<?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-423297142450133396</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:22:04.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Wells World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3413325852902234152</id><published>2010-03-07T16:54:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T09:34:15.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the park (finally)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since Cooper started walking when it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;supercold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; outside and Nashville just decided to warm up a tad, yesterday was our first trip to a park. His class has been going to the playground all week and his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;teacher&lt;/span&gt; said he loved every minute of it, so we had high hopes for this excursion. Our hopes were fulfilled. Cooper had a blast swinging, sliding, running and playing ball. The playground is close to our house and has rubber surfaces everywhere (including cut-up tires that look like mulch). We officially love this park. We even saw our vet there with her family and got to talk about our other babies Fish and Chips who were home sleeping I'm sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a feeling I will be spending a lot of time here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QwURddqqI/AAAAAAAAARI/Vnz7-2dNero/s1600-h/DSCN0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446030974240271010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QwURddqqI/AAAAAAAAARI/Vnz7-2dNero/s320/DSCN0242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooper LOVES to swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QvsVIIBkI/AAAAAAAAARA/O3NHhzgzzuU/s1600-h/DSCN0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446030288029746754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QvsVIIBkI/AAAAAAAAARA/O3NHhzgzzuU/s320/DSCN0258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446030068609461746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QvfjuQLfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Ybl808Ttfmc/s320/DSCN0259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cooper with his favorite "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446029767463558274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QvOB3eXII/AAAAAAAAAQw/E4YuqIN7R64/s320/DSCN0266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ready to go home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3413325852902234152?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3413325852902234152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3413325852902234152' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3413325852902234152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3413325852902234152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-at-park-finally.html' title='A Day at the park (finally)'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QwURddqqI/AAAAAAAAARI/Vnz7-2dNero/s72-c/DSCN0242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-1678211322351898716</id><published>2010-03-07T16:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T16:53:47.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>14 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QuOBYOjfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ePDKtGJA03c/s1600-h/DSCN0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446028667820871154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QuOBYOjfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ePDKtGJA03c/s320/DSCN0231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QuIOz-DYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/DmXyftTypBE/s1600-h/DSCN0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446028568347676034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QuIOz-DYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/DmXyftTypBE/s320/DSCN0232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On February 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Cooper turned 14 months old. A year ago I had just gone back to work and felt like a terrible person for abandoning my child every morning. Now we both love our routine of getting up and going to work/school and then getting to play and hang out on the weekends and evenings. Ultimately I wish I could stay home, but at the same time I see all the great things Cooper learns from 7 to 5 pm and doubt I could do all of that myself. Suffice to say, life is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 14 months Cooper:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Is a big, tall boy. We will get official weigh in at 15 mo. appointment on 3/12/10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Walks, runs, climbs, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Eats a three BIG meals a day and two snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Naps up to 3 hours during the day. His teacher says he's the first to sleep and the last to wake up. Kids can be running all around him and he stays sound asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Usually sleeps from 7 pm to 6:30 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Loves his guitar.- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Has&lt;/span&gt; a fifteen word vocabulary including mom, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dadeee&lt;/span&gt;, ball (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;), dog, nose, and thank you (tattoo).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Still has a head of curly, wild hair, which his mother refuses to cut &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eventhough&lt;/span&gt; there is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rat tail&lt;/span&gt;/mullet thing going on in the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Loves having Mommy read him a book and loves to flip pages on her before she can finish. Favorite book: My Fuzzy Valentine (Elmo).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is really, really good. **The previous comment was brought to you by 8 solid hours of sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-1678211322351898716?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1678211322351898716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=1678211322351898716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1678211322351898716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1678211322351898716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/14-months-old.html' title='14 months old'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S5QuOBYOjfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ePDKtGJA03c/s72-c/DSCN0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-1136467263170193958</id><published>2010-02-03T10:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:11:21.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Snow... or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2mfuJl8jEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/3JEkvzXzVcQ/s1600-h/ready+for+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434050040597089346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2mfuJl8jEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/3JEkvzXzVcQ/s320/ready+for+snow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are all bundled up and ready for our first time playing in the snow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This is going to be great!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2mfp56NvQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/iZ1uFcDK-XE/s1600-h/dont+like+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434049967667657986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2mfp56NvQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/iZ1uFcDK-XE/s320/dont+like+snow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks a little cold... will he learn to like it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2mfmH_FBgI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZP94Vrxe0Hc/s1600-h/will+not+sled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434049902726678018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2mfmH_FBgI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZP94Vrxe0Hc/s320/will+not+sled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Answer: NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year. &lt;br /&gt;Or 5 years from now when we get this much snow again in Nashville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-1136467263170193958?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1136467263170193958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=1136467263170193958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1136467263170193958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1136467263170193958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/fun-in-snow-or-not.html' title='Fun in the Snow... or not'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2mfuJl8jEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/3JEkvzXzVcQ/s72-c/ready+for+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3204144377967802598</id><published>2010-02-03T10:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:06:52.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper is 13 months old! (belated post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2meWAxjyII/AAAAAAAAAQA/7cspyt6bd8o/s1600-h/Cooper+13+mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434048526401390722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2meWAxjyII/AAAAAAAAAQA/7cspyt6bd8o/s320/Cooper+13+mo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooper's 13 mo picture (01.07.10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last 30 days since Coopers birthday I have watched my child go from baby to true toddler.  He walks, he talks, he understands what I'm saying, he follows direction, he knows where things belong in our house.  The whole thing blows my mind.  I feel like tomorrow I will wake up and he will be applying for grad school or packing a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;briefcase&lt;/span&gt; to go off to work.  It's all too much for a Mom to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2meNLvhM2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/65-5A2uNQi0/s1600-h/Cooper+13+mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3204144377967802598?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3204144377967802598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3204144377967802598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3204144377967802598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3204144377967802598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/cooper-is-13-months-old-belated-post.html' title='Cooper is 13 months old! (belated post)'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2meWAxjyII/AAAAAAAAAQA/7cspyt6bd8o/s72-c/Cooper+13+mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-5604484346318703688</id><published>2010-01-29T14:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:01:14.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First Birthday Cooper Andrew Wells</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2NBTFbOUeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/CTVGzeaAJyE/s1600-h/cooper+1+bday+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432257371668632034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2NBTFbOUeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/CTVGzeaAJyE/s320/cooper+1+bday+party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Cooper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago you came into our world in a wild and unplanned fashion and our life has been wild and unplanned ever since. On the way home from the hospital your Dad looked at me and said "I'm so happy" and you have continued to make us "so happy" every day since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have gone through so many stages since being born. Some of them, like the 4 teeth at once and 6 ear infections in a row, were not fun. But countless others were a blast. And now that you are walking, talking and developing so much everyday I know there are lots of stages to come in your next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always knew I would love you, but I never knew that the love would overtake me. If you weren't in the world, I would surely be unable to breathe, that's how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1 year, Cooper:&lt;br /&gt;- weighs around 27 pounds&lt;br /&gt;- wears 2T clothes and probably needs 3T in some things for the added length&lt;br /&gt;- wears size 6 double X shoes&lt;br /&gt;- has been walking for 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;- sleeps from 7 PM to around 6:30 AM - some nights he's quiet and some nights he wants to play at 3 AM&lt;br /&gt;- has completely given up his afternoon nap when at school&lt;br /&gt;- has moved seamlessly through all 3 nurseries at school and is loved by all his teachers&lt;br /&gt;- loves to sit on the couch with us, but also likes to attempt to fly off&lt;br /&gt;- does this strange dance where he stomps with one foot&lt;br /&gt;- still hasn't learned not to eat dog food&lt;br /&gt;- is stalled at 6 teeth (2 lower and 4 upper)&lt;br /&gt;- likes to carry shoes around&lt;br /&gt;- is more fun and more adorable than I ever imagined possible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-5604484346318703688?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5604484346318703688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=5604484346318703688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5604484346318703688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5604484346318703688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-first-birthday-cooper-andrew.html' title='Happy First Birthday Cooper Andrew Wells'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S2NBTFbOUeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/CTVGzeaAJyE/s72-c/cooper+1+bday+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8931814275252545838</id><published>2010-01-22T11:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:19:32.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1.22.10</title><content type='html'>Good news - Cooper's 6 week post op &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ENT&lt;/span&gt; appointment went very well.  Hearing test was normal and Dr. Wooten said everything looked good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news - Cooper has had two night terrors in the last three nights.  He is totally off schedule sleep-wise and is basically exhausted all the time.  He went to bed at 6 pm and then woke up at 9 pm with a terror.  He was up and down for the rest of the night.  I have a follow-up call into his doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other notes of interest - I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with American Idol (again).  I really love the song Say it Ain't So by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Weezer&lt;/span&gt;.  I have mastered Red Beans &amp;amp; Rice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8931814275252545838?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8931814275252545838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8931814275252545838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8931814275252545838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8931814275252545838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/12210.html' title='1.22.10'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-1718008947703664359</id><published>2010-01-20T12:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:00:18.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>01.20.10</title><content type='html'>Cooper had a night terror last night. I woke up to his hysterical cries and when I went in to comfort him he was asleep. Eyes closed, body was rigid, wouldn't "wake up", fighting against me. Then about 5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; later he woke up, opened his eyes, hopped off my lap and starting playing with a toy and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking to our pediatrician, other mothers, and consulting online baby resources I've learned that by picking him up and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;talking&lt;/span&gt; to him I may have worsened or prolonged the event. Should it happen again I will just go in his room and (painfully) watch it happen to make sure he doesn't hurt himself and be there when he wakes up. I've also learned that this is caused by sleep &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;deprivation&lt;/span&gt;. Cooper has been waking up a lot at night because he has a cold so it all kind of makes sense now. Fingers crossed for peaceful sleep at our house tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-1718008947703664359?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1718008947703664359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=1718008947703664359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1718008947703664359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1718008947703664359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/012010.html' title='01.20.10'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-5593974456823682471</id><published>2010-01-18T10:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:22:29.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1.18.09</title><content type='html'>I'm jealous of my husband right now who has the day off (good fortune of being in the VA this month) and is out and about running to Target, Costco, Home Depot, etc.  So, I blog.  I will blog about our fantastic weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went to my Dad's for a yummy lunch and some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bowron&lt;/span&gt; hang-out time.  Cooper entertained as always and watched his cousins with awe.  Then Saturday night Miss Lynne came over to play with Cooper so Christopher and I could go to a show at Bluebird Cafe with a group from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt;.  It was a great show and reminded me how much I love these couples that make up our group!  Sunday was a low-key day at home full of laundry, football, and newspaper reading and ended with dinner at my Mom's.  This provided another chance for Cooper to entertain and be in awe of his older cousins.  Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-5593974456823682471?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5593974456823682471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=5593974456823682471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5593974456823682471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5593974456823682471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/11809.html' title='1.18.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8318341045399440573</id><published>2010-01-11T13:16:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:48:04.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper's Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ubCsICnhI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qCapQPC-PfQ/s1600-h/look+at+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425600646604824082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ubCsICnhI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qCapQPC-PfQ/s320/look+at+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ua-CaCjFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_YFN8wpAPPA/s1600-h/aunt+dana+and+uncle+tad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425600566686551122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ua-CaCjFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_YFN8wpAPPA/s320/aunt+dana+and+uncle+tad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ua71CvhEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Wekowh6R60Q/s1600-h/aunt+and+uncle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425600528739435586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ua71CvhEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Wekowh6R60Q/s320/aunt+and+uncle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ua5n5wU0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/AXxrsUgGGy8/s1600-h/aunt+jane+and+uncle+zan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425600490852340546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ua5n5wU0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/AXxrsUgGGy8/s320/aunt+jane+and+uncle+zan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ua3Kw7EnI/AAAAAAAAAPI/MMXh4iBVv1M/s1600-h/cooper+and+miss+lynne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425600448670929522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ua3Kw7EnI/AAAAAAAAAPI/MMXh4iBVv1M/s320/cooper+and+miss+lynne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0uazw8ilvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/5lhugNwT7sQ/s1600-h/cake+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425573023272087538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0uB6zMTL_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/sCI05bCCwBE/s320/favors.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0uByy6RTGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tdSa9Vhte5g/s1600-h/cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425572885757512802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0uByy6RTGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tdSa9Vhte5g/s320/cupcakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0uBrjgidaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7UYpHw8TPzs/s1600-h/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425572761363969442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0uBrjgidaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7UYpHw8TPzs/s320/cousins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0uBmedlaVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pMfrqv9utxM/s1600-h/gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425572674110056786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0uBmedlaVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pMfrqv9utxM/s320/gifts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0t72WM86eI/AAAAAAAAANw/5ESUCoYLB6c/s1600-h/i+cand+drive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425566349700950498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0t72WM86eI/AAAAAAAAANw/5ESUCoYLB6c/s320/i+cand+drive.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0t7xFdJycI/AAAAAAAAANo/SGIT1vBu7_k/s1600-h/perfect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425566259306154434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0t7xFdJycI/AAAAAAAAANo/SGIT1vBu7_k/s320/perfect.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Saturday, December 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (which feels like a year ago as I type) we had Cooper's First Birthday party at our house. The guests included family, friends, his playmate Libby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tunks&lt;/span&gt;, and his teacher/babysitter Miss Lynne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had chili (traditional and chicken), Stuttgart cheese, chili toppings, cornbread muffins and chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone ate and drank and watched Cooper take tentative steps amongst the party goers. We sang to him which was apparently terrifying and Miss Lynne fed him some cupcake since he all but refused to eat his cake. After a quick wardrobe change he happily opened the LOADS of gifts that he received and loved the gift wrap just as much as the contents of each package.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the day was done we were tired, full of good food and unforgettable memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8318341045399440573?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8318341045399440573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8318341045399440573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8318341045399440573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8318341045399440573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/cooper.html' title='Cooper&apos;s Birthday Party!'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/S0ubCsICnhI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qCapQPC-PfQ/s72-c/look+at+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3368495988335686849</id><published>2010-01-05T21:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:35:59.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>01.05.10</title><content type='html'>My first post of the new year is about Cooper's first tantrum.  After he attempted to plug in the lamp that he had just unplugged I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;smacked&lt;/span&gt; the back of his hand and said "No. No."  I've only had to do this 3 times in his life.  Once with the dog's food that he wanted to try and choke on and once with the Christmas tree.  In those instances he cried and acted pitiful, but then moved onto something else and all was forgiven.  Tonight he wailed and screamed and kicked his legs and when all the drama was over and he pulled himself back from the brink of certain death... he went right for the plug again, looked back and laughed at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a busy year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3368495988335686849?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3368495988335686849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3368495988335686849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3368495988335686849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3368495988335686849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/010510.html' title='01.05.10'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-5207394251169258484</id><published>2009-12-29T09:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T09:25:49.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12.28.09</title><content type='html'>I know I need to post about the following events: Cooper's birthday party, Cooper turning ONE, and Cooper's 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Christmas. However, this post is all about this child (see below) and what he did last night.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420678457583584674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SzoeVlHhxaI/AAAAAAAAANg/mcBlxx9D2k0/s320/Cooper+12+mo+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Cooper Andrew Wells, fed himself dinner.  I know other children his age have already done this and therefore it's not a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Guinness&lt;/span&gt; World Record, but it's huge news in this house.  He had ham, corn casserole, yams, a banana and milk.  We mastered the finger foods long ago, but eating his veggies out of a bowl, with a spoon and NOT making a mess is a new thing.  Interesting tidbit... he switched hands &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; he took a bite.  Wonder what that means?  Probably that he likes using both hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-5207394251169258484?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5207394251169258484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=5207394251169258484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5207394251169258484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5207394251169258484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/122809.html' title='12.28.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SzoeVlHhxaI/AAAAAAAAANg/mcBlxx9D2k0/s72-c/Cooper+12+mo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-345001537307691489</id><published>2009-12-17T20:31:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:04:27.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eventhough I'm WAY behind the following post will be about our week-long vacation in Great Mills, Maryland where Christopher's parents live. This week was important for many reasons, so it must be discussed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first "real" car trip with a child went amazingly well. Yes, we had to drive 12 hours through the night for it to go well, but well it went. We had an early dinner on Sunday before Thanksgiving and with Cooper decked out in cozy pjs headed out of Nashville. We made 3 stops along the way and woke Cooper up for all three to give him a break from the carseat and to change him and give him a bottle at the half-way mark. With tired eyes, an about-to-wake baby, and a stuffed SUV we pulled into their driveway exactly 12 hours after we left Nashville. Best. time. ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The week was fun of fun and firsts. First time to Grandma and Grandpa's house, first time to meet his cousins (Lelany, Nicky, Samantha and Emily), first STEPS, first 1st birthday party, etc. It was all very fun. Cooper really blossomed on that trip. I don't know if it was from being surrounded by people who were smitten with him or getting loved on so much or all the new things Grandma had waiting for him, but he really thrived there. I went with a baby and came home with a toddler!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416403867743317954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SyruntDkb8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/4pR05crzfDA/s320/100_4437.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cooper's first 1st Birthday party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was definitely freaked out by all the people standing around singing, but once people slowly lost interest in his stunned state he started to dig into his cake. It took forever to clean him, his outfit, his highchair and the dropcloth we had beneath him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416403386545142546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SyruLsc--xI/AAAAAAAAANI/BJQGpTU1NzY/s320/100_4398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is pretty much what we did all week... took turns driving Cooper around the house.  He absolutely loves that car.  Since we've been home he's mastered how to get in and out on his own, walk it around by himself and even stand on the seat and give Mom a heart attack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416402803614907330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Syrtpw3le8I/AAAAAAAAANA/4CyxOMRdE8M/s320/100_4357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stairs... the final frontier.   I was worried once we got home he'd be all over our stairs, but he rarely goes up there.  Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416402032780680994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Syrs85SYnyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ojg1E2nvTgo/s320/100_4199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My very own crib at Grandma's! Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416401323609039938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SyrsTnasJEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Do6IlbGEE_k/s320/100_4347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't care how tired I am Mom, I need to drive my new car! Grandma got it for me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was an awesome week.  Just to be together with all of Christopher's immediate family at once was a blessing.  It's the first time we've all been together since our wedding and it was so much fun.  Now that Christopher's brother Craig and his family have relocated to the DC area from San Diego we will be sure to see each other as much as schedules allow.  Eventhough Cooper had hung out with his grandparents and Aunt Rebecca before, he was thrilled to have 24/7 access to them.  He would crawl up to them, put his arms up and laugh/squeal which of course got him hugs and kisses.  Who could resist such a cute boy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We were sad to head home, but are making plans to be with everyone again very, very soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-345001537307691489?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/345001537307691489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=345001537307691489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/345001537307691489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/345001537307691489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SyruntDkb8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/4pR05crzfDA/s72-c/100_4437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8458858432454685942</id><published>2009-11-19T11:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:30:48.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>11.18.09</title><content type='html'>My child is so over baby food or anything that you feed him with a spoon.  Now that he's fully mastered finger foods that's all he wants.  If you come at him with a spoon he does one of two things: spits up the food that you had to scrape against his top teeth to even get into his mouth or waves his arms as you come in with the spoon thereby knocking the food (and sometimes the spoon) onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's dinner consisted of: peaches, cheerios, Gerber cheddar puffs, potato and a few bites of shredded chicken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8458858432454685942?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8458858432454685942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8458858432454685942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8458858432454685942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8458858432454685942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/111809.html' title='11.18.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6343185195899005704</id><published>2009-11-16T09:08:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:44:26.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>11.17.09</title><content type='html'>For the third year in a row, Dana has come over and been willing to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shoot&lt;/span&gt; our Christmas card picture. We thought it was hard with two crazy bulldogs, we didn't anticipate how MUCH harder it would be to throw a baby into the mix. Here are some cute shots that didn't make the card this year, but are still fun to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFy1JtO8LI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Bo-eJR_7FKA/s1600/_DSC0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404727285285580978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFy1JtO8LI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Bo-eJR_7FKA/s320/_DSC0529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fish playing hide and go seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFyu37hCRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/APFdxYqSh4w/s1600/_DSC0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404727177434433810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFyu37hCRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/APFdxYqSh4w/s320/_DSC0528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFyoqrhNaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZcfvfET2ctk/s1600/_DSC0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404727070798460322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFyoqrhNaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZcfvfET2ctk/s320/_DSC0526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper looks mad, the dogs, overheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFyiIjjz0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/jT3LPIkj2ro/s1600/_DSC0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404726958559055682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFyiIjjz0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/jT3LPIkj2ro/s320/_DSC0519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chips wanting some more Cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFybpML21I/AAAAAAAAAL4/4Qxh-Kqldhk/s1600/_DSC0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404726847060302674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFybpML21I/AAAAAAAAAL4/4Qxh-Kqldhk/s320/_DSC0516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bulldog bookends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFyUQD2N_I/AAAAAAAAALw/pRM2fPn1hAw/s1600/_DSC0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404726720055359474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFyUQD2N_I/AAAAAAAAALw/pRM2fPn1hAw/s320/_DSC0511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little man with his space ship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to next year. Thanks again D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6343185195899005704?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6343185195899005704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6343185195899005704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6343185195899005704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6343185195899005704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/111709.html' title='11.17.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SwFy1JtO8LI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Bo-eJR_7FKA/s72-c/_DSC0529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6070252608037091675</id><published>2009-11-14T08:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:47:01.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>11.16.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too cute to resist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv7BYrQBCKI/AAAAAAAAALo/72vWaWkqSbg/s1600-h/100_4182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403969232562096290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv7BYrQBCKI/AAAAAAAAALo/72vWaWkqSbg/s320/100_4182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv7BSA14rRI/AAAAAAAAALg/d6sDbJZ0tag/s1600-h/100_4188.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6070252608037091675?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6070252608037091675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6070252608037091675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6070252608037091675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6070252608037091675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/111609.html' title='11.16.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv7BYrQBCKI/AAAAAAAAALo/72vWaWkqSbg/s72-c/100_4182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4809118100306228842</id><published>2009-11-14T08:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:07:01.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>11.15.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blueberry Muffin Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv7A1eDzLRI/AAAAAAAAALY/EIyZrTz7EII/s1600-h/100_4193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403968627725774098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv7A1eDzLRI/AAAAAAAAALY/EIyZrTz7EII/s320/100_4193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blueberry Muffin After&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv7AuV4m5vI/AAAAAAAAALQ/kDf7KjtxTCs/s1600-h/100_4197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403968505272264434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv7AuV4m5vI/AAAAAAAAALQ/kDf7KjtxTCs/s320/100_4197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4809118100306228842?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4809118100306228842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4809118100306228842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4809118100306228842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4809118100306228842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/111509.html' title='11.15.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv7A1eDzLRI/AAAAAAAAALY/EIyZrTz7EII/s72-c/100_4193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8475283806810619068</id><published>2009-11-14T08:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:34:54.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv69eofAq8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Tsnae5pwSJ0/s1600-h/100_4169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403964936852384706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv69eofAq8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Tsnae5pwSJ0/s320/100_4169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooper meet Mr. Elephant, Mr. Elephant, Cooper.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooper is rounding the bend and will be one year old before we know it!  This month has brought about changes like every other and has been super fun.  Cooper is holding steady at 25 lb 6 oz which is what he has weighed for about a month now.  He has gone up to size 5 diapers and is primarily wearing size 24 mo. clothes.  He still spends the morning in Nursery #2 at school, but sometimes ventures to Nursery #3 for the afternoon because he is so active and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oftentimes&lt;/span&gt; skips the afternoon nap.  Cooper sleeps from 7:30 pm to 5:30 am.  He eats more and more "adult food" and is getting pretty tired of jarred baby food.  Now that he has "mastered" feeding himself he wants to do it all the time.  Cooper is also on his last can of formula.  Before you know it he will be a milk drinking fool and we can't wait!  I can get 15 gallons of milk for what 1 can of formula costs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next 30 days: Thanksgiving and 1st Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8475283806810619068?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8475283806810619068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8475283806810619068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8475283806810619068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8475283806810619068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/11-months-old.html' title='11 Months Old'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv69eofAq8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Tsnae5pwSJ0/s72-c/100_4169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-5109100424668554647</id><published>2009-11-13T09:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:00:42.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Official Halloween Potrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv2CKWJQmfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-dDjTWJD4sE/s1600-h/Halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403618242169182706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv2CKWJQmfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-dDjTWJD4sE/s320/Halloween.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that the cutest lion you've ever seen or what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been bad about posting lately, but this weekend I PROMISE to post Cooper's 11 months old pic/post and some funny before and after pictures of Cooper and his blueberry muffin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-5109100424668554647?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5109100424668554647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=5109100424668554647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5109100424668554647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5109100424668554647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/official-halloween-potrait.html' title='The Official Halloween Potrait'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sv2CKWJQmfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-dDjTWJD4sE/s72-c/Halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4044813050393458103</id><published>2009-11-05T07:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:58:30.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>11.05.09</title><content type='html'>Cooper loves riding in the car.  However, he also loves seeing how fast he can get out of his car seat.  When we arrive at our destination I unbuckle the bottom buckle and then reach up to unhook the strap that goes across his chest.  He gets ready and then once unhooked pulls his arms out and holds them way up in the air as if he's saying "Let's go Mom, pick me up, pick me up."  It's very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news the house across the street from us finally sold last week after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; on the market for almost 2 years and after being reduced over $30,000.  There go the comps for my neighborhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4044813050393458103?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4044813050393458103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4044813050393458103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4044813050393458103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4044813050393458103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/110509.html' title='11.05.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6584117095596069328</id><published>2009-11-04T09:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:59:00.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>11.04.09</title><content type='html'>Things are crazy here.  I feel like I say that a lot.  On Sunday the garage door broke, Chips tore her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ACL&lt;/span&gt; and Cooper had more ear infection drama.  The garage is now fixed, Chips will be having surgery and it looks like Cooper will be too.  Check back in about 8 weeks and all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper did have a great Halloween and was the cutest lion around!  I will post pictures asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I've realized that Cooper loves to sit in his highchair in the kitchen and eat cereal while I make dinner for Christopher and myself.  Don't know why I didn't do that before now????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6584117095596069328?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6584117095596069328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6584117095596069328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6584117095596069328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6584117095596069328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/110409.html' title='11.04.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-7126141827274309987</id><published>2009-10-27T08:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:36:08.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Xmas List</title><content type='html'>Now that I'm a parent I usually think about things I want to buy for Cooper instead of things I want for myself. I admit to having an occasional fantasy about a &lt;a href="http://www.louisvuitton.com/us/flash/index.jsp?direct1=home_entry_us"&gt;red patent leather Louis &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vuitton&lt;/span&gt; wallet &lt;/a&gt;or these &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/ugg-broome-black-suede"&gt;boots&lt;/a&gt;, but for the most part I think about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jons&lt;/span&gt;, developmental toys, etc. However, I know my mother will start asking me if there's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; special I want for Xmas any day now and I've come up with a few small things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. new &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Battle-Studies-John-Mayer/dp/B002QEXN2K/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music&amp;amp;qid=1256652714&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;John Mayer &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (out in late November)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. new &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fall-Norah-Jones/dp/B002NWRMVS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music&amp;amp;qid=1256652740&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Norah Jones &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(this is really for CW and me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pioneer-Woman-Cooks-Recipes-Accidental/dp/0061658197/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1256652685&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Pioneer Woman's cookbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. pastry bags, tips, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. pedicure gift certificate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp;jsessionid=1F95C23775FD48AE3C82FF8E73DF0641.bbolsp-app01-08?skuId=9455369&amp;amp;type=product&amp;amp;id=1218107268611"&gt;Nikon Coolpix camera &lt;/a&gt;(this isn't a small thing so if someone could tell my husband I'd be grateful)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-7126141827274309987?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7126141827274309987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=7126141827274309987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7126141827274309987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7126141827274309987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-xmas-list.html' title='My Xmas List'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8858227510140618111</id><published>2009-10-24T14:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:12:07.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10.24.09</title><content type='html'>Cooper joined me today for breakfast with the ladies (Aunt Jane and Aunt Dana) at our fave spot, Le Peep.  He got to eat pancakes, throw things on the floor and get flirted with by lots of people not just our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tablemates&lt;/span&gt;.  He even got kissed on the head by a stranger and decided to meltdown while I was in the restroom.  He enjoyed the adventure and was so tuckered out by all the fun that he slept for 3 hours once we got home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8858227510140618111?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8858227510140618111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8858227510140618111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8858227510140618111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8858227510140618111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/102409.html' title='10.24.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8303003173797853792</id><published>2009-10-23T21:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:22:51.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10.23.09</title><content type='html'>We have four top teeth now.  If he would hold still, I would photograph them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I think we are going to have to start doing nightly baths.  At this age he doesn't need a bath everyday but #1 he loves them and #2 he is worn out by then end of all that excitement.  Makes for an easy bedtime routine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8303003173797853792?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8303003173797853792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8303003173797853792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8303003173797853792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8303003173797853792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/102309.html' title='10.23.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4903957853368854311</id><published>2009-10-22T08:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:09:09.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10.22.09</title><content type='html'>After being out of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;commission&lt;/span&gt; due to an awful stomach bug last week, we are now officially back in the game.  Christopher's on nights in the CCU, so things are exactly normal, but we are functioning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately each day reveals something else I have to put up, hide, move to a higher shelf, etc. to keep it away from Cooper.  Not only is he mobile, he's also tall and has long arms so he can get to a lot of stuff!  I think we might have to be minimalists for the next year or so.  Note to shelf: buy fence to go around Christmas tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4903957853368854311?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4903957853368854311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4903957853368854311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4903957853368854311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4903957853368854311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/102209.html' title='10.22.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-7063854852150648924</id><published>2009-10-10T09:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:08:40.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/StCUFeZUajI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RqDTWD1Y-Lc/s1600-h/100_4142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390971575741999666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/StCUFeZUajI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RqDTWD1Y-Lc/s320/100_4142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Look at that big green bean.  So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper is growing and developing every day.  He really is into finger foods now and calls everything Na Na except for Ma Ma and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt;.  He just met his Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; for the first time and was pretty smitten with her.  And I think she liked him too :)  He is loving his new nursery with all the foam mats he can crawl on, under and over.  He still takes a morning nap but sometimes forgoes the afternoon siesta.  However, if that happens he will fall asleep during dinner.  He is taking about 6 bottles per day and eating about 5 jars of food plus some cereal or other finger foods.  He wears size 4 diapers, 18-24 month clothes and is almost grown out of his size 5 shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-7063854852150648924?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7063854852150648924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=7063854852150648924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7063854852150648924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7063854852150648924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/10-months-old.html' title='10 Months Old'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/StCUFeZUajI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RqDTWD1Y-Lc/s72-c/100_4142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8744806950254290433</id><published>2009-10-09T09:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:43:25.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10.08.09</title><content type='html'>This blog could be titled a couple of different things... "A day in the life" or "Reason #1,804 why I Love Vanderbilt"... but it's easier just to call it 10/08/09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper had his first dose of the flu vaccine at his 9 month well-baby visit on 9/04/09.  We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scheduled&lt;/span&gt; an appointment for his second dose for this past Wednesday.  However last Friday we got a call from our pediatrician's office saying they were out of the vaccine and we'd have to find it elsewhere.  Great.  Option 1 - go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walgreens&lt;/span&gt;.  Not so fast - they don't give flu shots to kids under 2 years old.  Option 2 - go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lentz&lt;/span&gt; Public Health Department.  Not so fast - yuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vandy&lt;/span&gt; might have an alternative.  Guess what?  They do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night Christopher got home at 4:30 pm (what???  really???  when the sun was still up???) and when Cooper and I arrived at 5 pm we headed down to the Franklin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vandy&lt;/span&gt; Walk-In clinic.  We beat the traffic and arrived at 5:30 pm.  Fifteen minutes later I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;registering&lt;/span&gt; which involved signing an electronic keypad twice because Cooper was already in the system (having been born at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VUMC&lt;/span&gt;).  Great so far.  Then a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;murse&lt;/span&gt; named Richard came into the lobby and walked us outside where he administered the shot right there to my baby who I was holding naturally and didn't even know what hit him.  No tears.  No wailing.  No copay.  I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vandy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we knew it we were off to the quaint and always lovely downtown &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Franklin&lt;/span&gt; for dinner at Mellow Mushroom.  MM is one of Christopher's favorites, but I've never really liked it.  However, last night I found the one thing I love and will order every time.  Buffalo Chicken Pizza.  Yum.  Triple Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a scenic drive home with a sleeping baby in the backseat I thought this would end up being a perfect evening.  It was only 8 pm, we had accomplished our mission, had a yummy dinner and Cooper was asleep.  I would put him in his crib, get the house ready for the housekeeper and get to bed before 10pm.  Cooper had other plans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being in the house for all of 30 seconds Cooper drenches me in vomit.  The look on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CW's&lt;/span&gt; face was a combo of "Holy ****" and "I'm so glad it wasn't me."  He held the perfectly clean baby while I stripped down on the spot since I was close to the washing machine and then take Cooper upstairs to hopefully go back to bed.  Again, he had other plans.  We all got to bed before midnight which isn't too bad, but not the fantasy scenario I had earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news... Cooper fell asleep mumbling Ma Ma. Ma Ma. Ma Ma. Ma Ma.  I forgave him for the puke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8744806950254290433?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8744806950254290433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8744806950254290433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8744806950254290433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8744806950254290433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/100809.html' title='10.08.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6189699428861606893</id><published>2009-10-08T10:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:44:17.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10.07.09</title><content type='html'>Cooper turned 10 months old today.  A picture and an update will be posted later, but for now two little tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidbit #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper has THREE upper teeth coming in.  At the same time.  No wonder he's been so pleasant lately :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidbit #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this child is a lot like me.  He may look like Christopher spit him out, but he has my personality.  Yesterday was another shining example. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to take part in this fleeting fall season I scooped up Cooper, grabbed a blanket and we headed into the backyard to play with grass or leaves or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; that would take his mind off of the teeth that were making him fussy.  He happily sat on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blanket&lt;/span&gt;, stood up against me or let me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cradle&lt;/span&gt; him, but he was not interested in the world beyond the blanket.  He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;briefly&lt;/span&gt; played with a big, crispy leaf I got for him, but he didn't really care.  At one point he crawled to the edge of our blanket and slowly reached out for the grass.  As soon as his fingers touched the prickly ends of the blades of grass he was done.  After about 15 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; we were back inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6189699428861606893?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6189699428861606893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6189699428861606893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6189699428861606893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6189699428861606893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/100709.html' title='10.07.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6368952293708348116</id><published>2009-10-04T22:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:52:23.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10.04.09</title><content type='html'>Having a blast with B&amp;amp;B (Becca &amp;amp; Brian).  Big happenings of the weekend... Cooper picked a french fry up off of Rebecca's plate at lunch yesterday and proceeded to eat it.  Such a copy cat.  He ate jello today too, well cranberry congealed salad.  In messier news he is also having his first bout of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;diarrhea&lt;/span&gt;.  Lots of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt; outfits in the wash this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6368952293708348116?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6368952293708348116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6368952293708348116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6368952293708348116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6368952293708348116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/100409.html' title='10.04.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8799878432194099803</id><published>2009-10-01T14:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:16:49.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9.30.09</title><content type='html'>Cooper's favorite new game - crawl up to any piece of furniture in the family room.  Lay on his belly and peer under said furniture.  Reach under couch, table, chair and pull out a toy.  Oftentimes it's a dog toy, but he doesn't seem to mind.  And the dogs really appreciate his help :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8799878432194099803?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8799878432194099803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8799878432194099803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8799878432194099803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8799878432194099803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/93009.html' title='9.30.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6273559001790840071</id><published>2009-09-29T08:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T08:13:36.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9.28.09</title><content type='html'>Today on my way home I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt; fall is here.  It happens every year... there will be one day in September that I notice the leaves falling and the air cool enough for sweaters &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eventhough&lt;/span&gt; the sun is out and shining.  It makes me want to make chili and order apple cider from Starbucks.  It also reminds me of the weather 3 years ago this week when I got married.  Love this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper is well.  His new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pastime&lt;/span&gt; is to stand at the windows facing the backyard and "talk" and bang on the glass.  Whatever floats your boat :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6273559001790840071?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6273559001790840071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6273559001790840071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6273559001790840071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6273559001790840071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/92809.html' title='9.28.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-5142453971560176672</id><published>2009-09-27T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:01:31.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>09.27.09</title><content type='html'>I haven't been good about updating so I'm going to do an update WITH videos.  Cooper is crawling like mad and pulling up on anything.  Sometimes he even pulls up one-handed.  He cruises from the couch to the coffee table, but that's about it so far.  Still has two teeth, still walking/running in his walker.  Has had one flu shot dose and goes back for the second dose in two weeks.  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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=5142453971560176672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5142453971560176672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5142453971560176672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/092709.html' title='09.27.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-5221877159698375560</id><published>2009-09-17T15:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:01:05.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This made me cry</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt; at the end of the day, when we can't walk or even stand, when we have no words to speak, much less sing, and when it takes every ounce of every part of us to scrawl out our name at the bottom of a page, we still have something left to give.  We can care.  Caring is what makes the earth spin around on its axis and draws day in from the dark night.  Telling someone that we CARE -- from the depths -- that &lt;em&gt;moves&lt;/em&gt; people.  In fact, it's the only thing that ever will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read the story behind this, click &lt;a href="http://6yearmed.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-5221877159698375560?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5221877159698375560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=5221877159698375560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5221877159698375560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5221877159698375560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-made-me-cry.html' title='This made me cry'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4734045166194483345</id><published>2009-09-16T14:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:00:11.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>09.16.09</title><content type='html'>Cooper is much less "barky" today.  His school pictures will be there this afternoon for me to pick up.  So excited!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4734045166194483345?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4734045166194483345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4734045166194483345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4734045166194483345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4734045166194483345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/091609.html' title='09.16.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-5200423872369075258</id><published>2009-09-15T11:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:09:29.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>09.15.09</title><content type='html'>Cooper has had a cold for several days.  Yesterday when I picked him up from daycare there was a sign confirming a case of H1N1.  Then last night Cooper had a really bad night and was barking like a seal and wheezing by 5 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the doctor's office at 7am when they started taking calls and made an appointment.  Since Christopher was post-call I went into work late and he took him to the doctor at 9:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result... no flu, regular or of the swine variety.  However, he has croup.  Just like his Daddy decades ago.  He got a steroid shot and an antibiotic.  Tonight I have a feeling we will be sitting in a steamy bathroom since it's not chilly outside yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-5200423872369075258?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5200423872369075258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=5200423872369075258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5200423872369075258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5200423872369075258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/091509.html' title='09.15.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-593918985739338728</id><published>2009-09-14T11:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:51:36.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>09.14.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is Christopher's last. call. ever. Of course he'll work two weeks of nights in the ICU TWICE over the coming months, but in terms of call... it is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To celebrate, I'm posting this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; cute picture of Mr. Cooper asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381366518472674754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sq50Vju-jcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/l8H585-Cryw/s320/cooper+sleeping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-593918985739338728?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/593918985739338728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=593918985739338728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/593918985739338728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/593918985739338728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/091409.html' title='09.14.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sq50Vju-jcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/l8H585-Cryw/s72-c/cooper+sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-1656137066369520820</id><published>2009-09-14T11:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:21:48.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>09.13.09</title><content type='html'>Had a nice weekend full of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper had his 9 month pictures taken on Saturday morning.  He cooperated less than 3 months ago and our photographer warned us that it's even worse at the 12 month session.  He said it's a 20% success rate.  Wow.  Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we gathered at my Dad's for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bowron&lt;/span&gt; Family night and had a great time talking about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.durkee.com/homeuse/spices-famous-sauce.php"&gt;Durkee's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Spam and other southern favorites.  Nothing like a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;farmstand&lt;/span&gt; tomato on homemade bread with a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Durkee's&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grayson&lt;/span&gt; entertained us with repeated nose bleeds which reminded me of when Glenn was little.  Cooper also entertained with his crawling and walking in his walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we headed out to Costco for formula, diapers and some adorable Carter's outfits for Cooper.  We also picked up a ton of food and delivered it to the &lt;a href="http://www.hospitalhospitalityhouse.org/"&gt;Hospital &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hospitality&lt;/span&gt; House&lt;/a&gt;.  Every month the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt; provides 2 dinners to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HHH's&lt;/span&gt; 40 residents and Tuesday night is my night.  While I used to actually cook for these fine people I simply can't do it these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After running all over town and doing some stuff around the house we wrapped up the weekend with a perfect evening... pizza, Sunday Night Football, &lt;a href="http://www.fireflyvodka.com/"&gt;Firefly Sweet Tea Vodka &lt;/a&gt; (mix it with lemonade!!!) and hanging out with Nick and Meg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;... ready for the week!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-1656137066369520820?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1656137066369520820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=1656137066369520820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1656137066369520820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1656137066369520820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/091309.html' title='09.13.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3865847943259091206</id><published>2009-09-10T09:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:51:36.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>09.09.09</title><content type='html'>When I got to daycare today Cooper was standing in his crib making a lot of noise.  I've seen him pull up to standing lots of times, but never have I walked in on him like that at daycare.  It was a shock.  Big boy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3865847943259091206?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3865847943259091206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3865847943259091206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3865847943259091206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3865847943259091206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909.html' title='09.09.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6697303731126754072</id><published>2009-09-09T14:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:51:32.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper is 9 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SqgC2Eghe4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/OqwLLKy4Mo0/s1600-h/Cooper+9+mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379552882840402818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SqgC2Eghe4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/OqwLLKy4Mo0/s320/Cooper+9+mo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In three short months we will be having Cooper's first birthday.  Please let the clock slow down.  We are loving every minute with this sweet, handsome little man and by 5 pm everyday I am aching to hold him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 9 months Cooper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- is 30.25 inches long (98&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- weighs 24 pounds, 4 ounces (90&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- has a head circumference in the 80&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- is wearing 18 month - 24 month clothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- has two bottom front teeth coming in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- eats many different foods (stage 3 baby foods, table foods mashed up, etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- is not very fond of finger foods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- loves splashing in the bathtub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- is about to graduate to Nursery II at school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- is crawling (quickly) ALL over the place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- still loves his walker and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;exersaucer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eventhough&lt;/span&gt; he's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt; out of them quickly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- has a new fascination with cords and plugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- is pulling up to standing on anything that will hold still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- walks around saying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maaaaaa&lt;/span&gt; and then gets frustrated when I don't answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- is learning what "no no" means&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6697303731126754072?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6697303731126754072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6697303731126754072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6697303731126754072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6697303731126754072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/cooper-is-9-months-old.html' title='Cooper is 9 Months Old!'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SqgC2Eghe4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/OqwLLKy4Mo0/s72-c/Cooper+9+mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3601583877635789002</id><published>2009-09-02T19:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:56:57.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>09.02.09</title><content type='html'>Cooper has his second tooth!  It's exactly what people said would happen... we waited forever and now they are coming all at once.  He also (easily) crawled over to his walker and pulled up to his knees and then to one foot like it was nothing.  Then he plopped down on his butt and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as he's sound asleep I will take photos of the tooth... sorry, the tEEth and a bonus... the cutest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt; ever seen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3601583877635789002?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3601583877635789002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3601583877635789002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3601583877635789002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3601583877635789002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/090209.html' title='09.02.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3031194075119684249</id><published>2009-08-31T20:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:49:55.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.31.09</title><content type='html'>Cooper is so over "b" and "m" sounds.  Now he's all about the G.  It's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gaaa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gaaa&lt;/span&gt;, gee 24/7.  Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3031194075119684249?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3031194075119684249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3031194075119684249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3031194075119684249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3031194075119684249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/083109.html' title='08.31.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4696826941543073790</id><published>2009-08-28T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:51:04.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.28.09 - The day that will go down in history</title><content type='html'>Cooper likes to do things in a big way.  When he was born one day shy of 38 weeks he had to go big, to the tune of 10 pounds, 5.2 ounces.  Now that big milestones are upon us he decided to go big again and tackle three in one day.  Today my son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  cut his first tooth (thank goodness, I was starting to think he didn't have baby teeth)&lt;br /&gt;2.  pulled up in his crib&lt;br /&gt;3.  crawled across our bedroom floor to get the digital camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really crawled last night downstairs, but because he was on a slippery blanket he couldn't get anywhere.  I thought it was funny, he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and video to follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4696826941543073790?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4696826941543073790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4696826941543073790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4696826941543073790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4696826941543073790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/082809-day-that-will-go-down-in-history.html' title='08.28.09 - The day that will go down in history'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-466812148585305162</id><published>2009-08-25T13:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:03:13.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.26.09</title><content type='html'>Cooper has been moved into a big boy crib at daycare with a mattress that is lowered so he can't escape. Made me a little sad, but he's now beside his BFF Austin, so it's ok. Guess it's time to lower his crib mattress at home too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-466812148585305162?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/466812148585305162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=466812148585305162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/466812148585305162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/466812148585305162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/082609.html' title='08.26.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-1081870764561517319</id><published>2009-08-25T08:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:47:23.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.25.09</title><content type='html'>I thought they were crazy when my baby website suggested letting Cooper play with a whisk or potato masher, but guess what?  They are his favorite things!!!  He loves mashing the floor and using the whisk like a microphone.  Adorable.  Guess it's time to pull out the pots, pans and wooden spoons too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-1081870764561517319?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1081870764561517319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=1081870764561517319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1081870764561517319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1081870764561517319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/082509.html' title='08.25.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-7954407163591345340</id><published>2009-08-24T09:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:26:20.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.24.09</title><content type='html'>Cutest thing ever:  When Christopher came downstairs this morning Cooper smiled really big and then started clapping.  What's better than a round of applause from your son at 6:30 in the morning???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-7954407163591345340?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7954407163591345340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=7954407163591345340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7954407163591345340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7954407163591345340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/082409.html' title='08.24.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-7294460524152745484</id><published>2009-08-24T09:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:24:34.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.23.09</title><content type='html'>Sunday was a lazy day at the Wells house.  After breakfast we played on a blanket in the front yard while Christopher trimmed bushes.  Then Cooper took a two-hour nap which means Mommy took a nap as well.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we joined the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; at Loveless for Christopher's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; birthday dinner and then came back to the house for cake.  We showed off all of Cooper's new clothes and he performed for everyone by clapping and walking around in his walker.  We also attempted to put his Halloween costume on which didn't go so well.  We will have to play dress up several times between now and Halloween so he'll be cool with it by then.  Good to know now, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-7294460524152745484?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7294460524152745484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=7294460524152745484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7294460524152745484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7294460524152745484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/082309.html' title='08.23.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6631460749024333912</id><published>2009-08-24T09:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:20:25.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.22.09</title><content type='html'>After an &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lepeep,com"&gt;awesome breakfast &lt;/a&gt;and pedicure outing with Dana and Jane the birthday girl I came home to hang out with C&amp;amp;C.  After some down time we packed up and headed off for the dreaded &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.oprymills.com"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Opry&lt;/span&gt; Mills outlet mall&lt;/a&gt;.  I can count on one hand how many times I've ventured to this dreaded place and only did so to take advantage of many children's stores in one locations and the many sales said stores were having.  We shopped a lot and walked a lot and walked away with tons of clothes for Mr. Cooper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I learned on this trip:&lt;br /&gt;1. my son now grabs at stuff as he passes in his stroller&lt;br /&gt;2. my son is really long requiring clothes meant for a two year old&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.greatamericancookies.com"&gt;Great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; Cookie Company &lt;/a&gt;isn't as great as it used to be&lt;br /&gt;4. Kids clothes are expensive even when on sale&lt;br /&gt;5. NFL jersey &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;onesies&lt;/span&gt; are really cute&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Opry&lt;/span&gt; Mills won't let strollers in sit-down restaurants... another reason to hate that place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6631460749024333912?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6631460749024333912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6631460749024333912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6631460749024333912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6631460749024333912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/082209.html' title='08.22.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6574766187968961184</id><published>2009-08-19T10:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:16:01.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.18.09</title><content type='html'>Tonight when Cooper and I arrived home I noticed the stove said PF (power failure) and all the clocks were flashing.  Guess what that means?  The slow cooker pot roast that we worked so hard on that morning was not bubbling away as planned.  We had a big pot of uncooked veggies and raw meat.  Gross.  It got thrown away and Daddy picked up dinner on the way home :(  What are the chances that the first time I've used the crock pot in a month we have a rain storm and the power goes out?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6574766187968961184?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6574766187968961184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6574766187968961184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6574766187968961184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6574766187968961184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/081809.html' title='08.18.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-7575860998247257656</id><published>2009-08-18T10:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:46:11.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.17.09</title><content type='html'>Last night as Cooper puttered around the downstairs in his walker Christopher asked me "What happened to our baby?" That's what I want to know. Our little Mr. is eating everything in site (except cottage cheese) and talking and so mobile... and his first birthday party is already in the works. Whew... busy year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the horizon... teeth... I hope. We did meet a family with a one-year-old who said their little girl didn't have baby teeth for the longest time and then all of a sudden got three. Good to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-7575860998247257656?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7575860998247257656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=7575860998247257656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7575860998247257656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7575860998247257656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/081709.html' title='08.17.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6692707754855692358</id><published>2009-08-16T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:36:32.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.16.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SoizAUOmyfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Fl7kgjnCEl8/s1600-h/100_4084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370739373650659826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SoizAUOmyfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Fl7kgjnCEl8/s320/100_4084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's cuter?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The belly or the drooling?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My vote is the belly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a post bath picture.  As you can see Cooper wasn't that into get dressed and wanted to play instead.  So while Christopher and I got ready we let him play.  Because sometimes it doesn't matter if you do things in a certain order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Sunday, started off with Cooper throwing up massive amounts of breakfast.  In the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Exersaucer&lt;/span&gt;.  Thanks.  And only minutes after Daddy headed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VUMC&lt;/span&gt; for his last weekend call.  That Daddy has good timing.  A long day ensued with lots to do, but with the help of my mom it ended well and dishes, laundry, etc. are all done.  Now Cooper is sound asleep in his adorable duck &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;onesie&lt;/span&gt; and the pups and I are ready for bed too.  So glad Daddy can clean out the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Exersaucer&lt;/span&gt; next time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6692707754855692358?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6692707754855692358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6692707754855692358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6692707754855692358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6692707754855692358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/081609.html' title='08.16.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SoizAUOmyfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Fl7kgjnCEl8/s72-c/100_4084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6187772225368938523</id><published>2009-08-16T20:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:27:59.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.15.09</title><content type='html'>My little one became an international food lover today!  He happily ate lentils and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saag&lt;/span&gt; (creamed spinach with homemade cheese) from the Indian Buffet.  Yum!  Yum!  I didn't try Indian food until I was about 19 so he's way ahead of his Mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6187772225368938523?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6187772225368938523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6187772225368938523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6187772225368938523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6187772225368938523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/081509.html' title='08.15.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-7860384824108941143</id><published>2009-08-15T14:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:44:07.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.13.09</title><content type='html'>My perfect, sweet, handsome, wonderful husband had a great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;.  Tonight we went out to eat with Nick &amp;amp; Meg and then headed over to Sweet Cece's for some birthday do-it-yourself frozen yogurt.  I can't believe how many people were there on a weeknight.  It was delicious and even Cooper got in on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;froyo&lt;/span&gt; fun.  Christopher also got some great gifts including money, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;giftcards&lt;/span&gt;, lottery tickets, and a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;monogrammed&lt;/span&gt; silver &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keychain&lt;/span&gt; that he wanted to replace his old fancy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keychain&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh, and a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;magnetic&lt;/span&gt; photo with a picture of Cooper for his locker in the fellows room.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; Birthday Honey!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-7860384824108941143?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7860384824108941143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=7860384824108941143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7860384824108941143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7860384824108941143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/081309.html' title='08.13.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-2852418279293452503</id><published>2009-08-13T08:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T08:26:05.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.12.09</title><content type='html'>I was inspired by the legacy of a young woman today who reminded me that you can face any challenge with grace, dignity and a smile.  My natural leaning when faced with adversity is to complain to friends, go into my walk-in closet and scream, or to cry.  I'm going to work on the grace and dignity part... and the smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my child will now wave to someone who is waving at him.  Love the little copycat!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-2852418279293452503?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2852418279293452503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=2852418279293452503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/2852418279293452503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/2852418279293452503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/081209.html' title='08.12.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3445958990822957509</id><published>2009-08-12T09:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:36:51.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.11.09</title><content type='html'>My child can officially get into a sitting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;position&lt;/span&gt; from any other position you put him in.  Laying on his back, laying on his tummy, on his side, on all fours, etc.  I thought I was recording his new talent last night but I was just sitting there holding a camera that said "ready."  Nice.  Video to follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3445958990822957509?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3445958990822957509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3445958990822957509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3445958990822957509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3445958990822957509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/081109.html' title='08.11.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-7713271416065401119</id><published>2009-08-11T14:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:31:22.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.10.09</title><content type='html'>Face still numb.  Went to doctor.  Bell's palsy brought on by untreated viral infection.  Great.  My face isn't drooping or anything.  Just numb and tingly.  And my half-smile makes Christopher laugh.  God is getting me back for laughing at his crazy sneezes all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper is great.  Fell asleep when we took a drive over to &lt;a href="http://sweetceces.com/index.html"&gt;Sweet Cece's &lt;/a&gt;for some therapeutic frozen yogurt so he wanted to stay up till midnight playing with his Winnie The Pooh activity table.  That's what we get for putting a baby in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;snuggly&lt;/span&gt; car seat after a big meal for a 20 minute drive.  Duh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-7713271416065401119?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7713271416065401119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=7713271416065401119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7713271416065401119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7713271416065401119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/081009.html' title='08.10.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-19562192958781737</id><published>2009-08-11T14:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:25:19.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.09.09</title><content type='html'>Sunday was a mixed bag.  We were excited to hang out with the Osgood clan (and other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;) to celebrate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zan's&lt;/span&gt; birthday (so many August babies), but we had to get through the day first.  Christopher was post-call which means he came home, said hello and fell asleep.  And since I woke up with a numb face and was freaked out it was a bumpy road to 3pm.  We made it (and an appetizer for the party) and had so much fun hanging out with really funny, fun people.  I love get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;togethers&lt;/span&gt; at Jane's parents' house.  So comfortable I feel right at home.  And in the last eight months there's been a added bonus to these get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;togethers&lt;/span&gt;... a built-in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playdate&lt;/span&gt; for Cooper and a chance to get some mommy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;feedback&lt;/span&gt; and advice from Meg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zan&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - If you are wondering about my numb face, read 08.10.09.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-19562192958781737?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/19562192958781737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=19562192958781737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/19562192958781737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/19562192958781737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/080909.html' title='08.09.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4977725600990408423</id><published>2009-08-11T14:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:20:49.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.08.09</title><content type='html'>Today (Saturday) was chocked full o' fun and excitement.  After meeting &amp;amp; greeting people at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mc.vanderbilt.edu/root/vumc.php?site=GME_VHA"&gt;VHA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bounceu.com/"&gt;Bounce U&lt;/a&gt; event Mom, Cooper and I headed to the &lt;a href="http://www.cocobonbons.com/default.aspx?"&gt;Coco &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bonb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;warehouse sale and got Cooper some cute fall clothes for 80% off and tax free!  Then we hit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cpk.com/"&gt;CPK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and back home for a nap (which never materialized) before heading to Dad &amp;amp; Nancy's (aka Old Man &amp;amp; Mimi's) for the monthly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bowron&lt;/span&gt; get together and August birthday celebration minus one of the August babies (Christopher) who was on call.  I'm so glad I'll only have to say that 5 more times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4977725600990408423?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4977725600990408423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4977725600990408423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4977725600990408423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4977725600990408423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/080809.html' title='08.08.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6541524093283480667</id><published>2009-08-08T07:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T08:00:59.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper is 8 Months Old!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367575471073203490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sn11c8prFSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qaRj40ws-C8/s320/100_4055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sn11jP2JO0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/SeRjypTrkoA/s1600-h/100_4059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367575579304999746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sn11jP2JO0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/SeRjypTrkoA/s320/100_4059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yes, he is a big boy.  At 8 months Cooper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-weighs over 22 pounds&lt;br /&gt;- eats veggies, fruits, pureed meats (gag) and still drinks lots of formula&lt;br /&gt;- still has no teeth :(&lt;br /&gt;- has finally kicked the ear infections and is 100% healthy&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; hates the doctor's office and will cry even when a doctor touches him on the head&lt;br /&gt;- loves to just sit on the floor and play with anything in reach&lt;br /&gt;- crawls in reverse&lt;br /&gt;- walks in his walker (backwards only as well)&lt;br /&gt;- still loves his Chips and would like to love Fish if Fish would allow it&lt;br /&gt;- loves baths in the garden tub&lt;br /&gt;- says &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MaMa&lt;/span&gt;, but not directly to me&lt;br /&gt;- has started to get upset when I drop him off at daycare&lt;br /&gt;- definitely has some stranger anxiety&lt;br /&gt;- ate his first frozen yogurt&lt;br /&gt;- absolutely HATES papaya... makes him gag in a very dramatic fashion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sn11YSTG4lI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ypZh-3qp3Hw/s1600-h/100_4058.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6541524093283480667?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6541524093283480667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6541524093283480667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6541524093283480667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6541524093283480667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/cooper-is-8-months-old.html' title='Cooper is 8 Months Old!!!!'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sn11c8prFSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qaRj40ws-C8/s72-c/100_4055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-192133127930646065</id><published>2009-08-07T09:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T10:02:49.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.07.09</title><content type='html'>Today is my Dad's birthday and the day Cooper turns 8 months old!!!!!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!!!!  Medical update and pictures, stats, etc. will be posted asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my heart is heavy knowing that a Vanderbilt family will soon be dealing with the loss of their wife &amp;amp; mother.  I can't imagine the pain or do much to help so I will pray.  If you pray, please do the same. "Joy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cometh&lt;/span&gt; in the morning" scripture tells us.  I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-192133127930646065?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/192133127930646065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=192133127930646065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/192133127930646065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/192133127930646065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/080709.html' title='08.07.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-5543567668773725475</id><published>2009-08-07T09:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:42:12.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.06.09</title><content type='html'>Went to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt; meeting tonight while CW &amp;amp; CW2 had a "Guy's Night In".  We had a yummy dinner and a productive meeting and it was followed by an hour long talk with Tracy.  Even though she hundreds of miles away our long phone calls keep me feeling close to her which I like.  And need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-5543567668773725475?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5543567668773725475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=5543567668773725475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5543567668773725475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5543567668773725475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/080609.html' title='08.06.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6507355510135208019</id><published>2009-08-05T22:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:18:16.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.05.09</title><content type='html'>As we ate dinner Cooper slept upstairs.  At one point he let out a cry and CW went to check on him.  Before he went up I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mentioned&lt;/span&gt; that it sounded like he was flipped over on his belly and wanted to be on his back.  My husband now thinks I have special powers and I realize that I'm officially a mom who knows what her child is upset about just by hearing which cry is coming out of his mouth.  Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6507355510135208019?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6507355510135208019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6507355510135208019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6507355510135208019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6507355510135208019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/080509.html' title='08.05.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4549551726704491211</id><published>2009-08-05T08:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:42:53.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.04.09</title><content type='html'>Made &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2009/07/hot-sweet-drumsticks/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; yummy recipe tonight.  Used sliced green onions instead of fresh garlic (because I didn't have any).  Next time I will use boneless, skinless chicken breasts and serve them over rice.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Delish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also found &lt;a href="http://www.onestepahead.com/catalog/product.jsp?productId=535881&amp;amp;cmSource=Search"&gt;Cooper's first Halloween costume &lt;/a&gt;in &lt;a href="http://onestepahead.com/home.jsp"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; catalog.  How.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Freakin&lt;/span&gt;'.  Cute.  Don't know what size to order.  Based on weight we would need a large, but I'm worried it will be too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4549551726704491211?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4549551726704491211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4549551726704491211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4549551726704491211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4549551726704491211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/080409.html' title='08.04.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8553172340964073600</id><published>2009-08-05T08:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:32:20.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>08.03.09</title><content type='html'>It breaks my heart when Christopher gets home from work well after Cooper's bedtime and immediately asks "Where is he??"  Then I just say "Upstairs."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8553172340964073600?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8553172340964073600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8553172340964073600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8553172340964073600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8553172340964073600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/080309.html' title='08.03.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6132175731631504773</id><published>2009-08-03T09:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:31:08.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>8.02.09</title><content type='html'>Busy weekend.  Cooper and I took Daddy dinner at the hospital on Friday night since he was on call.  When Cooper realized Daddy had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stethoscope&lt;/span&gt; (which he hates now) like his pediatrician he looked at him like he was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;traitor&lt;/span&gt;.  Pretty funny.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt; Welcome &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Luncheon&lt;/span&gt; which was successful despite my nervous, robot-like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recitation&lt;/span&gt; of my speech.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; night was dinner out.  I've now fallen back in love with Tin Angel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; I hadn't been to in years.  Sunday was lunch out with Nick &amp;amp; Meg and a trip to a new "interactive" frozen yogurt shop in Belle Meade which is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DELISH&lt;/span&gt; despite the 50 cent per o&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unce&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pricetag&lt;/span&gt;.  For those of you that don't like math that's $8 a pound for frozen yogurt.  Sunday night we took a meal to a new mom and visited Dana who is recuperating this weekend from a pretty wicked infection.  We were glad to hang out and see that she's doing better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6132175731631504773?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6132175731631504773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6132175731631504773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6132175731631504773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6132175731631504773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/80209.html' title='8.02.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6465779763746424016</id><published>2009-07-29T23:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:07:06.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.29.09</title><content type='html'>Stressful day today.  Cooper woke up about 8 times last night and his morning caregiver at daycare decided to inform me that he's been crying inconsolably this week.  So I picked him up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt; and back to the doctor we went.  Still has an ear infection and since the oral &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rxs&lt;/span&gt; didn't work we've moved on to shots.  Possibly one a day for three days in a row.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt;.  Will see what tomorrow holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.  I've been reduced to tears many times since this saga began SEVEN WEEKS AGO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6465779763746424016?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6465779763746424016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6465779763746424016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6465779763746424016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6465779763746424016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/72909.html' title='7.29.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-742915212283719578</id><published>2009-07-29T23:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:04:34.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.28.09</title><content type='html'>Great night tonight.  Christopher got home at a decent time, our house was clean b/c it was housekeeper day, we had a yummy meal (my first time to make homemade meatballs &amp;amp; spaghetti) and Cooper went to bed early.  It's the little things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-742915212283719578?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/742915212283719578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=742915212283719578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/742915212283719578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/742915212283719578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/72809.html' title='7.28.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-7444664204634083335</id><published>2009-07-28T10:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:36:35.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.27.09</title><content type='html'>Christopher did the grocery shopping for me tonight week because I was at home with a very fussy baby who was awakened 10 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; into his afternoon nap by the lady at daycare.  Big mistake on her part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I try to be SUPER specific with my list when he's going for me because grocery stores have somewhere around 47,000 items and it's hard to know exactly what someone wants when they say "cheddar cheese." He also asks me lots of questions before he goes if there is something on the list that is confusing.  9 times out of 10 this works perfectly.  Last night, not so much.  Instead of calling me he went with his gut on two items which resulted in us having a HUGE container of raisins (like 5 lb. of raisins) and a tiny package of chicken which was supposed to serve as our main course for two dinners this week.  Maybe I'll make some oatmeal raisin cookies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-7444664204634083335?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7444664204634083335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=7444664204634083335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7444664204634083335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7444664204634083335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/72709.html' title='7.27.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4598419818146931988</id><published>2009-07-26T21:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:49:29.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.26.09</title><content type='html'>I really thought we could still bathe Cooper in the portable tub we've used since his birth.  I was wrong.  My child is clean... and so is my kitchen floor.  Onto the big tub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4598419818146931988?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4598419818146931988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4598419818146931988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4598419818146931988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4598419818146931988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/72609.html' title='7.26.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3329774495686786320</id><published>2009-07-26T17:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:12:36.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.25.09</title><content type='html'>We went to Toys R Us today because Christopher thought too much time had passed since our child had a new toy.  No spoiling of said child &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurring&lt;/span&gt; in the slightest, right?  Anyway, we did pick up some little odds and ends for Cooper including &lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2792403"&gt;Fisher Price links&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2792512"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stackable&lt;/span&gt; cups&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2736626"&gt;Fisher Price keys&lt;/a&gt;, an Elmo for the car (can be attached to the car seat) and two &lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2908713&amp;amp;isTopSellingItem=true"&gt;Baby Einstein &lt;/a&gt;videos.  Then we had a fun night watching Cooper play with all of his new stuff!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; he was handed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; new he would huff &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; puff and then flap his arms like little wings and jump.  If he were a b&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ird&lt;/span&gt; he would have taken off I'm sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3329774495686786320?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3329774495686786320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3329774495686786320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3329774495686786320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3329774495686786320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/72509.html' title='7.25.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4336650533114468070</id><published>2009-07-25T12:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:41:48.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lounging, 7 mo. shot and sitting up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCcdqpc5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/kp9umXDM3Cc/s1600-h/100_3896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362452838081983378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCcdqpc5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/kp9umXDM3Cc/s320/100_3896.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just lounging around in a vintage seersucker &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shortall&lt;/span&gt;.  And yes, that is a duck wearing a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sailor's&lt;/span&gt; cap pulling a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;miniature&lt;/span&gt; sailboat behind him.  And I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCXVAv-II/AAAAAAAAAJo/2zW8oioxfNw/s1600-h/100_3911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362452749859420290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCXVAv-II/AAAAAAAAAJo/2zW8oioxfNw/s320/100_3911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sadly, the best 7 month picture with Mr. Elephant that we got.  Not indicative of his size in relation to Mr. Elephant, but it will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCS4wu0lI/AAAAAAAAAJg/cY_pSTF4u-E/s1600-h/100_3995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362452673556566610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCS4wu0lI/AAAAAAAAAJg/cY_pSTF4u-E/s320/100_3995.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad!  You caught me sitting up by myself!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCOW9Ym_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/HnELlrm1Biw/s1600-h/100_4000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362452595763354610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCOW9Ym_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/HnELlrm1Biw/s320/100_4000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my spoils!!!  Mine! All mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCJ6DKrFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4wCZEUlp55c/s1600-h/100_4004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362452519283502162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCJ6DKrFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4wCZEUlp55c/s320/100_4004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  I love toys and I love sitting up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCEsyxQtI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QO3_X5hRB9E/s1600-h/100_4021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362452429825721042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCEsyxQtI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QO3_X5hRB9E/s320/100_4021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's vintage Fisher Price Happy Apple.  I love the sound it makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4336650533114468070?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4336650533114468070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4336650533114468070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4336650533114468070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4336650533114468070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/lounging-7-mo-shot-and-sitting-up.html' title='Lounging, 7 mo. shot and sitting up'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmtCcdqpc5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/kp9umXDM3Cc/s72-c/100_3896.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-7366644178841205257</id><published>2009-07-25T12:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:25:32.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.24.2009</title><content type='html'>At our 6 month appointment Dr. Long mentioned that Cooper may start rolling onto his stomach during the night and I don't have to keep putting him back on his back.  Great.  Around that time Cooper did start rolling to his sides and would sleep there for the remainder of the night, but never fully rolled over on his belly.  Guess what?  Last night he rolled over early on and slept that way for the rest of the night.  I need to get a picture of all sleeping positions because they are all so cute.  I especially like the on the back with legs pulled up like frog legs pose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-7366644178841205257?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7366644178841205257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=7366644178841205257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7366644178841205257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7366644178841205257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/7242009.html' title='7.24.2009'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-5570317051196405152</id><published>2009-07-24T08:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:08:44.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.23.09</title><content type='html'>Do you ever need to make a quick appetizer, dessert or side dish for a party or a potluck or a sick friend and don't want to go to the store?  This happens to me a lot and so I've really tried to make a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;concerted&lt;/span&gt; effort to fill my pantry, freezer, and fridge with items that can help me when I'm in a bind.  So far the most helpful items have been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. frozen pie crusts (with these plus 6 other staples I can make yummy fudge pies)&lt;br /&gt;2. frozen package of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;herbed&lt;/span&gt; goat cheese (bake off a frozen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;baguette&lt;/span&gt; and you have an easy app)&lt;br /&gt;3. frozen shrimp (pair with a bottle of cocktail sauce from the pantry and you are good to go)&lt;br /&gt;4.  wedge of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Gruyere&lt;/span&gt; cheese (add potatoes, milk, butter and garlic for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;au&lt;/span&gt; gratin potatoes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight it was the frozen pie crust that came to my aid so while dinner was baking I whipped up a pie and baked it while we ate.  Now I'm ready for tomorrow night's dinner at Jane's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-5570317051196405152?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5570317051196405152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=5570317051196405152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5570317051196405152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/5570317051196405152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/72309.html' title='7.23.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8191391519608603349</id><published>2009-07-23T21:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T08:35:17.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday morning at our house</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4ed1351d3e16d448" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ed1351d3e16d448%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944694%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D820F3AB82216BF75D0B2088858DAF01BDBC7F8AD.271D91B9DCBFDDF2B15C23332165B30B14AB093C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ed1351d3e16d448%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DADlCmSj7GQfXD6gvZ07vt_ZC3L0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ed1351d3e16d448%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944694%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D820F3AB82216BF75D0B2088858DAF01BDBC7F8AD.271D91B9DCBFDDF2B15C23332165B30B14AB093C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ed1351d3e16d448%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DADlCmSj7GQfXD6gvZ07vt_ZC3L0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch as Cooper tries to handle his bottle on his own. What I like about this video is: the huffing and puffing when he's excited, the babbling, the eating of the paper towel and the banging of the hand on the highchair tray as if he's saying "Now woman! Now!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8191391519608603349?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4ed1351d3e16d448&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8191391519608603349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8191391519608603349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8191391519608603349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8191391519608603349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-morning-at-our-house.html' title='Sunday morning at our house'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8933111778740102373</id><published>2009-07-23T08:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T08:53:00.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.22.09</title><content type='html'>Tonight I am in awe of mothers (well primary caregivers actually).  This is the hardest job I've ever done and I'm doing it on less sleep than I've ever gotten before.  It's daunting to start the day at 5:45 am with a automatic to-do list that's a mile long.  For those of you reading this who have in the past (or who are in the present) raising one or more children successfully and keeping your sanity, sense of humor and wits about you... congrats!  I wish I could give you all a million dollars as a prize or a free trip to the Hilton resort of your choice (I got a sales call from them yesterday and apparently rates are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt; affordable).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8933111778740102373?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8933111778740102373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8933111778740102373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8933111778740102373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8933111778740102373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/72209.html' title='7.22.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3507287654751643700</id><published>2009-07-22T08:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:59:19.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.21.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmcbLtjqW3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/IZgIJRWObxQ/s1600-h/Cooper+in+crib+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361283769429547890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmcbLtjqW3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/IZgIJRWObxQ/s320/Cooper+in+crib+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Cooper was a newborn baby he would wake up crying every time. No matter what time day or night a newborn cry would announce the end of his slumber. Then at about 4 months Cooper would play with a toy in his crib and the little noises that would make became my cue to retrieve my child so we could start the day. We have now entered a stage where Cooper will sit and babble when he wakes so I hear from the other room "ya ya ya ba ba ba buh buh yuh." I think this is my favorite stage so far :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3507287654751643700?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3507287654751643700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3507287654751643700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3507287654751643700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3507287654751643700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/72109.html' title='7.21.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SmcbLtjqW3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/IZgIJRWObxQ/s72-c/Cooper+in+crib+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3604799900692580801</id><published>2009-07-20T21:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:48:07.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.20.09</title><content type='html'>Ear infection saga continues... took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coopies&lt;/span&gt; in for a re-check of his right ear to make sure antibiotic worked.  It did!  But the other one is infected now :(  10 days of another medicine (cost = $100) and then a re-check on day 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note my co-workers enjoyed the chocolate cupcakes I made and Jane, Dana and I have tentative plans for some girl time tomorrow night when my husband can be on Cooper duty.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... what was I thinking when I agreed to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt; President???  Oh yeah, it was my wedding day and I had started drinking champagne at 5 am.  All coming together now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3604799900692580801?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3604799900692580801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3604799900692580801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3604799900692580801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3604799900692580801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/72009.html' title='7.20.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-2576352903924275765</id><published>2009-07-20T08:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:55:29.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.19.09</title><content type='html'>This was a perfect Sunday.  After breakfast we headed to Edwin Warner park and walked/hiked a 1 mile trail.  The weather was perfect and since there was tons of shade it was even cooler.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt; way to start the day.  Then we headed to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;storage&lt;/span&gt; unit and off to lunch.  While Cooper took his afternoon nap Christopher graded EKG tests and I made pesto pasta salad.  We brought the whole family (dogs included) out on the deck while we grilled out and had a nice chat with the neighbors.  Guess what?  They are pregnant!  Due with a little boy in November.  Cooper will have a friend right next door!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-2576352903924275765?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2576352903924275765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=2576352903924275765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/2576352903924275765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/2576352903924275765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/71909.html' title='7.19.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-9173210588626782872</id><published>2009-07-18T23:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:12:27.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.18.09</title><content type='html'>My first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt; monthly event as President is in the history books.  We had an okay turnout, yummy food and I didn't stumble over my words too much.  Met some new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vandy&lt;/span&gt; people, gave away &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.nashvillesounds.com"&gt;Sounds&lt;/a&gt; tickets and had a good time.  Disappointed a new intern who thought I was giving away tickets to a Sounds concert.  Apparently &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sounds"&gt;The Sounds &lt;/a&gt;are not only Nashville's minor league baseball team, but also this guy's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; band :)  Next month... bounce party at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bounceu.com"&gt;Bounce U&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-9173210588626782872?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9173210588626782872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=9173210588626782872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/9173210588626782872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/9173210588626782872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/71809.html' title='7.18.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3113879558927515403</id><published>2009-07-18T16:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:38:57.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.17.09</title><content type='html'>- Cooper started having fruit, cereal AND a bottle for breakfast.  He's a growing boy!&lt;br /&gt;- Sadly, my mom was rear-ended today and her car is totalled.  She's got bumps and bruises, but appears to be fine.  Better than her Explorer at least.&lt;br /&gt;- I made "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CW's&lt;/span&gt; dinner" for dinner... baked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ziti&lt;/span&gt;.  Although I never use &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ziti&lt;/span&gt;, I always use rigatoni.  Tonight however I used &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ziti&lt;/span&gt; and it was so much better than ever before!!!  Will never go back.  Sorry rigatoni :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3113879558927515403?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3113879558927515403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3113879558927515403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3113879558927515403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3113879558927515403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/71709.html' title='7.17.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4866460375627823276</id><published>2009-07-17T08:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:09:31.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.16.09</title><content type='html'>Cooper goes to sleep one of two ways.  Either he falls asleep while taking his nighttime bottle or he's awake (but fussy) when it's time for bed and you have to rock him to sleep.  Sometimes, when it's the latter, he will kick and fuss and thrash around while you rock him and then all of a sudden as if he's been hit with a tranquilizer dart, fall into a deep sleep.  That's what happened tonight.  Annoying, but really cute at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4866460375627823276?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4866460375627823276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4866460375627823276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4866460375627823276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4866460375627823276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/71609.html' title='7.16.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-693272497765169536</id><published>2009-07-15T21:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:48:15.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.15.09</title><content type='html'>Today I stayed home with a sick baby.  Cooper has his fourth ear infection and is on the 3rd medication.  Wonder how long before Dr. Long will mention ear tubes???  We had a good day... napping and eating.  Meg brought yummy dinner over and hung out so I'd have some adult conversation today.  Daddy's on call tonight so we will see how much sleep we get.  Oh, and Cooper thanked me for taking the day off work by pooping and peeing on me.  I love that little guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-693272497765169536?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/693272497765169536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=693272497765169536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/693272497765169536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/693272497765169536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/71509.html' title='7.15.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8490170458624049861</id><published>2009-07-15T21:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:44:34.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7.14.09</title><content type='html'>After complaining all day that Cooper didn't sleep well the night before, I get a call from daycare saying he has a 102 degree temperature.  How bad do you think this made me feel?  Christopher skipped the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt; dinner we were supposed to attend to take Cooper to the pediatrician and I went to the dinner and listened to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vandy&lt;/span&gt; faculty argue about universal &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;healthcare&lt;/span&gt;.  Fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8490170458624049861?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8490170458624049861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8490170458624049861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8490170458624049861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8490170458624049861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/71409.html' title='7.14.09'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-213906089345482964</id><published>2009-07-13T21:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:09:44.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Tidbits</title><content type='html'>I've decided the post daily tidbits.  Short, random thoughts or happenings in hopes of having at least a mini-diary of my first son's babyhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/13/09: As I cooked dinner, washed dinner dishes and did laundry the sound of Cooper's laughing was great background music.  Christopher was holding him while watching the Home Run Derby and doing all the things that make Cooper laugh a perfect belly laugh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;including&lt;/span&gt; eating his ribs, kissing his nook and making funny nosies.  Perfect.  Week.  Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-213906089345482964?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/213906089345482964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=213906089345482964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/213906089345482964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/213906089345482964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/daily-tidbits.html' title='Daily 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Videos'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-9097228853456521364</id><published>2009-07-08T20:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:26:19.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d621db56850b4fb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" 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However, he did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second video - Cooper in his jumper for the first time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-9097228853456521364?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1d621db56850b4fb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=40753b12552375d5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9097228853456521364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=9097228853456521364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/9097228853456521364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/9097228853456521364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/cooper-videos.html' title='Cooper Videos'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-7468095428211121056</id><published>2009-06-09T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:02:52.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 of 1 year old... what?</title><content type='html'>Sunday June 7th, Cooper Andrew Wells turned six months old. It truly isn't possible that 6 months ago I was in an OR crying tears of joy when I saw Christopher come around the drape with a chubby, swollen baby with black hair and dark eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I had Cooper I was always anxiously awaiting for things to be over. Always ready to move onto the next thing. I was always saying "I can't wait for x, y or z!" Now I just want time to stop, or at least move in slow motion. I want to savor every minute of time and give and get all the love I can from this little person that makes me so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check-up stats:&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 20 pounds, 9 ounces (86th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Length: 28.25 inches (93rd percentile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothing: wears 12 months clothes primarily because he needs the extra length.&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: Went right to a size 5 shoe. What???&lt;br /&gt;Hair: Filling in and a little fuzzy on top, but very neat. Doctor thinks he looks like a mini-business man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Cooper Baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are six months old now. According to Miss Alyson that's 181 days. A lot of fun we've had so far, huh? The first couple of months were pretty low key, but we've really turned up the excitement lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are awake you are WIDE awake and ready to go, play, move, talk, etc. And when you sleep, you sleep. This makes for pretty fun times together. You love to stand on my lap and dance on my lap and play in your Exersaucer. You love to eat solids like applesauce, prunes and pears and you love to snuggle and have warm bottles in Mommy's lap. You also love to laugh when tickled or when we make funny noises. You are so interested in your surroundings and particularly like it when Chips comes over and rests her chin on the Exersaucer so you can pet her. This week you started a new trick... when we lay you down on your changing table you arch your back, stick out your chest &amp;amp; belly and beat on your chest with your fists. You look like Tarzan and it's pretty funny when you are naked or just in a diaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason if you see the camera or the video camera you stop doing whatever cute thing I was trying to capture on film. If you could keep on being silly I'd have more pics to post on this blog and your fans would be thrilled. Just a small request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never know how much joy you bring your friends and family. Everyone lights up when they see you. The first thing they say is "What big eyes!!" Your big smile in the morning makes my day and I can't wait to see it everyday until I allow you to eventually leave home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love You, Love You, Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-7468095428211121056?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7468095428211121056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=7468095428211121056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7468095428211121056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/7468095428211121056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/12-of-1-year-old-what.html' title='1/2 of 1 year old... what?'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8384703747660479381</id><published>2009-06-07T22:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:59:25.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>Baptism photos, 6 month photos, 6 month letter to Cooper and 6 month checkup details will be posted tomorrow night. Now for your viewing pleasure I give you Cooper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SiyLGfooAlI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MuCHOHX7E2A/s1600-h/100_3874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344799801469305426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SiyLGfooAlI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MuCHOHX7E2A/s320/100_3874.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A big boy in his new big boy car seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SiyLCXZU7ZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/EAh24wlhvAg/s1600-h/100_3846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344799730538179986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SiyLCXZU7ZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/EAh24wlhvAg/s320/100_3846.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: Give. Me. The. Camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below: I could watch him all day long.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344799365755465474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SiyKtIeWbwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/74pwXjwRQNs/s320/100_3830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344799092504424482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SiyKdOiOcCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FaPELIXE4ko/s320/100_3815.jpg" /&gt; Cooper's 5 month photo with Mr. Elephant. Scared of the elephant, me or the flash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8384703747660479381?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8384703747660479381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8384703747660479381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8384703747660479381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8384703747660479381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SiyLGfooAlI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MuCHOHX7E2A/s72-c/100_3874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6884851568308592302</id><published>2009-06-07T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:58:40.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipes</title><content type='html'>I know for those of you out there that haven't eaten any of the following items it will be hard to convince you to make these things without pictures.  I promise two things: they are worth your time and I will start taking pics of food.  Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jezebel Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe is a dip typically used with sliced deli ham as an appetizer.  For Cooper's reception I decided to serve it as a condiment on &lt;a href="http://www.kingshawaiian.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hawaiian&lt;/span&gt; rolls &lt;/a&gt;with ham.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Recipe&lt;/span&gt; is from the &lt;a href="http://www.hardingacademy.org/"&gt;Harding Academy&lt;/a&gt; cook book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 oz of apple jelly&lt;br /&gt;12 oz of pineapple preserves&lt;br /&gt;5 oz horseradish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Heat&lt;/span&gt; in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;saucepan&lt;/span&gt; until melted together and let cool.  Spicy and Sweet!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcake Frosting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to find a recipe that wasn't a traditional &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;buttercream&lt;/span&gt;, but also wasn't your typical cream cheese frosting either.  Thanks to &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/"&gt;Smitten Kitchen&lt;/a&gt; I found a great frosting: easy to make, easy to pipe onto cupcakes and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 oz cream cheese (room temp)&lt;br /&gt;4 sticks unsalted butter (room temp)&lt;br /&gt;1.5 pounds of xxx sugar&lt;br /&gt;1.5 t vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those all of these into your &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/b/?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;node=297571&amp;amp;tag=googhydr-20&amp;amp;hvadid=2777065277&amp;amp;ref=pd_sl_32bdf5iglp_b"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kitchenaid&lt;/span&gt; stand mixer&lt;/a&gt; and let it go until light and fluffy.  If you don't have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kitchenaid&lt;/span&gt; stand mixer you can use a hand mixer but tomorrow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; go out and get a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kitchenaid&lt;/span&gt;.  It will turn you into a baker.  Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasta Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had a great pasta salad recipe.  Since I'm addicted to the pasta salad with ham and peas on the &lt;a href="http://www.rubytuesday.com/"&gt;Ruby Tuesday's &lt;/a&gt;salad bar (why do they change their menu so much?) the perfect recipe was hard to find.  Everything I looked at had ingredients I'm scared of (mushrooms, olives, etc.).  However, I found this on my FAVORITE recipe site &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.allrecipes.com"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;allrecipes&lt;/span&gt;.com &lt;/a&gt;and by making some substitutions per people's reviews ended up with a great standard pasta salad recipe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 oz &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt;-color &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rotini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 oz bacon&lt;br /&gt;1 c mayo&lt;br /&gt;1 packet ranch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dressing&lt;/span&gt; mix&lt;br /&gt;.25 t garlic powder&lt;br /&gt;.50 t pepper&lt;br /&gt;.50 c milk&lt;br /&gt;1 small container grape tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;1 cucumber, peeled and sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 small box of frozen peas&lt;br /&gt;4 carrots, shredded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bowl pasta in salted water per package directions.  Throw in frozen peas right before it's done.  Drain and set aside.&lt;br /&gt;- Cook bacon.  Drain and chop.&lt;br /&gt;- In a large bowl mix mayo, dressing mix, garlic powder, and pepper.  Stir in milk until smooth.&lt;br /&gt;- Throw in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remaining&lt;/span&gt; ingredients and stir to coat.&lt;br /&gt;- Cover and chill at least one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stutgart&lt;/span&gt; Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be spelling that wrong, but it doesn't matter.  This dip/spread is amazing.  It is also a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Harding&lt;/span&gt; Academy recipe and is a staple at Osgood family functions.  I serve it in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pumpernickel&lt;/span&gt; bread bowl with cubes of bread or crackers.  During my pregnancy I literally made a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;batch&lt;/span&gt; of this and ate it and ONLY it for 3 days until it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 oz cheddar cheese, shredded&lt;br /&gt;16 oz bacon, cooked and crumbled&lt;br /&gt;12 green onions, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 small &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;package&lt;/span&gt; sliced almonds&lt;br /&gt;2 c mayo&lt;br /&gt;2 T &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dijon&lt;/span&gt; mustard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw in a bowl and mix.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Refrigerate&lt;/span&gt; overnight if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Sometimes shredding your own cheese makes a big difference in a recipe, but not in this instance.  Buy it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-shredded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: &lt;a href="http://wwwbecomingjane.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jane&lt;/a&gt; also recommends putting this on bread and putting it under the broiler.  I am tempted to do just that with some &lt;a href="http://www.pepperidgefarm.com/ProductDetail.aspx?catID=751&amp;amp;prdID=11805"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pepperidge&lt;/span&gt; Farm Hearty White &lt;/a&gt;with some leftover ham under the cheese.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potato Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt; is relatively new to me as well, but since it came from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;allrecipes&lt;/span&gt; I knew it would be a hit.  I served with ribs, rolls, a green salad and cake.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Made&lt;/span&gt; for a great summer dinner with great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 lb new potatoes, cleaned and cubed&lt;br /&gt;4 hard &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;boiled&lt;/span&gt; eggs, sliced&lt;br /&gt;16 oz bacon, cooked and crumbled&lt;br /&gt;3 T relish&lt;br /&gt;1 c sour cream&lt;br /&gt;2 T mustard&lt;br /&gt;1 c mayo&lt;br /&gt;dash of paprika&lt;br /&gt;S&amp;amp;P to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boil potatoes in salted water until tender, but still firm; drain and let cool&lt;br /&gt;- Add all other ingredients to cooled potatoes and mix.&lt;br /&gt;- Refrigerate for at least 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: You can buy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hardboiled&lt;/span&gt; eggs in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.publix.com"&gt;Publix's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; deli which makes me much more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;inclined&lt;/span&gt; to make things with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hardboiled&lt;/span&gt; eggs as an ingredient.  I've never mastered hard boiling eggs.  If you have, let me know how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6884851568308592302?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6884851568308592302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6884851568308592302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6884851568308592302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6884851568308592302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/recipes.html' title='Recipes'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-1505827845172640546</id><published>2009-06-07T12:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:15:52.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Blog</title><content type='html'>Even though this blog was created to share info about Cooper I think I will occasionally use it to post recipes.  The last few times I've entertained I've been asked for recipes so why not just put them up here???  I will be online later to blog about Cooper's baptism and his 6 month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; (today!!!) but I will also attempt to post the following yummy treats (sorry no pictures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jezebel Sauce&lt;br /&gt;Cupcake Frosting&lt;br /&gt;Pasta Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Stutgart&lt;/span&gt; Cheese&lt;br /&gt;Potato Salad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-1505827845172640546?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1505827845172640546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=1505827845172640546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1505827845172640546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1505827845172640546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/food-blog.html' title='Food Blog'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-719547225733267420</id><published>2009-05-14T07:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:03:29.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Separation</title><content type='html'>Two nights ago I laid in bed by myself (CW is on nights in the CCU) and thought about medical marriages and the struggles that are all part of the package.  The particular struggle that was on my mind that night was how friends come and go from your life as they move on to fellowships, private practices or faculty positions at other hospitals in other states.  If they don't go seeking more training or an exciting opportunity in a new place, they will often return to their homes or closer to family because they are simply tired of feeling displaced and alienated from loved ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though these moves onward and upward make perfect sense it contributes to a reality that is constantly changing.  My landscape is markedly different from year to year.  And those years run from July to June not the January to December calendar that was my reality &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-CW.  I practically hold my breath whenever anyone starts talking about interviews because that is the first step to leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of leaving, tonight I will get on a plane and head to another state without my husband, dogs or child.  This will be my first time away from Cooper overnight and right now I'm kind of melancholy about it.  Of course, it's for a very good cause... Dana's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bachelorette&lt;/span&gt; Weekend!!!!  I know once I start heading to the airport with the best friends a girl could have I will be fine.  But kissing my baby goodbye this morning was hard... very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper is in good hands with Christopher's parents and I know all is well at 7444.  I'm going to party it up and then spend all night Sunday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;' on my babies... all of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-719547225733267420?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/719547225733267420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=719547225733267420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/719547225733267420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/719547225733267420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/separation.html' title='Separation'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-1711008841416869106</id><published>2009-05-06T21:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:44:17.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April was... busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; April came and went like a flash like many months and included many exciting events. Our dear friends Nick and Meg (of nursery stripes glory) got married and bought a house. I turned 31. Cooper celebrated his first Easter. Cooper also got his first ear infection. A very busy month indeed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are all excited about May and the adventures is will bring. I am now the current President of the VHA which is CRAZY. It will be a busy year, but worth every minute for this group I love so much. Even though we have had a change in leadership at VUMC, I'm hopeful that the new administration will love and support this great group of spouses! Also, this month I will take my first trip away from home (and my Coopies) but Christopher's parents will be here to assist in his care. Other than that we will be planning for June's fun including Dana's Couples Shower, Cooper's Baptism, and Dana's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Below are some pictures. This weekend I will post Cooper's 5 month pics and updates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332905424558471506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SgJJOouPuVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/IyLg6mSmmkw/s320/100_3781.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Cooper with his Lovie.  It's a blanket with a bunny head and arms attached to it.  This was a gift from his Grandmama Wells for Easter.  It's silk on the inside and he loves to cuddle with it when he's sleepy as you can see.  He rubs it against his face and just drifts off.  So cute...  I stole the name Lovie from my friend Angela... but it's the perfect name because you can tell he loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332905507433413554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SgJJTddK-7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/ylscQWxPWGA/s320/100_3788.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper's first experience with rice cereal.  He makes a funny face when it's put in his mouth, but after he swallows he kicks his legs like crazy as if he wants more.  Who knows...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332905572346326034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SgJJXPRnbBI/AAAAAAAAAII/PeKvfEiBX8M/s320/100_3787.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It's Grrrrreat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332905648916750546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SgJJbshbYNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Vqcga_9hU8E/s320/100_3814.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My little lion after a bath.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332905717478070018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SgJJfr7uFwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4MpmKm2Tl3E/s320/100_3812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and her lion cub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-1711008841416869106?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1711008841416869106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=1711008841416869106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1711008841416869106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/1711008841416869106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/april-was-busy.html' title='April was... busy'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SgJJOouPuVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/IyLg6mSmmkw/s72-c/100_3781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-2708619336952624254</id><published>2009-04-16T08:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:35:53.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper's First Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Secs8g23WjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tqnWpG2HIZo/s1600-h/cooper+with+easter+basket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325274502512728626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Secs8g23WjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tqnWpG2HIZo/s320/cooper+with+easter+basket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Secs47HRrrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bpR4NFefkFA/s1600-h/cooper+with+easter+basket+looking+at+dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325274440841408178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Secs47HRrrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bpR4NFefkFA/s320/cooper+with+easter+basket+looking+at+dogs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my son's grumpy expression in the picture above and his total &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ambivalence&lt;/span&gt; towards his Easter &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Basket&lt;/span&gt; in the other picture, we had a fantastic Easter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got up early to partake in the 7 am service at our church. I thought this would be the least crowded and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shortest&lt;/span&gt; service which are both important when you have a 4 month old in attendance. It went great. The Bishop led the service which was a treat and Cooper behaved very well. He must have known he looked great in his new bubble. He received many compliments from church goers and got blessed by the Bishop at communion. It made his Mommy teary-eyed. Something about the words "May the blessing of God Almighty, The Father, The Son and The Holy Spirit, be upon you and remain with you now and always."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After service we headed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Noshville&lt;/span&gt; to dine with Nick and Meg who closed on their first home yesterday and are getting married in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/span&gt; a week from today!!!! Cooper again did very well and fell asleep after Mommy changed him. Our first public bathroom diaper change was successful and didn't freak me out at all which was a big personal victory :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a yummy breakfast we headed home to play and then to Nanny and Pop &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pop's&lt;/span&gt; for Easter supper and April birthday celebrations. Cooper got lots of love and fell fast asleep in Aunt Crystal's arms as she rocked him on the front porch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Happy Bunny Day indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-2708619336952624254?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2708619336952624254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=2708619336952624254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/2708619336952624254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/2708619336952624254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/coopers-first-easter.html' title='Cooper&apos;s First Easter'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Secs8g23WjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tqnWpG2HIZo/s72-c/cooper+with+easter+basket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6032082478240117880</id><published>2009-04-14T08:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:13:14.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SeSLwPrQJHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PvAK-w9PUQA/s1600-h/cooper+in+bouncy+seat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324534320416695410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SeSLwPrQJHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PvAK-w9PUQA/s320/cooper+in+bouncy+seat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cooper finally likes his bouncy seat.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324534035414618866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SeSLfp9dkvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/scEuSPAaUgU/s320/cooper+with+teething+ring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cooper loves his teething ring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SeSLO1ZeHAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-3-lM2ccHM8/s1600-h/cooper4_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324533746427108354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SeSLO1ZeHAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-3-lM2ccHM8/s320/cooper4_1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of Cooper's 3 Month Pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6032082478240117880?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6032082478240117880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6032082478240117880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6032082478240117880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6032082478240117880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-pics.html' title='Random Pics'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SeSLwPrQJHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PvAK-w9PUQA/s72-c/cooper+in+bouncy+seat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-8538307861033117196</id><published>2009-04-10T12:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:33:35.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper at 4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sd-Q5pJoPbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bjd3SNDTItk/s1600-h/100_3756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323132604548398514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sd-Q5pJoPbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bjd3SNDTItk/s320/100_3756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooper turned 4 months old on Tuesday and went for his well-baby checkup today. He is in fact a well baby per Dr. Long and is growing like a weed. He weighs 16 pounds, 10 ounces (80th percentile) and is 26.50 inches long (91st percentile). His head circumference is also right on track. He even showed off for Dr. Long and rolled from his stomach to his back three times while on the examining table. I assume this is the first time he's done that, although who knows what Miss Lynne gets him to do at daycare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We go back at 6 months for more shots! Dr. Long wants us to start rice cereal and in two weeks start Stage 1 fruits. We are going with prunes first in hopes of helping him with his constipation issue. Many exciting changes on the horizon!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow Cooper is getting his Easter picture made at our photographer's and then Sunday is his first Easter!!! I know he is going to look so handsome in his new bubble. After church we are meeting Nick and Meg for breakfast and then having dinner at Nanny and Pop Pop's and celebrating not only Easter but the April birthdays (Crystal, Grayson and me)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter pics coming soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At four months Cooper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... is grabbing at and playing with anything he can get his hands on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... still loves pulling Mommy's hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... is babbling all the time, especially when he wakes up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... is still pretty constipated on a regular basis (poor thing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... rolls all over the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... laughs hysterically when Christopher makes him dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... ends up at the other end of his crib by morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... loves to lay in his tub (sans water) and watch Mommy make dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... is still the best thing that ever happened to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Easter little man. Can't wait to see what the Easter Bunny brings you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-8538307861033117196?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8538307861033117196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=8538307861033117196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8538307861033117196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/8538307861033117196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/cooper-at-4-months.html' title='Cooper at 4 months'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sd-Q5pJoPbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bjd3SNDTItk/s72-c/100_3756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-42987872753296193</id><published>2009-04-03T14:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:41:35.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Days Down, Two To Go</title><content type='html'>If I said it was a busy week, I'd be underestimating the amount of stuff I have had and still have to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I had a blast at my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt; board meeting... we all laughed and talked about important and crazy things while eating yummy cake from Zoe's Kitchen and stuffing Easter Eggs with candy for the Easter Egg Hunt.  Matters of the Heart last night was also wonderful (and very emotional).  Ms. Cheap from The Tennessean gave a great talk about tips and tricks to save money.  Note to self: email her about consignment store in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hendersonville&lt;/span&gt;.  I was lucky enough to sit by her during dinner and found out she goes to our church!  She and her husband go to the 7 am service... that's why I wasn't aware she was a member.  A few tears were shed when The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jacobsons&lt;/span&gt; spoke since we all knew it would be there last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MOH&lt;/span&gt;.  Please pray that the VHA is blessed with a new mentor/sponsor that is half as great as this amazing couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is yard sale/bake sale set-up which means tomorrow is the Annual &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt; Yard Sale &amp;amp; Bake Sale &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;benefiting&lt;/span&gt; Jade &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pasley&lt;/span&gt; Fund and Gilda's Club.  After dragging Cooper out at 5 am, I'm hoping we will get a nap in before Jane and Dana come over for dinner (Dad is on call and will miss all this fun).  Sunday will be a day of rest and HOPEFULLY posting more pics and some old videos of Cooper Baby.  So stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in next week for... Cooper's 4 Month Birthday, Cooper's 4 Month doctor's appointment (stats included), and Cooper's First Easter!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-42987872753296193?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/42987872753296193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=42987872753296193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/42987872753296193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/42987872753296193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-days-down-two-to-go.html' title='Two Days Down, Two To Go'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-3202775811100254254</id><published>2009-03-16T08:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:08:36.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones</title><content type='html'>Not only is Cooper reaching for toys, holding a rattle and grabbing at things, but he is officially sleeping through the night!  For the last three nights he has slept from 9pm to 5/6 am.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Coopies&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-3202775811100254254?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3202775811100254254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=3202775811100254254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3202775811100254254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/3202775811100254254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/milestones.html' title='Milestones'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4327153537151120711</id><published>2009-03-13T22:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:36:34.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper Turns 3 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sbsi8Yam3PI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hVNfKVvGYjE/s1600-h/100_3734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312878606155177202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sbsi8Yam3PI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hVNfKVvGYjE/s320/100_3734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure every month I will say that I can't believe Cooper is already _ months old, but it's true. Where has the time gone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooper's third month of life has been pretty eventful. Mommy went back to work which meant Cooper started school. He loves his teachers Miss Malina and Miss Lynne and they take great care of him during the day. He has nice kids in his class, but Mommy's favorite is Austin because he and Cooper had on the same outfit one day (and it had stripes). They must have planned it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooper also went on his first out of town trip this month. We had a great time in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abingdon&lt;/span&gt;, VA hanging out with Mama and Papa Wells. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; of course thought he was the best thing since sliced bread and we all enjoyed some time together. The grown ups played cribbage and talked while Cooper showed off his skills on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt;. Our little one has a very strong neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312881613024579202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/SbslrZ4IzoI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mmzntc-96iU/s320/100_3456.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month also was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of many, many Guy Smiley moments. Once he started he couldn't stop smiling at his Mom and Dad. I think he's even starting to laugh, but Christopher just thinks it's a funny sounding coo. Cooper also decided he's a morning person this month... just like his Dad. It makes for very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pleasant&lt;/span&gt; mornings as he smiles and coos while we change, eat and get packed up for school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While he has slept through the night on many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;occasions&lt;/span&gt;, it doesn't happen consistently. But one quick feeding and then back to sleep in 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. isn't something I'm going to complain about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next month... hopefully BIG laughs! Also we have our first infant panel photo session scheduled and his first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;VHA&lt;/span&gt; event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4327153537151120711?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4327153537151120711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4327153537151120711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4327153537151120711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4327153537151120711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/cooper-turns-3-months-old.html' title='Cooper Turns 3 Months Old!'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sbsi8Yam3PI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hVNfKVvGYjE/s72-c/100_3734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-2487602810453615312</id><published>2009-03-05T08:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:26:03.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures for now... story later.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sa_g7hzKX6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/pioYTlxiZ6o/s1600-h/100_3483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309709798982967202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sa_g7hzKX6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/pioYTlxiZ6o/s320/100_3483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sa_g04Zs7YI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1hd6vSebmEc/s1600-h/100_3482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309709684791111042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sa_g04Zs7YI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1hd6vSebmEc/s320/100_3482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-2487602810453615312?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2487602810453615312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=2487602810453615312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/2487602810453615312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/2487602810453615312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/pictures-for-now-story-later.html' title='Pictures for now... story later.'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/Sa_g7hzKX6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/pioYTlxiZ6o/s72-c/100_3483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-4552611950163135018</id><published>2009-03-02T10:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:43:57.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We have returned...</title><content type='html'>... from a weekend visit with Grandma and Grandpa Wells in Virginia.  Super cute pics will be posted shortly along with a recap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-4552611950163135018?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4552611950163135018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=4552611950163135018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4552611950163135018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/4552611950163135018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-have-returned.html' title='We have returned...'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423297142450133396.post-6066659291354021510</id><published>2009-02-23T08:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T08:48:04.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These are the times that try a mom's soul...</title><content type='html'>Christopher left the house yesterday at 6:15 am for his 30-hour on call shift at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vandy&lt;/span&gt;.  Because I have an excellent baby I knew I would get everything accomplished on my list for the day and Cooper would be the star attraction at Dana's Oscar party that night.  Then we would come home, sleep through the night (as he did the night before) and wake up refreshed and ready for the work week ahead.  What was I smoking???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper woke up at 8 am and made it clear that he was going to have a fussy day.  Once I gave up the dream of going to the Encore and More consignment sale my Mom came over and helped my with Cooper while I prepped for D's party, made a meal for a new mom, showered, put clothes away, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the house at 4:15 pm, only 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; behind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt;.  Because my Mom had just fed him, I knew Cooper would sleep soundly in the car while we made the food drop-off and headed to Dana's.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Heck&lt;/span&gt;, he might even sleep through the party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days I will learn not to tempt fate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he did sleep through the car ride, the second his carrier touched Dana's floor he woke up.  And about 45 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; later he started to cry.  Really a fussing/crying combo pack.  This continued right on through the evening (much to the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;party goer's&lt;/span&gt; disappointment I'm sure) until we gave up and went home at 9:45 pm.  I know the fussiness was due to gas and then being so tired he couldn't sleep, but come one... give a Mama a break.  Thanks to some dear friends who offered to hold, rock, sway, feed, and love on Sir Grumps-a-lot I did get to eat and watch a few random moments of the Oscars.  Surely he would fall asleep on the way home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotcha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got home and settled upstairs it was about 11pm.  After a warm bottle and some Tylenol (in case these were growth spurt pains) Cooper fell asleep at midnight.  I tell myself as I lay him down that he will definitely sleep through the night since he's been up and fussing for going on 8 hours now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short... we've been awake since 3 am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me today... and the poor clients whose returns are prepared by a woman with 3 hours sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423297142450133396-6066659291354021510?l=awellsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6066659291354021510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=423297142450133396&amp;postID=6066659291354021510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6066659291354021510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423297142450133396/posts/default/6066659291354021510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awellsworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/these-are-times-that-try-moms-soul.html' title='These are the times that try a mom&apos;s soul...'/><author><name>Ansley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02067388036093604915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SXkaHCJuaxU/R_ZRNa8FSwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/45d6mbWAIYI/S220/xmas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
