<?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-4077118</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:55:32.283-06:00</updated><category term='Daily Life'/><category term='Grandma Eibs'/><category term='The Munchkins'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>This Side of Somewhere</title><subtitle type='html'>Four children. One mama. One daddy. Laughter, sticky fingers, kisses and hugs aplenty.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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>750</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077118.post-7612204969564579957</id><published>2011-01-01T14:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T15:00:00.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year!I am starting out 2011 rather sleep deprived, which is nothing new, but I had been hopeful of changing that for at least this first weekend of the year since I have two days in a row off from waking at 3:15 a.m. to do the paper route. Ah well. I went to bed around 2 a.m., and Tylan woke up screaming at 4:45 a.m. and refused to go back to bed. I eventually calmed her down and we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7612204969564579957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=7612204969564579957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7612204969564579957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7612204969564579957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-i-am-starting-out-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-3430288584755067675</id><published>2010-11-30T06:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T06:50:25.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm, I've quite nearly forgotten about this blog thanks to Facebook taking over my online social life. Debating whether I should start it up again...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3430288584755067675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=3430288584755067675&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3430288584755067675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3430288584755067675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/hmm-ive-quite-nearly-forgotten-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-3461384565331298871</id><published>2010-03-20T08:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:03:12.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy spring! Oh, and brr! I'm hoping we make it above freezing today. At least we had two days this week where it definitely felt like spring. On Wednesday and Thursday, the kids ran around outside without jackets. In short sleeves. They were ecstatic.Let's see what's happened since St. Paddy's Day. On Thursday the kids and I went to the 4-H building to help sort the fruit fundraising orders and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3461384565331298871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=3461384565331298871&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3461384565331298871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3461384565331298871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-spring-oh-and-brr-im-hoping-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-1325261705572902041</id><published>2010-03-17T08:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T08:37:48.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm loving all of the signs of spring, which is just a few days away! We're almost constantly hearing and seeing the geese overhead as they migrate back up north. Today the kids and I are going to drive out to the lake area to do a couple things, and we'll have to be sure to see if large flocks of ducks and geese are resting on any of the lakes as they make their journey.Happy St. Patrick's Day! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1325261705572902041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=1325261705572902041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1325261705572902041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1325261705572902041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-loving-all-of-signs-of-spring-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-386437035434877690</id><published>2010-02-27T06:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T07:01:47.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know, sleep really isn't overrated. At all. It's really too bad that I don't get more of it. With the paper route, I'm up at 3:15 a.m. (3:45 a.m. on Saturdays) and usually back home in less than two hours. That means I can crawl back in bed for two or three hours since Tylan will *usually* fall back to sleep and the other kids don't wake up until 8:30 or 9 or later. That definitely helps. But</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/386437035434877690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=386437035434877690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/386437035434877690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/386437035434877690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-know-sleep-really-isnt-overrated.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-7305406327091792089</id><published>2010-02-23T08:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T08:34:09.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thought I'd be gone again so quickly, eh? Not quite. It's actually the stomach flu that took out all six of us for a few days. It started Thursday evening with Ella, and by Saturday the rest of us were completely miserable. By Sunday, we were over the worst of it, although Cole and Cory (last to get it) slept most of the day. We're still experiencing a few residual effects (such as Tylan's nasty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7305406327091792089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=7305406327091792089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7305406327091792089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7305406327091792089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2010/02/thought-id-be-gone-again-so-quickly-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-5387043262146168418</id><published>2010-02-17T07:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T08:04:16.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, I didn't know if my blog would actually still be here! LOL! Can't believe it's been about 3 1/2 months since I last posted. It seems that I ended with a post about my grandpa's funeral, and now I'm starting out with a post that includes another funeral. Our 87-year-old neighbor, Julius, passed away the day after Valentine's Day. He had been going downhill for quite some time and didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5387043262146168418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=5387043262146168418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5387043262146168418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5387043262146168418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2010/02/wow-i-didnt-know-if-my-blog-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-1355142082471755062</id><published>2009-10-31T06:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T07:22:49.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We're back from our quick trip to Mankato for Grandpa's funeral. It would be so nice to spend a couple days there - at least - but right now it's just not possible between me having a paper route and Cory working weekends. As it was, the sub I had lined up for the route cancelled the night before we left. I feel awful about leaving my boss hanging like that, although I did let him know as soon as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1355142082471755062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=1355142082471755062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1355142082471755062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1355142082471755062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-back-from-our-quick-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8397273389758942280</id><published>2009-10-28T07:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T08:01:23.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, I've gone more than a month now without updating! No really, I'm not trying to set any records. If you're truly craving somewhat regular updates from me, Facebook is probably your best bet at this point.My grandfather passed away last Saturday, less than two months after my grandmother passed away. Of course we'll miss him greatly, but at the same time we're so relieved that he's no longer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8397273389758942280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8397273389758942280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8397273389758942280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8397273389758942280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow-ive-gone-more-than-month-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-4161333255064565162</id><published>2009-09-20T14:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:45:06.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've started posts in the recent past but have always been interrupted by waking children or children who want my help, etc., so I'm just deleting everything and starting over. I remember those days when I would blog nearly every day, and now it's been nearly one month. Yikes! Since late August, Cole has had his seventh birthday, which was celebrated mainly with a very rainy camp out that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4161333255064565162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=4161333255064565162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4161333255064565162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4161333255064565162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-started-posts-in-recent-past-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8730793422201602344</id><published>2009-08-26T13:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:51:07.419-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma Eibs'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My maternal grandmother passed away early this morning at her home with all of her children and my grandmother with her. She was 83 years old and lost her final battle with cancer. She was very prepared to die, though, and was looking forward to leaving this world and seeing what Heaven has in store for her. So, even though she lived a long, full life and was ready to die, it doesn't make a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8730793422201602344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8730793422201602344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8730793422201602344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8730793422201602344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-maternal-grandmother-passed-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2479345854088801582</id><published>2009-08-24T14:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:56:41.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, one month since I last updated! I don't think I've ever done this poor of a job staying up to date. Life is just busy, busy, busy. Tylan, now one year old (!), is also at an age where the ability of Mommy to sit down and focus on something like the computer happens rather infrequently, especially with just one computer in a house where five people like to use it. Oh well. Just a stage of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2479345854088801582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2479345854088801582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2479345854088801582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2479345854088801582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-one-month-since-i-last-updated-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8996478857296955038</id><published>2009-07-24T08:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:11:44.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tylan is apparently helping me prepare for my new early morning gig. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to have a paper route. Yep, that'll take me back to my tween years. It's not a huge amount of money, obviously, but will help us out financially. I've been searching for work I could do at home or without having to leave the kids with a babysitter, and that's been pretty unsuccessful so far. My plan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8996478857296955038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8996478857296955038&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8996478857296955038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8996478857296955038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/tylan-is-apparently-helping-me-prepare.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2964040910887005638</id><published>2009-07-12T22:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:46:11.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe how quickly time has been passing lately. We're already entering mid July! Tylan is a little over a month away from her first birthday, and in just a few weeks Cory's dad will be getting married. We're having another summer of just sticking around Yankton, and we aren't even getting trips to Mankato in like we usually do. We did go up to Mitchell to the drive in to see Up last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2964040910887005638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2964040910887005638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2964040910887005638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2964040910887005638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-believe-how-quickly-time-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2677656065236983687</id><published>2009-06-25T08:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:51:15.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This poor, poor blog has really been neglected lately. It's just something about the month of June. I've fallen behind on everything I've wanted/needed to do. So, since my last blog post:- Accalia has turned 10. I now have a child in the double digits!!!- We had a fun family camp out, and it didn't rain the entire time.- Our garden, despite desperately needing to be weeded, is growing radishes, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2677656065236983687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2677656065236983687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2677656065236983687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2677656065236983687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-poor-poor-blog-has-really-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-5951388653048735015</id><published>2009-06-04T18:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:59:40.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, this afternoon Accalia and Cole decided to set up a little booth in the front yard trying to get people to sign up for a new club they created today - a club to try to figure out what happened to Amelia Earhart. They do love a good mystery! Unfortunately, no one other than immediate family members signed up. I told my mom that those two are most definitely their grandfather's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5951388653048735015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=5951388653048735015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5951388653048735015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5951388653048735015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-this-afternoon-accalia-and-cole.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-5297907379746588135</id><published>2009-05-26T12:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:43:37.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hope it was a fun Memorial Day weekend for all of you! We went to Lake Wilson on Sunday and came back yesterday. We have a bit of a tradition of going there on Memorial Day weekend so the kids can fish with Grandpa. They caught a few fish this year but not as many as in previous years. It was really neat to see the half dozen pelicans on the lake. I don't think I've ever seen pelicans in person </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5297907379746588135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=5297907379746588135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5297907379746588135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5297907379746588135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/hope-it-was-fun-memorial-day-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-7757227560926203101</id><published>2009-05-19T22:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:44:50.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Around 20 minutes ago, I was sitting at the computer when I heard this incredibly loud roar/rumbling that was almost shaking our house and surprisingly didn't wake up Ella. So I ran outside with Tylan in my arms to see what was going on (yes, of course I run toward potential disaster with my youngest along side), and I could see the lights of a jet a few miles to the northeast. That's very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7757227560926203101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=7757227560926203101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7757227560926203101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7757227560926203101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/around-20-minutes-ago-i-was-sitting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-1019253564882664021</id><published>2009-05-12T20:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:44:17.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hope all you mothers out there had a great Mother's Day! We had a really nice day but didn't do anything extraordinary. Cory went out to get me breakfast and a coffee. The kids gave me a gift card to Starbucks (notice the coffee theme?) and the latest Indigo Girls cd. Yay! I had wanted to do something that I knew the kids would enjoy, so after lunch we drove over to the library in Vermillion to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1019253564882664021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=1019253564882664021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1019253564882664021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1019253564882664021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/hope-all-you-mothers-out-there-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-348214836071419614</id><published>2009-05-08T20:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:34:37.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is quite windy and cool outside. It's rained on and off throughout the day, so we haven't been hanging around outside. No neighbor girls or boys around today. I don't mind, but I know Accalia and Cole were hoping to play with them after school. Cory's working, and I'm feeling rather aimless. I want to be inspired and motivated but have just found myself sitting around online while the three </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/348214836071419614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=348214836071419614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/348214836071419614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/348214836071419614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-is-quite-windy-and-cool-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2615381313904023831</id><published>2009-05-04T21:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:50:13.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm here for another blog post, so obviously I survived last week! It was odd getting up today and not having any dance rehearsals on the calendar, and once again I'm washing dance clothes and putting everything up for the next month until the summer session starts. Both Accalia and Cole want to continue with classes during the summer.Both recitals went so well. Accalia looked like she was having</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2615381313904023831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2615381313904023831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2615381313904023831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2615381313904023831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-here-for-another-blog-post-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-1758331794713880871</id><published>2009-04-28T21:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:01:37.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This week is going to be insane. I always feel like this as the week of the dance recital starts, but we always manage to survive. The first of the three dress rehearsals (one for gymnastics, one for ballet, one for tumbling) was tonight, and it went well for Accalia. Unfortunately for me, the group before Accalia had to go through their routine three times, and now I have the Coldplay song they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1758331794713880871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=1758331794713880871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1758331794713880871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1758331794713880871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-week-is-going-to-be-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-5926369263967390460</id><published>2009-04-15T09:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:08:37.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a really good day, and I'm hoping that today will follow suit. It was a perfect spring day - upper 60s, sunny, slight breeze - and we spent much of the day outside in the yard. Tylan loved it. I cleaned out our back porch area (I never know what to call it because it's not really a porch or a deck), we filled the sandbox with sand, I gave wagon rides, we picked up fallen willow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5926369263967390460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=5926369263967390460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5926369263967390460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5926369263967390460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-was-really-good-day-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-9119921068790080838</id><published>2009-04-06T16:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:07:02.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Caring for sick children is so much easier when you're healthy. I'm not. I was miserable yesterday and am feeling slightly better today, but not well enough to have much patience of any sort. Is it too much to ask that after we get past this cold that we can go more than two weeks between illnesses? There are so many things I need to get done right now, and I'm trying to make up my mind about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/9119921068790080838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=9119921068790080838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/9119921068790080838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/9119921068790080838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/04/caring-for-sick-children-is-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-3233911742476352390</id><published>2009-04-03T13:27:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:51:45.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's another beautiful spring day with temps in the low 50s, sunny blue skies with a few fluffy clouds, and a light breeze. It's a perfect day to be outside enjoying the new sidewalk chalk and bubbles. Unfortunately, half of the family is too sick to do much of anything other than sleep and lie on the couch.We made it through almost the entire winter without any illnesses - not even colds - and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3233911742476352390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=3233911742476352390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3233911742476352390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3233911742476352390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-another-beautiful-spring-day-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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/_rdWaPlUm_kI/SdZYN2puh_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/_PtnjR2mgJ4/s72-c/100_3997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077118.post-6943620324473072460</id><published>2009-04-02T16:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:15:30.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, it's 50 degrees today and one of the warmer days of our spring so far. We made it through our non-blizzard on Tuesday and might have another storm over the weekend. I really want to put away the boots and hats and mittens and snow pants, but if I do that I'm basically guaranteeing we're going to have a big storm.Cory's been sick a couple days this week - hopefully just a cold - and it seems </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6943620324473072460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6943620324473072460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6943620324473072460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6943620324473072460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-its-50-degrees-today-and-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-6403907978395738</id><published>2009-03-22T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:11:08.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to get myself to bed. I woke up this morning with a bit of a headache and seem to be getting another one now. It was a fairly uneventful weekend, and I didn't really get much accomplished. I guess I sorted through Tylan and Ella's winter clothes, putting away the outgrown items and finding spring/summer clothes to add to the drawers.Yesterday Accalia's ballet class performed at a local </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6403907978395738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6403907978395738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6403907978395738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6403907978395738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-to-get-myself-to-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-5042991464602849856</id><published>2009-03-20T13:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T13:48:52.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Spring!!! It doesn't feel like spring at all here in Yankton since it's cool and cloudy and windy. Well, actually that probably is what spring is often like around here, so I take that back. It's supposed to be nice here this weekend, but I've heard rumors of snow or at least rain next week.We don't have a lot going on this weekend. For the past couple months, Cory has basically had the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5042991464602849856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=5042991464602849856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5042991464602849856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5042991464602849856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-spring-it-doesnt-feel-like-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-683762453054752491</id><published>2009-03-15T23:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:31:02.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This past week is one I hope to not repeat ever again. A combination of sick kids and crappy financial stuff does not a happy Amy make. I guess the good news is that all of the kids are in the end stages of their various illnesses, although that means they're also in that runny nose/coughing phase where they're starting to get energy back but are also cranky as all get out. Today I felt the past </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/683762453054752491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=683762453054752491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/683762453054752491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/683762453054752491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-past-week-is-one-i-hope-to-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8189169953423439674</id><published>2009-03-11T19:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:48:05.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello neglected blog! Sorry about the two week absence of posts for those of you still around.I guess I should wrap up my whole injured foot story. Just a couple days after I went to the doctor, Tylan dropped a hard toy of hers right on my foot. Yeouch! I was limping around even more and ended up going to convenient care that Sunday afternoon. I had xrays there, and it turns out nothing is broken</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8189169953423439674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8189169953423439674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8189169953423439674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8189169953423439674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-neglected-blog-sorry-about-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-6411922357922262086</id><published>2009-02-25T21:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:03:34.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It looks as if we're in for some lovely winter weather tomorrow. If the trend continues, though, Yankton will get little to nothing. Everything seems to stay up north for the most part. I hope it does, too, so Cory doesn't have problems traveling to or from work.Speaking of Cory, he took today off so I could see my doctor about my foot. What a nice guy. I took Tylan with me, of course, but the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6411922357922262086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6411922357922262086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6411922357922262086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6411922357922262086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-looks-as-if-were-in-for-some-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2955876864166206827</id><published>2009-02-22T13:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:22:14.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brr! This weekend has been so cold compared with the mild temps we've had for the past week or so. I think we've been a little spoiled for February and have been having trouble getting back into wintery weather. We haven't had a lot going on - just the regular things of hanging out at home, Cory delivering pizzas, etc. Quite exciting.Today the kids and I took a drive around the lakes and river to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2955876864166206827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2955876864166206827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2955876864166206827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2955876864166206827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/brr-this-weekend-has-been-so-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2162079797277203304</id><published>2009-02-16T22:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:47:19.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This morning I took Tylan in for her six month checkup (she turns six months on the 19th), and Ella came along. Cory was home today, and Accalia and Cole thought it would be more fun to stay with him and play Wii. All is well. Tylan weighs 15 lbs. 13 oz., which puts her in the 50th percentile, and is 27 inches tall, which puts her in the 90th percentile. She's gained nearly 3 pounds and grown 2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2162079797277203304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2162079797277203304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2162079797277203304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2162079797277203304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-morning-i-took-tylan-in-for-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-7323622748750315045</id><published>2009-02-14T17:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:34:41.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, my poor neglected blog! Everyone and everything seems to conspire against me every time I sit down to write. LIke now, Tylan has just woken up and filled her diaper. Good timing, little lady!I hope that everyone who is celebrating Valentine's Day is enjoying themselves. Cory's working right now, but for lunch we had our traditional fettucine alfredo and then cheesecake for dessert. Cory and I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7323622748750315045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=7323622748750315045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7323622748750315045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7323622748750315045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-my-poor-neglected-blog-everyone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-1626546449014728752</id><published>2009-02-05T13:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T13:48:25.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gorgeous day today. It's around 50 and tomorrow will probably be warmer. Gotta love a little preview of spring in the midst of winter. Thankfully it's great weather for travel, and Cory's doing a bit of that later on today. He's going from work up to Mitchell to watch our niece Mariah's basketball game. That means he won't be home until 9:30 at the earliest, but I know he'll have fun hanging out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1626546449014728752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=1626546449014728752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1626546449014728752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1626546449014728752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/gorgeous-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-6518925276297669545</id><published>2009-01-30T14:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:36:59.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Less than two hours until we go to the chiropractor! Hooray! I'm fighting off a headache right now and know that getting adjusted is going to make me feel so much better. Hopefully I won't be as prone to migraines after this adjustment.Our Friday hasn't been too out of the ordinary so far. Accalia and Cole went to the art studio this morning, and Ella, Tylan and I ran to do a couple errands. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6518925276297669545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6518925276297669545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6518925276297669545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6518925276297669545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/less-than-two-hours-until-we-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8013782645016055691</id><published>2009-01-26T23:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:54:45.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We're back home after our short yet exhausting trip up north for Pat's funeral. We left Yankton around 3 p.m. yesterday after Cory got off work, stopped for supper at Culver's in Mitchell, and made it to the funeral home in Redfield around 7 p.m. The visitation was supposed to go until 8 p.m., so we kind of expected that by 7 p.m. things would be winding down. We pulled up, though, and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8013782645016055691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8013782645016055691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8013782645016055691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8013782645016055691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-back-home-after-our-short-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2964779073046920902</id><published>2009-01-24T16:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:22:56.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cory's aunt Pat - Mary's only sister - died Thursday. I'd written in the past about her health problems over the past year or so, and just recently she was also diagnosed with lymphoma. Things went downhill very quickly. She developed pneumonia and was airlifted to Sioux Falls and put in a medically induced coma for a couple days because of a blood infection. She was never taken out of sedation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2964779073046920902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2964779073046920902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2964779073046920902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2964779073046920902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/corys-aunt-pat-marys-only-sister-died.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-7764526919830112912</id><published>2009-01-19T09:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:55:50.641-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ugh. My migraine left for part of the day on Saturday but reappeared later in the day. It was there on and off yesterday, too. So the weekend rather sucked having to manage the headache when you know it's never quiet with four children in a house. Well, almost never. Hoping for a pain free start to the week!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7764526919830112912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=7764526919830112912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7764526919830112912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7764526919830112912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8057236643733727213</id><published>2009-01-17T15:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:03:29.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It seems so quiet in the house right now. Accalia is at a friend's birthday party until around 8 p.m., Cory is delivering pizzas until around 8 p.m., Tylan is sleeping in the sling, Ella is on the couch watching Pink Panther, and Cole is cleaning off the shelf above the kitchen sink. That shelf has kind of turned into the "here's a broken toy that might be able to be fixed by gluing it so I'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8057236643733727213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8057236643733727213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8057236643733727213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8057236643733727213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-seems-so-quiet-in-house-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-6820124891173942224</id><published>2009-01-15T13:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T13:06:42.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For Tylan's baby book: Tylan just rolled from her back to her stomach for the first time without a bit of help! Usually she gets hung up with an arm in the way, but she's figured out how to get around that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6820124891173942224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6820124891173942224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6820124891173942224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6820124891173942224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-tylans-baby-book-tylan-just-rolled.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-6496126454327654520</id><published>2009-01-14T11:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:57:27.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have had the most difficult time getting up in the mornings lately. This morning Ella was probably awake and ready to get up an hour or more before we actually did. I just told her it wasn't time to get up yet, and I think she just snuggled up next to me. I'm amazed that she did that. Maybe it's the time of year that makes me just want to hibernate. It definitely feels like that this week with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6496126454327654520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6496126454327654520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6496126454327654520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6496126454327654520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-had-most-difficult-time-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-5987733032237534470</id><published>2009-01-10T18:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:58:36.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have completely failed my children when it comes to cooking from scratch. Today, as I was preparing to make brownies from scratch, Cole told me I didn't know how to do that. I told him I had a recipe, and he seemed to accept that. Then, when I gave him a piece of the finished product, he gave me a thumbs up and said, "Wow, this almost tastes like the brownie mix!" Sigh.Today my two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5987733032237534470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=5987733032237534470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5987733032237534470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5987733032237534470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-completely-failed-my-children.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-6628399827617820550</id><published>2009-01-05T13:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:28:53.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This January is beginning to feel like the January after Mary died where we were all sick and it just seemed to go on and on. I had a cold before Christmas that almost disappeared before we left for Mankato, and then it seemed to hang on and on and is now finally going going gone. Tylan seemed to pick up a tiny bit of this as well - mainly goopy eyes. And now, yesterday Ella is sick. She was so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6628399827617820550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6628399827617820550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6628399827617820550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6628399827617820550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-january-is-beginning-to-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2936868914931717166</id><published>2009-01-01T22:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:25:09.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year! I hope 2009 is off to a wonderful start for all of you. It hasn't been a particularly spectacular day today, partly because I had a headache that I just couldn't get rid of until I went out and bought Excedrin. Then it disappeared. I think I need a new pillow. This has been a nice week because we had so much more time with Cory at home. Normally Cory delivers pizza on Wednesdays, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2936868914931717166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2936868914931717166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2936868914931717166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2936868914931717166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-i-hope-2009-is-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-3182347251166434116</id><published>2008-12-29T18:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:32:18.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We had such a neat experience today. There are areas along the Missouri River in Yankton - specifically out near the Gavins Point Dam - that are popular places for bald eagles to nest and hunt for food. Winter is an excellent time to see them, so today the kids and I hopped in the van to do a little bird watching. We were driving along the road that takes us to the van and saw a vehicle had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3182347251166434116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=3182347251166434116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3182347251166434116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3182347251166434116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-had-such-neat-experience-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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/_rdWaPlUm_kI/SVlp68rz-OI/AAAAAAAAAfE/MHqnKRMw54E/s72-c/100_3663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077118.post-7256015654080953373</id><published>2008-12-28T16:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:12:19.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guess it might be good to post at least one more time before 2008 ends! We've been back in Yankton since Friday, but I haven't caught up with anything yet, including laundry. We had a really nice time with family and friends but are always glad to be back home, which is probably a good sign. I would post pictures, but our niece Mariah accidentally grabbed our camera because our cameras are almost</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7256015654080953373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=7256015654080953373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7256015654080953373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7256015654080953373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/guess-it-might-be-good-to-post-at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8439344306577287399</id><published>2008-12-19T18:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:42:29.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We've been out of the house and running around for most of the day, and it just now feels like I'm getting a chance to try to calm the chaos of things in this house. The dishwasher and washer are both running, and next I'm going to tackle the mess on the table even though that's the last thing I actually want to do. This morning we were up and out of the house so Accalia and Cole could go to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8439344306577287399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8439344306577287399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8439344306577287399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8439344306577287399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/weve-been-out-of-house-and-running.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-38529068681394313</id><published>2008-12-18T09:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:36:44.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FYI - Homemade hair detangling spray - 1 part conditioner to 10 parts water - works just as well as the store bought stuff and smells much better.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/38529068681394313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=38529068681394313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/38529068681394313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/38529068681394313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/fyi-homemade-hair-detangling-spray-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-1519432529815021250</id><published>2008-12-18T07:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T08:15:59.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got up too early this morning, so I'm sitting here blogging while I wait for the coffee to finish brewing. Ella fell asleep early last night and woke up early, but it wasn't as early as it's been in the past! Cole's up early, too, because he woke up and didn't find us upstairs. He's falling asleep again on the couch, though.I have a bunch of laundry to put away today. It will make packing on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1519432529815021250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=1519432529815021250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1519432529815021250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1519432529815021250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-up-too-early-this-morning-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-3568345561167152353</id><published>2008-12-17T13:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:44:50.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am not a confrontational person at all, which is probably to my detriment at times. If I happen to find myself in a confrontational situation, I usually try to get myself out of it as neutrally as possible. This morning, though, I actually found myself having to keep my tongue in check. So strange for me!The kids and I ran to Wal-Mart to pick up a few groceries and other odds and ends. We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3568345561167152353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=3568345561167152353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3568345561167152353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3568345561167152353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-not-confrontational-person-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-662794326788865033</id><published>2008-12-14T22:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:01:12.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brr would pretty much describe today. I'm assuming we reached 0 degrees, but I'm not sure. It's been blowing all day, but we thankfully didn't get much snow. The kids and I were able to stay inside and keep warm, but Cory was delivering pizzas for a few hours. A helpful tip for those of you ordering pizza (or any sort of food) when the weather is bad: tip! I think it's incredibly rude to not want</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/662794326788865033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=662794326788865033&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/662794326788865033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/662794326788865033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/brr-would-pretty-much-describe-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-644561044226955258</id><published>2008-12-12T23:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:08:55.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have hopes that tonight will be a much more peaceful night than last. Ella fell asleep at 6 p.m. yesterday, and I knew that wouldn't be good. I actually tried to wake her up, but couldn't. She slept for a few hours and woke up tired and cranky and stayed that way until 2 a.m. Yay. I think I attempted to get her to sleep three times before it actually worked. Then we were up way too soon, and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/644561044226955258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=644561044226955258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/644561044226955258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/644561044226955258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-hopes-that-tonight-will-be-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-6934007985497507623</id><published>2008-12-08T12:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:56:20.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's hope 2009 is a much better year for vehicles with us. Cory's car is in the shop once again (damn Fords) because his alternator went out AGAIN (third time this year). The alternator did have a six month guarantee, though, and it just happened to go out exactly six months to the day, so hopefully we can have that cost reimbursed. An additional expense, though, is that his front brakes are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6934007985497507623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6934007985497507623&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6934007985497507623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6934007985497507623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-hope-2009-is-much-better-year-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-9190372629780768303</id><published>2008-12-06T18:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:54:57.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ella at three is absolutely kicking my butt. Well, starting at the end of two and now the first part of three. There is whining and screaming and crying. I know a lot of this is developmental and maybe some of it has to do with adjusting to Tylan's presence, but it just seems that much worse than it was with either Accalia or Cole. It's one of those periods of parenting where you think, "What did</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/9190372629780768303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=9190372629780768303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/9190372629780768303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/9190372629780768303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/ella-at-three-is-absolutely-kicking-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-133905229671007413</id><published>2008-12-02T22:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:52:53.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was a second night in a row with Cory home in the evening. Lovely. Tomorrow he'll be delivering pizzas, so I've been enjoying the time. Accalia felt well enough to go to gymnastics today, and I signed up to provide treats for her gymnastics class and Cole's tumbling class when they have their Christmas parties in a couple weeks.My mom called tonight to tell me that my grandma (her mom) was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/133905229671007413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=133905229671007413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/133905229671007413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/133905229671007413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-was-second-night-in-row-with-cory.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-7246906905050731055</id><published>2008-12-02T00:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:22:03.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lately I've felt so exhausted by life. Do you ever have those times? You never seem to get things done and can't quite get up the energy to do anything about it. I'm looking around the house at the clean laundry that needs to be put away and the dirty dishes that need to be loaded in the dishwasher and the toys that need to be picked up, etc. Oy. Sometimes I think it's still adjusting to having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7246906905050731055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=7246906905050731055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7246906905050731055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7246906905050731055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/lately-ive-felt-so-exhausted-by-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-9127476692074683732</id><published>2008-11-28T20:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:55:51.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess Thanksgiving didn't turn out to be as stressful as it might have been with having to scramble a bit to ensure we had enough food and room with Mark letting us know less than two days before that they were coming. It helps that Cory prepares all of the food and I keep the kids occupied. Cory also found it really helped keep him relaxed to have a beer while he was getting everything ready. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/9127476692074683732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=9127476692074683732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/9127476692074683732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/9127476692074683732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-guess-thanksgiving-didnt-turn-out-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-3075432404622771035</id><published>2008-11-25T23:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:26:42.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baby book entry - Cole lost his second bottom tooth tonight.This hostess is scrambling a little bit for Thanksgiving. Mark just emailed this evening to ask if the five of them could come here on Thursday! Meal preparations for six have now become meal preparations for 11.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3075432404622771035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=3075432404622771035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3075432404622771035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3075432404622771035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-book-entry-cole-lost-his-second.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-7115129633879048313</id><published>2008-11-23T22:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:06:55.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was going through some old emails that I'd saved and found a link to this website. I like it because I often come across children's books that look interesting, but I never know if the stories will be as good as the description.Cory and I watched the 24: Redemption tv movie tonight. Now we can't wait for the new season to begin in January! I so need my weekly dose of Jack Bauer!There's a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7115129633879048313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=7115129633879048313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7115129633879048313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7115129633879048313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was-going-through-some-old-emails.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2846687567856694909</id><published>2008-11-20T14:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:58:25.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been fighting off a headache since I woke up this morning. I think it will be a losing battle. It doesn't help that I'm also tired and have absolutely no motivation to do anything. I really hope this isn't the start of a cold. The other evening was so odd. All six of us were awake (well, Tylan was probably sleeping some of the time), but it was so quiet even with all of us on the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2846687567856694909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2846687567856694909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2846687567856694909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2846687567856694909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-been-fighting-off-headache-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-4073137107428708472</id><published>2008-11-18T12:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:10:17.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is a windy day today! If not for the wind, I think the sun and relatively mild temperatures (into the upper 30s) would make for a nice day outside. I think this wind will help take off most of the remaining leaves on George, our willow tree.This week our main activities outside of the house are the three classes at the dance studio and art. I guess it should be a fairly quiet week before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4073137107428708472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=4073137107428708472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4073137107428708472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4073137107428708472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-windy-day-today-if-not-for-wind-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8903257048808475459</id><published>2008-11-12T20:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:50:05.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lately I've been making short updates on Facebook and keep forgetting that I haven't written anything here for a few days. Go ahead and friend me over on Facebook if you'd like!Let's see about what's happened between Saturday and today. Cory worked later on Sunday rather than his usual morning into the afternoon, so he took Accalia and Cole to see Madagascar 2: Escape to Africa. The kids always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8903257048808475459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8903257048808475459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8903257048808475459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8903257048808475459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/lately-ive-been-making-short-updates-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-4133204122523648159</id><published>2008-11-08T21:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:10:51.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No one showed up at the LLL meeting this morning, which is what I expected. I was really unhappy to see that the meeting space was not really reserved for a group since half of the room is taken up with the circulation desk while the new one is being installed. I understand the necessity of that, but it would have been nice to have received a call about that as a way to acknowledge the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4133204122523648159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=4133204122523648159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4133204122523648159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4133204122523648159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-one-showed-up-at-lll-meeting-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8384330987844892042</id><published>2008-11-07T19:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:54:22.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'd just like to say how happy I am to not be in western South Dakota right now and buried under nearly four feet of snow. Yikes! Here in Yankton we have the wind and the cold temperatures, but we only have a dusting of snow. The grass isn't even covered, but that hasn't stopped Cole from going outside and doing as much as he can to play in that snow. Poor Cory is out delivering pizzas, and I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8384330987844892042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8384330987844892042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8384330987844892042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8384330987844892042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/id-just-like-to-say-how-happy-i-am-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2154512355029443096</id><published>2008-11-05T14:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:17:27.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, first to post pictures from Halloween:The family: Cory (apparently with a splitting headache) holding Tylan, Cole as Venom (without the mask), Ella as a shy princess, and Accalia as Hannah MontanaAccalia and her twin from next door, T.A picture of all of the kids, including the neighbor girls.A smiley Tylan to start off Halloween.The kids had a fun time on Halloween and were ready to stop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2154512355029443096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2154512355029443096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2154512355029443096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2154512355029443096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-first-to-post-pictures-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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/_rdWaPlUm_kI/SRIJJhrkScI/AAAAAAAAAWA/FpOOlDb2wZU/s72-c/100_3417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077118.post-710086076638874087</id><published>2008-11-05T08:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:22:43.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What an amazing election! I think I'm still in a bit of shock that Obama was elected! Last night was truly one of those times for me when I was so keenly aware of witnessing history, and thankfully this is a very positive, uplifting historical event. I'm so excited to watch how Obama's presidency unfolds.I know I have a lot of updating to do. Hopefully later on...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/710086076638874087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=710086076638874087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/710086076638874087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/710086076638874087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-amazing-election-i-think-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2820697011283934784</id><published>2008-10-29T22:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:59:31.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is Ella's third birthday! It turned out to be a really nice day, and I think Ella was pretty happy with it all. Do you think she looks happy?Nope, definitely not happy.Ella started out her day by opening presents. Cole had wrapped up a bunch of little toys from around the house, and he had a lot of fun unwrapping those for her. We gave her a Dora the Explorer backpack adventure kit, crayons</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2820697011283934784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2820697011283934784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2820697011283934784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2820697011283934784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-ellas-third-birthday-it-turned.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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/_rdWaPlUm_kI/SQkvemNMdlI/AAAAAAAAAUc/hbH7JLnAsCI/s72-c/100_3403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077118.post-8680276641624797126</id><published>2008-10-26T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:54:12.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks for the sympathy regarding Cory's crash with the deer. He's perfectly fine as far as we know. We're all going to the chiropractor tomorrow, so maybe something will pop up there. Anne, (sorry to hear about your car troubles, too!), that deer wasn't even killed! Cory didn't see it anywhere, so he probably just had a glancing blow from the car. We were hoping to hear back from insurance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8680276641624797126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8680276641624797126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8680276641624797126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8680276641624797126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-for-sympathy-regarding-corys.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2904191883275817565</id><published>2008-10-24T13:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:56:10.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here are a few pictures of the car (one estimate is around $2500 for repairs):Notice the deer hair stuck in the windshield cracks in that second picture? From the one estimate done so far, the hood, front fender, windshield, one headlight, and the driver's side mirror will all have to be replaced. Cory also noticed a bit of shaking when he drove the car over 45 mph, so that will need to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2904191883275817565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2904191883275817565&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2904191883275817565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2904191883275817565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-are-few-pictures-of-car-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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/_rdWaPlUm_kI/SQIRvHMtAVI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mhBfAXppglQ/s72-c/100_3362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077118.post-3941580441289067303</id><published>2008-10-23T09:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:26:44.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cory called around 7:30 a.m. (I admit it - I was still asleep) to tell me he hit a deer on his way to work. He was just a few miles from work when it happened. Thankfully he's okay. The car probably isn't so great, but Cory thinks the damage may be limited to a dent on the front fender and a destroyed windshield and side mirror. Another prison employee picked Cory up to take him the rest of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3941580441289067303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=3941580441289067303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3941580441289067303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3941580441289067303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/cory-called-around-730.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-4634941329693914773</id><published>2008-10-20T22:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:13:03.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Midafternoon I asked the kids if they wanted to go out to the aquarium one last time before it closes for the fall/winter on November 1, and they were very excited to do that. In all honesty, a part of me suggested that just to get out of the house and away from the neighbor girls. Accalia and Cole could barely come in the house to do anything without the girls being right there wondering where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4634941329693914773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=4634941329693914773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4634941329693914773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4634941329693914773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/midafternoon-i-asked-kids-if-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-3645281901143521811</id><published>2008-10-20T13:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:01:41.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Public schools are off today - I think it's a teacher work day - so, of course, the neighbor girls have been coming over early and often. The first time the doorbell rang Cole was still in him pjs, and he just yelled "We're not coming out to play!" through the closed door. I suggested it might be a little more polite to open the door and tell them he wasn't ready to play yet.Bullying issues aside</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3645281901143521811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=3645281901143521811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3645281901143521811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3645281901143521811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/public-schools-are-off-today-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8154622068838727616</id><published>2008-10-17T08:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:54:59.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really was hoping for an earlier night last night since Cole actually fell asleep earlier than normal. Unfortunately, Ella had fallen asleep on the couch in the late afternoon, so that shot those plans. Oh well. One of these days it'll happen. I can pretty much guarantee I'll be up around 7 or 7:30 each day anyway simply because that's when Tylan starts to get restless. She needs to get up, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8154622068838727616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8154622068838727616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8154622068838727616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8154622068838727616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-really-was-hoping-for-earlier-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-1891813009103970796</id><published>2008-10-14T20:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:13:50.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I thought this was a timely post since I had recently noticed how much more common the name Harper seems to be in the past couple years. Harper - as a girl's name - is one Cory and I had considered since my pregnancy with Accalia. Author Harper Lee was our inspiration. We were still contemplating it during my pregnancy with Tylan, but for whatever reason it just has never felt like the right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1891813009103970796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=1891813009103970796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1891813009103970796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1891813009103970796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-thought-this-was-timely-post-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2128063454139950893</id><published>2008-10-14T12:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:11:11.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been trying to find a few minutes for the past couple days to sit down and blog, but it just hasn't happened.Friday morning was a happy one because we were able to pick up the van, although it wasn't very nice to pay the nearly $500 for the repairs. It turned out there were a bunch of little things - tune up type repairs - that needed to be done in order to get the van running well again. We</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2128063454139950893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2128063454139950893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2128063454139950893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2128063454139950893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-trying-to-find-few-minutes-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8498523079534688548</id><published>2008-10-09T11:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:15:36.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So last night absolutely sucked. Completely. It started when I went to get Cole from tumbling. At first the van wouldn't start, and then it did and there was a weird smell. So I had Cory run to get Cole, which was not fun since Cory had to eat quit and get to work. Since the van is overdue for an oil change, I asked Cory if I should just run out to get the oil changed just in case that was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8498523079534688548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8498523079534688548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8498523079534688548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8498523079534688548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-last-night-absolutely-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-5659839183781450667</id><published>2008-10-08T14:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:18:24.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my gosh, I'm tired. Two late nights in a row having nothing to do with Tylan. It's all about Ella. That girl CAN NOT nap. Ever again.Oh Ella, Ella, Ella. Some days I think it would actually be easier to have two newborns right now rather than my almost three-year-old. I'm sure it's exhausting to deal with it all. At least that's how it feels lately. It's everything from how she's interacting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5659839183781450667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=5659839183781450667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5659839183781450667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5659839183781450667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-my-gosh-im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8873767075434011394</id><published>2008-10-05T13:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:04:07.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Both soccer games went well yesterday. Cole scored three goals! Today is overcast. It rained a tiny bit earlier in the day. The next couple days are supposed to be rainy, and that makes me happy. I'm really ready to just hole up in the house for a few days. I'm not sure why I'm feeling like this, but maybe we've just been out and about too much lately. I'd also really like a day or two without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8873767075434011394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8873767075434011394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8873767075434011394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8873767075434011394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/both-soccer-games-went-well-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-1990692136841392977</id><published>2008-10-03T23:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:17:17.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow morning are the last soccer games of the fall for Accalia and Cole. I need to get myself and Cole to bed. Lately Cole has resisted doing pretty much everything until the very last moment. It makes for a big rush at the end when he decides to put on his pjs, go to the bathroom, etc. It's not just at bedtime either. I'm not sure if this is just a phase or if it's a part of his personality </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1990692136841392977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=1990692136841392977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1990692136841392977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1990692136841392977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/tomorrow-morning-are-last-soccer-games.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-4835129670962243327</id><published>2008-10-01T20:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:11:25.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4835129670962243327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=4835129670962243327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4835129670962243327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4835129670962243327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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/_rdWaPlUm_kI/SOQePybrN5I/AAAAAAAAATk/Uinj4Jd9RsY/s72-c/100_3315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077118.post-7682115986439924682</id><published>2008-10-01T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:49:18.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's yet another day of being fueled by caffeine. I'm starting to feel rather sleep deprived, but my sleep at night really isn't bad at all. I could benefit from going to bed a little earlier and waking up a little later, but that's not necessarily going to happen with four kids who all vary a bit in their sleep routines.I paid bills - most of them - this morning. Yuck.The kids and I went out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7682115986439924682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=7682115986439924682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7682115986439924682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7682115986439924682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-yet-another-day-of-being-fueled-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-3472221824369183680</id><published>2008-09-30T17:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:36:41.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So let's say that your child has stayed home from school (or another activity) or come home from school/activity because of sickness. Now, would you let that child go over to a friend's house to play? I wouldn't, but apparently the neighbor mom doesn't feel the same. A little after 1 p.m. the doorbell rang and it was the older neighbor girl. She was only too happy to announce that she wasn't at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3472221824369183680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=3472221824369183680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3472221824369183680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3472221824369183680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-lets-say-that-your-child-has-stayed.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-6603317104628741202</id><published>2008-09-30T08:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:33:02.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While there are many things we miss by living in a small town (around 13,000) like Yankton, we definitely don't miss large amounts of violent crime. Unfortunately, that happened here Sunday afternoon when a 58 year old man allegedly (he called 911 to report the shooting and confess) shot and killed three people at an apartment complex. One of the victims lived in the same complex as the shooter, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6603317104628741202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6603317104628741202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6603317104628741202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6603317104628741202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/while-there-are-many-things-we-miss-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-2105525092389257424</id><published>2008-09-26T22:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:05:22.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tylan is starting to become more interested (for very short periods of time) in things other than just nursing and sleeping. When she wakes up for one of her alert periods, she'll actively seek me out to coo at and smile at and try to see if anyone else is nearby. She smiles at Cory and the other kids, too. Her fussy periods in the evening are also becoming less frequent. It's not as if they last</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2105525092389257424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2105525092389257424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2105525092389257424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2105525092389257424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/tylan-is-starting-to-become-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-1010449999116296562</id><published>2008-09-25T22:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:10:10.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the early afternoon, I could tell that there were several things going on that would quickly lead me to be a very cranky person. 1) It was a rather warm and humid day, and without the air on I was getting very uncomfortable.2) The living room needed vacuuming and the kitchen and dining room floors needed sweeping because one of the kids had tracked in some sand.3) There was an electronic game </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1010449999116296562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=1010449999116296562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1010449999116296562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1010449999116296562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-early-afternoon-i-could-tell-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-7656666792948766121</id><published>2008-09-24T17:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:09:03.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thought I'd post a quick update while the three older kids are watching a DVD and Tylan is sleeping in the sling.We had a very nice weekend in Mankato and made it back Monday (my 32nd birthday). It was a busy weekend as usual with lots of time spent with the cousins. There are also two girls that live across the street from my parents, and they come over to play when the kids are there. On </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7656666792948766121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=7656666792948766121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7656666792948766121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/7656666792948766121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/thought-id-post-quick-update-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-4688154766755605879</id><published>2008-09-18T08:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:53:06.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We need to pack today for our trip to Mankato, and I'm really not that excited about the task. I'm sure it will go more quickly than I imagine. We're not leaving until later in the afternoon tomorrow, too, so we won't have to rush around in the morning. Look at me, I'm trying to psych myself up!Cole has soccer practice tonight, and Cory will be around for that. So he'll either take Cole by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4688154766755605879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=4688154766755605879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4688154766755605879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4688154766755605879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-need-to-pack-today-for-our-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-1887677113639182304</id><published>2008-09-16T12:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:00:32.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tylan has been in a very conversational mood today. Normally her noises are more of the "I'm hungry, I'm tired, I want my brother or sister to stop kissing my head" grunting variety, but when she's awake and alert and content, she'll just stare at you and almost perfectly mimic a conversational tone of voice and make sounds that are similar to "hi". The other kids love that. Cole is just eager </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1887677113639182304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=1887677113639182304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1887677113639182304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/1887677113639182304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/tylan-has-been-in-very-conversational.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-3734061336465743545</id><published>2008-09-14T22:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:07:55.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While there always seem to be reasons to not be satisfied with life, I'm counting my blessings and holding them close to me. A woman I've worked with in LLL over the past few years lost her husband to a massive heart attack. I'm not sure of her husband's age, but I'm assuming it's the about the same as hers (late 30s, early 40s).Thankfully, our lives have been pretty uneventful over the weekend. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3734061336465743545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=3734061336465743545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3734061336465743545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/3734061336465743545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/while-there-always-seem-to-be-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-6776785664237725534</id><published>2008-09-13T16:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:20:38.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was another busy Saturday morning. Cole had a soccer game at 9 a.m. and Accalia at 10:15 a.m. It had rained for part of the night and I wasn't sure if they would want to play games on the wet fields, but the fields were full when we arrived. I was only able to see Cole's game because I had to leave for La Leche League. Ella (and Tylan, of course) came with me while Cole and Cory cheered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6776785664237725534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6776785664237725534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6776785664237725534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6776785664237725534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-was-another-busy-saturday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-5074080381176482148</id><published>2008-09-10T22:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:08:46.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday turned out to be rather eventful for both Cory and myself. A while before Accalia had soccer practice, the kids and I decided to head to the store to look for dress shoes for Cole and Accalia. About half a mile from the store, Ella started throwing up all over herself and her car seat. Of course I didn't even have wipes in the van (since I'm apparently extremely organized), but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5074080381176482148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=5074080381176482148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5074080381176482148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5074080381176482148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-turned-out-to-be-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8885729368621501367</id><published>2008-09-09T08:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T08:58:55.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More pictures of the kids...Yesterday I woke up feeling so achy, but I don't think I'm getting sick. I think I just slept in a really poor position. I shouldn't complain about our nights at all, though. If I didn't get up to change Tylan's diaper once during the night, I probably wouldn't get up at all. She'll stir when she wants to nurse or shift positions, but at this point I don't have to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8885729368621501367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8885729368621501367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8885729368621501367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8885729368621501367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-pictures-of-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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/_rdWaPlUm_kI/SMZ-bvbJ9EI/AAAAAAAAATE/gpcvajqh2O8/s72-c/100_3203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077118.post-2395634099350737907</id><published>2008-09-06T19:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:41:03.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was the first Saturday morning of soccer games for the fall season. Cole had a 9 a.m. game, and Accalia had a 10:15 a.m. game. It was pretty cool for Cole's game - around 50 degrees - but it was fun watching all of the little ones running around trying to remember the correct goal towards which to kick the ball. It was warmer by Accalia's game - around 60 degrees - and Accalia seemed to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2395634099350737907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=2395634099350737907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2395634099350737907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/2395634099350737907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-was-first-saturday-morning-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-4337543636271454037</id><published>2008-09-04T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:15:22.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is absolutely crazy right now. There's not enough time to get anything done, it seems, which is probably why our house looks like it's ready to host several archeological digs. We're all doing fairly well, though, and continuing to slowly adjust to Tylan's arrival. It feels like a tough adjustment to me. It's not that it's hard adjusting to caring for a newborn again, although it's certainly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4337543636271454037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=4337543636271454037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4337543636271454037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/4337543636271454037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-absolutely-crazy-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8621162160303860969</id><published>2008-08-29T21:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:40:59.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today definitely didn't start off too great, and it ended up taking more than half the day before everyone seemed to be in decent moods. Ella was just miserable for most of the morning, crying about nearly every thing that happened. I battled a near migraine most of the day, too, which definitely didn't enhance any patience I had. We've all survived, though, and are in much better moods.Cory is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8621162160303860969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8621162160303860969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8621162160303860969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8621162160303860969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-definitely-didnt-start-off-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8949932924463449178</id><published>2008-08-28T15:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:26:59.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>August is a very busy month as far as birthdays and anniversaries go among our friends and family, and with Tylan's arrival in the thick of it all I'm afraid I've neglected to send birthday and anniversary wishes to many people. I should manage to do better next year, though. Cory and I celebrated our 11th anniversary last Saturday, and by celebrating I mean it was good that we even remembered it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8949932924463449178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8949932924463449178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8949932924463449178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8949932924463449178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-is-very-busy-month-as-far-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-6419418325189828323</id><published>2008-08-26T08:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T08:59:45.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just writing this down for the baby book.- Tylan's cord stump fell off sometime during the night of the 24th/morning of the 25th. - Had a short baptism ceremony for Tylan on the 25th while my parents were here since we won't get back to Mankato and our church until late September.You know, it's hard enough getting enough sleep all of the time with a newborn, but last night we had the fun of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6419418325189828323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=6419418325189828323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6419418325189828323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/6419418325189828323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-writing-this-down-for-baby-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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-4077118.post-8871866886751723832</id><published>2008-08-24T18:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:43:50.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My parents arrived yesterday around 5 p.m. and left today around 1 p.m. So, it was a short trip, but it was very nice having them here. The older kids loved it because Grandma and Grandpa took them for walks and to the park and did all of those energetic running around things that I am not quite up to doing yet. Unfortunately Cory worked almost the entire time they were here except for a couple </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8871866886751723832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=8871866886751723832&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8871866886751723832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/8871866886751723832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-parents-arrived-yesterday-around-5-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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/_rdWaPlUm_kI/SLHwsxmT8DI/AAAAAAAAASc/GF7Y617fFXc/s72-c/100_3127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077118.post-5001890594853228236</id><published>2008-08-22T23:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:34:39.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So obviously sleep deprivation is making it difficult for me to completely answer simple questions such as name pronounciation. Sorry, Mel. Tylan's name would be said as tie-luhn.Unfortunately Cory had to work tonight, so the kids and I have been on our own since a little before 6 p.m. The older three are all finally asleep, but of course Tylan is waking up a bit after a pretty sleepy day. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5001890594853228236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077118&amp;postID=5001890594853228236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5001890594853228236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077118/posts/default/5001890594853228236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thissideofsomewhere.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-obviously-sleep-deprivation-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18285505676284146296</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></feed>
