3363/3575227441_5de16728b3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but getting out from that was a bit easeir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3335/3575227655_6e9a0e9f35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3335/3575227655_6e9a0e9f35.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has her good moments too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/3576083162_e93bebe9ef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/3576083162_e93bebe9ef.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tries to help around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3575276183_4c283ccf8c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3575276183_4c283ccf8c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a good Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3378/3575276841_5b72b7db1d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3378/3575276841_5b72b7db1d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves Easter Eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2467/3576083496_46660df9bf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2467/3576083496_46660df9bf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She understood the Hunt part of it very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3643/3575276711_44b6ce569a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3643/3575276711_44b6ce569a_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the cracking of the eggs on others heads... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3612/3576084134_8a11038e24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3612/3576084134_8a11038e24.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...not so much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually she got it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3349/3575277137_b87f751751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3349/3575277137_b87f751751.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2475/3575226751_faa4a8584f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2475/3575226751_faa4a8584f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She loves flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3625/3576033264_35092b3ef6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3625/3576033264_35092b3ef6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3556/3576033174_d2fd64b8d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3556/3576033174_d2fd64b8d3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she so precious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2447/3576033192_feab433e6f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2447/3576033192_feab433e6f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2460/3576033226_5e2d687363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2460/3576033226_5e2d687363.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course up to no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2473/3576033924_2d4b115a09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2473/3576033924_2d4b115a09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3617/3576033984_9a6851b57b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3617/3576033984_9a6851b57b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3309/3575227565_7392a4f740_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3309/3575227565_7392a4f740_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Hai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-4525223814706641937?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/4525223814706641937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=4525223814706641937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4525223814706641937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4525223814706641937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2009/06/she-is-trouble-maker.html' title='She is a TROUBLE MAKER!'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3559/3428072784_3e93010747_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-8296278538222206511</id><published>2009-04-08T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:30:15.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at me now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3548/3425018197_82c6fc1df0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3548/3425018197_82c6fc1df0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keira took her first steps and it wasn't long before she was doing laps around the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3376/3425018037_267d0edf04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3376/3425018037_267d0edf04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3404/3425018059_55b7284688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3404/3425018059_55b7284688.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sagging diaper and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3600/3425018243_3c7915cb00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3600/3425018243_3c7915cb00.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to eat spaghetti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3403/3425826084_a1b78f75c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3403/3425826084_a1b78f75c3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but she watches her weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3308/3425018303_c5cb4de35d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3308/3425018303_c5cb4de35d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She plays well with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3579/3425018135_2c799fee0c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3579/3425018135_2c799fee0c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of her favorite toys. The blue dog and bug jar her aunt Kelly gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3603/3425018079_eddd6a7d78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3603/3425018079_eddd6a7d78.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Daddy is her most favorite toy of all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-8296278538222206511?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/8296278538222206511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=8296278538222206511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/8296278538222206511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/8296278538222206511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-at-me-now.html' title='Look at me now'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3548/3425018197_82c6fc1df0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-2785412798541725703</id><published>2008-12-10T21:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:35:10.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dico Elf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3195/2976802114_0ce141b3db.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-5977836805763524571?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/5977836805763524571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=5977836805763524571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/5977836805763524571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/5977836805763524571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-birthday.html' title='My First Birthday'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2182/2976800594_e9fb8acf76_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-789033190272308071</id><published>2008-07-08T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:29:02.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>Some of the fun things Elean is getting up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3015/2650820293_21a69cd4c2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3015/2650820293_21a69cd4c2_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3183/2651644298_de020ea2f1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3183/2651644298_de020ea2f1_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3067/2650820227_52ab3db1b6_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3067/2650820227_52ab3db1b6_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wriggling,writhing and throwing elbows to the throat to get away from mommy one second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2650820073_aeb38db097_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2650820073_aeb38db097_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  ...and the next, obsseing over mommy's boobies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3087/2651643896_8869669e10_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3087/2651643896_8869669e10_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dipping her feet in the ocean on her first beach outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3099/2650820039_7028b514cc_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3099/2650820039_7028b514cc_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  teething while dipping her feet in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3180/2650820001_57c1f38968_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3180/2650820001_57c1f38968_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; smirking at the camera whlie dipping her feet in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2651643802_47ae234949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2651643802_47ae234949.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; still not cooperating with regard to smiling at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3109/2651643844_0eb235350a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3109/2651643844_0eb235350a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finally smiling at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3126/2651643752_d5766684b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3126/2651643752_d5766684b5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haging with the girls I look after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3087/2651643712_e3bc5fd553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3087/2651643712_e3bc5fd553.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a rainbow... I thought it was cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/2651642796_644c7af11c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/2651642796_644c7af11c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; having a grand time "playing" with Trilli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3177/2650819693_25ded1a09e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3177/2650819693_25ded1a09e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trilli, not so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3291/2650819657_73160b5e40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3291/2650819657_73160b5e40.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bye everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-789033190272308071?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/789033190272308071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=789033190272308071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/789033190272308071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/789033190272308071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2651643802_47ae234949_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-2549546455245235203</id><published>2008-06-14T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:53:55.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>I know it's no longer Father's Day, but I wrote this back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello every one. Some news in the land of Keira Elean. She now has teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3082/2579787014_35eecd82a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3082/2579787014_35eecd82a0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You might be able to see the one on the bottom. She is going a ton of cruising and loves playing outside in the yard. Two days ago I caught her doing this.&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3129/2579787188_bd8823df88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3129/2579787188_bd8823df88.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I thought OMG we are in trouble. Then today I watched her do this.&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2578956751_c14153ab92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2578956751_c14153ab92.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-2549546455245235203?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/2549546455245235203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=2549546455245235203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2549546455245235203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2549546455245235203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3082/2579787014_35eecd82a0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-2398990678996746212</id><published>2008-05-11T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T13:14:45.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2484240642_9d2844ccd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2484240642_9d2844ccd1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2212/2484240460_2cd0b51473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2212/2484240460_2cd0b51473.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2024/2483447605_c6827443eb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2024/2483447605_c6827443eb_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3236/2483424307_6914d00eb9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3236/2483424307_6914d00eb9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to get her to look at the camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-2398990678996746212?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/2398990678996746212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=2398990678996746212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2398990678996746212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2398990678996746212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2484240642_9d2844ccd1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-6623871576438018674</id><published>2008-03-11T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:46:41.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret to the universe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ovary exploding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infant development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby air guitar'/><title type='text'>It's 4 am....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2142/2326522790_5149988cb8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2142/2326522790_5149988cb8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(This cuteness brought to you by: Hat-Aunt Kelly Coon, Camping Onsie-The Chapmans, Corduroy Pants &amp; Pink moccasins-Grandma,) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... So why am I up? I guess I could blame it on the recent time change. I was hopeful that it was going to go smoothly. The day of the time change Elean hadn't taken very long naps so she was tired earlier than usual. I decided to take advantage and start the bed time routine earlier. My plan backfired. Sure she went to sleep about an hour earlier but, she woke up at about 1 AM and was up for three hours. That coupled with the fact that I was just starting to drift off to sleep when she woke up made for a literally sleepless night. Now I'm not complaining, because I consider myself lucky in the sleep department, never really losing out on that much sleep since she was born. I mean every one warns you so much about the loss of sleep, so I expected it to be worse that it has been, but the day after the time change I was so exhausted. Tom started to laugh at how I just sat there staring off into the distance, with a glazed look on my face and my mouth wide open. He literally said to Keira "look what you did to Mommy" then laughed. Luckily he took care of her in the afternoon while I took a nap. Last night I decided to split the difference and instead of putting her to bed a hour earlier, we started 30 minutes earlier. She slept really well, I was able to sneak away and do other things. She woke up a few times and I went in to nurse her but she fell asleep quickly. So at about 10 PM I decided to join her and not stay up late again, But at 1 AM she was up. I mean she was up, like GOOD MORNING MOMMY, LETS PLAY! She was all smiley and babbling. OMG the babbling...it's sooo cute my ovaries explode* every time she does it. So she was up again for three hours. Tonight she refused to go to sleep until about 9 PM so she didn't wake up THANK GOD, but I did! Oh well. It gives me some quiet time to post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's almost crawling now, she sort of gets up on all fours and launches herself forward to get where she wants to go. Or she rolls over and over. It's funny. She is also trying to sit up, she sort of leans on one hand. She always wants to be anywhere other than the place she is. She tries to squirm away, it makes dressing her interesting. You basically have to wrassel her into her clothes. She's also discovered how to undo her diapers. I am so grateful for Velcro technology. I remember the old diapers once you unfastened them they were done, what a pain in bum that must have been. She also likes to hang out in the jumper a lot. She'll jump and jump and get herself twisted up and then pick her feet up and go for a spin. And did I mention the babbling, the ma ma ma ma's and ba ba ba ba's and the utter gibberish and the pitching of her voice loud and then into a breathy whisper, like hey Mommy pay close attention to what I am saying because it's the secret to the universe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the secret to the universe is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/2326522986_cfa204d052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/2326522986_cfa204d052.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Air Guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srsly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2326523012_c3367a08ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2326523012_c3367a08ac.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commence ovary explosion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3140/2325703925_38fea3bf89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3140/2325703925_38fea3bf89.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/2325703903_26f035c619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/2325703903_26f035c619.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* To use a phrase I believe was coined by Heather B. Armstong, my hero. Never heard of her? What?! do you live under a Rock? Dooce....look it up.&lt;em&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/8466542710320970286-6623871576438018674?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/6623871576438018674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=6623871576438018674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/6623871576438018674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/6623871576438018674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-4-am.html' title='It&apos;s 4 am....'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2142/2326522790_5149988cb8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-6609019364509508886</id><published>2008-01-20T11:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:09:18.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infant development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby&apos;s got my face'/><title type='text'>Things I Do now...</title><content type='html'>...baby push ups,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2246/2134509120_be98b53583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2246/2134509120_be98b53583.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat my toes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2180/2134509232_16108dbc98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2180/2134509232_16108dbc98.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat Mommy's face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2191/2206261785_68262dc8a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2191/2206261785_68262dc8a8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to eat with a spoon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2320/2206262215_61fb0e0552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2320/2206262215_61fb0e0552.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make a mess when I eat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2352/2207052118_bf5f443ecd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2352/2207052118_bf5f443ecd.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lift my but in the air,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2206261923_7c659b9bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2206261923_7c659b9bee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to sit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2202/2206261833_2d9c03ff53_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2202/2206261833_2d9c03ff53_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/2206262007_c12efbb11e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/2206262007_c12efbb11e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and overall just be extreamly adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2045/2207052072_78416c26fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2045/2207052072_78416c26fa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/2206262041_454a899ff7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/2206262041_454a899ff7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-6609019364509508886?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/6609019364509508886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=6609019364509508886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/6609019364509508886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/6609019364509508886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2008/01/things-i-do-now.html' title='Things I Do now...'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2246/2134509120_be98b53583_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-4565581499194442912</id><published>2007-12-24T17:23:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T17:54:18.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s A Wonderful Life'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>It's 8:30 PM on Christmas Eve and I'm watching It's A Wonderful Life. The Baby is sleeping alone in her room, the little dog is sleeping in her bed and Tom is looking at the funky 300 mile a gallon car on the Internets. There are presents under the tree with the twinkle lights twinkling. Earlier the baby met our neighbor, Tom's friend and bandmate,   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2364/2133731309_99916075ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2364/2133731309_99916075ab.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she met Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2032/2134509800_013102e4ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2032/2134509800_013102e4ff.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2022/2134510016_0cce67d2a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2022/2134510016_0cce67d2a3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2191/2133731877_3a74d58fcb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2191/2133731877_3a74d58fcb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2271/2134510184_79f368660f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2271/2134510184_79f368660f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a wonderful life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-4565581499194442912?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/4565581499194442912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=4565581499194442912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4565581499194442912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4565581499194442912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2364/2133731309_99916075ab_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-4955077293351224275</id><published>2007-12-08T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:00:04.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue&apos;s Clues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Colber Report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby flirt'/><title type='text'>I Think We Are In Trouble</title><content type='html'>The other day I was at the grocery store waiting to check out, when two men came up to stand in line behind me. Elean had been fussy so I was holding her over my shoulder. Right away she started smiling at the two men and they interacted with her. I wondered if she probably thought one of them was her father, just the way Trilli, thinks all men are Tom. Then a couple of days ago I sat with her to watch Tele-tubbies, and by watch I mean she will pay attention to it off and on for about a minuet at a time. Only it wasn't on and Blue's Clues was. I watched as she stared and then smiled at the TV, I looked up and there was Steve's face taking up the whole screen. She loved it! She is on the verge of laughing and so she makes these little sort of gasps and then squeals. She was mesmerized by Steve. So I sat her in one of her chairs. The same chair she doesn't stay in that long anymore, but she sat there and smiled at Steve every time he was on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2097964398_b40d228d5e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2097964398_b40d228d5e_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2416/2097186865_cd86b3e930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2416/2097186865_cd86b3e930.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later the Colbert Report was on and she starting smiling at Stephen Colbert. I couldn't believe it. It wasn't the same exact response Steve (Blue's Clues) gets but Stephen Colbert doesn't sing and dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This baby is a flirt! And she already has a type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-4955077293351224275?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/4955077293351224275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=4955077293351224275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4955077293351224275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4955077293351224275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-think-we-are-in-trouble.html' title='I Think We Are In Trouble'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2416/2097186865_cd86b3e930_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-6777346225881947703</id><published>2007-11-26T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T11:37:16.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic pasta maker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep training for babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smartware bake ware'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No-Cry Sleep Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scunci Steamer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic Bullet Blender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GT-Xpress 101'/><title type='text'>I Hope This Works</title><content type='html'>Sleep training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before, Elean is in sleep training. Today is day four. Its 7:19 PM and she is asleep. The reason we are in sleep training is because she is so unpredictable. I guess she's that way because I am so unpredictable and never laid out a solid routine. I'm finding it hard to do much with out it ending in an all out screaming/crying session. I have to take her with me everywhere because I can never seem to find the time to pump some breast milk. So hopefully a regular schedule will help and I will finally be able to do the shopping with out rushing though the grocery store enduring the disapproving stares of people while she screams, or alternatively with her suctioned onto my breast. The only pro about having a screaming baby in a grocery store is people hear you coming and move out of your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I often do before beginning any new endeavor, I consulted the great google oracle as to how to go about getting her on a sleep schedule, and I found a sleep sense web site that "guaranteed" to get my baby to sleep though the night. It was a program that you purchase on-line for $50.00. I tried to see if it was available in a book format (maybe I could borrow it from my local Library for free), but I wasn't able to find it. This made me very suspicious, because I have purchased other on-line "programs" before, only to be severely disappointed. Like the one that tells you how to make money by doing on-line surveys. All I got from that one was a bunch of junk e-mail. There was another one I once bought that promised to get you organized. I still have the organizational binder shoved on shelf under a stack of recipes and magazines. What can I say I like on-line programs almost as much as I lover infomercials. I am a proud owner of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a GT-Xpress 101,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seenontvproducts.net/gtexpress101/GT%20Express%20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.seenontvproducts.net/gtexpress101/GT%20Express%20101.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this thing! Only now, my counter top space is limited so it is put away and hardly ever used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Scunci Steamer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scunci-steam-cleaner.com/images/scunci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.scunci-steam-cleaner.com/images/scunci.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this thing as well, I use it when ever I don't want to iron clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a set of Smartware bake ware,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.as-seen-on-tv-store.net/Old%20images/smartware.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.as-seen-on-tv-store.net/Old%20images/smartware.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stuff is great (ask my Mom)! I use it when ever I remember I have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Magic pasta maker, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aisle5.com/images/_products/aisle5/pasta_magic_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.aisle5.com/images/_products/aisle5/pasta_magic_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one that I don't sing praises for. Once you boil that much water you might as well though the pasta in the pot you used to boil the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a Magic Bullet Blender. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tv-products.net/pimages/magicbullet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.tv-products.net/pimages/magicbullet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved and I mean LOVED my Magic Bullet Blender. I used it at least twice a week and then just before reaching the year mark of ownership the motor died, probably because I kept making chicken salad the consistency of Spackle in it. I guess you could call it a chicken spread. I called the Magic Bullet people up and thy sent me another base, sadly I burned up that motor too, I really eat a lot of that thick chicken salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the main point, I love infomercials and on-line books, but am weary of online programs because they never seem to be worth what you pay. After a bit of digging I found that the sleep sense program basically was a cry it out method. I endure enough crying while driving to and from work or any other place. So I looked a little more and I found a book touting itself as the no-cry solution. In the book after doing an assessment of your baby's current sleep patterns you evaluate your motives, decide on your dream sleep goals and the goals you could live with. Then using the various techniques you lay out your plan. Implement your plan for ten days, take another assessment, make adjustments, tweak your plan, implement said tweaked plan for ten days, assess again, and so on and so forth. The key to changing your baby's sleep pattern, with no crying, is you take very small baby steps and only implement a few techniques at the same time or even just one at a time, so as to not over whelm your baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "Dream" Sleep goals for Elean are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, two hour nap in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Two, one hour naps later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;Get her to go down for naps with out aid of any of the following: baby swing, blow dryer, vacuum cleaner, static on radio&lt;br /&gt;To sleep no later than 7 PM &lt;br /&gt;Get to sleep with out nursing&lt;br /&gt;Sleep through the night in her crib with out nursing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have started, she is regularly taking a morning nap and afternoon nap but she still does it with the swing and blow dryer/vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:30 every night she gets a bath and then I nurse her in bed, while soft music plays. But she doesn't go to sleep some times until 8:30. She wakes up during the night to nurse anywhere from three times to once every hour. Luckily the once every hour doesn't happen very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so you don't really care about all that you just came to see cute baby pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2126/2078774332_2098f5863f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2126/2078774332_2098f5863f_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2225/2078031451_7bbd5639f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2225/2078031451_7bbd5639f6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This costume actually belongs to the Dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-6777346225881947703?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/6777346225881947703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=6777346225881947703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/6777346225881947703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/6777346225881947703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleep-training.html' title='I Hope This Works'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2225/2078031451_7bbd5639f6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-4116940360635262170</id><published>2007-11-24T08:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:00:21.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep training for babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pot O&apos; Baby'/><title type='text'>You know what I like to eat...</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Elean is four months old today. We are in sleep training. I would love to sleep in my own bed again. For Thanksgiving Elean was so cranky that we decided to eat her instead of the turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Pot O' Baby, uummm yyuuummm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2060129842_a00ccbbe62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2060129842_a00ccbbe62.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-4116940360635262170?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/4116940360635262170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=4116940360635262170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4116940360635262170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4116940360635262170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-know-what-i-like-to-eat.html' title='You know what I like to eat...'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2060129842_a00ccbbe62_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-2063882084746732874</id><published>2007-11-16T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T05:38:03.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newborn'/><title type='text'>Are you sure you want one dot com</title><content type='html'>Hello, every one. I know I haven't written anything in months. But this feels like the first time that I've had a chance to sit here and compose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elean is now nearly 4 months old. &lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2158/2043397999_dcb8e5f36d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2158/2043397999_dcb8e5f36d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is doing wonderfully. Theses days she is very into drooling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2044057628_b7f3cca168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2044057628_b7f3cca168.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2134/2043260359_1831250354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2134/2043260359_1831250354.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnawing on her hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/2044052904_128320e90f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/2044052904_128320e90f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/2043367365_fb092192da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/2043367365_fb092192da.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and screeching for fun (or to demonstrate any other emotion). We recently got her a Johnny Jump Up, she tries to eat it. She does try to "talk" to us, unfortunately we sometimes miss her cues and she gets frustrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2251/2044482299_5de5259735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2251/2044482299_5de5259735.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first couple of months were very difficult. She cried more than not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2044/2043254027_3757f30698_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2044/2043254027_3757f30698_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she remind you of anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that when she started to smile she became much more enjoyable. When she is cranky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2370/2046447257_3e8d8d2f05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2370/2046447257_3e8d8d2f05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing will help, Tom and I say we are going to start one of those 24 hour a day live web cam blogs on her called "Are you sure you want one dot com?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2358/2044490151_94928bc03f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2358/2044490151_94928bc03f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some things I have learned over the last four months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make back up copies of all your photos. My computer crashed and I lost all the photos I had of Elean from birth to about 2 1/2 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good program if you loose everything on your pc is File Recover. This is what we used to retrieve some lost photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a program that can recover deleted photos from a camera card. Card Recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies should not watch TV. They don't sleep well at night when they do and have a tendency to fall asleep in your lap during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2015/2044095480_570d9dfb6a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2015/2044095480_570d9dfb6a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2395/2044095570_df7ee8aabd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2395/2044095570_df7ee8aabd.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2197/2043297727_6401c29559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2197/2043297727_6401c29559.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to figure out how to get video up well I have figured out how to put some on you tube but I have to figure out how to edit it. So soon there will be video here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-2063882084746732874?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/2063882084746732874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=2063882084746732874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2063882084746732874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2063882084746732874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/11/are-you-sure-you-want-one-dot-com.html' title='Are you sure you want one dot com'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2158/2043397999_dcb8e5f36d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-765744997046192185</id><published>2007-08-03T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T18:29:14.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Here...</title><content type='html'>Welcome! Keira Elean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1340/1011424679_15445ea5e5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1340/1011424679_15445ea5e5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and boy is she hungry and sleepy. She nods off while nursing and then she wakes up just as I get into doing something else and wants to eat again. She does however give me either a couple of 3 hour or one 5 hour stretch of sleep after 10 PM so I feel pretty rested. The first week she was home we went shopping a lot. She loves riding in the car and shopping carts, she falls right asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The labor was sort of long around 24 hours from the time I had steady contractions until she was born. I was stalled at 3 centimeter dilation from about 12 noon until about 8 pm. At 7 pm the Dr. had punctured my water membranes and the contractions immediately became stronger and closer together. After an hour of that they said they wanted to give me pitocin. I was having trouble with the contractions at that point, I think I stopped breathing and was just screaming. So I asked for the sweet and wonderful drugs, they gave me an epidural and I fell fast asleep. At some point after the epidural they gave me the pitocin but I didn't even know it. Then they told me it was time to push, the epidural had begun to ware off but not much. I could barely feel the contractions. I pushed for about and hour and fifteen minuets, the Dr. showed up at the last minutes and before I new it Keira Elean was here. She was so alert. Before I knew it she was nursing and did so what seemed like continually for the next two days. We stayed in the hospital for two nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are home and getting into a routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news Mom's been hard at work and now is presenting the worlds fanciest diaper bag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1188/1011424727_e6244df0ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1188/1011424727_e6244df0ed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1314/1011424691_9707e18ea9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1314/1011424691_9707e18ea9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-765744997046192185?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/765744997046192185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=765744997046192185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/765744997046192185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/765744997046192185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/08/shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s Here...'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1340/1011424679_15445ea5e5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-4210268034353089890</id><published>2007-07-23T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T01:54:18.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Labor</title><content type='html'>My Mom is here! I went to pick her up on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we went to see my Dr. expecting to get in and out of there like I always had. Only this time the Dr. was having a hard time locating the heartbeat of the baby. When she finally did it sounded slow in comparison to all the other times. She listened for a long time and then she said she wanted to send me over to the hospital to have the baby monitored. As far as effacement and dilation there really hadn't been any progress since last week. The Dr. said I might be having my baby that day as a low heartbeat was a sign of trouble. Mom and I headed over to the hospital. They put the monitors on and listened for a while they gave me some water. The babies heart rate was going up and down. After about 30 minutes the Dr. showed up and looked and the reading and said it was textbook, nothing was wrong and we could go home. It was scary. At that point I totally didn't feel ready. Afterward we went to get a bite to eat at a place the nurse recommended. Then we went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when I got out of the shower I noticed that my belly was hanging lower. In the afternoon I started to feel contractions. There were mild at first like menstrual cramps. Now they are much stronger, strong enough to wake me up. They are lasting about 45 seconds and are occurring about every ten minutes. I have to say that laying down is the worst position to be in when you have a contraction. I feel better prepared now than I did on Friday amazing what a difference a couple of days can make.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-4210268034353089890?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/4210268034353089890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=4210268034353089890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4210268034353089890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4210268034353089890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/07/early-labor.html' title='Early Labor'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-1523601827938853604</id><published>2007-07-13T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T15:14:16.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 days to go...</title><content type='html'>This morning right before I woke up I had a dream that Tom and I were on sinking ship, luckily we were very near shore and able to get off safely, I hope it's a good sign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my Dr's appointment today my Dr. told me my cervix is thinning out about 75% of the way and I am dilated 1 centimeter. I was totally surprised. I haven't felt any painful contractions, just the usual braxton-hicks. All the books say that you really aren't in labor until about 3 centimeters and that it is normal to dilate a bit, two to three weeks before the birth. Although my Dr. said it is unusual in a first time pregnancy. I hope it's two weeks since that would put me right on schedule for my due date. My Dr. did say that Tom and I should go out, she suggested dinner and movie and that I should get a massage from Tom too. She even offered to write a prescription for me. I wonder if she knows something we don't know. Perhaps we should pack our bags and commit to our birth plan in writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I met a pediatrician I liked, but I am scheduled to meet with another one later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to get the baby's room together. Tom's friend Dan painted it for us, he did a wonderful job, I have to think of a way to thank him.  We still won't have the crib until next week or later but the baby will sleep in our room in a bassinet at first anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was last day of work and now I will work from home.  My bosses surprised me with cake and ice cream.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have chosedn Elean for one of the names, it could be the first name or the second name.  Some other names we are considering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lillian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I only got through the O's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now taking suggestions for appropriate music to play during the birth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-1523601827938853604?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/1523601827938853604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=1523601827938853604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/1523601827938853604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/1523601827938853604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/07/16-days-to-go.html' title='16 days to go...'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-9047430291810094529</id><published>2007-06-22T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T19:52:18.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things never change....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1181/592539577_be345f34df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1181/592539577_be345f34df.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....except the size of my belly, pay no mind to the butt almost as large as the belly.&lt;br /&gt;This photo is at 34 weeks and 5 days. We have been going to labor preparation classes for the past two Thursdays, well actually I went to the labor prep class alone last night because Tom was being a crabby-crab. I swear when he's old and I'm gone, all the kids in the neighborhood are going to call him crabby old Mr. Coon. Again he was agitated while getting ready for the class and this really makes me angry, like it's such a big inconvenience. So I hear him muttering and something like "stupid class" and that was it! I said "then you can stay home!" So while he was getting dressed I got in the car and left. I was so angry and really fighting back the tears because I knew I had a class of happy, supportive couples to face. So I made it there and though the class with out crying but after I left, I broke down. So to make myself feel better I decided to go buy the bassinet we had picked out together. When I got home he was stewing on the sofa. He said I was lucky he didn't get on his bike and chase me to the class and show up all sweaty and madder than a hornet's nest. When I confronted him on his behavior he said he was mad because I rushed him to get out of the bathroom (I'm pregnant I had to go) and he messed up while shaving (I can understand being upset about crooked facial hair, sort of like a bad haircut). I said, ...still, I didn't need his attitude. This reminded me of another time we had a similar type misunderstanding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://en.gnomz.com/153641-lack-of-communication.js" language="JavaScript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://en.gnomz.com/comicday.js" language="JavaScript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this everything is going fine with my pregnancy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-9047430291810094529?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/9047430291810094529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=9047430291810094529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/9047430291810094529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/9047430291810094529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-things-never-change.html' title='Some things never change....'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1181/592539577_be345f34df_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-6372427784341229320</id><published>2007-05-18T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T08:50:16.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Braxton Hicks contractions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glucose Tolerance Test'/><title type='text'>Two GGT disasters narrowly averted</title><content type='html'>We really enjoyed our trip to Texas. We picked up something very special while we were there, our puppy Trilliann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/204/474953141_ffe0943778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/204/474953141_ffe0943778.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is doing great she sits and whines in front of the door when she has to go. She's been making friends with other puppies and she even has a boyfriend El Nino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belly is getting bigger, I have to wear maternity pants now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/190/503931370_9125ece6e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/190/503931370_9125ece6e6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been feeling the baby move and also experiencing Braxton Hicks contractions although I didn't realize that's what it was until I experienced one while at the Dr's office and the Dr confirmed that's what it was. I had to take a glucose tolerance screen. You don't fast, you drink the drink and then they draw your blood one hour later. So a few Fridays ago I went to have that test done, as usual the lady phlebotomist was very nice. She registered me and gave me the drink. It wasn't that bad. She told what time to come back. I went to take the little dog for a walk. All of a sudden I realized I had to get back. We rushed back. When I got in the Dr's office the staff seemed concerned. I sat down in the chair and lifted my sleeve and asked the lady how many times I was going to have my blood drawn she seemed confused and said only once, and I said oh well it's only been 30 minutes since I drank the stuff. The light went on in her head and she realized that she had calculated my draw time incorrectly, she apologized profusely. Whew, disaster avoided. My screen came back slightly high so now I have to take 3 hour glucose tolerance test. I called the lab after leaving my Dr's appointment on a Wednesday and was told that they couldn't schedule me for Friday because they already had some one scheduled and they can only do one a day. The had a spot available on the following Friday. WTF? I used to be a phlebotomist, we used to do multiples all the time all you have to do is make sure you stagger them if there is only one phlebotomist. I called my Dr's office and asked if I could wait until the following Friday. The Dr. called the lab directly and said that I should be there between 7- and 8 am on Friday. I fasted to get ready for the test. Fasting wasn't that hard, I found it harder to not drink water. I usually wake up in the middle of the night very thirsty. Then I got up early to be at the Westerly Hospital before 8 am. I packed up my computer two books and a movie, the baby dog and some food for later. I arrived and there were several people waiting to be registered. I took a number. I was called up to be registered. The registrar saw my order and went to talk to the phlebotomists. I was told that I had to schedule an appointment. I said my Dr's office scheduled the appointment directly with them. She told me I wasn't on the schedule and they already had one person doing one. Great I thought, I should have known there were going to be difficult, I'm gonna have to go all the way home and then come all the way out here again. Why am I having so many problems with the lab people. I asked if I could call my Dr. Of course since it was 8 in the morning the Dr's office wasn't open and the answering service answered. I explained the situation and told her that Dr. Cacio and or her assistant Morene had shcedueled the appointment. She put me on hold while she tried to contact the Dr. At that point an angel from heaven with dark long hair showed up and said that they had to do my test. The answering service came back on the line and I told her they were going to do it. Thank god! I was about to really spaz out. The register said I was lucky she(dark haired angel)showed up. I told her sheeeee was the one that was lucky. She laughed and asked if I was going to bitch her out. I said I knew it wasn't her fault, but some one there would have got an ear full. I took the test and four blood draws later it was normal. Every night the baby has a party in my belly she dances and plays the drums, well at least that's what it feels like. The only other thing I can say is HOLLY HEARTBURN! Bring on the extra stregth tums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/226/503931394_ab08557033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/226/503931394_ab08557033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-6372427784341229320?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/6372427784341229320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/6372427784341229320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/05/two-ggt-disasters-narrowly-averted.html' title='Two GGT disasters narrowly averted'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/204/474953141_ffe0943778_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-8040801426118808771</id><published>2007-03-23T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T15:28:48.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately I've been able to feel the little critter's movements more. Many bumps and thumps, and flutters. Sometimes it even feels like the critter is trying to crawl up under my diaphragm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went for our third sonogram, this time it was for Gender ID. After going to an imaging specialist, the Obstetrician's sonogram just seemed such lower quality. We were in the office and the Dr. was manipulating the image because the little critter had its legs crossed at the ankle so we couldn't get a good view of the bottom. Dr. Small showed us the head and took some measurements of the head, leg and body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/431781577_2fdb3dc9a8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/431781577_2fdb3dc9a8_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little critter waved at us, or maybe shook a fist at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/161/431781567_755672ec89_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/161/431781567_755672ec89_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Small said he was 95% sure of the gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/431780306_9db22020fa_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/431780306_9db22020fa_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the little critter revealed its secrets,and Dr Small committed to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/431779602_90947fe7d3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/431779602_90947fe7d3_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-8040801426118808771?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/8040801426118808771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=8040801426118808771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/8040801426118808771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/8040801426118808771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/03/lately-ive-been-able-to-feel-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-2095318933760787792</id><published>2007-03-13T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T14:17:34.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth Brush Incident</title><content type='html'>I found this old cartoon I created back in December of 2005. this reminds me of something... Imagine how it will be with a baby, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://en.gnomz.com/84217-tooth-brush-incodent.js" language="JavaScript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-2095318933760787792?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/2095318933760787792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=2095318933760787792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2095318933760787792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2095318933760787792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/03/tooth-brush-incodent.html' title='Tooth Brush Incident'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-2134271828806681236</id><published>2007-03-13T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:58:04.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gender Identification'/><title type='text'>To know or not to know....</title><content type='html'>I've noticed that in finding out I'm pregnant, there are various questions people like to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) When is your due date?&lt;br /&gt;2) Is it a boy or a girl?&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you picked any names?&lt;br /&gt;4) Are you excited?&lt;br /&gt;5) WHAT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't already know, the answer to question number one is July 29, 2007. There is a count down ticker above to illustrate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of hearing question number two, because to me it doesn't matter. I don't care what it is as long as it's a healthy and happy baby. Is it going to matter to the person asking? I can't imagine how it would affect them. Wouldn't they be happy either way? Maybe I'm also tired of having to answer, I don't know, to this question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding question number three I haven't picked any names, I think knowing the answer to question number two will help me better focus on this one. The only things I have come up with are middle names, King for a boy and Elean for a girl. The King name was shot down by one of my closest friends who said he hated his inanimate object middle name (which I always thought was cool) and he responded so vehemently towards it that I wondered if I was offending him personally in some way. He asked how I could do that to my child. Please tell me if Blank King Coon is offensive so I can apologize to him. The Elean name is a combination of both of the grand mothers middle names, Elena and Jean. I'm trying to keep some family traditions and honor both grand mothers here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always excitedly blurt out, I'm so excited, to question number four. I can't wait! But in compiling this list of questions it's made me think. Why ask this question? Question number four now gives me pause, not because I'm not excited, I'm totally excited, I can't wait! Think about it. First off if someone wasn't excited about it there must be a very good reason, and it must be a difficult and painful situation to be in, not something some one would casually discuss. Secondly, are you implying that there is some reason why I wouldn't be happy about having a baby, I'm 32, I don't have any kids, I'm in a long term, stable, functional and committed relationship, having a baby is the only logical next step. (ok to some old fashion people out there the next logical step is marriage, but this is 2007 people) I guess that question just seems sneaky and underhanded to me. But then again I have been told that I read to much into things. Also lately (yesterday)I was very indecisive and angry, I don't know why, I have no reason to be angry but I was raging at the smallest of things. For example I couldn't decide what I wanted to snack on. I asked Tom to get me the bean dip and Frito's. I ate a had full of them and was done. I asked him to put away the bean dip. Later I noticed the bean dip sitting on his desk and I got so angry I was ready to scream and yell at him, but luckily for him he was in the basement, his favorite room in the house. I swear if the the TV was in there I'd never see him. I'm looking forward to the emotional roller coaster, so far I haven't been very emotional only heartburny, but that's not really an emotion now is it? So that might explain why a well intentioned questions makes me suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since it's the number two question and knowing the answer to it will help with the the number three question, coupled with the fact that those who know me would say that not knowing the answer to a question drives me crazy. We now have a gender identification scheduled, although something makes me think that knowing the answer to number two will bring a repeat of the number four question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend who vehemently objected to the King middle name is the one who asked me question number five upon hearing the news.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way we are half way home people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-2134271828806681236?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/2134271828806681236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=2134271828806681236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2134271828806681236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2134271828806681236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-know-or-not-to-know.html' title='To know or not to know....'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-2231863113509481334</id><published>2007-02-10T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:45:11.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuchal translucency'/><title type='text'>Kid's Got Rhythm</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a while since I wrote anything, and most likely the only reason I am writing anything here now is because I am procrastinating packing up the kitchen for our move. The gestating is progressing at what feels like a snail's pace, but I'm not complaining about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stopped having morning sickness so Amen to that. There was what seemed like a two week period in which all I could tolerate was pizza, at that point celery tasted like weeds and the smell of beef really made me want to puke. But now that has passed, in fact three nights ago I really wanted to eat chicken fried steak and I had Tom driving all over South Eastern Connecticut looking for a place that had it. We found a place but instead of serving it with cream gravy they served it with brown gravy. Now anytime I eat anything I feel like its filling up my esophagus and I get very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;burpy&lt;/span&gt;. I can belch like a teenage boy. Lately I've been making potato and egg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;taquitos&lt;/span&gt; on the weekends and surprisingly I haven't gained any weight yet which I'm not worried about since I was 25 pounds above what I would like to be before I got pregnant. No I'm not going to reveal how much I weigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in mind December we had our first sonogram. Tom accompanied me. I felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness to see the baby for the first time. I was concerned about the possibility of an an ectopic pregnancy, thrilled to actually see the little creture and excited, and at the same time terrified that there could be multiple critters in there. So after the slightly awkward inserting of the probe (it was a vaginal ultrasound) we immediately heard the heart beat, ticking away at a break neck speed. My breath caught in my throat and tears swelled in my eyes, it was amazing and profound even. Then we could make out the image. The critter didn't look like much just a unidentifiable blob, but you could definitely see the tiny heart beating away like crazy. There was only one and Dr Small assured me it was in the proper location. The he looked around inside there and showed me one of my ovaries but for some odd reason he couldn't find the other one. I hoped it was just hiding. He took measurements of the heartbeat and size and then printed out some pictures for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In late January we were scheduled to do another sonogram, there was a special measurement to be taken called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nuchal_translucency"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nuchal&lt;/span&gt; translucency &lt;/a&gt;so we were directed to a specialist. We had to drive all the way out to Narraganset about an hour away. Again the mixed feelings were swelling, concern there will be something wrong and excitement to see the baby again. This time it was a non vaginal ultrasound. Did you know they now warm the gel? Right away I could make out what looked like a little skeleton, I felt the tears again and then the weirdest thing happened, I immediately started laughing and the image was lost. I stopped laughing and he tried again and there it was floating in a black void you could see the great big baby head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/154/385101796_aa880e3a08_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/154/385101796_aa880e3a08_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hope I'm not in trouble) and the baby body which is almost the same size as the head.&lt;br /&gt;Then the little critter jumped (for lack of a better word) I started to laugh again. I said maybe I better not look because I'll just keep laughing but the &lt;a href="http://www.narragansettradiology.com/US.html"&gt;Sonographer&lt;/a&gt;, Dr Hill (I'm not even sure he's a Doctor) said I would miss all the good stuff. He showed us the nasal bone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/135/385101809_9345584d4c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/135/385101809_9345584d4c_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;measured the length,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/134/385101808_7a40708eff_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/134/385101808_7a40708eff_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and heart beat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/385101804_189ae9ec53_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/385101804_189ae9ec53_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a close up view of one of the hands showing us the four fingers and thumb bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/385101800_286fbf70a1_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/385101800_286fbf70a1_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally he took the special measurement we were there for (oddly he didn't give us a photo of that). All the while the little critter keept jumping around in there. I asked if it had the hiccups and he said no they just like rhythmic movement. I also asked to see my ovaries just to make sure I had two and he had no problem locating them. He said all looked normal so that was promising, but more importantly our baby already has rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.narragansettradiology.com/US.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.narragansettradiology.com/US.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-2231863113509481334?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/2231863113509481334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=2231863113509481334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2231863113509481334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/2231863113509481334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-it-has-been-while-since-i-wrote.html' title='Kid&apos;s Got Rhythm'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/154/385101796_aa880e3a08_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-4543457753179722687</id><published>2006-12-25T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T13:32:48.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so sick.</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading into the third month of pregnancy and I feel so sick. The last two weeks were the worst. I wake up feeling nauseated, certain smells, and sights make me gag. I had no appetite and was really board with eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;crackers&lt;/span&gt;. I always felt the sickest about 2 to 4 hours after taking my prenatal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vitamin&lt;/span&gt;. Every time I eat or drink anything I burp afterward and for hours after taking the vitamin when I burped, I could taste the fish oil in the pill, just imagine a burp that tastes like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;anchovies&lt;/span&gt;, when your stomach is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;queasy&lt;/span&gt;. On Thursday I finally threw up everything I had eaten. I felt so good after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;throwing&lt;/span&gt; up, but it was short lived. I decided to try a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; vitamin and I think that has helped. I got my appetite back and only feel mildly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;queasy&lt;/span&gt; when my stomach is empty. I can't stand the smell of certain meats cooking especially steak. I haven't cooked in about three weeks now, I think Tom is tired of Turkey pot pies. Most things I can't eat, its very odd that I can eat something one day and then the next day the very same thing will turn my stomach, the only things that I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;consistently&lt;/span&gt; been able to eat are pizza and salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas/My Birthday, I got this laptop computer and a digital cam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;corder&lt;/span&gt; so we can post pictures of production.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-4543457753179722687?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/4543457753179722687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=4543457753179722687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4543457753179722687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/4543457753179722687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-feel-so-sick.html' title='I feel so sick.'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8466542710320970286.post-7529126957676430744</id><published>2006-11-29T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T12:53:54.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comming Soon to my Womb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/423341652_aeaae474b5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/423341652_aeaae474b5_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I've started this blog so that I can keep in touch with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; and Family about my latest joint venture, our baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8466542710320970286-7529126957676430744?l=coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/7529126957676430744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8466542710320970286&amp;postID=7529126957676430744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/7529126957676430744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8466542710320970286/posts/default/7529126957676430744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coon-ortizproductions.blogspot.com/2006/11/comming-soon-to-my-womb.html' title='Comming Soon to my Womb'/><author><name>Coon-Ortiz Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14893414312842177150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mxe2YJ7C0jg/TCfw72gymvI/AAAAAAAAABA/_cC9ClbK-0A/S220/August2009+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/423341652_aeaae474b5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
