<?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-4931792666580235518</id><updated>2012-01-28T19:11:56.617-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Aidan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-4620021106032084373</id><published>2009-03-24T20:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:44:52.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe its been two months</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it has been two months since my last post. Well in case you are wondering, Aidan is doing better sleeping through the night. I can't say he is sleeping through the night every night, but some nights he does and some he doesn't and I think I am just use to it. I just really take advantage of the nights he is with Brett and I sleep soundly through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well work is going well. It is keeping me very very busy during the day and some nights as well. But I am really enjoying what I am doing and actually just glad to have a job that pays the bills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan is doing great. He is 2 1/2 and I just cannot believe how much he is talking. He is talking in sentences and can repeat anything I say. I can actually have a conversation with him. MOST of the time it is very fun. But sometimes I have to say, I just want him to be quiet just for a minute. I know, I know it only gets worse, but I really am enjoying this age. He seems to really enjoy school. He has a little girlfriend named "Kat". She is adorable and they spend all of their time together.  So Monday night I am putting Aidan to bed and I say Its time to go night night because you have to get up for school and AIdan says "No, I did it already"...I laughed forever thinking if only I can say on a monday night No work tomorrow, I did it already this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many funny Aidanisms. I will have to try to post some of them later. He is surely the comedian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is doing very well. She is on a chemo that does not make her sick. A little tired, but not sick. This is the best she has felt in almost 6 months. Aidan had spring break last week so I worked from home for a couple of days and my mom came over to play with Aidan as I had several conference calls (don't conference calls sound so grown-up...I'm too young to have conference calls) anywho, they played and played and played. It was sooo nice having Granny around. Aidan couldn't get enough of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now. Now that I am on Facebook so much, I forget about the blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-4620021106032084373?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4620021106032084373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=4620021106032084373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/4620021106032084373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/4620021106032084373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-believe-its-been-two-months.html' title='I can&apos;t believe its been two months'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-4584346857083149291</id><published>2009-01-12T15:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:49:13.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Need Aidan help</title><content type='html'>Aidan has been in a toddler bed for about a month. In that month he has slept through the night one time. He gets up at least two times and comes in my room. I can say go back to bed and he will but usually wants me to come in there and cover him up or give him a hug etc. EVERY mornng at 6:30AM (this is in addition to the other two times in the night he comes in my room) and I let him in bed with me until 7:00ish until we are ready to get out of bed for the day. So needless to say a good nights sleep has not happened in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas on how to get him to sleep through the night in his own bed. Brett says I need to lock him in his room, but that just seems so cruel. Is that what I have to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-4584346857083149291?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4584346857083149291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=4584346857083149291' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/4584346857083149291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/4584346857083149291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2009/01/need-aidan-help.html' title='Need Aidan help'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-1125460549643702180</id><published>2008-12-09T20:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:27:05.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving and catching up!</title><content type='html'>I know its been a long while since the last post. I have been waiting for some pictures and now that I have them I don't want to use them cuz they are great xmas presents, so I don't want any family members to see them yet. HA! But I will post some very soon of the family and Aidan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving my brother and his wife and kids came down and stayed with me in the new house. It was fantastic. I loved playing hostess. Aidan still wakes up every morning saying "TJ Kayla" Those are his cousins. They are 7 and 8. Very fun kids and they played very well with Aidan. Of course he got on their nerves some, but he is two, what can you expect. It was so great to see my brother and to catch up and my brother was really interested in seeing my mom and spending time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian, Allyson, Brett and I went to the Thanksgiving game while Granny and Grandad stayed home with the grandkids. That was fun and the weather was nice. My brother was like a little kid in a candy store seeing all of the cowboys fans. When we got home we found out that my dad fell in the backyard and hit a rock while playing outside with the kids. He had a black eye and it was red all over as well because he skinned it so bad. We felt horrible and he is not allowed to go outside anymore with the kids :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate a lot food and just had some good family time. I was sad to see them go but can't wait until the next time we are all together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan is doing good in school. It is hard to get him to want to leave there everyday, so I take that as a good sign. He pushes me out the door in the morning when I drop him off as well. So I think he might like it. He is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is good. My new bosses all work on the east coast and everyone on my team works from home so I have been working from home more and more. It is nice to only have to get Aidan ready for school and I can stay in my sweats then come home and work. I still go into the office a lot but not everyday so it is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett had a conference in Orlando this past weekend, so I went with him and did nothing. I layed out by the pool for 5 hours on Saturday and we went to two nice dinners. It was very nice to get away and mom and dad had a great time watching Aidan. My mom has the special touch with getting Aidan to go to bed on time. I am still working on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-1125460549643702180?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1125460549643702180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=1125460549643702180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/1125460549643702180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/1125460549643702180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-and-catching-up.html' title='Thanksgiving and catching up!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-659783609812611691</id><published>2008-10-13T19:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:02:35.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elmo Live and Dolphins Game</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a busy month for us. Took Aidan to see Elmo live. Pictures below. (Sorry for the head tilt picture) It was in Abilene so took a little road trip. It was well worth it. Elmo put on a fantastic show. You can see how much Aidan loved it and was clapping the entire time. It was a fun day. I recommend any Elmo/Sesame street fans out there to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I moved into my new house. I am now in a house with a backyard and a "playroom" for Aidan. I have taken over his play room for now until I get more furniture, but it has a lot more space for us to spread out and not walk on top of each other. I am enjoying it very much. It will be a while before I get it completely decorated and furnished the way I like it, but it is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this past weekend we drove down to Houston for the Texans/Dolphins game. It was a fun day with the exception of the Dolphins losing. Fun game, but bad bad ending. I was so disappointed. Aidan had a great time. He cheered for the home team mostly, but would say "go dolphins" too! I was so proud! Another long roadtrip, but Aidan did great, he always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, things are normal here. To my long lost friend from South Miami...I am updating just for you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am walking this weekend in the Susan Goman Walk for the Cure. I signed up in honor of my mom (who is doing very well right now). Let me know if you live in Dallas and want to walk with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPtlYbssyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fPjJsc8s3RY/s1600-h/P9200462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256806416541070114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPtlYbssyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fPjJsc8s3RY/s320/P9200462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPtVPkbMTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Rjifqz1-qPQ/s1600-h/P9200435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256806139283845426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPtVPkbMTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Rjifqz1-qPQ/s320/P9200435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPtAnZ-ErI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fz9zA9I72eY/s1600-h/Dolphins+game.Aidan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256805784905192114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPtAnZ-ErI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fz9zA9I72eY/s320/Dolphins+game.Aidan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPs1iKdHpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GVV1Uu29a14/s1600-h/aidan+mommy+at+game.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256805594519379602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPs1iKdHpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GVV1Uu29a14/s320/aidan+mommy+at+game.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPstECCNHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rSeX1jhoXek/s1600-h/Aidan%27s+curls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256805448992044146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPstECCNHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rSeX1jhoXek/s320/Aidan%27s+curls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-659783609812611691?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/659783609812611691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=659783609812611691' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/659783609812611691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/659783609812611691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/10/elmo-live-and-dolphins-game.html' title='Elmo Live and Dolphins Game'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SPPtlYbssyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fPjJsc8s3RY/s72-c/P9200462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-672020334843849794</id><published>2008-08-31T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:41:05.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidan is HUGE!</title><content type='html'>I took Aidan to the doctor on Friday for his two year check up. The first funny thing was I took off his clothes for the exam and then decided to give him a fresh diaper so he was standing there naked and the nurse opened to door to have Aidan leave to get weighed. So my little man runs out in the hallway in his cute little birthday suite to get his weight. SOOO FUNNY. I wish I had a camera.  Aidan was in such a good mood that morning. He layed down for the doctor to do the exam, he smiled and said hi to everyone. Then I had to take him to get his blood taken and I thought okay here we go, he is going to start screaming, but nope, he just sat in my lap while the nurses took his blood and didn't make a peep. The nurses were so amazed by him as was I. He really is unpredictable on how he will act, but these times when he is in such a good mood makes life so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about Aidan being huge. He weighs 34.6 lbs, 37" long. Over 95th percentile for both which they say is off the charts. So I have a big boy on my hands.  That would be the reason I can not carry him around a lot. The kid is heavy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-672020334843849794?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/672020334843849794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=672020334843849794' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/672020334843849794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/672020334843849794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/aidan-is-huge.html' title='Aidan is HUGE!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-955381090395144515</id><published>2008-08-24T21:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:22:16.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I cried at daycare!</title><content type='html'>Well the dreaded time has come and I am looking for a daycare for Aidan. We, in my household, call it preschool, because it is just so much easier to bare those words. I have known for a few months that the current babysitter will be going back to college and her schedule was not going to work for my work schedule, so I was tasked with finding Aidan a new place to go. Also, after reviewing my budget, it was clear, I was paying way too much for a nanny/babysitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: I probably would have tried to figure something out with her schedule if I was not moving into a new house....YEAH ME! More later on the house stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I made appts for Brett and I to visit a preschool that came highly recommended last week.  So, we go in (without Aidan) and the director walks us around and we get to the room that Aidan would be in and the children are all sitting around a couple of tables eating their lunch that was prepared for them by the cafferia. My emotions just took the best of me, and I started to get teary eyed. Then we walked a little bit more and the director kept talking and it was all I could do to not burst out in tears boohooing. (Sara, the tears were streaming down my face). It was so funny, cuz I tried so hard to fight them and then I just decided to let loose so I could feel better.  Brett explained my emotions to the lady and one of the teachers saw me crying through the window and brought me tissues. (I liked her). So, deedless to say, that was a hard day and we are not choosing that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we went to a montessori school. I walked in and no tears at all. Asked a lot of questions, felt so comfortable. Brett was there also and when we walked, I said "I LOVE that place" and he said "I HATE that place" and we both laughed because I thought he loved it and he thought i hated it. It was a priceless moment. But he talked to a good friend that sent her kids there and he now has another opinion about the school and he also said "I am fine with it because it didn't make you cry" I thought that was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Aidan goes in for an evaluation on tuesday morning. I hope it is nothing except for them to meet him and realize he is the best child ever and maybe they will pay me for him to go to school there. Okay, now I am going a little overboard, but I'm a mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have another place to try tomorrow.  A Child Develpment Center near my office. I will let everyone know if I cry or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh P.S. Please keep remembering my mom in your prayers. She was starting to feel better and get her energy back, and last night she had a rough night and today she is not doing so great, so please don't stop praying and it is okay to tell  God you don't like Cancer. I say it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-955381090395144515?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/955381090395144515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=955381090395144515' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/955381090395144515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/955381090395144515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-cried-at-daycare.html' title='I cried at daycare!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-1673782531949095562</id><published>2008-08-19T21:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:44:34.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidan's birthday and our trip to Philly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDOCQp7II/AAAAAAAAAEs/DiDzGB4Lf_Q/s1600-h/Aidan+bday+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236423268896468098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDOCQp7II/AAAAAAAAAEs/DiDzGB4Lf_Q/s320/Aidan+bday+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDOuR-SyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0tGCnBNPjfo/s1600-h/Aidan+bday+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236423280713157410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDOuR-SyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0tGCnBNPjfo/s320/Aidan+bday+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDOhCcAQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lFlxOOBFclI/s1600-h/P8150301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236423277158334722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDOhCcAQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lFlxOOBFclI/s320/P8150301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDOxzvlEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ad41uI-6iTU/s1600-h/P8160373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236423281660105794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDOxzvlEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ad41uI-6iTU/s320/P8160373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDPMh72TI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WfwBxFHz7B0/s1600-h/P8160382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236423288833169714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDPMh72TI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WfwBxFHz7B0/s320/P8160382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aidan's birthday was so fun.  Aidan was so cute, he knew he was the man of honor and he had a great time. As you can see, I attempted to bake an Elmo cake. It was the ugliest cake I have seen by far. But it makes for good memories, so I had to post it. It actually tasted pretty good! HA.  Aidan loved wearing his Elmo birthday hat and we had to keep him from popping himself with the elastic piece.  He also loved when we sang "Happy Birthday" to him. He thought that was the best and clapped and yell "YAHHH" after we were done. It was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were there and my mom said it was a day she will never forget. We had a small get together at Brett's place and then went to the mall. Aidan rode the horrssse. It is his new word, so of course we have to ride the thing. He likes to go around and try to spot Brett and wave really big for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuBTIZpYaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IkebEcZKhl4/s1600-h/P8080175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236421157420884386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuBTIZpYaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IkebEcZKhl4/s320/P8080175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuBTc98dbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6L8l0ndOYbw/s1600-h/P8090190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236421162941838770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuBTc98dbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6L8l0ndOYbw/s320/P8090190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuBTlqyGwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7Fhqrpq9i7E/s1600-h/P8090194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236421165277387522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuBTlqyGwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7Fhqrpq9i7E/s320/P8090194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuBUXMuesI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cqLy1ZaYCmw/s1600-h/P8090253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236421178573093570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuBUXMuesI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cqLy1ZaYCmw/s320/P8090253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Philadelpha last weekend to visit my brother, sister-in-law, niece and nephew. It was so much fun. We spent they day together in Atlantic City and Aidan experienced his first beach/ocean time. First time of many many more beach trips and also many more trips to come with the family. It was so much fun seeing the cousins together. TJ and Kayla thought Aidan was hilarious and Aidan thought they were just as entertaining. Aidan did great traveling. He does pretty well most of the time however on the flight back we were delayed THREE HOURS ON THE PLANE prior to take off and then another three hour flight. It was so crowded and so stressful. He was very difficult for us, but that is to be expected from an almost two year old sitting on our laps. It was tough but we survived and we had such a great trip! I called my parents every few hours to give them an update. They wanted to be there, but my mom was just not up for traveling. I brought her home some good pictures though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-1673782531949095562?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1673782531949095562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=1673782531949095562' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/1673782531949095562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/1673782531949095562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/aidans-birthday-and-our-trip-to-philly.html' title='Aidan&apos;s birthday and our trip to Philly'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SKuDOCQp7II/AAAAAAAAAEs/DiDzGB4Lf_Q/s72-c/Aidan+bday+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-1513849103901777759</id><published>2008-08-14T20:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:08:18.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet boy turns TWO!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>My sweet,  funny, dancing, devilish, angel, handsome little man turns two on Saturday. We are having an ELMO party with my parents. YES, I am making a cake. Don't worry, I am sure Brett has Sprinkles cupcakes on speed dial for when he starts to smell the smoke from the oven.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me update you on my two year old. Some say his vocabulary is pretty advanced for his age. I am not so sure about that yet. We will wait and see what the doctor says, but he sure does say a lot without making any sense at all. He LOVES to introduce himself to people. If he says hi first, then he will happily carry on a conversation with you. But if I try to introduce him to someone or someone says hi to him first, he will go really really shy and will not speak. It is really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will do one of three things when you ask him to do something. If you say "Aidan can you go get your shoes?" He will:&lt;br /&gt;1. Close his eyes. That means you can't see him anymore and hopefully you will just go away.&lt;br /&gt;2. Say "No, no, no, no"&lt;br /&gt;3. Lay down on his belly and pretend to sleep including snoring....aww shooo awww shoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, Granny is convinced he will be a comedian. It is hard to discipline a little boy who makes you laugh all the time. He still is a pretty picky eater. Loves peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies. Boy after my own heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves his daddy and lights up when he seems him. Brett and Aidan have a very special relationship and I am so thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is just now starting to say "Mom?" with a question mark and I feel like even if he ask for a million dollars, if he add Mom? to it, I will have to find it some how for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan can spot an airplane from miles away. "Airplane, Airplane" and will not stop until you find the airplane and say "yes airplane".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I am not proud of and will soon invest in lots of Miami dolphin stuff for around the house, but Aidan will see a Dallas Cowboys star/jersey etc. and say "Football". I am working on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still gives the best hugs and kisses. I try to steal a cuddle any time I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will up date with pictures from the party and also pictures from the trip to Philly where the cousins were together. It was a special time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-1513849103901777759?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1513849103901777759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=1513849103901777759' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/1513849103901777759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/1513849103901777759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-sweet-boy-turns-two.html' title='My sweet boy turns TWO!!!!!!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-8214773663830196311</id><published>2008-06-11T08:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:55:18.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on stuff!</title><content type='html'>Well, I found out that I can get into my blog at work! SHHHHHH don't tell my boss. JK. I am here at work a little early and it is quiet so I thought I would give an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom/Cancer - I hate cancer. The breast cancer has spread into my moms liver. So they are going to start two kinds of chemo starting on Monday. The doctors are positive and so is my mom. She is amazingly upbeat and positive and is all she ask for are prayers. She feels pretty good right now, just in a little bit of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents/Move - Yep. They are moving AGAIN! You know those parents that have lived in the same house for many many years maybe even since their kids were little? Well, that is not my parents. There is always are good reason for the move, but still. So anyway, it is a positive thing for me because they are moving closer.  Right now, my dad has a very very long commute to work but he was suppose to retire this month, so because he is still needing to work for the insurance (stupid cancer), they decided to move close. So he will have only a 5 mintue commute and my mom will be closer to town and she will be able to drive more places etc. It is a good thing and i am excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work/Move - My office move from downtown Dallas to Addison. This is a VERY good thing, because I live in Addison - :) I have a very short drive into work and so far I am loving it. I miss downtown, but I love the drive in now. I am minutes from home and Aidan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip - We are trying to plan a trip with Aidan to go see my brother. I hope it works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan - He is almost two and it is showing.  But as hard as he is to handle sometimes, he is one happy little boy and still makes me laugh. Now his new cute thing is he will leave the room and shut the door and say "Bye".."Seeyousoon". It is the funniest thing EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding - My friend Jason Stipp got married this past weekend. (Some of you may remember Jessica Stipp - his sister). It was a very  nice wedding and I am very happy for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have to check my work emails now. I hope everyone is having a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-8214773663830196311?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8214773663830196311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=8214773663830196311' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/8214773663830196311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/8214773663830196311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/06/update-on-stuff.html' title='Update on stuff!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-5975150697498343227</id><published>2008-05-25T21:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:54:28.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pictures</title><content type='html'>Just a few new pictures for you. Things are going good here. I do not like the hot weather, but I never do. I am enjoying the long weekend and getting ready to go on vacation next weekend. Aidan is doing good. He had a little bug yesterday and today, but seems to be feeling better.  He didn't eat all that much for the past couple of days, but I tell ya the boy could stand to lose a few pounds. HA!  Aidan is still trying to say everything we  say and do everything we do. We realize if he is not the center of our attention, he is NOT happy. Its kinda funny, I wonder where he gets that from :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone enjoys the holiday weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SDok7aqdXYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WlSCv2eB_EM/s1600-h/P5170004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204512922568318338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SDok7aqdXYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WlSCv2eB_EM/s320/P5170004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SDoku6qdXXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GtRKi-2_Iy8/s1600-h/P5180068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204512707819953522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SDoku6qdXXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GtRKi-2_Iy8/s320/P5180068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SDokgaqdXWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yNABtTD-NLY/s1600-h/P5180045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204512458711850338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SDokgaqdXWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yNABtTD-NLY/s320/P5180045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-5975150697498343227?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5975150697498343227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=5975150697498343227' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/5975150697498343227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/5975150697498343227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-picture.html' title='New Pictures'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SDok7aqdXYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WlSCv2eB_EM/s72-c/P5170004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-193786904133703308</id><published>2008-04-30T21:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:37:56.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I love about Aidan at 20 1/2 months old.</title><content type='html'>I haven't done this is a while and considering he is growing up so fast, I wanted to post the things I love about Aidan. Of course there are too many to list here, but I will put my top few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When I ask him for a hug, he comes up to me, arms opened wide and says "Aawww". I wonder where he gets that from :)&lt;br /&gt;2. When I ask for a kiss, most of the time he will 'cup my face' and give me a kiss right smack on the lips. So sloppy wet, but oh so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;3. I mentioned this in the last post, but they way he says "Aidoe". You just have to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;4. Now when I ask him a questions he says "Ummmm" and then answers me "Of course I have no idea what the answer is, but it is cute and very intelligent whatever it is"&lt;br /&gt;5.  The way he backs up, like a bus, to sit on my lap when I am sitting on the floor with him.&lt;br /&gt;6. The way he says 'Elmo'. It is E E E Elmo. Like he is gearing up for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;7. The way he eats his PB&amp;amp;J sandwhich. He opens it up and licks the inside. So clever.&lt;br /&gt;8. Also when i ask him a question his whole head (along with his voice) gives me the answer. Again you just have to see it.&lt;br /&gt;9.  I love how interested he is in everything. Not just his toys, but EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;10.  The way he says 'HI' to every single person that walks near us. And if that person does not respond, he keeps saying HI until they do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-193786904133703308?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/193786904133703308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=193786904133703308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/193786904133703308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/193786904133703308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-i-love-about-aidan-at-20-12.html' title='The things I love about Aidan at 20 1/2 months old.'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-6425880491436063565</id><published>2008-04-29T20:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:03:24.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An update....finally!!!</title><content type='html'>I am finally getting around to posting. I guess because I sit at a computer all day at work, with no blogging access, I don't sit on the computer much when I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SBfRNoHB1dI/AAAAAAAAADs/eeOpg7plZK0/s1600-h/I+am+funny.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194850727230559698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SBfRNoHB1dI/AAAAAAAAADs/eeOpg7plZK0/s320/I+am+funny.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come home and play with the little guy for a while. Aidan is doing great. Aidoe as he likes to call himself. Classic name huh? I finally got video of him saying "Aidoe" tonight. He repeats most things back to me and LOVES Elmo. He can't get enough of Elmo. He wakes up in the morning saying "Elmo, Elmo" I am glad Elmo is a good charecter though, he seems to get the little guy very entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going well. THey were going through cut backs and I thought I was going to lose my job, but I have a new position in my same department. Still a little scary because they are constantly changing things due to lack of funds, but so far so good. I just say " I am glad to have a job today" I will keep positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SBfQj4HB1bI/AAAAAAAAADc/eKGdvKWLx8g/s1600-h/aidan+and+mommy+easter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194850009971021234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SBfQj4HB1bI/AAAAAAAAADc/eKGdvKWLx8g/s320/aidan+and+mommy+easter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is still feeling good. We are still unsure if this medicine is working, but for now they are staying to stick with this medicine for a couple of more months. They are most likely making their decision on how good she feels right  now, so we hope she continues to feel good. She talks to Aidan every night and I think that helps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else is new. Just trying to find some new things to do with Aidan at this age and at the same time trying to find a life for me :) Oh the joys of single momhood. Gotta love it. I know I know, I shouldn't complain I do have a great great little boy. So I will not complain anymore. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing great. i am going to sign off and start reading up on everyone now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-6425880491436063565?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6425880491436063565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=6425880491436063565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/6425880491436063565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/6425880491436063565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/04/updatefinally.html' title='An update....finally!!!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/SBfRNoHB1dI/AAAAAAAAADs/eeOpg7plZK0/s72-c/I+am+funny.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-8081707732290430374</id><published>2008-03-12T20:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:57:10.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats Happenin!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R9iJ6ygZRjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KlOO99nqSw0/s1600-h/P1010481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177039414745450034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R9iJ6ygZRjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KlOO99nqSw0/s320/P1010481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R9iJnigZRiI/AAAAAAAAACs/bWWAjk_iQBk/s1600-h/P1010460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177039084032968226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R9iJnigZRiI/AAAAAAAAACs/bWWAjk_iQBk/s320/P1010460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R9iJWCgZRhI/AAAAAAAAACk/nbnb2mPPYYs/s1600-h/P1010469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177038783385257490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R9iJWCgZRhI/AAAAAAAAACk/nbnb2mPPYYs/s320/P1010469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get you up to speed on the Roberts' clan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LONDON BABY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;London was very fun. The flights were not as bad as I thought with an 18 month old. Aidan is actually a good traveler. He didn't sleep as good on the plane but I will not complain. He adjusted well to the time change and no problems at all. Just the sake of having to travel with an 18 month old and everything that goes into that is so tiring. I was exhausted when we got back, but again not as bad as I thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brett's parents had a great time seeing Aidan and Aidan seem to enjoy his time with them as well. They live outside of London and so one day we drove into London and went site seeing. That was very fun for me. I have always wanted to go and it was nice to see the city. The weather was perfect and I could listen to everyone's accent all day long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started my new job the end of January. It is going very well. I know Aidan is well taken care of during the day so it is pretty easy to leave. I am however very anxious at the end of the day to get home to him and play for the couple of hours that we have. I still pick him up from school at 2:00 one or two days a week and so that gives me some more time with him. Things are good there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;VEGAS BABY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know we went to Vegas again. Everyone always says "you always go to Vegas". I guess why change something when you know you are guarenteed a fun time. We went to see "La Reve" this time. It was Brett's surprise to me. He got us the VIP seats and it was fantastic. I bouth the cd I loved the music so much. We tried to do very well this time and not eat toooo much and not exercise. So we walked as much as possible, one day even went to the gym and worked out. I think we did good this time. It was a nice relaxing time. Oh we had a couple of different people taking care of Aidan due to my mom not feeling so hot and when we got back Aidan was a little mad at me. It took a day or so for him to get back to normal. It is interesting how he reacted to it all. But he forgives me now. But while my mom and dad were here watching Aidan, my mom stayed in bed most of the time (update next) and my dad took over. He changed diapers and played and gave aidan his bath. How was very very impressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY MOM: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, she is doing much much better. She finished her radiation and it took all the energy she had. But now she is doing much better and slowly gaining her strength back. Now we just wait to see if the current medication is working. Thank you all for praying during this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all for now. Here are a couple of pics for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-8081707732290430374?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8081707732290430374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=8081707732290430374' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/8081707732290430374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/8081707732290430374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/03/whats-happenin.html' title='Whats Happenin!!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R9iJ6ygZRjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KlOO99nqSw0/s72-c/P1010481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-2638000731303676097</id><published>2008-01-22T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T15:24:37.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats New?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R5Zeqp3ptKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8MKzzIBT3p8/s1600-h/P1010345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158414510086272162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R5Zeqp3ptKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8MKzzIBT3p8/s320/P1010345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R5ZerJ3ptLI/AAAAAAAAACE/O4Wr37qrrP0/s1600-h/P1010345.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R5Zerp3ptMI/AAAAAAAAACM/c_LGojcsfLc/s1600-h/P1010389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158414527266141378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R5Zerp3ptMI/AAAAAAAAACM/c_LGojcsfLc/s320/P1010389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R5ZesZ3ptNI/AAAAAAAAACU/nPFgX2RMXEA/s1600-h/P1010382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158414540151043282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R5ZesZ3ptNI/AAAAAAAAACU/nPFgX2RMXEA/s320/P1010382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R5Zesp3ptOI/AAAAAAAAACc/KQUCOntrulo/s1600-h/P1010402.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the long delay in between post. My computer finally decided to quit on me and I wanted to wait and post pictures of Christmas ect. So to get everybody up to date I will start at Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great Christmas. It was very relaxing, as all of our holidays seems to be, which I am thankful for and just a very nice time. On Christmas Eve we went to Kristi's parents house. It was nice because there were a lot of kids and just made it fun when they opened presents and running around with their new toys. They had a mexican feast prepared which I think was a first for me for Christmas eve, but VERY GOOD. Aidan had his first quesadilla that day. Aidan found a new friends there too, Crazy Uncle Larry. (I don't even think that was his but that is what we nicknamed him cuz he was, well, crazy and Aidan loved it). So that was a fun day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Christmas morning we woke up and Aidan saw his presents from Santa. He still doesn't understand the concept of Santa but he did like his new toys. Then we headed off to Springtown to my parents house. We had a great time eating and opening presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aidan is doing great. He is 17 months and just talking up a storm. He still says just phrases that Brett and I only understand but they are so fun. He says 'Hi' and 'Bye' and LOVES Elmo right now. As soon as he wakes up or we walk in the door he wants to watch Elmo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going to the UK to visit Brett's parents on Feb 6. I am really really looking forward to going just kinda nervous about the flight. I don't do well on long flights and then we will have to entertain a 17 month old for 8 hours. So once I get passed that I really am looking forward to the trip. I have always wanted to go over there and it will be nice to spend see it with Brett and Aidan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have accepted a full-time job with Bank Of America. I consider this my big news by the way. It was a great offer and I am excited and scared all at the same time. I do not have the schedule yet for Aidan, but it will come together soon (I hope). My goal is to still not put him in daycare full time. The bank is going to be flexible with me but I need to get there and get started and put in some hours firsts. I start on 1/28 and am really really excited. Back to the corporate world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom is not doing that great as of this week. Her blood test are coming back showing the cancer has spread so we really need to find that medicine to that stop spreading. Just please keep praying for that to happen very soon. She is in great spirits and mentally feeling good just in some pain where the cancer is. I appreciate your prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats it for now. Aidan is home sick so we are in for a couple of days. I guess better this week than next week, huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone is doing great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-2638000731303676097?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2638000731303676097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=2638000731303676097' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/2638000731303676097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/2638000731303676097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-new.html' title='Whats New?'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R5Zeqp3ptKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8MKzzIBT3p8/s72-c/P1010345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-8738693671953265784</id><published>2007-12-23T20:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:58:37.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas tag</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wrapping or gift bags?  I like both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Real or artificial tree? I prefer a real tree like we had in Philly growing up but right now I have an artificial one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When do you put up the tree? A week or so after Thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When do you take the tree down? A couple of days after Christmas. I am always ready to get my house back in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like eggnog?  NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite gift received as a child? When I think of Christmas gifts as a child, I always remember this one: It was a life size Barbi head that I could apply her make up and do her hair. Sounds kinda weird but it is what I remember most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you have a nativity scene? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Worst Christmas gift you ever received?  I don't have a worst gift but I have a funny one. When I was younger I would always ask my brother what he was getting me for Xmas. He told me a toothbrush. I never believed him but when I opened the gift, there it was a shinny red toothbrush...i was VERY disappointed, but at the bottom of the box was a necklace. Another favorite memory I just had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Mail or email Christmas cards? Mail (try to). Dont' expect one this year though, I could never get a good picture of Aidan SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite Christmas Movie?  Miracle on 34th street (90s version) and Sound of Music of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When do you start shopping for Christmas?  A couple of weeks before xmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? My moms fudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Clear lights or colored on the tree? Clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite Christmas song? Simply having a wonderful xmas time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Travel at Christmas or stay home? stay home or pretty close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Angel on the tree top or a star? bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Open the presents Christmas Eve or Christmas Morning? Christmas morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Most annoying thing about this time of year? Traffic around the mall. But I LOVE going to the mall this time of year. Call me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you decorate your tree in any specific theme or color? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you leave for Santa? M&amp;amp;Ms and milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Least favorite holiday song? Nothing comes to mind. I LOVE christmas songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite ornament? My red ET glitter one I got as a child. Again, its the first one that comes to mind so I am calling it my favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was fun! Thanks Jim....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-8738693671953265784?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8738693671953265784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=8738693671953265784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/8738693671953265784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/8738693671953265784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-tag.html' title='Christmas tag'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-2070055944766592746</id><published>2007-12-07T11:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T11:32:21.891-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R1l_XubIJVI/AAAAAAAAABk/aasJox7NAyQ/s1600-h/superman4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141280495195661650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R1l_XubIJVI/AAAAAAAAABk/aasJox7NAyQ/s320/superman4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is from halloween. I bought Aidan some Superman pajamas about a month before and just decided to use them for his costume.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R1mDZubIJXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iOKjJGj3Pz4/s1600-h/vegas+xmas13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141284927601911154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R1mDZubIJXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iOKjJGj3Pz4/s320/vegas+xmas13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night in Vegas at the Bellagio. The display was incredible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R1mC5ebIJWI/AAAAAAAAABs/SASx3wiZJKs/s1600-h/walking+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141284373551129954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R1mC5ebIJWI/AAAAAAAAABs/SASx3wiZJKs/s320/walking+5.JPG" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aidan talking to the camera. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-2070055944766592746?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2070055944766592746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=2070055944766592746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/2070055944766592746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/2070055944766592746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/12/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/R1l_XubIJVI/AAAAAAAAABk/aasJox7NAyQ/s72-c/superman4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-5183759126239439684</id><published>2007-12-07T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T11:03:58.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating today!</title><content type='html'>I was going to decorate my place for xmas today, but it is 80 degrees outside and it just doesn't seem right. So I might wait until Sunday/Monday when it will be much much cooler. I actually have my air conditioner on right now. It just isn't suppose to be this warm in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess some things to catch you up on. The transition to whole milk went great. He didn't even notice it seemed like at first. He doesn't drink whole milk like he did formula, but he will drink some and that is all I ask. And he also did great with the sippy cup. We went cold turkey like everyone suggested and it seem to go fine. You can tell he misses his bottle but he is handling it like a pro. Thank you everyone for the advice. I think it just helped knowing that others go through the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His 15 month doctor visit went great. He even smiled at the doctor during the exam. He loves sitting on the scale, he holds in his stomach like that makes a difference (hmm wonder where he learned that?) He weighs in at 25.3 pounds and is 31.5" long. BIG Boy!!!! But very healthy and doing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett and I got away to Vegas. It was such a nice time. I would call it the perfect little get-a-way. We ate good of course, slept, played, and laughed. The Bellagio's lobby was all decked out in xmas decorations. I thought it was awesome. A lot of the casinos had on xmas music which of course I loved. We saw Wayne Brady one night. That was hilarious. They guy is just funny and boy can he sing.  Aidan stayed home with Granny and Grandad. They got to experience on their own Aidan's little annoyances. I am not sure he is the perfect little grandchild to them anymore, but they had a blast with him. Aidan has a pretend cell phone and they said he talked on it the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend will be filled with shopping and cleaning. Oh boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing great and looking forward to the holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-5183759126239439684?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5183759126239439684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=5183759126239439684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/5183759126239439684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/5183759126239439684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/12/decorating-today.html' title='Decorating today!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-1120912178117348534</id><published>2007-11-14T20:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:45:52.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bedtime routine</title><content type='html'>I need suggestions for a new bedtime routine. Not for me, for Aidan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AFTER&lt;/em&gt;, I get him off the bottle and switch to whole milk (i know I know....15 months old and still has not done the switcharoo) I need to find a different routine. Now it is lights out, bath, bottle, bed. 99% of the time he goes to sleep, no problems. The bottle is the biggest part of that routine. He LOVES his nighttime bottle. He usually falls alseep drinking it. That has been the routine now for almost a year and now I have to switch it on him. Plus I hear I am suppose to brush his teeth after his milk before he goes to bed. So, are there any suggestions for how to do this? Before you say read books...he likes to sit and read his books by himself. He is not one to sit on my lap and read a book. Is all he does is closes the book. Its kinda funny, but not for bedtime. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do/did you do for your nighttime routine at this age?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-1120912178117348534?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1120912178117348534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=1120912178117348534' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/1120912178117348534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/1120912178117348534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-bedtime-routine.html' title='New Bedtime routine'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-1175723433449397975</id><published>2007-11-06T21:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:52:43.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My friend Sara did this and I thought it was fun to read hers. I wanted to see if I could get to 100. I can't believe I did it, but i did. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  I love Aidan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  Aidan is my son.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  He makes me laugh everyday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.  I am close to my parents. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.  I think they are great people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. I talk to my mom everyday on the phone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. I’m allergic to cats. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. My mom has three cats. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Fall is my favorite time of year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Christmas Eve is my favorite day of the year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. I’m going to Vegas in December.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. This will be my 4th trip this year to Vegas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. My favorite movies to watch are romantic comedies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. I am a romantic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. I love to laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. I don’t like scary movies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. I am addicted to chocolate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. My favorite chocolate is M&amp;amp;Ms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Plain M&amp;amp;Ms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. I want to get liposuction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. I want to take dance lessons. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. I also want to take golf lessons. (might be too hot in texas though to play golf).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23.  I don’t like hot weather. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. I don’t like to be too cold either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. I would rather be too cold than too hot though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. I love clothes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. I don’t consider myself fashionable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. I use to want to be a professional photographer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. I never use to take pictures because I hated carrying around my camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. I want to color my hair this year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. Blonde&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. I love watching TV.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. I love to read.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. I don’t read enough anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. I am terrified of roaches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. Even typing that made me shiver. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. I have never broken a bone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. I had never had stitches until Aidan came along YUCK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. I am a Recruiter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40. I like working with people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. I have my certification in Human Resources.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. It was a hard test to pass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;43. I was in a car accident when I was 16.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. I was driving the car my parents bought me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45. It was bigger than our house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;46. The car was so big, we didn’t even know we got hit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;47. Graduating from high school is a day I will never forget.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;48. My first day at Harding University is also a day I will never forget. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;49. I loved college.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;50. I had the most fun in the dorm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;51. I was in three weddings one summer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;52. I love football. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;53. I love the Miami Dolphins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;54. They are not doing so well this year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;55. I love having my own place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;56. I don’t sleep much anymore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;57. I miss sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;58. I think that comes with having a child. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;59. I worry a lot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;60. I’m trying to learn to cook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;61. I love going out to dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;62. I am very emotional.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;63. I wear my feelings on my sleeves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;64. I don’t like that about me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;65. I take a hot shower every night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;66. It helps me relax.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;67. I love watching Aidan read his books and play with his toys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;68. I love watching Brett and Aidan play.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;69. I am happiest when the three of us are together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;70. I won prettiest eyes contest at camp in Junior High.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;71. I won a Vanilla Ice dance contest at a dance club in Texas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;72. It is not one of my finer moments. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;73. I have become a big fan of the Dallas Mavericks in the last two years. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;74. I get to go to their games sometimes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;75. It is one of my favorite things to do in Dallas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;76. I don’t want to live in Dallas forever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;77. I love coffee way too much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;78. I drink several cups a day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;79. I just ordered my first pizza this year because I was afraid of the pizza delivery guy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;80. I have never been in a taxi by myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;81. I am a picky eater. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;82. I love music.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;83. When Aidan is not in the car with me, I play my music very very loud and sing along. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;84. Aidan likes for me to sing to him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;85. I do not like dirty dishes or emptying the dishwasher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;86. I do not like stopping for gasoline. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;87. I do not like wearing shoes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;88. I am barefoot at home all the time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;89. I have lived in five states (Georgia, Florida, Pennsylvania, Arkansas, Texas)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;90. I spelled Pennsylvania wrong when I typed it in # 89.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;91. I love spell check.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;92. I have never been outside of the US.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;93. I hope to one day soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;94. I want to go to a beach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;95. I like massages.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;96. I do not like facials. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;97. My brother lives in King of Prussia, PA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;98. He is too far away. I miss him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;99. I never thought I could think of this many things. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;100. I did it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anybody else that wants to do this, I would love to read yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-1175723433449397975?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1175723433449397975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=1175723433449397975' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/1175723433449397975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/1175723433449397975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-100.html' title='My 100'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-6412989021713967390</id><published>2007-10-31T16:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T16:51:42.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for the Day!</title><content type='html'>"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard this before, but for some reason it stuck with me today. It was actually on a tshirt worn by many college students at a trial of their former classmate who was killed by a drunk driver. Sad story, yes. But the quote just made me think of my day. I am having the best day with Aidan.  (I just heard a crash in the other room which means he is into something he shouldn't be) but still, it is a good day.  We are often reminded that life is short and we should cherish our days with family and friends and I always forget that. But today I am enjoying my day. I hope everyone else is having a great day too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Happy Halloween. I will post pics soon of Aidan. I am looking forward to next year when he can tell me what he wants to be for halloween cuz I have zero imagination for this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-6412989021713967390?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6412989021713967390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=6412989021713967390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/6412989021713967390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/6412989021713967390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/quote-for-day.html' title='Quote for the Day!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-524416629055969090</id><published>2007-10-14T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:55:04.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New digs and Dolphins game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/RxK4GXVjvSI/AAAAAAAAABM/vet38umLpeU/s1600-h/P1010222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121358145756839202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/RxK4GXVjvSI/AAAAAAAAABM/vet38umLpeU/s320/P1010222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I am all settled in. I still have lots of decorating to do but for the most part I am fairly organized right now in my new place. I have to say I feel like I am back in the dorms at Harding. I moved back into an apartment from my duplex. There are a few adjustments to get use to especially with Aidan, but I am really enjoying my place. Aidan is having some trouble with napping and sleeping at night. I think he just needs to get use to the place. Although it has been over a week now and he is still having issues. Maybe he is just going through some changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see Aidan is a walking machine. He is doing great and really getting fast. He still crawls if he is in a big hurry but for the most part he is walking. Now the tricky things is getting the kid to wear shoes. Us Roberts don't like shoes. But I found some cheap was yesterday for him to wear this week to try them out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/RxK5onVjvTI/AAAAAAAAABU/tbJWkzWI2kY/s1600-h/dolphins+game+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121359833678986546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/RxK5onVjvTI/AAAAAAAAABU/tbJWkzWI2kY/s320/dolphins+game+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sunday, we (Brett, Aidan and I) drove to Houston for the Dolphins game. Bad news is Dolphins lost, but good news is it was a very fun day. I went out and bought $8 sunscreen the night before because I got worried about Aidan's skin and it turns out they have a retractible roof. Silly me. I need to know my stadiums a little better I guess. But Aidan was a big hit even the Houston fans and I taught him high-five before we left so he would high-five us when we said it. We made the trip in one day and Aidan did great the entire time. He is such a trooper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/RxK6IXVjvUI/AAAAAAAAABc/hy2ZujtMzZM/s1600-h/dolphins+game+20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121360379139833154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/RxK6IXVjvUI/AAAAAAAAABc/hy2ZujtMzZM/s320/dolphins+game+20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is us High-fiving! How cool are we? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-524416629055969090?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/524416629055969090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=524416629055969090' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/524416629055969090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/524416629055969090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-digs-and-dolphins-game.html' title='New digs and Dolphins game'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/RxK4GXVjvSI/AAAAAAAAABM/vet38umLpeU/s72-c/P1010222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-8228828271280327529</id><published>2007-10-04T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T16:33:58.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Steps</title><content type='html'>I forgot to tell everyone the other day, but BIG news in Aidan's world. He took his first steps without holding on to anything. It was like everyone said, he just did it. He giggled the entire few steps then plopped down. He keeps doing only that cuz he realizes that he can get to his destination faster if he crawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update when he is fully walking, but it is so fun watching him try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-8228828271280327529?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8228828271280327529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=8228828271280327529' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/8228828271280327529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/8228828271280327529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/steps.html' title='Steps'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-2616871499301048340</id><published>2007-10-01T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:21:02.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing</title><content type='html'>Have I said how much I do not like packing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all. Just wanted to vent that for a second.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-2616871499301048340?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2616871499301048340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=2616871499301048340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/2616871499301048340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/2616871499301048340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/packing.html' title='Packing'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-7658426177862442</id><published>2007-09-28T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T16:38:17.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How well do you know the United States?</title><content type='html'>These are sample questions from the new naturalization test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21019797/"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21019797/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-7658426177862442?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7658426177862442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=7658426177862442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/7658426177862442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/7658426177862442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-well-do-you-know-united-states.html' title='How well do you know the United States?'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-5137349695789681395</id><published>2007-09-23T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:12:14.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of Fall!</title><content type='html'>I think that is today! It is hard to believe that it is fall already.  It seems like we just finished celebrating Aidan's first Christmas. But I LOVE fall, so I am excited. Football season is just the best. If only it would bring the cold weather with it. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just updated my facebook account and I have already had many old college roomates/friends contact me. It has been great to hear from them. I am so bad at keeping in touch so this has been a fun weekend to get caught up with some old friends. Everyone seems to be doing great. I have to say, it is a little hard because everyone is married and happily married I might add (which is completely great!) but you know, its a little tough.  Married people, secretly tell me that sometimes you wish you were single and that you are a little jealous of me????? maybe???? Well, a girl can try huh. Everyone should be jealous that I do have the cutest bestest little boy in the world. :) HA - I won that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett is in the UK. He will be there for more week.  Time is actually going pretty quickly because I have been so busy. I am moving in less than two weeks, so my free time is spent packing. I am looking forward to getting settled in the new place and not having to live around boxes anymore. I hope Aidan adjust well to it. He seems to really feel comfortable here, but he will have all of his stuff in the new place so I am sure the transition will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the move, guess where I get to go????? I am going to see the Miami Dolphins in Houston. We are going to drive down for the day. I CAN'T WAIT. It is going to be so fun to take Aidan to his first dolphins game. I haven't decided what he is going to wear yet. I hear the fans are pretty nice, so he will probably wear his dolphins outfit that Jason got him.  I have already started teaching to him clap when I say "Go Dolphins".  How fun is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for now. Aidan goes to school in the morning so I am a free woman for 5 hours. Actually, I will be working during that time, but at least I will not have a one year old crawling all over me trying to touch the computer buttons and deleting my files! Gotta love him! I hope everyone has a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-5137349695789681395?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5137349695789681395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=5137349695789681395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/5137349695789681395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/5137349695789681395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-day-of-fall.html' title='First day of Fall!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-2770218106541664554</id><published>2007-08-28T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T21:37:27.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to normal.</title><content type='html'>Things are back to normal and back on schedule. Although I have had a fantastic couple of weeks, I am glad to be back home with Aidan and on a normal schedule. Today was the first day being back in town and without company for over 10 days and it hit me. Aidan woke up at 7:00ish and I felt like I had been hit with a brick. He was very good though and took the longest naps he has taken in a long long time. So, I rested most of the day and got some much needed chores done. Now I feel like I am ready to go, got lots to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett's parents were in town for a few days and they got to spend time with little Aidan. It was a nice time. Then we left for Vegas. They were also in Vegas with us, diffirent hotel though. We had a good time and I got to see Stomp Out Loud. Highly recommended in Vegas, very very good show. Oh, and i won money. Always a plus.  Then this past weekend, I spent time with some girlfriends I had not seen in quite a while. I had such a nice weekend with them. It was like we haven't been a part one day although we had been apart for 4 years. It was a great weekend of girl time.  Aidan got to spend the weekend with his daddy. I think they had a good time together. After a weekend with Brett, Aidan seems like more of a little guy. Its hard to explain, its just funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am back with my little man and life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-2770218106541664554?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2770218106541664554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=2770218106541664554' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/2770218106541664554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/2770218106541664554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to normal.'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-2574982456337217674</id><published>2007-08-15T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:41:50.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY AIDAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan is 1 years old today!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;(I was trying to stay awake until 12:54AM on the 16th so I can send this, but I can't keep my eyes open anymore:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Am I supposed to be this excited about his birthday??? Cuz I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few of my favorite memories of Aidan’s first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so happy inside my belly, it took a huge utensil to get him out. :)&lt;br /&gt;He stayed awake for about 6 hours after he was born, just looking around. He was taking it all in.&lt;br /&gt;He wore Socks on his hands for about 2 months because I was too scared to cut his nails.&lt;br /&gt;How he calms down in the car when you play Creed. For some reason my son has a crush on Scott Stapp. J&lt;br /&gt;He cried a lot his first month and a half. But at 6 weeks he smiled for the first time and then barely cried after that. Smiling was just too much fun for him.&lt;br /&gt;He slept with his arms above his head. Pictures are adorable.&lt;br /&gt;He loved his car seat and would sit happily in there for a long time while we were out. It made life so easy. I see that doesn’t last long J&lt;br /&gt;He laughs so loud when you tickle his legs.&lt;br /&gt;He loves getting his picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;When he says Ah – Da&lt;br /&gt; He makes loud spitting noises. Cute for now, I am sure that won’t be so cute later.&lt;br /&gt; Sitting in his excersaucer playing.&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the floor kicking his piano. He can kick so hard.&lt;br /&gt;He loves his baths. He didn’t like sponge baths when he was born because he would get too cold, but as soon as he could take a real bath, he was so happy and warm.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the car in his car seat reading a book out loud. It is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in his stroller walking the mall and smiling at everyone that walks by.&lt;br /&gt;Doing his “where’s aidan” routine and us not knowing what he was doing. Finally figured it out and did that for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Plays peek a boo, but looks like he is saying Duh! You have to see it to understand. Again, so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;The way he opens and closes a door. He can close the door in my face and it makes him laugh. Then makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as he started to crawl, he started pulling himself up ON EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Pulling himself up on my floor mirror and talking to himself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;When you carry him he has to be facing forward. So weird.&lt;br /&gt;He is very ticklish…everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;His laugh is the most contagious laugh I have ever heard. His whole face lights up when he smiles and laughs and it just makes anybody feel good.&lt;br /&gt;How he has two full tubs of toys, but is content pulling tissues out of the tissue box.&lt;br /&gt;The way he closes his eyes when he cries his fake cry. It is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few. HA. But wanted to share them with everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-2574982456337217674?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2574982456337217674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=2574982456337217674' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/2574982456337217674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/2574982456337217674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-aidan.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY AIDAN!'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-6513373750365238019</id><published>2007-08-12T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T20:25:50.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/Rr-xWfxohbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LWgwuXhxWB8/s1600-h/bday14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097988303251604914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/Rr-xWfxohbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LWgwuXhxWB8/s320/bday14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/Rr-xXPxohcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/c0JbGLG7_o8/s1600-h/bday49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097988316136506818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/Rr-xXPxohcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/c0JbGLG7_o8/s320/bday49.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a very special day for a special litte guy. We ate sandwhiches while Aidan played and then we sang happy birthday and gave him a cupcake. He did not dig in like I thought he might, but he tasted it and did not like it. So in order to get the picture of cake all over his face like I wanted, I just smeared some on his face. It was funny. The kid just does not eat like a normal child. But he got lots of books and a few toys and his very genorous grandparents gave him money for his college fund. I am so glad they are nearby to spend this day with us. Aidan is a very loved little boy. Especially by his mom :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will post more pics later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-6513373750365238019?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6513373750365238019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=6513373750365238019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/6513373750365238019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/6513373750365238019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/Rr-xWfxohbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LWgwuXhxWB8/s72-c/bday14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-7992786132907017548</id><published>2007-08-10T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:47:16.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/RryVdvxohaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2liv9SIfDec/s1600-h/mommy+and+aidan+cropped+doctors.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097113216549946786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/RryVdvxohaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2liv9SIfDec/s320/mommy+and+aidan+cropped+doctors.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here starts my reminiscing of the last year with my little man. This picture is from the hospital. Aidan was 4 days old and we had to take him into the hospital to have his blood checked because of the jaundice (sp).  This is when I was still sitting on a pillow and a boppy because I was so sore. I remember checking him in at the front desk and the lady said "may I help you?" and I said "yes my SON has an appointment". That must have been the first time I said that out loud because I remember stopping and thinking awwww 'my son'. It was so nice to say that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-7992786132907017548?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7992786132907017548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=7992786132907017548' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/7992786132907017548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/7992786132907017548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/here-starts-my-reminiscing-of-last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_76Onlrk1lio/RryVdvxohaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2liv9SIfDec/s72-c/mommy+and+aidan+cropped+doctors.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-449825870366245100</id><published>2007-08-07T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T10:37:07.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>Aidan is asleep. I always try to spend this time doing stuff that I can't really do when he is awake and following me around the house. He requires so much attention right now that even surfing the internet, working, or just emailing is kinda hard. So I thought I would blog during this time. He is almost a year old. I just can't believe it has been a year. It is kinda busy right now, not so much with work, but with personal things. Getting ready for Aidan's party on Saturday. Brett needs to move stuff out of his old house this weekend. I am moving some stuff out and giving them to my parents, so both places need packing attention. Aidan's other set of grandparents are coming next thursday (on aidan's bday) then we (brett and I and his parents) are going to vegas next sunday. My parents will be here to stay with Aidan and of course my mom likes a clean house so I need to clean before she gets here. Then after vegas, my college roomates are coming in town for the weekend which I am &lt;strong&gt;SOOOO&lt;/strong&gt; excited for.  So needless to say, August is kinda busy. Luckily I do not officially move until early October so I have plenty of time to get things done. And although I am known for procrastinating, I am really trying to stay on top of things this time around. Ha, we will see how long that last!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-449825870366245100?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/449825870366245100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=449825870366245100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/449825870366245100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/449825870366245100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-5219840141646984396</id><published>2007-08-03T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T11:02:34.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I was tagged by Sara!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Memory&lt;/strong&gt;: Playing at home in Atlanta (probably 2.5 years old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Real Kiss&lt;/strong&gt;: A boy at church. We snuck behind the playground shed. (I hope my parents are not reading this:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Love&lt;/strong&gt;:  8th grade. Eric Posivick. He wore polo and was HOT. We dated for a whole two weeks and then his friend came up to me and said "Eric wants to break up with you". I don't think i will ever recover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Concert&lt;/strong&gt;: 10th grade. Def Leppard. Went with my brother and Ally and all of there college friends. I was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First thought in the Morning&lt;/strong&gt;: "Was that Aidan or was I dreaming?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Best Friend&lt;/strong&gt;: Jenny Kennedy from church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Food you ate&lt;/strong&gt;: Bagel at Einsteins. My favorite coffee place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last CD Purchased&lt;/strong&gt;: Brett bought me Rihanna (sp).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Good book you read&lt;/strong&gt;: I cannot remember the last time i finished a book. I keep starting a new one. That is my goal for vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last time you cried&lt;/strong&gt;: Yesterday. I read Ethan Powell's blog. Makes me appreciate Aidan's good health every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last time "I love you" said&lt;/strong&gt;: To Aidan last night when I put him to bed. I can't wait for him to say it back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last funny thing you did&lt;/strong&gt;: Tickle Aidan. He thinks it is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag anyone who reads this who has not done this before. Let me know if it is on your blog :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-5219840141646984396?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5219840141646984396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=5219840141646984396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/5219840141646984396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/5219840141646984396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-8867393528850115580</id><published>2007-07-31T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:43:51.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm moving</title><content type='html'>Okay, maybe it is just me not updating enough and not the difficulty of the blog itself. It is just much easier to blame it on something else isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally found a new place. I am moving beginning of October. I have wanted to move out of this place for a while for many reasons and spent a couple of weekends and many hours on the internet searching for what I want. I wanted a newer complex, in a fun/safe area, easily accessible from my car etc. I found an apartment in Addison. Right by the galleria. It is nice and I am really looking forward to moving. My only problem will be stopping myself from buying things for it. But I will be disciplined. As long as Aidan and I have a place to sleep and a tv/dvd/books then we will be fine. I make it sound like I have no furniture. That is far from it. I have so much stuff (all from my moms resale shop) that I want to get rid of some stuff and start over with all of my own taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is going to keep me busy for the next couple of months. I am throwing away ALL MY JUNK. Next move I want to be able to pack up within a weekend if I need to. There is no reason for all the junk I have.  I want to have a garage sale, but I have never had one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan is doing Great! He is saying da da and crawling just about every where. Still no desire to walk. He still has the best laugh I have ever heard. He has eight teeth right now. Still can't figure out food for him yet. Loves his baby food and that is about it. When I have to take his bottle/formula away next month I don't know what I am going to do. Going to make for some long days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931792666580235518-8867393528850115580?l=allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8867393528850115580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931792666580235518&amp;postID=8867393528850115580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/8867393528850115580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931792666580235518/posts/default/8867393528850115580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allaboutaidandmaria.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-moving.html' title='I&apos;m moving'/><author><name>Maria R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306924600494983750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931792666580235518.post-5038207329969125261</id><published>2007-07-26T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T15:56:02.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post!</title><content type='html'>Just testing this out. Seems to be a little easier than my website. 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