<?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-9136044503104540290</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:44:33.311-07:00</updated><category term='car trouble'/><category term='kids'/><category term='bad day'/><category term='grandkids'/><title type='text'>5kidzandlife</title><subtitle type='html'>Life as I call it with my kidz,lookatme 23,goodgirl 21,dramaboy 14,peaceboy 13 and babygirl 3. includes my grandsons toosmart 4,bean 2.5,and k-kid 1.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136044503104540290.post-3636023780917875585</id><published>2008-05-25T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T09:39:28.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i have finally figured out some things... about guyguy.. when I stop looking at all the things he doesnt do and what he isnt and really look at who he is... he is a great person. I have found myself defending him recently and saying he is one of the most decent people i know.. its true... he doesnt smoke or drink , no messing around,doesnt hit or even yell too much. he does not talk behind your back. he is a straight up good guy.  yes he doesnt write me long letters declaring undying devotion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-3636023780917875585?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3636023780917875585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=3636023780917875585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/3636023780917875585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/3636023780917875585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-i-have-finally-figured-out-some.html' title=''/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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-9136044503104540290.post-6077032536035535184</id><published>2008-03-29T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:39:18.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lookatme and her soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5I35pvDWI/AAAAAAAAABM/ifAptveHJEk/s1600-h/newyears+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183160346355895650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5I35pvDWI/AAAAAAAAABM/ifAptveHJEk/s320/newyears+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5I4JpvDXI/AAAAAAAAABU/b5CUX7-l0s0/s1600-h/newyears+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183160350650862962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5I4JpvDXI/AAAAAAAAABU/b5CUX7-l0s0/s320/newyears+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone in the family knows that it is dangerous to make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lookatme&lt;/span&gt; laugh while she is drinking everyone that is but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Babygirl&lt;/span&gt; just home from China. the first week back me,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lookatme&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;comickid&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;peaceboy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;toosmart&lt;/span&gt;,bean and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; K, took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;babygirl&lt;/span&gt; to Denny's too experience a family dinner out. Dinner was going fine when for some reason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lookatme&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;started&lt;/span&gt; laughing while eating her chicken noodle soup. while up until this time drinks were the only things known to come back out of lookatme. But Not anymore ... soup came splurting back out across the table... hit me in the face and arm, but peaceboy got the worse .. direct hit on his glasses sweatshirt.. i was saved partially by the dessert menu. we started laughing with tears running down our face, poor babygirl probably thought we were insane, the waitstaff sure did. shari had to call kelli and just kept laughing and couldnt talk...life is always an adventure with this crew... welcome aboard Babygirl.... this mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-6077032536035535184?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6077032536035535184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=6077032536035535184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/6077032536035535184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/6077032536035535184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2008/03/lookatme-and-her-soup.html' title='lookatme and her soup'/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5I35pvDWI/AAAAAAAAABM/ifAptveHJEk/s72-c/newyears+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136044503104540290.post-7720757079798176085</id><published>2008-03-29T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:39:18.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelli and the dentist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5MoZpvDaI/AAAAAAAAABs/5h4WvzbL5qQ/s1600-h/newyears+275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5MoZpvDaI/AAAAAAAAABs/5h4WvzbL5qQ/s320/newyears+275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183164478114434466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5BDJpvDUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-_Ns-6WarAg/s1600-h/china%2Btrip%2B1044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183151743536401730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5BDJpvDUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-_Ns-6WarAg/s320/china%2Btrip%2B1044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what it is about my grandsons but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i see them they have no pants on... luckily they usually have undies..&lt;br /&gt;I have to write the story of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kelli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;andthe&lt;/span&gt; dentist. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kel&lt;/span&gt; is good girl and her main vice in life is that she hates HATES &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;drs&lt;/span&gt;. does not matter which type eye mouth or any other she um .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;spazes&lt;/span&gt; at them. she has in her life been kicked out of not 1 but 2 dentists offices, she nearly kicked out my windshield going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;psych&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;, she threw up at the eyes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;drs&lt;/span&gt;, passed out at the dentist while getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;xrays&lt;/span&gt;, would get no closer than the lobby at the births of her nephews. so now that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;goodgirl&lt;/span&gt; is a grown up she has faced her fears and finally gone to the dentist, being a bit of a nervous wreck the dentist gave her some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; to take and i was to drive her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; called as I was out the door, short 5 min drive to her house and nothing.. beep beep... no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;, bang bang on the door .. still no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;. I was about to break down the door when she called out. So I go wait in the car... 5... 10.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; later she appears. it looked as if she was floating down the steps. She was smashed, those pills were working their magic. I have never seen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; drunk but this is what it would be like. She said ' i was brushing my teeth,i think i only brushed one side, I forgot to put the cap on the toothpaste' , She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; funny i had to call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;shari&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lookatme&lt;/span&gt;) and have her talk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;. After the dentist we went and picked up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;babygirl&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;zoe&lt;/span&gt;) and went to eat. now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;gg&lt;/span&gt; other vice would be that she destroys her meals before eating, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;dissects&lt;/span&gt;, takes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;apart&lt;/span&gt; ,reconstructs and then eats about half. Well today it took her twice as long to chop up her food smaller than a babys. She was hiccupping alot like a drunken monkey. It was so cute. then babygirl got in on the act and was goofing around and knocked her dish of icecream on her lap , I scooped it up but it flipped out of my hands and landed first on her lap and then on the floor, we tried to clean it up but were laughing so hard it didnt work out too good... life for the most part has been very good...if you dont mind being broker than i ever have been... but things will turn around soon.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-7720757079798176085?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7720757079798176085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=7720757079798176085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/7720757079798176085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/7720757079798176085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2008/03/kelli-and-dentist.html' title='Kelli and the dentist'/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5MoZpvDaI/AAAAAAAAABs/5h4WvzbL5qQ/s72-c/newyears+275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136044503104540290.post-1909402969057531683</id><published>2008-03-28T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:39:18.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>toosmart and his undies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5EqJpvDVI/AAAAAAAAABE/OWed_zUrzik/s1600-h/newyears+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183155712086183250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5EqJpvDVI/AAAAAAAAABE/OWed_zUrzik/s320/newyears+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids say the craziest but yet truthful things... I was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lookatme's&lt;/span&gt; house and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;toosmart&lt;/span&gt; ran out side .. its cold here as it is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt; or August the only warm months in western &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NY&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lookatme&lt;/span&gt; said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;'Toosmart&lt;/span&gt; you cant go out side in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; underwear" so five seconds later he was out the door in nuthin but his birthday suit.... and he even said to us "well you said i couldnt go out side with them on and i listened!" .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-1909402969057531683?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1909402969057531683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=1909402969057531683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/1909402969057531683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/1909402969057531683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-we-have-returned-from-china-with.html' title='toosmart and his undies'/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5EqJpvDVI/AAAAAAAAABE/OWed_zUrzik/s72-c/newyears+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136044503104540290.post-5369893580479460972</id><published>2007-11-09T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:39:18.939-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandkids'/><title type='text'>the grand kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5KTJpvDYI/AAAAAAAAABc/vPEODBNCNAo/s1600-h/newyears+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5KTJpvDYI/AAAAAAAAABc/vPEODBNCNAo/s320/newyears+254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183161914018958722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5KTppvDZI/AAAAAAAAABk/Pub2T-xsEmY/s1600-h/newyears+274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5KTppvDZI/AAAAAAAAABk/Pub2T-xsEmY/s320/newyears+274.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183161922608893330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I sat with the grandsons while their parents did some stuff.. I had the joy of having Kbaby smile and hold up his hands for grandma, and Beanboy was happy to see me when he woke up from his nap. Last to join us was toosmart, looking a little under the weather. We had a lot of fun and I kept thinking about all those first time parents(some even older than me) who are getting their kids this week in China. Being handed a 1 or 2 year old is a lot different than having a newborn. After running to save Kbaby from the stairs, eating the kitty litter,having his pizza stolen by the dog... I was praying that the new parents had adjusted to China time and were not still jet lagged. Those kids make you run. I was young when I had the first 2,then I had the first 2 as pretween when i had the 2nd two and now I have grandsons who will help plan evil plots to rob what remains of my sanity. I was called into the bedroom by toosmart my eyes focused just in time to see him jump from the top of the computer desk to the bed (4 feetish) and do a somersault mid air worthy of a 10 or is it a 6.0 now... Perfect execution ... but my mind was thinking I can not leave this boy alone with babygirl... EVER!! LOL... It was wonderful spending some time with them Peacebot came with me and was a great sport even when the kept calling his uncle dramaboy.... Peace and happiness this mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-5369893580479460972?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5369893580479460972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=5369893580479460972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/5369893580479460972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/5369893580479460972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2007/11/grand-kids.html' title='the grand kids'/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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/_c6QEAaC4kRA/R-5KTJpvDYI/AAAAAAAAABc/vPEODBNCNAo/s72-c/newyears+254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136044503104540290.post-2957026573312086870</id><published>2007-11-06T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:06:07.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the boyz went out for halloween, came back looking like a can of shaving cream...  ahhh i remember my first time too.....good to know kids are just as stupid today as when i was growing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-2957026573312086870?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2957026573312086870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=2957026573312086870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/2957026573312086870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/2957026573312086870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2007/11/boyz-went-out-for-halloween-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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-9136044503104540290.post-4762468140872352633</id><published>2007-11-05T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:55:05.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are so many things that happen in life that you sometimes forget to remember...I just know that everyday I am truely amazed that my kids aremine. I enjoy them so much. They are great kids. I have been trying to spend with the boys knowing that in less than a month Zoe will be with us and things will definately change. They are getting excited about her coming. I am so happy she will be here before Christmas. Life just gets better and better even with all the unknowns and struggles ahead.&lt;br /&gt;        Its dark out earlier now and I said welcome to winter . S girl say yeah now we can sing xmas carols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-4762468140872352633?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4762468140872352633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=4762468140872352633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/4762468140872352633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/4762468140872352633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2007/11/there-are-so-many-things-that-happen-in.html' title=''/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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-9136044503104540290.post-7591526015998431929</id><published>2007-09-15T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T07:05:01.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny oneliners or two</title><content type='html'>the things kids say... when you are listening...&lt;br /&gt;  1 driving in the car one day and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;obviousJ&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was singing a song and comickid said " you know what would make that song sound better.... if you sang it in sign language.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-7591526015998431929?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7591526015998431929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=7591526015998431929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/7591526015998431929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/7591526015998431929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2007/09/funny-oneliners-or-two.html' title='funny oneliners or two'/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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-9136044503104540290.post-5726152891138942026</id><published>2007-09-15T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T06:58:56.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dramaboy to comickid</title><content type='html'>dramaboy is a comedian...all the time-- he had to stay after school on the 2nd day for clowning around in class.The kid is funny,gets it from me!! Last year we had an escaped convict who was on the loose, now this part is not funny but comickid(dramaboy) would say all the time... If you shaved that man's hair he would look like bucky, or that baby looks like bucky... the way he would say it just cracked me up. Me and onlychild(goodgirl) laughed so hard we couldnt eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;comickid invents little isms for himself. for a while he narrated his life..."dramaboy watched as his mom looked at the candy bars,dramaboy does not think a candybar is what his mom needs""Dramaboy ducks as his mom turns and is not happy. dramaboy thinks his mom would be happy if she ate that candy" He is a great kid and i really enjoy hanging out with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-5726152891138942026?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5726152891138942026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=5726152891138942026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/5726152891138942026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/5726152891138942026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2007/09/dramaboy-to-comickid.html' title='dramaboy to comickid'/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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-9136044503104540290.post-8170672426470050788</id><published>2007-09-15T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T06:39:39.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny church stories..</title><content type='html'>Lookatme and i have been going to church... we talked about dramaboy and peaceboy's father and how religious he used to be and how we hoped he would find his way back to God. We talked to him about coming with us to service. So we were sitting in church and the pastor was doing annoucements and he said "wheres r? r where are you r?" R of course is the boyz fathers name. Me and lookatme just thought that was the spookiest thing.&lt;br /&gt;      a few weeks ago dramaboy came with us , as we were driving back home from church  lookatme was driving and i started choking(i have a slight gag issue)and from way in the back,ever concern is Dramaboy.."what is it this time Mom ? ... AIR" well lookatme lost it ,soda all over the place... then she had to call goodgirl and she couldn't stop laughing long enough to... POOR goodgirl, she is always too busy to come along but lookatme keeps her informed.. umm.. maybe thats why she's so busy... anyways as dramaboy says "good times good times!!"&lt;br /&gt;     Last week we dropped off lookatme's 4 yr old toosmart at his classroom. The teacher started talking about birthdays and toosmart stated,while counting each on his fingers."when i turned 4 i 1.didn't have any cake 2. didn't have any balloons and 3. i didn't have any presents" lookatme was mortified and stated quickly... uhmmm we are having a big party for all the boys soon... payback  for all the times her big mouth got me in trouble . Like when she was 4 and told my parents that i couldn't come to the phone because i was in the shower with boyfriend.. that they didnt even know about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-8170672426470050788?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8170672426470050788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=8170672426470050788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/8170672426470050788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/8170672426470050788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2007/09/funny-church-stories.html' title='funny church stories..'/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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-9136044503104540290.post-8493193221889594722</id><published>2007-05-09T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T12:22:02.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><title type='text'>and this is the way it goes</title><content type='html'>took the car to be inspected thurs.... surprise it needed brakes again and had a leak in the power steering line so 315 $$$ later we were legal again. so yesterday me and my son were going up to strong for his weekly methadextrate shot and as i am on 390 i lose all steering we get to monroe muffler by bj's and they tell me that when they fixed the PS they did not put the cv something back right and it tore the fix right off.. so they fix it and we go to the hosp 20 mins later we head around the corner to mt hope diner and all my antifreeze is co ming out the bottom of radiator... so back to the shop... they say this plug called the pettcock (who names these things LOL) blew out so they finally fix it and we leave about 2 miles down the road the temperature gauge goes way over high so i pull into a gast station...didnt even make it to 390 call guy and he amazingly comes up and says some magic words... think it had an airlock... so finally make it home around 8:30 we left at 1:00 for a quick trip.... oh and i am still waiting on my I171h form that cis told me i would have by weds.... then i will be dtc...desmond continues to struggle with his health.He now is on amoxicillian and has raised welts on his legs his remicade is on the 11th of may.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136044503104540290-8493193221889594722?l=5kidzandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8493193221889594722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9136044503104540290&amp;postID=8493193221889594722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/8493193221889594722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136044503104540290/posts/default/8493193221889594722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5kidzandlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-this-is-way-it-goes.html' title='and this is the way it goes'/><author><name>5kidzmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05091464005861331056</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>
