<?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-684351689481214497</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:12:58.840-08:00</updated><category term='Easter 2008'/><title type='text'>The Kientz Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Gratitude is the ability to experience life as a gift.  It opens us up to wonder, delight, and humility.  It makes our hearts generous.  It liberates us from the prison of self-preoccupation.  John Ortberg</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-1675322373572994004</id><published>2010-03-08T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T09:45:54.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Tori Visits and Aunt Amber's baby shower!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5U2mrgoQvI/AAAAAAAAAhY/AhE9tw28AkQ/s1600-h/IMG_6175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446319362516992754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5U2mrgoQvI/AAAAAAAAAhY/AhE9tw28AkQ/s320/IMG_6175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5U2lscpWmI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/h9t-kQlKiGw/s1600-h/IMG_6167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446319345588853346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5U2lscpWmI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/h9t-kQlKiGw/s320/IMG_6167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last but not least in February, we celebrated Amber at her first baby shower. I am so excited to welcome my niece I can hardly wait. She is so cute pregnant and is just glowing don't you think? Aunt Tori came and spent a night with us and the girls had a blast. Here they are playing with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;play dough&lt;/span&gt; ice cream maker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-1675322373572994004?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1675322373572994004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=1675322373572994004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/1675322373572994004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/1675322373572994004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/aunt-tori-visits-and-aunt-ambers-baby.html' title='Aunt Tori Visits and Aunt Amber&apos;s baby shower!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5U2mrgoQvI/AAAAAAAAAhY/AhE9tw28AkQ/s72-c/IMG_6175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-5239621929057409978</id><published>2010-03-08T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T09:20:34.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Birthday at the San Diego Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxYsQpxzI/AAAAAAAAAgw/3GHZgYYRDwc/s1600-h/IMG_6022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446313624642111282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxYsQpxzI/AAAAAAAAAgw/3GHZgYYRDwc/s320/IMG_6022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxXwH5voI/AAAAAAAAAgo/2FSOWPW-E9c/s1600-h/IMG_6025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446313608499281538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxXwH5voI/AAAAAAAAAgo/2FSOWPW-E9c/s320/IMG_6025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxXbOWyeI/AAAAAAAAAgg/h0YXp1e8E-w/s1600-h/IMG_6020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446313602889206242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxXbOWyeI/AAAAAAAAAgg/h0YXp1e8E-w/s320/IMG_6020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxW4CTp8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/mZ_F0tckk0w/s1600-h/IMG_6019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446313593443428290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxW4CTp8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/mZ_F0tckk0w/s320/IMG_6019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxWIBncQI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/EGZWrqNAF4s/s1600-h/IMG_6013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446313580555628802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxWIBncQI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/EGZWrqNAF4s/s320/IMG_6013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5Uwmw6C1BI/AAAAAAAAAgI/WrigFplius4/s1600-h/IMG_6080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446312766896002066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5Uwmw6C1BI/AAAAAAAAAgI/WrigFplius4/s320/IMG_6080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UwmXQNsVI/AAAAAAAAAgA/fYpG2apILE4/s1600-h/IMG_6077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446312760009666898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UwmXQNsVI/AAAAAAAAAgA/fYpG2apILE4/s320/IMG_6077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UwlbNnsxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/2NTmJjOphKg/s1600-h/IMG_6049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446312743892661010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UwlbNnsxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/2NTmJjOphKg/s320/IMG_6049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5Uwl1LvBJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/93HyIY3WhHg/s1600-h/IMG_6060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446312750864073874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5Uwl1LvBJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/93HyIY3WhHg/s320/IMG_6060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UwkaveX5I/AAAAAAAAAfo/u-bDAZpluqQ/s1600-h/IMG_6040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 473px; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446312726586351506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UwkaveX5I/AAAAAAAAAfo/u-bDAZpluqQ/s320/IMG_6040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;February started out celebrating my grandmother's birthday at the San Diego Zoo. We had a great time honoring her as she makes that part so easy. She is kind and witty and a wonderful great grandmother to the girls. We ate at Phil's BBQ and hit the zoo the next day. The girls had a blast hanging out at the zoo with their cousins. Madalyn was really into the animals and her particular favorite was the elephants. The new exhibit was awesome. Here are a collection of some pics of the weekend. By the way, Jeremy really doesn't have a mustache, that was a vending machine buy!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-5239621929057409978?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5239621929057409978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=5239621929057409978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5239621929057409978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5239621929057409978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/grandmas-birthday-at-san-diego-zoo.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Birthday at the San Diego Zoo'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UxYsQpxzI/AAAAAAAAAgw/3GHZgYYRDwc/s72-c/IMG_6022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-1311794198320683503</id><published>2010-03-08T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T09:33:25.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5Usc8ZMmGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3cKkLl0Qo8M/s1600-h/IMG_6116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446308200134252642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5Usc8ZMmGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3cKkLl0Qo8M/s320/IMG_6116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UyiY7CMQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nMO5dgHPM-I/s1600-h/IMG_6136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446314890761482498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UyiY7CMQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nMO5dgHPM-I/s320/IMG_6136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UyjXS_6lI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qeLP43C0IpE/s1600-h/IMG_6128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446314907504994898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UyjXS_6lI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qeLP43C0IpE/s320/IMG_6128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UyhiTfRDI/AAAAAAAAAg4/mwKYRUGH1TI/s1600-h/IMG_6124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446314876100101170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UyhiTfRDI/AAAAAAAAAg4/mwKYRUGH1TI/s320/IMG_6124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UsegLL_GI/AAAAAAAAAfY/lVDFu1-vNTY/s1600-h/IMG_6130.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UseLmj82I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aXcWtSfsPLM/s1600-h/IMG_6130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446308221396710242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UseLmj82I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aXcWtSfsPLM/s320/IMG_6130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UsdqxN6VI/AAAAAAAAAfI/AsHKdHR3dCQ/s1600-h/IMG_6126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446308212583033170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UsdqxN6VI/AAAAAAAAAfI/AsHKdHR3dCQ/s320/IMG_6126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UsfPCjksI/AAAAAAAAAfg/be3nxbUFCRA/s1600-h/IMG_6132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446308239499301570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5UsfPCjksI/AAAAAAAAAfg/be3nxbUFCRA/s320/IMG_6132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day started out with a little breakfast spread. I got the idea from a girlfriend who inspired me to put candy on the breakfast table. The girls got a kick out of it. The girls got fun outfits from Auntie Cora for Valentine's Day and they thought they were so cute in them. They were of course! But I put in all of the pics to show you what it takes to try and get a cute picture of the girls while they are twirling in dresses. Too funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremy and I celebrated the night before together so Valentine's night we went to my sister's and had an amazing meal prepared by my mom. She made steak and lobster, my favorite! It was so so good. That day she also had the girls come over and make dessert which was beautiful and amazing. They made chocolate covered strawberries, chocolate mini cakes with homemade whipped cream, strawberries and fudge. It was amazing. Thanks mom!&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/684351689481214497-1311794198320683503?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1311794198320683503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=1311794198320683503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/1311794198320683503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/1311794198320683503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S5Usc8ZMmGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3cKkLl0Qo8M/s72-c/IMG_6116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-5118199155249491161</id><published>2010-02-18T06:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T09:21:26.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S31USkTY0RI/AAAAAAAAAd0/RSgibQYXN3s/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439596602892800274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S31USkTY0RI/AAAAAAAAAd0/RSgibQYXN3s/s320/113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S31TGHONTxI/AAAAAAAAAds/Rc8Dz021fSw/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439595289416388370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S31TGHONTxI/AAAAAAAAAds/Rc8Dz021fSw/s320/112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madalyn had her first haircut. It started off at home with me snipping off a few dead ends of the baby mullet before church. Uh oh, that is now crooked. So I snipped a few more quickly as we were late to try and even it out. Not a good idea. So up in a ponytail it went and the professional haircut followed. Much more fun to sit in an airplane with Mickey though!&lt;br /&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_5439633821790369666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S312I_gD94I/AAAAAAAAAeU/rdr3qKLTYoU/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;Here are the girls on Christmas and I put this in so everyone could see Bella's new glasses.  We found out through an eye exam at her school that she needed some help.  So we went to the doctors and sure enough she has a stigmatism and is far sighted.  So she had great fun picking out some glasses and now matches her cousin Peyton. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So oddly enough, I don't have very many pictures of anything in January. Kinda took the wind out of my sails for the first post. But I have lots for February so more to come... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-5118199155249491161?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5118199155249491161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=5118199155249491161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5118199155249491161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5118199155249491161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/january-2010.html' title='January 2010'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/S31USkTY0RI/AAAAAAAAAd0/RSgibQYXN3s/s72-c/113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-5089932453906478280</id><published>2010-02-18T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:49:41.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile!</title><content type='html'>So its been almost a whole year since I have posted on the blog. Life has been crazy for us the last year and I was a little over zealous about how much I wanted to post. So, the perfectionist in me quit when life got tough and I couldn't keep up with my own expectation of blogging once a week. So now, I have lowered the bar to once a month doing updates. If I do more, great, if not then I make my goal. So here we go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-5089932453906478280?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5089932453906478280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=5089932453906478280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5089932453906478280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5089932453906478280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-7597586180605900104</id><published>2008-12-24T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:03:20.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving at the Kientz's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKAN77Z1aI/AAAAAAAAAdU/nSsD2Nlr28s/s1600-h/IMG_2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283426289772516770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKAN77Z1aI/AAAAAAAAAdU/nSsD2Nlr28s/s320/IMG_2612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKANlrHkKI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ZAsHz3HQbjo/s1600-h/IMG_2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283426283798630562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKANlrHkKI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ZAsHz3HQbjo/s320/IMG_2585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKANKL3f1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/aBycjYotwzA/s1600-h/IMG_2592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283426276419796818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKANKL3f1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/aBycjYotwzA/s320/IMG_2592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKAM8ewhqI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wp_KNrlIGso/s1600-h/IMG_2561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283426272740935330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKAM8ewhqI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wp_KNrlIGso/s320/IMG_2561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKAMqBMVGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/h0VyvGZMOm4/s1600-h/IMG_2605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283426267785090146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKAMqBMVGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/h0VyvGZMOm4/s320/IMG_2605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this year I have been unbelievable swamped with Piggies and Paws prints which is the reason I am blogging about Thanksgiving at Christmas. For the last few weeks I have been living, breathing, eating and sleeping Piggies and Paws. So here I go with Thanksgiving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went upnorth to Jeremy's parents house for Thanksgiving. I always enjoy coming and joke that they live in the sticks but that is what I truely enjoy about it. Their house is literally 30 minutes from the Pokerville market which is their local grocery store. It is a scenic drive through winery's on the way up. Their home sits on a hill surrounded with a 360 degree view of lush hills and the mountains of Tahoe. Breathtaking! So, I feel like I am on vacation everytime we are here. Not just because of the scenery, but I have tons of help with the girls and Debbie practically lives in the kitchen cooking for all 15 of us. She is amazing and never complains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this Thanksgiving we spent it with lots of family enjoying all that we have been blessed with. As times are tough for many including us right now, I found myself really reflecting on what we have this year. Our kids, our health, family and friends, food, shelter, and the joy of knowing our Lord. We are so so blessed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures of our fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-7597586180605900104?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7597586180605900104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=7597586180605900104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/7597586180605900104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/7597586180605900104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-at-kientzs.html' title='Thanksgiving at the Kientz&apos;s'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SVKAN77Z1aI/AAAAAAAAAdU/nSsD2Nlr28s/s72-c/IMG_2612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-5637831726389425901</id><published>2008-11-26T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:31:44.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome little Emalene!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SS2HsiTrq9I/AAAAAAAAAbM/jafrFTU32xM/s1600-h/cora%27s+birth+of+emeline+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273019937914072018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SS2HsiTrq9I/AAAAAAAAAbM/jafrFTU32xM/s400/cora%27s+birth+of+emeline+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SS2GrSZMvnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/UUQcbt2orV0/s1600-h/cora%27s+birth+of+emeline+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273018816950746738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SS2GrSZMvnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/UUQcbt2orV0/s400/cora%27s+birth+of+emeline+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My newest little niece was born on Thursday, November 13th weighing in at 7 lbs and she is 19 inches long. Her name is Emalene Belle and she has the sweetest little face. She looks like the fairest of Cora's children yet with blond peach fuzz and, so far, bright blue eyes. Welcome Emalene! &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/684351689481214497-5637831726389425901?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5637831726389425901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=5637831726389425901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5637831726389425901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5637831726389425901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/welcome-little-emalene.html' title='Welcome little Emalene!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SS2HsiTrq9I/AAAAAAAAAbM/jafrFTU32xM/s72-c/cora%27s+birth+of+emeline+050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-7852801917610949745</id><published>2008-11-25T21:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:35:44.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madalyn's First Birthday Party AKA Armageddon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQdS24usaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/waLGvhbdwj4/s1600-h/madalyn%27s+1st+bday+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274873273366000034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQdS24usaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/waLGvhbdwj4/s320/madalyn%27s+1st+bday+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We celebrated Madalyn’s first birthday a week after she turned one with a birthday party. I found this perfect little park that was secluded and serene right by our house. It reminded me of her for some reason. We had a big bounce house with a slide, table and chairs we brought in, lots of food, and décor. So Saturday morning my in-laws, sister and brother in laws showed up early at my house to help with all the preparation. My father in law and Jeremy headed to the park to set up the bounce house, table and chairs and get the generator going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Sarah, and I showed up at the park to gale force winds and my sweet serene park had dirt and leaves flying everywhere. I tried to tell myself that the winds would die down any minute. Sarah sweetly reminded me that this is something out of my control so don’t focus on it. Good plan. So we continued to set up and the winds continued to strangely get stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My telephone started to ring about every 5 minutes or so with guests asking if we were still having the party. The third call, I asked why as I thought this was a strange question now. The caller told me of the wildfires going on. Wildfires? Bad fires all over and they were out of control, not to mention smoke cover over orange county. Weird because the sky was blue at the park…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQdR46trKI/AAAAAAAAAbk/JaK9O-DxMkk/s1600-h/madalyn%27s+1st+bday+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274873256731323554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQdR46trKI/AAAAAAAAAbk/JaK9O-DxMkk/s320/madalyn%27s+1st+bday+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we marched on with the party. The birthday girl showed up and really wanted to jump in that jumphouse. As time went on, quite a few people called and texted that they couldn’t come because they were be&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQf7o2RjZI/AAAAAAAAAcs/9m5c-_fraeQ/s1600-h/madalyn%27s+1st+bday+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274876172995497362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQf7o2RjZI/AAAAAAAAAcs/9m5c-_fraeQ/s320/madalyn%27s+1st+bday+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing evacuated from their home! My friends Derek and Sarah had to suddenly leave as they learned of fires and mandatory evacuation at their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sang happy birthday and had some cake. The smoke was starting to cover the park. We decided to open presents and one present later, I decided to pack up the party when it started to rain ash. Everyone at the party kicked it into high gear and packed up the party. It only took about 30 minutes! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQdTP7uHjI/AAAAAAAAAb8/NzGbcKuaFU4/s1600-h/PICT0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274873280089431602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQdTP7uHjI/AAAAAAAAAb8/NzGbcKuaFU4/s320/PICT0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was really fitting for her first birthday. It reminded me a lot of her birth. I had this beautiful thing in my head how everything was going to go, and then disaster struck! Luckily, nobody we knew lost their home but there were 180 homes in Yorba Linda lost. We later found out we evacuated the park at the right time because later a group of trees caught on fire there! Well Madalyn, Happy Birthday sweetie. It was definitely memorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274874564872501410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQeeCH3-KI/AAAAAAAAAcc/aS-qIqOrL6k/s320/madalyn%27s+1st+bday+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274874539829013474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQeck1Cq-I/AAAAAAAAAcM/L4YKUnm4850/s320/madalyn%27s+1st+bday+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274874565052108002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQeeCysjOI/AAAAAAAAAck/D41D5TdJp6o/s320/PICT0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274874531911931426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQecHVdliI/AAAAAAAAAcE/s-R11EdIr4A/s320/PICT0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274874548012454498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQedDUIEmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/_ddWuLU8S_Q/s320/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-7852801917610949745?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7852801917610949745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=7852801917610949745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/7852801917610949745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/7852801917610949745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/madalyns-first-birthday-party-aka.html' title='Madalyn&apos;s First Birthday Party AKA Armageddon!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/STQdS24usaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/waLGvhbdwj4/s72-c/madalyn%27s+1st+bday+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-780116264037267378</id><published>2008-11-25T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:16:19.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down South in Good Ol' Tennessee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SS3BuRT4NkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/8_QCIfl4mcM/s1600-h/IMG_9370+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273083739385640514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SS3BuRT4NkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/8_QCIfl4mcM/s400/IMG_9370+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a few weeks ago we had the opportunity to visit our dear friends, Ryan and Renee Hill, in Tennessee. In complete excitement I booked my flight along with the girls not thinking through the flight with them by myself. I figured ignorance is bliss and I wouldn't think about the flight till I had to. A few nights later I went into panic mode as I thought that I get airsick and need Dramamine, which completely knocks me out, and I was flying across the country with the girls. Well, the anticipation of the flight was much worse than the flight itself. They did really well and I made it in one piece to Tennessee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we were surprising my friend Renee as she had no clue I was coming with the girls. We showed up on her porch at about 8pm and her face was priceless as she asked, "How did you get here?" I replied, "On a plane!" The Frenzel's were in Tennessee too and had been there for a couple of days, so we all settled down together at the Hills apartment. We had 6 kids three years old down to infant in a 2 bedroom apartment with 5 adults. It was one of those crazy fun times that you make the sacrifice and compromise to hang out with your best friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we went to downtown Franklin to a Pumpkin Fest with the kids. The kids were so cute all dressed up in their costumes holding hands and walking down the street together. Ironically they all coordinated too and that happened before we even knew we were going to be in Tennessee for Halloween. Bella and Raylee were butterflies, Madalyn and Ava were bumblebees, Teagan was a flower, and Jackson was a bug catcher! The highlight of the day was the pony ride which they all enjoyed. Madalyn whined the whole time we were in line for the ponies and as soon as she was on it she just smiled and waved. She LOVED it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day Renee worked so Ryan took us to Opryland Hotel. It was really neat. It is basically an indoor mall that looks outdoors in this huge glass dome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That afternoon we went to a battlefield that was beautiful! One of the spots was called the slaughter house because so many lives were lost. It was neat see where history took place. That evening we met up with Renee and had dinner at the Mellow Mushroom. Isn't that a fun name for a pizza place. It was amazing pizza too-too bad it is a Tennessee thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning we went to the Parrish's house for breakfast and Arlyn put on an amazing spread for us. They have a beautiful home and it was so sweet of them to share it with us. Thank you for your hospitality! The kids watched a movie in the theatre and cuddled up together on the theatre chairs which was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day was Bella's 3rd birthday and we started off the day by making cupcakes with her friends. We then headed out to pick up Jeremy from the airport who greeted his big three year old with a hug and a special book. After that we went to downtown Nashville to do some sightseeing. It was really fun. It is always so neat for me to learn and see other parts of the country. I am fascinated with how other people live and what is normal life day in and day out. We got some ice cream and checked out some boot stores. Did you know that a pair of boots go for about $500? I had no idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we headed to a BBQ place and got some good southern bbq and celebrated Bella's birthday. Ironically, we never ate the cupcakes we made but did get her a piece of pie at the restaurant. After we sang to her she looks at me and says, "But mom, there is no candle." We told her to just pretend and blow it out anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Halloween, one of the big highlights of the trip was the pumpkin patch we found. It had this huge slide, tractor ride, and corn maze with these wagons to pull the kids in. So another fun thing we learned about Tennessee is that a pumpkin patch does not really have that many pumpkins. We were expecting a ton of pumpkins because of all the land out there but there were a handful of them instead. The kids and adults had a blast at the pumpkin patch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we headed over to the Leventhal's house for some trick or treating and dinner. We quickly dressed the kids in their costumes for some pictures and to get a couple of houses in. It was funny because the houses are SO big there that it took us about 30 minutes to get to about 4 houses. But that was just perfect for the kids. We then ended on the Leventhal's house and were welcomed with some of Lance's warm award winning chili and lots of other yummy foods. Cheryl's gracious hospitality was so so sweet. She made gift bags for the kids with homemade suckers and other goodies. Bella just loved hers! Thank you so much Cheryl for opening your home to us and making my kids feel so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning, the girls got to have some time to go to breakfast and do some shopping in downtown Franklin. It is so cute there with the greatest shops! It was fun to hang out with just Sarah and Renee- a great way to end the trip. Then off to the airport we went!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan and Renee- thank you for sharing your beautiful town with us and your home. I know it was anything but convenient for you and we appreciate your hospitality and flexibility! We miss you and will see you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the advantage of having a professional photographer on the trip so we have a TON of pictures. If you would like to see them just click on the link below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.snapfish.com/share/p=252291227999913641/l=451207462/g=42766192/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB" target="_blank"&gt;http://www2.snapfish.com/share/p=252291227999913641/l=451207462/g=42766192/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-780116264037267378?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/780116264037267378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=780116264037267378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/780116264037267378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/780116264037267378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/down-south-in-good-ol-tennessee.html' title='Down South in Good Ol&apos; Tennessee'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SS3BuRT4NkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/8_QCIfl4mcM/s72-c/IMG_9370+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-8364333063965791386</id><published>2008-11-09T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:49:48.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Madalyn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266808639788617570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SRd2jZqPD2I/AAAAAAAAAak/9fF10o74_wI/s400/madalyn+birth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266808642109413202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SRd2jiTjl1I/AAAAAAAAAas/ELK9u-AkCGA/s400/0034a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266808649275249058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SRd2j9ABkaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/FwahRuj1qPU/s400/0062P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SRd2kRkm2PI/AAAAAAAAAa8/49VMFELU1Ow/s1600-h/0043p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266808654797396210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SRd2kRkm2PI/AAAAAAAAAa8/49VMFELU1Ow/s400/0043p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So our little baby is one! We are officially parents of toddlers now. Madalyn danced on the phone to all who called and sang to her today. She would wave when they said hello and dance to "Happy Birthday to you!" It was precious. I can't believe a year ago today she was fighting for her life. I am so blessed that the Lord granted her life as she is a blessing to us everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She started walking a few weeks ago and now uses it as her main way to get around. Bella still yells out, "Oh my gosh mom, she's a little walker now. Look!" She weighs almost 22 pounds and is 30 inches long! She is tall for her age. She only says momma and only when she wants to. The rest of her communication is done through growling at you or signing. Mostly growling though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madalyn, we are so proud of you and can't wait to see what the next year brings. Happy birthday baby!&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/684351689481214497-8364333063965791386?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8364333063965791386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=8364333063965791386' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/8364333063965791386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/8364333063965791386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-madalyn.html' title='Happy Birthday Madalyn!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SRd2jZqPD2I/AAAAAAAAAak/9fF10o74_wI/s72-c/madalyn+birth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-1535348086066990480</id><published>2008-11-03T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:46:17.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madalyn's Allergy Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9--Vo-6gI/AAAAAAAAAac/j3Eqy1H6cIQ/s1600-h/IMG_2554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9--Vo-6gI/AAAAAAAAAac/j3Eqy1H6cIQ/s400/IMG_2554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264566098845428226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9-9zoBjlI/AAAAAAAAAaU/s1X_JHwn8QY/s1600-h/IMG_2553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9-9zoBjlI/AAAAAAAAAaU/s1X_JHwn8QY/s400/IMG_2553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264566089714601554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I took Madalyn to an allergist at CHOC for some allergy testing.  As most of you know she has had many allergic reactions to foods since she started solids.   She has a long list of foods she can't eat and a very short list of what she can.  Her system is very sensitive and has puzzled many doctors so they sent her to an allergist to see if we could get any answers.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doctor had great bedside manner and was very attentive to details.  I really liked him a lot.  They did some scratch testing on her back and performed 20 different tests.  They tested her for many foods and some normal allergens in the environment to see her patterns.  I held her as they wiped down her back with alcohol pads and drew 20 lines and numbered them.  The nurse then took out these little plastic cap looking things that were sharp on one end and dipped them into different things.  She would drop the liquid on her back and then poke it to get it into her blood system.  Madalyn didn't even cry.  They kept commenting on what a good patient she was and I was pretty impressed myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then waited for about 15 minutes to see how her skin reacted.  The doctor came back in and read the results and she was deemed as having no classic allergic reactions.  He said that is good in a lot of ways but also bad.  Good because she probably will never have an anaphalactic reaction to food.  Bad because we still don't really know what is going on with her.  Her reactions to some foods come out as classic allergic reactions (hives, wheezing, swollen face, behavioral changes, and stomach upset) but her tests are showing negative.   The one red bump on her back is a positive control so that is what they should have looked like if she had an allergy to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom line is that we still do what we are d0ing.  Introduce one thing at a time and keep a food log.  He said she might grow out of it or it might turn into an allergy someday.  Thanks for all your prayers and if you could continue to lift her up for healing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-1535348086066990480?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1535348086066990480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=1535348086066990480' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/1535348086066990480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/1535348086066990480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/madalyns-allergy-testing.html' title='Madalyn&apos;s Allergy Testing'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9--Vo-6gI/AAAAAAAAAac/j3Eqy1H6cIQ/s72-c/IMG_2554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-3865584006310271</id><published>2008-11-03T13:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:30:18.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's Birthday Bash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ97UU0vf8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/-a6yf4kRGaI/s1600-h/IMG_2264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ97UU0vf8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/-a6yf4kRGaI/s320/IMG_2264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264562078536925122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ97ULF5okI/AAAAAAAAAaE/LYWDC7dv-rg/s1600-h/IMG_2298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ97ULF5okI/AAAAAAAAAaE/LYWDC7dv-rg/s320/IMG_2298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264562075924537922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ97TmA8lXI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/IGwAaZHlYcc/s1600-h/IMG_2261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ97TmA8lXI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/IGwAaZHlYcc/s320/IMG_2261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264562065971647858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ95OqG-CeI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/4F-R7ywC7X8/s1600-h/IMG_2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ95OqG-CeI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/4F-R7ywC7X8/s320/IMG_2241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264559782148049378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ95OB3STFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/2Rd6ia5jW2I/s1600-h/IMG_2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ95OB3STFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/2Rd6ia5jW2I/s320/IMG_2220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264559771344850002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ95NgWbswI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Qt12gvcB6i0/s1600-h/IMG_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ95NgWbswI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Qt12gvcB6i0/s320/IMG_2214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264559762348684034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ95NFZRFqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/QpCb6IyAZtw/s1600-h/IMG_2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ95NFZRFqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/QpCb6IyAZtw/s320/IMG_2215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264559755112814242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ91ZuDJzLI/AAAAAAAAAZU/yBxrWOqEPnM/s1600-h/IMG_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ91ZuDJzLI/AAAAAAAAAZU/yBxrWOqEPnM/s400/IMG_2211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264555574137834674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little girl is growing up so quickly!  Her birthday party was a low key get together with family and close friends in the park.  It was so nice to be able to spend the afternoon with everyone celebrating Bella.  She looked so sweet and had so much fun.  We had snacks and cake that Bella made and decorated by herself.  The fun highlight was a princess crown pinata. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is funny as a parent how you begin to live vicariously through your kids.  I think I had more fun opening her gifts then she did.  My brother got her a Cabbage Patch Doll that eats ice cream.  The ice cream and the dolls tongue is magnetic so when you put them near each other they connect.  It is pretty cool and although Bella was really really excited about it, I might have been more!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to all who celebrated with us! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-3865584006310271?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3865584006310271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=3865584006310271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3865584006310271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3865584006310271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/bellas-birthday-bash.html' title='Bella&apos;s Birthday Bash!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ97UU0vf8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/-a6yf4kRGaI/s72-c/IMG_2264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-3445287632350949699</id><published>2008-11-03T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:55:14.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Fun at California Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9zKqx8PlI/AAAAAAAAAZM/FED2cyZnSG4/s1600-h/P1010768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9zKqx8PlI/AAAAAAAAAZM/FED2cyZnSG4/s400/P1010768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264553116539043410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9y3_IWgbI/AAAAAAAAAZE/tDnUm8AG5Ns/s1600-h/P1010766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9y3_IWgbI/AAAAAAAAAZE/tDnUm8AG5Ns/s400/P1010766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264552795584233906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9yoOQen8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/ol6zifkoCxY/s1600-h/P1010755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9yoOQen8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/ol6zifkoCxY/s400/P1010755.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264552524766945218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9ynmsQ2LI/AAAAAAAAAY0/wQwl2HxlOSw/s1600-h/P1010752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9ynmsQ2LI/AAAAAAAAAY0/wQwl2HxlOSw/s400/P1010752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264552514146064562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9x2AJpXTI/AAAAAAAAAYs/2bvbXnAiCuA/s1600-h/P1010741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9x2AJpXTI/AAAAAAAAAYs/2bvbXnAiCuA/s400/P1010741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264551661986733362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family got together for some Halloween fun at California Adventure this year.  It was our first time and it was so fun.  Totally worth it.  They have trick or treating stations and rides open as well as dance parties with characters in many spots throughout the park.  We danced for about an hour at one of the dance parties with everyone.  Bella was fearful of anyone that was dressed up unless they were a princess.  I was the same way as a kid so I can relate to the fear.  But besides that it was a blast.  Here are some pictures of the highlights.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-3445287632350949699?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3445287632350949699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=3445287632350949699' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3445287632350949699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3445287632350949699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-fun-at-california-adventure.html' title='Halloween Fun at California Adventure'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9zKqx8PlI/AAAAAAAAAZM/FED2cyZnSG4/s72-c/P1010768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-6584079213804405001</id><published>2008-11-03T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:43:17.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's First Sleepover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9wXVikcDI/AAAAAAAAAYk/u7JA0iadyrk/s1600-h/P1010737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9wXVikcDI/AAAAAAAAAYk/u7JA0iadyrk/s400/P1010737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264550035640840242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9wW9T6hPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TSjtBVGnhRE/s1600-h/P1010734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9wW9T6hPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TSjtBVGnhRE/s400/P1010734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264550029136921842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Bella had her first sleepover with her cousin Peyton.  Peyton actually attemped to spend the night at our house the weekend before with her brother, Ethan, and she wanted to go home at about 9:30.  So, the following weekend we had Bella go spend the night.  My independent little Bella prompts me to "just drop my stuff off on the porch mom" when I dropped her off.  I had to chase her down for a kiss.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the girls apparantly gave my poor sister a run for her money.  At eight months pregnant she had high hopes of having them asleep by 9.  No such luck...two spanks and some firm talks they fell asleep a little after midnight.  At 7 in the morning when she got up she found Bella undressed and coloring downstairs by herself.  I asked her what she was doing downstairs and she replied, "Looking for stickers and candy corn."   Thats my girl! &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/684351689481214497-6584079213804405001?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6584079213804405001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=6584079213804405001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/6584079213804405001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/6584079213804405001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/bellas-first-sleepover.html' title='Bella&apos;s First Sleepover'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SQ9wXVikcDI/AAAAAAAAAYk/u7JA0iadyrk/s72-c/P1010737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-7859718855612086043</id><published>2008-10-09T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T06:39:39.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NICU Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SO4Eo4gjuUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Gn4GXN4fLnI/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255142915598170434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SO4Eo4gjuUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Gn4GXN4fLnI/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past Sunday we went to St. Jude's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; reunion. Every year they throw a big party for all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; graduates and all the nurses and doctors come to see the kids. It was really great to be able to bring Madalyn to thank the staff. The theme was "Under the Sea" so Bella was just in her own world at the party. She can sing the whole song "Part of your World" from Little Mermaid and that is a whole other blog to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top picture is Madalyn with her nurse Mary. Mary took care of Madalyn for most of the days she was in there. She was so great and exactly what I needed in a nurse with a baby in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;. She was always straight up with me and very informative. She told me what I needed to hear and when I needed to hear it. Madalyn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; excellent care from her (and all the staff) but Mary is especially close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SO4Gtj5PRQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/KtdXZU5r6YE/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255145194987144450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" height="270" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SO4Gtj5PRQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/KtdXZU5r6YE/s400/070.JPG" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SO4Gtj5PRQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/KtdXZU5r6YE/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above is of Madalyn's first little roommate, Olivia. They roomed together in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; for the week Madalyn was there. Olivia was born at 23 weeks and made a miraculous recovery. Her parents were so sweet and encouraging to us when we were there. Olivia was probably the size of Jeremy's hand when we left the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; and she went home a couple of months later. I printed her tiny little feet for Piggies and Paws and remember how incredibly small she was. It was really good to see her so big and healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SO4Gbim-8eI/AAAAAAAAAYM/_wd2MJ_KbtE/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255144885404496354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SO4Gbim-8eI/AAAAAAAAAYM/_wd2MJ_KbtE/s400/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one last fun one with Madalyn and Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ahmlee&lt;/span&gt;. He dressed up in a scuba outfit which I thought was a lot of fun for a busy doctor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-7859718855612086043?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7859718855612086043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=7859718855612086043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/7859718855612086043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/7859718855612086043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/nicu-reunion.html' title='NICU Reunion'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SO4Eo4gjuUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Gn4GXN4fLnI/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-5275820979915564446</id><published>2008-09-16T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:26:40.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_ONuFbxRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8mlTQkWGRKo/s1600-h/141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246638826014360850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_ONuFbxRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8mlTQkWGRKo/s320/141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Disneyland passes are about to expire so we have been going as often as possible to make the most of it. Here are some photos of our last trip. It started off with a parade and the girls were enamored. Especially Bella because she is facinated by princesses. Here they are looking at the princesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246638812357269314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_OM7NVF0I/AAAAAAAAASA/ZIOBwwcQVTA/s320/125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going on the Matterhorn.  She is a girl after my own heart and has been riding this ride since she was tall enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246638813844739666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_ONAv-FlI/AAAAAAAAASI/jyq8WpeQQA0/s320/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cute shot on the carousel with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246639885314141682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_PLYSLrfI/AAAAAAAAASw/C9nGvhD4I14/s320/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Driving with Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246639881554030770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_PLKRs8LI/AAAAAAAAASo/Wdr_6WZvgp4/s320/145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Driving with Madalyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246639878649424818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_PK_dMK7I/AAAAAAAAASg/s7XEJSu0O_g/s320/131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanging out with Momma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246638830344414450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_ON-NzJPI/AAAAAAAAASY/yfxiv-m-yn8/s320/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And our personal favorite, a video of Bella on the toon town roller coaster.  She is so serious and does this low yell thing that is a riot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-14c7d470af86bb10" 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://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14c7d470af86bb10%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D325A4C02AE93F82FFA859D9CBFF6D0C2DA73DA54.6388BF9879AEB8ABCFF47225A509C16ADD56154D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14c7d470af86bb10%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQsJuzuMGByKXNxBALd3Hz1UOTls&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://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14c7d470af86bb10%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D325A4C02AE93F82FFA859D9CBFF6D0C2DA73DA54.6388BF9879AEB8ABCFF47225A509C16ADD56154D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14c7d470af86bb10%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQsJuzuMGByKXNxBALd3Hz1UOTls&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-5275820979915564446?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=14c7d470af86bb10&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5275820979915564446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=5275820979915564446' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5275820979915564446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5275820979915564446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/disneyland-fun.html' title='Disneyland Fun'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_ONuFbxRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8mlTQkWGRKo/s72-c/141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-3810445716321262686</id><published>2008-09-15T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:33:51.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's gymnastics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM8uAmrY-pI/AAAAAAAAAR4/QPYK6jm23Is/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246462678827334290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM8uAmrY-pI/AAAAAAAAAR4/QPYK6jm23Is/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we signed Bella up for gymnastics a few weeks ago trying to channel all of that 2 year old energy. Her first class was fun for us and we were floored at how good she was. The teacher would show her once what to do and then she would just go and do it. They keep saying, "Wow, how old is she? Two- really!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246642455226237570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_Rg98-QoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zs98h_Oy8sU/s320/101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all know that Jeremy has a competitive side as he played soccer for years and almost went pro. What we were surprised about was my competitive nature coming out too- well, I did compete in highschool in gymnastics so there is history there for me. So, Jeremy and I start calculating how old she would be when she could go to the Olympics- no I am not joking it would be 2020. We have already booked our hotels! Just kidding, but if you have seen Jeremy and Bella's balancing tricks you may have already thought this as well. Poor Bella...I think it will be good for her when I get out of the mommy and me class! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246642460622114386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM_RhSDczlI/AAAAAAAAATA/hMzs1vMG-dk/s320/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is a little video of her on the tramopline for the first time.  Her favorite activity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c82ef55d5f1d698e" 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://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc82ef55d5f1d698e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11994CAE717B31847927401489189800B070A664.246E561DA08B2318F23E6243A2676B2592DD842A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc82ef55d5f1d698e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSlWkcaRu5nK2poBZs0g8wYIc12A&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://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc82ef55d5f1d698e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11994CAE717B31847927401489189800B070A664.246E561DA08B2318F23E6243A2676B2592DD842A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc82ef55d5f1d698e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSlWkcaRu5nK2poBZs0g8wYIc12A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-3810445716321262686?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c82ef55d5f1d698e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3810445716321262686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=3810445716321262686' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3810445716321262686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3810445716321262686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/bellas-gymnastics.html' title='Bella&apos;s gymnastics'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SM8uAmrY-pI/AAAAAAAAAR4/QPYK6jm23Is/s72-c/103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-4577227204137242877</id><published>2008-09-15T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:48:46.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madalyn's 9 month Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SNHNJQG5mnI/AAAAAAAAATY/8CcyHdMPirQ/s1600-h/0011p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247200599689763442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SNHNJQG5mnI/AAAAAAAAATY/8CcyHdMPirQ/s320/0011p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, she is growing up so quickly and my baby is quickly becoming my little girl. I think we are a few weeks from walking and talking is right around the corner. She is coming into her personality and she is a sweetie. She chases Bella around and allows herself to be dragged around by her as well. She has started to growl loudly if Bella comes behind her and tries to pick her up. She wants to do things on her own. Madalyn has always loved to be held and is my cuddlebug. She loves to be cheek to cheek and gives kisses. We are still dealing with allergies to food and she will be seeing an allergist shortly to figure out the next best thing to do for her. She can't eat much because she has allergic reactions to a lot of things but the handful of things that she can eat (carrots, grapes, watermelon, and soy beans) are always a big hit. She waves, claps, and signs "all done", and says mama sometimes. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247200588472956498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SNHNImUmtlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/EMqFYaKFpIs/s320/0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends, Sarah Frenzel, shot these pics of Madalyn. Madalyn has never been a fan of the photo shoot thing. And now that she is mobile she was constantly trying to get away from us. Another funny thing is, she is not going to be my girlie girl like Bella. She doesn't like clips in her hair or headbands- much less tutus and tulle wrapped around her cute little self. So, before she can tell me she hates it and won't wear it, I wrapped her in it from head to toe! She wasn't too happy about it but settled into the idea about an hour into the shoot. Sarah is always so wonderful and patient with us. I am ready to throw in the towel after about 20 minutes of jumping up and down acting crazy to try and get the child to smile. But Sarah is so encouraging and kept saying, "Come on, we're going to get it!" And she did of course. Thanks Sarah!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247202382082005778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SNHOxACU2xI/AAAAAAAAAT4/97fltSrbeDY/s320/0086p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247202073318390578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SNHOfBzV-zI/AAAAAAAAATg/P9nj3Wu4TRU/s320/0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247202081321752514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SNHOffnfl8I/AAAAAAAAATo/zS_3T64RKgQ/s320/0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247202081601076210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SNHOfgqFu_I/AAAAAAAAATw/bh7jVxPQweg/s320/0059p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247199861147487522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SNHMeQ0szSI/AAAAAAAAATI/meCxBquwp5o/s400/0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few on Sarah's website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sfphoto.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://sfphoto.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&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/684351689481214497-4577227204137242877?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4577227204137242877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=4577227204137242877' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/4577227204137242877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/4577227204137242877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/madalyns-9-month-pictures.html' title='Madalyn&apos;s 9 month Pictures!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SNHNJQG5mnI/AAAAAAAAATY/8CcyHdMPirQ/s72-c/0011p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-5855569001769400369</id><published>2008-09-01T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:09:04.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somerset Family Vacation 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this blog post is long overdue! For the last week we have been battling baby plagues around here. Madalyn was hit with croup first, then Bella and I had the stomach flu, and now Bella has croup too. It has been an exciting week. Anyways, we had a really fun trip up to Jeremy's parents house and wanted to share...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gas prices were so high we decided to fly for the first time with the girls upnorth. His parents live about an hour or so out of Sacremento and we always joke they are in the sticks. They really are, but in wine country. It is so beautiful but pretty far out there. They live about 25 minutes from a grocery store to give you an idea. Okay, so we flew and it was so so nice. Amber and Trevor were on the same flight and it was great to have an extra set of hands. We packed light but if you have ever flown with two kids, it is quite the experience just getting on the plane. We had the carseats, a small stroller, and two bags, a diaper bag and a carry on. Then there is putting it all through the scanner, taking off the kids shoes, taking them out of the stroller, and then organizing everything again on the other side. But definately worth the flight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone was able to come up for the visit. Jeremy is one of six and then 3 of the older ones are married, and two of the families have kids. So all in all there were 15 of us under one roof. Cozy! We had a great time celebrating birthdays, hanging out with extended family (which is about 40 people total when we are all together), playing games, swimming, and of course eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlight of the trip was white water rafting. His parents spoiled us all and took us on an all day rafting trip with class 4 and 5 rapids. I have to admit, I was a little freaked out. I had been rafting before but when I was young and childless. But I made it out with only a few knarly bruises on my shins and feet and I never fell out. Amber and Trevor fell out on the biggest rapid and Missie almost did but her dad caught her in mid air and pulled her back in. We have frame by frame pictures of the event and it is pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella misses you all and asks contantly when we will see you again. Thanks so much for your hospitality and generousity. We had an amazing time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To view the pics (because blogger is not letting me post any right now!) click on the snapfish link below!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.snapfish.com/share/p=76611220333369476/l=422273329/g=42766192/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB"&gt;http://www2.snapfish.com/share/p=76611220333369476/l=422273329/g=42766192/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&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/684351689481214497-5855569001769400369?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5855569001769400369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=5855569001769400369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5855569001769400369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5855569001769400369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/somerset-family-vacation-2008.html' title='Somerset Family Vacation 2008'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-3430546879196445180</id><published>2008-07-30T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:18:21.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremy's new job</title><content type='html'>So I promised to keep everyone posted about Jeremy's job and we had an huge adventure for the last few months trying to figure out where he was suppose to be and what God made him to do.  It started with the strength finder test and a lot of wise counsel from people that Jeremy loves and respects.  It was really neat to see the process unfold and see how God's faithfulness brought us to that spot and pulled us through. &lt;br /&gt;One of his first job leads was with a production company in Orange County that does everything from commercials to TV series.  They approached him and had 5 interviews!!!  They gave him the strength finder test and through everything decided that he would be a great fit for the company.  It is a dream position for him and we never thought he would be able to use his degree and talents doing something he loves. &lt;br /&gt;It is a huge blessing and he absolutely LOVES his job.  He is the Executive Producer/ Sales for the production company and gets to use his creative side every day at work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-3430546879196445180?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3430546879196445180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=3430546879196445180' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3430546879196445180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3430546879196445180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/jeremys-new-job.html' title='Jeremy&apos;s new job'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-5638190970984094977</id><published>2008-07-30T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:08:42.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madalyn crawls and dances...</title><content type='html'>So Madalyn started crawling a couple of weeks ago and now she is really good. We are constantly saying, "Watch out, here comes trouble!" She already has what I call "little sister syndrome". She wants to get into everything and do everything that Bella is doing. Something else she has been doing for months now is this funky little dance with her shoulders. This baby has moves I have never seen before! So here is a video of the girl in action- I edited the dancing and crawling into one video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-acf7cc56b1e91dac" 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://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dacf7cc56b1e91dac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2425746402B34E079125673188CCB5250297A20C.70519B3BDEF97F2896CC0024370EBD4FDCA755C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dacf7cc56b1e91dac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJfBveZvpoYXVYpabsHouqSHO644&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://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dacf7cc56b1e91dac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2425746402B34E079125673188CCB5250297A20C.70519B3BDEF97F2896CC0024370EBD4FDCA755C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dacf7cc56b1e91dac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJfBveZvpoYXVYpabsHouqSHO644&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-5638190970984094977?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=acf7cc56b1e91dac&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5638190970984094977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=5638190970984094977' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5638190970984094977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/5638190970984094977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/madalyn-crawls-and-dances.html' title='Madalyn crawls and dances...'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-4853976647250190777</id><published>2008-07-30T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:46:11.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week With Aunt Tori!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEvjHuZkbI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/eCEO-azNtso/s1600-h/IMG_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229012922769445298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEvjHuZkbI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/eCEO-azNtso/s400/IMG_1163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past week we had the pleasure of having Bella's Aunt Tori stay with us. She stayed in Bella's room with her and Bella had a special bed in the closet while Tori slept in Bella's bed. It was so funny and Bella thought it was great. We had such a good time hanging out and here are some of the highlights. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEv0n0qykI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KTPNlBRJ0iA/s1600-h/IMG_1164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229013223443450434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEv0n0qykI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KTPNlBRJ0iA/s320/IMG_1164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second day Tori was here, we went to the Orange County Fair and Tori entered the baking contest for kids. She made an awesome Oreo Cookie Cheesecake and won first place as well as best of class. It was fun! We spent the rest of the time riding on rides and eating. Bella loved riding all the rides with her aunt and thought she was big enough to go on the big kid rides. She cried hysterically when she couldn't go on the biggest ride at the fair with us. :) Sarah, Derek, Patty and Ferdie met up with us and Bella and Jackson wandered the fair holding hands. After a few trip and falls we forced them to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEyz00f0xI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CINcLI6uXv0/s1600-h/IMG_1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229016508287406866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEyz00f0xI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CINcLI6uXv0/s320/IMG_1184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEzXkb54LI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9GDhIDAwapo/s1600-h/IMG_1192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229017122364580018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEzXkb54LI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9GDhIDAwapo/s320/IMG_1192.JPG" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJE049Hbe4I/AAAAAAAAARA/Z7E2ZQzkoag/s1600-h/IMG_1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229018795436899202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJE049Hbe4I/AAAAAAAAARA/Z7E2ZQzkoag/s320/IMG_1209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next couple of days we had fun watching movies, playing around the house and picnicing at the park. We were pleased to experience Tori's first meal at Burger King with her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEy0ZEtp-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/3Y_PWPbs1Cg/s1600-h/IMG_1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229016518019098594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEy0ZEtp-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/3Y_PWPbs1Cg/s320/IMG_1215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last evening we went down to the crazy beach and the girls played in the water for a little bit. We then went to Ruby's on the pier and met up with Amber and Trevor for dinner. We had a stranger take one picture of us on the pier after dinner and it was surprisingly a great picture of everyone. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEzYEZ2MnI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/F73UeC8gcqk/s1600-h/IMG_1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229017130945884786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEzYEZ2MnI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/F73UeC8gcqk/s320/IMG_1265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Tori for coming and staying with us. We had such fun and miss you already!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-4853976647250190777?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4853976647250190777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=4853976647250190777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/4853976647250190777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/4853976647250190777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/week-with-aunt-tori.html' title='A Week With Aunt Tori!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SJEvjHuZkbI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/eCEO-azNtso/s72-c/IMG_1163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-6775329159710233553</id><published>2008-07-12T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T10:24:20.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But it was so naughty when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHjolVdFTkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KzwvFXpHCUk/s1600-h/wall+art+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222179496048021058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHjolVdFTkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KzwvFXpHCUk/s400/wall+art+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella had a really hard day yesterday. She sometimes doesn't nap and then it backfires on her in the evening when she can't function because she is so tired. So the night usually ends in tears and fits. It was one of those days. So this morning when she woke up early, Jeremy went into her room and told her she needed to have some quiet time and play by herself. She came to her doorway about 30 minutes later and said, "Are you guys up?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She hopped into bed and we all were cuddling together. I was praising her for doing such a good job at quietly playing by herself in her room. I was overly praising and went on and on about what a good girl she was and what a good listener she was being. She listened intently, then looked at me and said. "Yeah, but it was pretty naughty when I colored all over my walls." I stared at her blankly as it took a moment to sink in. She has never done this before and clearly new it was naughty as she announced that aspect of it on her own. I popped out of bed and went into her room to find sure enough, walls with crayon all over them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After and good talking to, we went and grabbed the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser, which is the best invention ever by the way, and she started to clean up. She doesn't have enough muscle to get the colors off the wall so she starts to panic a little bit. I tell her she better pray it comes off so without skipping a beat she says, "Dear Jesus, thank you for letting me color on my walls. Please let it come off now. Amen." &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/684351689481214497-6775329159710233553?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6775329159710233553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=6775329159710233553' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/6775329159710233553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/6775329159710233553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/but-it-was-so-naughty-when.html' title='But it was so naughty when...'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHjolVdFTkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KzwvFXpHCUk/s72-c/wall+art+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-3985448373421619952</id><published>2008-07-12T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:10:02.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Header Picture!</title><content type='html'>Yeah for our new header picture! Yesterday we headed over to Craig Park and set up our camera on a tripod to get some family shots. I thought it would all be a wash but we actually got a few decent ones surprisingly enough. So I sent our favorite over to one of my best friends, Sarah, and she added some fun things to it and turned it sepia. I LOVE it! Thanks so much Sarah. She has a photography business and does amazing work. Her website can be found at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sarahfrenzel.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if you have a minute to check her out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-3985448373421619952?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3985448373421619952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=3985448373421619952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3985448373421619952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3985448373421619952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-header-picture.html' title='New Header Picture!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-5014159081960026658</id><published>2008-07-08T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:44:33.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stomach Flu, Unemployment, and Sweet Baby Girls!</title><content type='html'>As the stomach flu has run rampant through our house the last two weeks (it started with Bella, then went to me, then to Jeremy, then to me again, and now to Madalyn) we have had a lot of time to lay around. It gets pretty funny when I am making meals and think, "What would be good if anyone has to throw it up?" When we are tucking in our children at night with bowls by their beds and towels under their heads I just pray that we won't have any big exciting episodes in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, Jeremy is unemployed right now. We like to call it "in between jobs". But in all seriousness, it has been a huge blessing to see how God is moving in our lives right now. He had 2 strong leads from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; and now has an offer coming up next week. The company is really neat and has given him the strength finder test which is where his whole soul searching journey began a few months ago.  They feel that his strengths will be a great fit for their company.  How neat is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I can't help but feel like we are under attack- physically, mentally &amp;amp; emotionally. Thanks for all of your prayers and we will keep you posted. It has been complete joy to watch Bella and Madalyn together lately. Madalyn is starting to crawl and Bella has just embraced her! She has all these little nicknames for her that we don't call her so it is funny. Besides "Magpie" (which she tells people is Madalyn's name when we are in public) she calls her sweet pie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maggie&lt;/span&gt; poo, stinker winker, and sweetheart. It is so cute. And Madalyn just thinks she is the funniest thing ever. The other day, Madalyn was hysterical as Bella ran circles around her and we caught some on video. 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We first went to the local Br&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFq8atlMGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rihgdK5DBxk/s1600-h/Forth+of+July+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220071029294313570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFq8atlMGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rihgdK5DBxk/s320/Forth+of+July+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ea fair that happens every year. Bella had a good time riding the rides and hanging out with her friend Jackson. We entered Madalyn in the beautiful baby contest and hoped that she would follow in her sister's footsteps (Bella won 2nd two years ago). But she didn't so we declared her our most beautiful baby of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFrjnSr23I/AAAAAAAAAPU/gmZWpCPfizY/s1600-h/Forth+of+July+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220071702686063474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFrjnSr23I/AAAAAAAAAPU/gmZWpCPfizY/s200/Forth+of+July+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFrjnSr23I/AAAAAAAAAPU/gmZWpCPfizY/s1600-h/Forth+of+July+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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;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&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFtC8qCuiI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6U3PApue3P0/s1600-h/Forth+of+July+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220073340508748322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFtC8qCuiI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6U3PApue3P0/s320/Forth+of+July+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFsrRXRwZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qHxEscU1CqQ/s1600-h/Forth+of+July+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220072933750325650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFsrRXRwZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qHxEscU1CqQ/s200/Forth+of+July+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After naps, we headed to the Pittams to hang out with Aunt Amber and Uncle Trevor. Bella loves the water and was so excited to swim with them. They have a slide and diving board that she just loved! The child has no fear at all and she just hopped right up the slide and slid down by herself over and over. She wore everyone else out before she wore out herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That evening we went to the Yorba Linda fireworks and hung out with friends and family. They put on a great show there and it is always one of my favorite things to do. Bella was really freaked out with the whole anticipation of the fireworks but ended up loving it. Madalyn was not phased at all about the whole thing. She hung out in her carseat with her pacifier in her mouth watching the show. The cutest thing for me was watching Bella, Peyton and Ava hang out together and watch the show. You would think that 2 and 3 year olds would not have that much to talk about. But these girls sat side by side and chatted through the whole show. About what color each firework was and what their favorite was and which firework looked like which princess. I was quite impressed. And then there was Jackson right next to them, laying down and ohhing over each one. So the differences are already so apparant and so fun to watch! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220075485458344466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFu_zN4KhI/AAAAAAAAAPs/eOyWGGmGt2A/s320/Forth+of+July+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to check out more pictures, please click on the following link: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.snapfish.com/share/p=19961215396134090/l=404240996/g=42766192/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB"&gt;http://www2.snapfish.com/share/p=19961215396134090/l=404240996/g=42766192/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-1236836745066093498?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1236836745066093498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=1236836745066093498' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/1236836745066093498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/1236836745066093498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-4th-of-july.html' title='Our 4th of July!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SHFpv7nznBI/AAAAAAAAAPE/WQJDVvfDvOI/s72-c/Forth+of+July+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-4786555543760935327</id><published>2008-07-01T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:24:08.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madalyn's room and Bella's big girl bed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7XY1rVCI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9sqUoI2HoLc/s1600-h/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218189128741114914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7XY1rVCI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9sqUoI2HoLc/s320/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a few restless nights with Madalyn and Bella sharing a room, we decided to convert the office into Madalyn's room. I LOVE decorating so I had so much fun with this project! I made all of the crib bedding and I really was happy with how it came out (thanks Aunt Debbie for teaching me all your skills!). I messed up on the bedskirt because I forgot to put the pleat in. I made these fabric roses instead and I loved that I forgot the pleat because they just might be my favorite part of the bedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7Xxv1qwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/poT4lgIgVF0/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218189135427513090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7Xxv1qwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/poT4lgIgVF0/s320/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had this shelf and painted it and Jeremy distressed it to go with the shabby chic of the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7YNFFwhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/802ilLMRBT0/s1600-h/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218189142764405266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7YNFFwhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/802ilLMRBT0/s320/131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7YWYSRMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tkSHimSAzy8/s1600-h/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218189145260836034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7YWYSRMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tkSHimSAzy8/s320/135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeremy made these amazing frames, painted, and then distressed them. He does such an awesome job and it might be one of my favorite parts of the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7YyRSfsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/B-En9Q1UdqM/s1600-h/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218189152747683522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7YyRSfsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/B-En9Q1UdqM/s320/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218190308923274642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq8cFXB9ZI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9jEHU98aXII/s320/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These two pieces of furniture we found on Craigs List (my new favorite hobby). The green armoire came that color and matched my swatch of paint from home depot perfectly. It was such a blessing! We painted and distressed the chest of drawers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218190323805896850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq8c8zUwJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/cZEaQKEt94Y/s320/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218190331767311922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq8dadeTjI/AAAAAAAAAO8/L7GsmOrxkt4/s320/127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Next came Bella's room for a little bit of rearranging. After a night of the vomiting flu I decided that she needed a bed for us both to sleep in on nights like that. Her crib converts into a full bed so it was an easy transition for us. She looks so little sleeping in such a big bed! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now...what next...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-4786555543760935327?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4786555543760935327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=4786555543760935327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/4786555543760935327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/4786555543760935327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/madalyn-room-and-bellas-big-girl-bed.html' title='Madalyn&apos;s room and Bella&apos;s big girl bed!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGq7XY1rVCI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9sqUoI2HoLc/s72-c/128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-2883785836770358811</id><published>2008-07-01T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:43:26.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressing up with Bella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqx3sA-hrI/AAAAAAAAAM0/8uYY6RCKINw/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218178688528320178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqx3sA-hrI/AAAAAAAAAM0/8uYY6RCKINw/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqx4M2WroI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ibKNNU96sKQ/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218178697342135938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqx4M2WroI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ibKNNU96sKQ/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqx4cCSdxI/AAAAAAAAANE/Lv1SR_MKd8I/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218178701418723090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqx4cCSdxI/AAAAAAAAANE/Lv1SR_MKd8I/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqx5AZlYUI/AAAAAAAAANM/XwOrmIuwy8s/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218178711180108098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqx5AZlYUI/AAAAAAAAANM/XwOrmIuwy8s/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you all know by now that Bella loves to play dress up.  I had to post some pictures of her recently with her friends dressed up.  As soon as anyone comes over she takes off running and comes out dressed up in something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;foofy&lt;/span&gt;.  Poor Jackson has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;succumbed&lt;/span&gt; to the peer pressure and joins in on the dress up game.  We are going to have to get some fireman outfits or something boyish so his father doesn't have to see him walking around in high heels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; they come over.   My make up is off limits now and she can get the caps off and wants to put that on.  As you can see she has amazing skills with lipstick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-2883785836770358811?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2883785836770358811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=2883785836770358811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/2883785836770358811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/2883785836770358811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/dressing-up-with-bella.html' title='Dressing up with Bella'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqx3sA-hrI/AAAAAAAAAM0/8uYY6RCKINw/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-8736702978941835193</id><published>2008-07-01T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:31:34.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquR6IKgZI/AAAAAAAAAME/x8Q0KSFum24/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174740946649490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquR6IKgZI/AAAAAAAAAME/x8Q0KSFum24/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquSYGLLuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/K3a6Qsi5kA0/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174748991368930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquSYGLLuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/K3a6Qsi5kA0/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquTLsLkBI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xpwBbBEhsr8/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174762840985618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquTLsLkBI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xpwBbBEhsr8/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquTVcclWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/C4FdTm1JC4w/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174765459346786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquTVcclWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/C4FdTm1JC4w/s320/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquT7ZU4iI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4cRXPBb7VO8/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174775646806562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquT7ZU4iI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4cRXPBb7VO8/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent a beautiful summer day at the beach with family last week. We met up with my cousin, Ian, who is my grandma's nephew. It was really great to see him and catch up with him. We had lunch and then headed to the beach for some fun in the sun. Bella loves to dig and play with her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sandtoys&lt;/span&gt;. I think Jeremy secretly does too. He always heads right down to the water with her and digs a pool or huge hole that is bigger than her. This time he dug a moat and then made a little pool for Madalyn to play around in. All the cousins loved it and had fun building and swimming together and Madalyn enjoyed eating sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I got this sweet picture of the girls hugging in front of the water. One of my favorites!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218176663193194898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqwBzDdEZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/FFMUQB8BBkQ/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /&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/684351689481214497-8736702978941835193?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8736702978941835193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=8736702978941835193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/8736702978941835193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/8736702978941835193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-at-beach.html' title='A day at the beach'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGquR6IKgZI/AAAAAAAAAME/x8Q0KSFum24/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-919658972000655678</id><published>2008-07-01T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:32:52.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Santa Ana Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218170456967873394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqqYjECA3I/AAAAAAAAALc/7Krvs4VS55M/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqrG51gyTI/AAAAAAAAALk/BvNcLAG_UM0/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218171253354973490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqrG51gyTI/AAAAAAAAALk/BvNcLAG_UM0/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqrHvRfDXI/AAAAAAAAALs/-6RAPiKjlqQ/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218171267699379570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqrHvRfDXI/AAAAAAAAALs/-6RAPiKjlqQ/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqrISzSSUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pi4aOqtt_p4/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218171277236390210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqrISzSSUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pi4aOqtt_p4/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqrIoII2GI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GWyKM2CIjw8/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218171282960996450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqrIoII2GI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GWyKM2CIjw8/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a trip to the Santa Ana zoo with Jackson and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Raylee&lt;/span&gt;. I told Bella where we were going on the way and she cried saying, "I don't want to go to the zoo. The animals will scare me!" Where does she come up with this stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here favorite things were the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;monkeys&lt;/span&gt; and the sheep. Jackson and her loved watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;monkeys&lt;/span&gt; run and swing through the cages. They were very active and put on a good show. The second highlight for Bella was feeding the goats and sheep. She thought it was great, Jackson on the other hand wanted nothing to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hand in hand they went looking at all the animals and running through the zoo. It was so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/684351689481214497-919658972000655678?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/919658972000655678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=919658972000655678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/919658972000655678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/919658972000655678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-took-trip-to-santa-ana-zoo-with.html' title='The Santa Ana Zoo'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqqYjECA3I/AAAAAAAAALc/7Krvs4VS55M/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-4673235049662772418</id><published>2008-07-01T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:11:28.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella loves feeding Madalyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqk9Ihvs5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/-kWn1RItt4o/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqk9TV-QCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7evwuLUvM1Q/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218164491333550114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqk9TV-QCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7evwuLUvM1Q/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqk9u2itEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/sUAkJLbwEB8/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218164498717914178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqk9u2itEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/sUAkJLbwEB8/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqk-bT81eI/AAAAAAAAALA/UKEJprmmipE/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218164510652421602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqk-bT81eI/AAAAAAAAALA/UKEJprmmipE/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Madalyn is eating solids, Bella thinks it is the greatest thing in the world to feed her. I was hestitant at first but you know what, she is really good at it and Madalyn enjoys it too. I love it because it gives me an extra 10 minutes to clean up the kitchen after breakfast. Bella has such a helping heart and Madalyn is so patient and tolerant of being fed a little bit slower or with the occasional jab down the throat with the spoon. As you can see, food ends up pretty much everywhere but Bella will clean up everything when done. She gets baby wipes and wipes down Madalyn's face and the highchair and anywhere else that needs it. I am on the road to having my own little maid soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a little clip of them in action...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-635a85d192fc0ab1" 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://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D635a85d192fc0ab1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4061DFBA69E16B00EC6E524B87B3CD73FB19ED19.41AF8160343487F00F5ADC10927A7D9BC3354D26%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D635a85d192fc0ab1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdQT9MaS3XXVkTrSd9pZPX96Rg2U&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://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D635a85d192fc0ab1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4061DFBA69E16B00EC6E524B87B3CD73FB19ED19.41AF8160343487F00F5ADC10927A7D9BC3354D26%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D635a85d192fc0ab1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdQT9MaS3XXVkTrSd9pZPX96Rg2U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-4673235049662772418?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=635a85d192fc0ab1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4673235049662772418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=4673235049662772418' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/4673235049662772418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/4673235049662772418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/bella-loves-feeding-madalyn.html' title='Bella loves feeding Madalyn'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqk9TV-QCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7evwuLUvM1Q/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-2778543182548884079</id><published>2008-07-01T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:36:42.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip to the Dentist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqisnXpnLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Rt_MQW2ZXqU/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218162005628263602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqisnXpnLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Rt_MQW2ZXqU/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqis8p5-FI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5HeAuDVvrsA/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218162011341977682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqis8p5-FI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5HeAuDVvrsA/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqitXNLrQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Jo_9VeRh8g0/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218162018469260546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqitXNLrQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Jo_9VeRh8g0/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqitm5C5uI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rm2pHLp8MP4/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218162022679766754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqitm5C5uI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rm2pHLp8MP4/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella had her first dentist appointment a few weeks ago. I was a little anxious on how it would go as she is a little bit apprehensive when it comes to teeth brushing. She had a horrible mouth virus when she was 18 months old and she had infection and canker sores throughout her mouth and throat. She has been fearful of it since then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we found a really great sweet pediatric dentist that has an amazing office. We went the day before her appointment to let Bella get acquainted. She didn't want to go at first but cried when we had to leave. They put on Cinderella for her and were showing it throughout the office and had a big monkey with huge teeth named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mojo&lt;/span&gt; and she brushed his teeth in the chair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the next day we got all dressed up in her "white and pink outfit with cowboy boots and straight hair" (as she insisted) and went to the dentist. She hopped right into the chair, opened her mouth and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mesmerized&lt;/span&gt; by Cinderella playing on the ceiling. I don't think she even noticed what they were doing. They picked, brushed, polished and flossed away and she got a clean bill of health! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left with a pink balloon and new toothbrush in hand as she asked when we get to go back.  Good job kiddo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-2778543182548884079?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2778543182548884079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=2778543182548884079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/2778543182548884079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/2778543182548884079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/trip-to-dentist.html' title='A Trip to the Dentist!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqisnXpnLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Rt_MQW2ZXqU/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-2168559184975138728</id><published>2008-07-01T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:22:32.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Date with Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqein2MAtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pIDD5E77W6w/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218157435911144146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqein2MAtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pIDD5E77W6w/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqei5pbjpI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GU5dS4cP-vQ/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218157440689475218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqei5pbjpI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GU5dS4cP-vQ/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqejIe_G3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/7AhJaMWto14/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218157444672199538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqejIe_G3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/7AhJaMWto14/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqejpzaBUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9l9QgT42uGY/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218157453616219458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqejpzaBUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9l9QgT42uGY/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqej6BPqhI/AAAAAAAAAKA/vA2PWVIgQXs/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bella loves her daddy and knows the way to his heart is through his stomach.  Through chocolate chip cookies to be exact.   And she has gotten pretty smart about it because she knows that if she makes cookies for daddy, she gets to eat them too.  She loves to cook anything but this is a favorite.  So, before Jeremy got home, we made him cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she got all dressed up for her date.  She picked out her whole outfit from the macaroni necklace to the princess high heel shoes.  Actually, I made her wear the leggings.  She was so proud and just admired herself in the mirror before she showed him.  I got visions of her in years to come (a long long time away) before a date.  She was giddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he ohh'd and aww'd over her and off they went.  They went to get ice cream and play around the fountain which is a favorite past time for her.  Then Jeremy brought her home and they got changed into play clothes to go play at the park.  She had a blast and I am pretty sure he did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks babe for being such a great dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-2168559184975138728?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2168559184975138728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=2168559184975138728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/2168559184975138728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/2168559184975138728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/date-with-daddy.html' title='Date with Daddy'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqein2MAtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pIDD5E77W6w/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-1039999917044777863</id><published>2008-07-01T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:03:12.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madalyn's 6 Month Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqXQngT37I/AAAAAAAAAJY/hIdqaS0o3iw/s1600-h/0025P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218149430000345010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqXQngT37I/AAAAAAAAAJY/hIdqaS0o3iw/s320/0025P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqWtDO7m5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/vnp2X8_llns/s1600-h/0062P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218148818968353682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqWtDO7m5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/vnp2X8_llns/s320/0062P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqWtRDsZwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ElY3lxViYqk/s1600-h/0012P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218148822679316226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqWtRDsZwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ElY3lxViYqk/s320/0012P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqWV6ojieI/AAAAAAAAAJA/f4ejOISMuBQ/s1600-h/0033P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218148421522917858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqWV6ojieI/AAAAAAAAAJA/f4ejOISMuBQ/s320/0033P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqWI-IWtRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/L2h0d7gtU3I/s1600-h/0008P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218148199123301650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqWI-IWtRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/L2h0d7gtU3I/s320/0008P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqWJNYZLvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/EK6PazvuIeA/s1600-h/0010P-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madalyn turned six months on May 9th and my friend Sarah took some amazing pictures of the cutie at the Fullerton Arboretum.  I stuck her in a pot that I painted white and put some big flowers on her head.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So picture this...Sarah is 9 months pregnant and shows up to take the pictures AND is in LABOR!  She was in early labor and contracting about every 3-5 minutes.  I told her maybe we should just go to the hospital or have her lay down and skip the pictures but she insisted that she wanted to get them done.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was about 95 degrees outside (but it felt like 110) and so I had to hold 2 umbrellas over Madalyn so that we could get some decent lighting.  Sarah is laying on the ground- or attempting to I should say- in the direct sun trying to work around her belly.  I am trying to hold the umbrellas steady while dancing and jumping around to get Madalyn smile.  Mind you, we were not the only ones in the park so I don't know what other people were thinking!  So, with all of that said, Madalyn was a trooper and we got some great shots.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madalyn is still our little sunshine and happy most all of the time.  She just started rolling over 2 weeks before her 6 month birthday (which is really late and shows her easy going personality) and since then has figured out she can move.  She is now trying to crawl.  Her favorite person is Bella and she watches her all the time.  She smiles when she walks into a room or she hears her voice.  Enjoy the pics!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-1039999917044777863?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1039999917044777863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=1039999917044777863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/1039999917044777863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/1039999917044777863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/madalyns-6-month-pictures.html' title='Madalyn&apos;s 6 Month Pictures!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SGqXQngT37I/AAAAAAAAAJY/hIdqaS0o3iw/s72-c/0025P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-3057845485516224906</id><published>2008-05-26T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:00:38.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our trip to Palm Springs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs4hFHUN-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/rO2jAOKTAR4/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204815935316441058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="195" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs4hFHUN-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/rO2jAOKTAR4/s320/033.JPG" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs68lHUOEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wpEVPf0pRws/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204818606786099266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="193" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs68lHUOEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wpEVPf0pRws/s320/080.JPG" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs8XVHUOJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1iG9Ibtghxo/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204820165859227794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs8XVHUOJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1iG9Ibtghxo/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs7jFHUOGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YKdBSW4jvjw/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204819268211062882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs7jFHUOGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YKdBSW4jvjw/s320/102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs681HUOFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UEhVHSuNwrc/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204818611081066578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="182" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs681HUOFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UEhVHSuNwrc/s320/086.JPG" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs5a1HUOBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eje-8UOA9U8/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204816927453886482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="275" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs5a1HUOBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eje-8UOA9U8/s320/051.JPG" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs3XFHUN8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/IPQqBE6zoTk/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204814664006121410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs3XFHUN8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/IPQqBE6zoTk/s200/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs5JFHUOAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/I7Q-t8PtWN8/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204816622511208450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="275" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs5JFHUOAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/I7Q-t8PtWN8/s320/049.JPG" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs7jVHUOHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1stiR_TW6UU/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204819272506030194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="178" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs7jVHUOHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1stiR_TW6UU/s320/105.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204815518704613330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs4I1HUN9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/1Y9dcdW9geY/s320/029.JPG" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204816308978595826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs421HUN_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ALB6w4TRAUs/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204817515864406050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs59FHUOCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/e2vhOkLHAos/s320/063.JPG" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204819744952432770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs7-1HUOII/AAAAAAAAAIc/F8FXPZX235k/s400/093.JPG" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs7jFHUOGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YKdBSW4jvjw/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204817898116495410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs6TVHUODI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FiU9AM3V8wQ/s400/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past week my mom rented a beautiful condo in Palm Springs. We headed out there for some vacation time with the family. It was right on this golf course and you could walk right out onto the course from our back porch area. We arrived on Wednesday to crazy winds- and I mean crazy. Bella could hardly walk in it because it was so strong so we just sort of dragged her along. After a few short trips to the grocery store, Costco, and unpacking, we were settled. The winds died down that night so we took a walk and explored our new home for the week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next morning it was crazy windy again and looked like rain. We ate breakfast, played games, and I laid out in the back hoping to get a little sun. In one of the pictures above, Bella and Peyton have lipstick all over their faces. We left them unattended for two minutes and they found the "lippy". I was so proud of their color choices I told them. Bella went for the more earthy tone and Peyton picked a pink that really pops. They already have amazing fashion sense don't you think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That afternoon we hit the pool and it was all of 73 degrees outside but it felt warm in the sun. The kids (and I will admit it- me too) had a blast on the water slide and swimming in all the different pools. Bella and Peyton are little fish and we had to keep an eye on them constantly. Bella had to be pulled from the middle of the pool twice as she tried to swim off on her own. The girl thinks she can swim marathons on her own and just takes off! She has no fear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday night we headed out to dinner, which was the last night we did that. The kids were exhausted from swimming all day and none of them had napped yet. So we were all a little tired and hungry as we headed to Outback for dinner. It was a struggle getting through ordering and Peyton had a weak moment and needed to go outside with her dad for a talk. Bella thought something really fun was going on out there and wanted to leave the table too. I explained to here that Peyton was having a talk with her daddy and she would be back soon. She is in the why stage which is oh so fun. So of course she replies, "Why?" I then said, "Peyton wasn't listening and was being selfish so she is having a talk." And my little opportunist replies, "I wanna be a hellfish too so I can have a talk!" My grandma quickly pipes in and says, "No sweetheart, we can only handle one hellfish at a time." :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday, it actually did rain but we had an exciting morning of charades. The little kids had never played before and thought it was great fun. I would whisper in Bella and Peyton's ear something to act out. They would then get up and act it out for two seconds and announce what they were. Ethan whispered to my mom, "I am going to be a cow, and you're going to milk me." Too cute! We headed to the pool again that afternoon and Jeremy arrived that day. That evening we took a walk out on the golf course and the boys hit some balls around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday we went to the local swap meet and did a little bit of shopping. We saw a window of opportunity to swim as it was the first day of sun but huge black ominous clouds were all around us slowing creeping in. We raced back to the condo, got changed and headed to the pool. By then, the clouds had caught up to us and it was not sunny any longer. It was kinda of the joke for the week if you hadn't noticed by now. But we swam anyways til the kids lips were blue!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday was a beautiful day and we hung out by the pool for a little bit before heading home. Jeremy and Bella popped in for a quick visit to his grandmother who lives out there on our way home. There is a picture with Bella and "her Gee Gee" above. All in all it was a great trip of relaxing by the pool, playing games, basketball matches for the boys, and eating. Thanks for a great trip mom! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you would like to see more pictures of our trip, please click on the link below!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.snapfish.com/share/p=229261211842447877/l=385150898/g=42766192/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB"&gt;http://www2.snapfish.com/share/p=229261211842447877/l=385150898/g=42766192/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-3057845485516224906?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3057845485516224906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=3057845485516224906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3057845485516224906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/3057845485516224906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-trip-to-palm-springs.html' title='Our trip to Palm Springs'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDs4hFHUN-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/rO2jAOKTAR4/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-2921784639982177590</id><published>2008-05-20T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T10:55:34.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202599511772152946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNYsP_MxHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/u0Wh4gYjXrU/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And, we're back...blogging is a funny thing. You do it to keep everyone posted and up to date on your busy life and then when life gets busy and you have lots to write about, you don't have time! So the last month has been a little crazy around here with alot going on and this will be a lengthy post to get you all caught up. So sit back and get cozy- here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202597291274060834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNWq__MxCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BVb7h_JN5Do/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last month our dear friends came home from Tennessee for a visit. We had a fun filled two weeks and Bella was thrilled to have her best little girlfriend home, Ava. Bella had been asking for her since she left and I have been trying to explain what it means to move and that Ava is now living in Tennessee and you can only get there by going on an airplane. Bella asks, "Why does she live at the sea?" So, we show up and Ava runs up to Bella and tries to give her a big hug while Bella is a little hesitant and not really getting the whole thing. She looks at Renee (Ava's mom) and says, "I am not going on an airplane with you." Here we all are at Disneyland and this picture is the majority of what we did there. It is really funny trying to go to Disneyland with 5 kids age 2 and under. It is really hard to get anything done. So this was the highlight of our trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNYbv_MxGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7SX-liuhG3g/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202599228304311394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="175" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNYbv_MxGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7SX-liuhG3g/s320/054.JPG" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed out to Palm Springs to spend some time with Jeremy's family. Here is Bella with her Papa. I thought I would do a little tribute to him here as Bella adores her Papa. I giggled when I saw this picture. It is easy to see why when you watch them together- he is silly and goofy and tender with her. She is still asking for you daily Papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNXV__MxDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/038TGbQYD3s/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202598030008435762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="158" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNXV__MxDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/038TGbQYD3s/s320/005.JPG" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Madalyn just turned 6 months and I can't believe how quickly it goes with your second. She started rolling over at 5 months old and hasn't stopped. She is trying to scoot and I think she is going to be on the go soon. She gets so frustrated when she can't crawl and is already trying to figure it out. She loves her sister and is trying to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNXi__MxEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ur7gnM7KyTY/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202598253346735170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="215" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNXi__MxEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ur7gnM7KyTY/s320/010.JPG" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella's favorite game right now is playing baby. She wants me to feed her, (which she has refused since she was 9 months old!) and swaddle her, rock her, and put a pacifier in. Now when feeding Madalyn she will go and get her sippy cup and lay down right next to her so I can feed them both. Yes, its sort of cute but also quite annoying. I am hoping she starts to embrace being a big girl soon again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNZKf_MxII/AAAAAAAAAF8/P1d1avrLWxc/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202600031463195778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" height="355" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNZKf_MxII/AAAAAAAAAF8/P1d1avrLWxc/s400/013.JPG" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of my favorite times are when my kids are sleeping. Can I get an amen moms? Not because I don't enjoy them by any means but isn't there something so sweet about a sleeping little one? They look so peaceful laying there quietly. The whole world seems at peace when you watch a sleeping child. I could literally watch my girls during their whole naps and not get bored. If you don't have kids, this probably sounds crazy but just you wait! Madalyn fell asleep the other day with her foot in her hand, sticking straight up in the air. She stayed that way her whole nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNZyf_MxJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZtILCO5hAV8/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202600718657963154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="270" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNZyf_MxJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZtILCO5hAV8/s400/002.JPG" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly, Bella and Peyton went to a princess party. Mommies and girls had to dress up as princess's and Bella just thought this was the greatest day ever. She had so much fun watching me get ready, and then the whole hair and make up experience. I realized, I enjoyed it just as much as her and I am so glad I have two little girls! I wore my wedding dress, Bella was Snow White, and Peyton dressed as Cinderella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNZ-f_MxKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JpOHiumbBwQ/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202600924816393378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="317" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNZ-f_MxKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JpOHiumbBwQ/s400/007.JPG" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNZ-f_MxKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JpOHiumbBwQ/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNZ-f_MxKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JpOHiumbBwQ/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNZ-f_MxKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JpOHiumbBwQ/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNZ-f_MxKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JpOHiumbBwQ/s1600-h/007.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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-2921784639982177590?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2921784639982177590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=2921784639982177590' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/2921784639982177590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/2921784639982177590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-were-back.html' title='And we&apos;re back...'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SDNYsP_MxHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/u0Wh4gYjXrU/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-6622318429354177633</id><published>2008-04-14T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:04:59.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQ0FgmWs1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/E9KoYZy6RGA/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189329939892450130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQ0FgmWs1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/E9KoYZy6RGA/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQxVgmWsxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2T1oJrgP5Wk/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189326916235473682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="185" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQxVgmWsxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2T1oJrgP5Wk/s320/021.JPG" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend we had a blast taking advantage of the warm weather! It was in the 90's on Saturday so we decided to hit the beach with the girls. So we sunblocked them up and headed out. After surprisingly getting an amazing parking space, we lugged out the girls and gear and got a great spot on the busy beach too! And it only took us one trip which I think is pretty impressive in itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQx_gmWsyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8ZeDHca_TpM/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189327637789979426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQx_gmWsyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8ZeDHca_TpM/s200/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom and grandmother happened to be in Corona Del Mar too so they joined us and brought lunch. It was such a nice surprise! Bella was so enthralled with the water and loved jumping over the waves and splashing with daddy. Another highlight was building sandcastles. We are now convinced that we need to move to the beach! She cried when we left and is still asking daily to go back. Madalyn was content to just lay out under the umbrella and watch it being brushed by the breeze. She feel asleep in her cute little suit and with a pacifier in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also our 5 year anniversary that day so Jeremy and I went to dinner that night. We went to the Ivy in LA which is known for its popularity with the stars. We didn't see anyone famous but had a great time sitting out on the patio and talking about the past and future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQyvAmWszI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SlFB7f7MQwA/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189328453833765682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQyvAmWszI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SlFB7f7MQwA/s200/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQzGgmWs0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS7ndqL1H78/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189328857560691522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQzGgmWs0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS7ndqL1H78/s200/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Sunday we went bowling for the first time with Bella. It was so cool because now they have a system where the bumpers pop up only on her turn. They also gave us a ramp for her to push to bowling ball down. Apparently, I should have had the bumpers &amp;amp; ramp too as I bowled my worst game ever! Bella beat me, by alot too! Next time I think I will let her bowl for me too!&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189331189727933282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQ1OQmWs2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/_DGvUmp-G5Q/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-6622318429354177633?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6622318429354177633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=6622318429354177633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/6622318429354177633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/6622318429354177633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/summer-is-coming.html' title='Summer is coming!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQ0FgmWs1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/E9KoYZy6RGA/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-8576351399297559892</id><published>2008-04-14T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:17:40.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women Empowering Women!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQsVAmWsuI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1H6Kz69pQKQ/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189321410087400162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQsVAmWsuI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1H6Kz69pQKQ/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My church, Yorba Linda Friends, is sponsoring an upcoming women's 5k/8k run on April 27th of this year. I thought I would be running but that is not the case- I will walking, quickly that is! :) My girls have been helping me as I push them around Craig Park. I have decided to participate in the event because I strongly believe in the cause. We as a church are committed to changing the face of India and empowering the women there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a caste system in India that horribly oppresses the poor, and in particular, the poor women and children of this country. The lowest of the low in this caste system is called the Dalit. There are about 250 to 300 million Dalits in India. The estimated population in the United States is 298 million.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dalit women face horrors and challenges that we as American women cannot even imagine. For the most part they are not allowed to be educated. Many are not allowed to work, and if they do, it is back breaking agriculture work that they are barely compensated for. The average wage per day is less than a dollar. Children begin working as young as the age of 5 to help contribute to the family's income.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a grave problem of malnutrition in children and extremely poor health among many women who cannot get the help they need, even in pregnancy and childbirth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, there is a rampant problem of rape among these Dalit women who cannot even get vindication through their judicial system. These poor women are considered less valuable than animals and less than human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a part of empowering these women, giving them hope and the ability to provide for their many times, fatherless children. The money from this event is being raised to build vocational schools, to teach them how to sew, buying them a sewing machine, and ultimately providing them with a marketable trade to begin their own business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed to be women living in the United States of America. If you would like to partner with me to make a difference in these women's lives on the other side of the world, you can do this by making a pledge donation for this upcoming race. "Women Empowering Women" is our theme for this cause. The donation amount however small or large does not matter. God can use any amount to make a difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to help empower these women, just click on the link below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ylfc.org/cgi-bin/index.cgi?name=5k" target="_blank"&gt;http://ylfc.org/cgi-bin/index.cgi?name=5k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, scroll down and on the left side you will see "Sponsor". Click on "Make a Charitable Donation".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will keep you posted on how it goes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-8576351399297559892?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8576351399297559892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=8576351399297559892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/8576351399297559892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/8576351399297559892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/women-empowering-women.html' title='Women Empowering Women!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/SAQsVAmWsuI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1H6Kz69pQKQ/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-6309480410834267893</id><published>2008-04-09T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:17:52.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enunciation vs. Pronunciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_2eosu6kLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PKFfd9XKkYU/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187476767840571570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_2eosu6kLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PKFfd9XKkYU/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Bella is our little performer if you haven't noticed. She loves to sing and dance and dress up. I thought I would post a little bit of her latest performance singing "Jesus Loves the Little Children."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing I like most about her performances are the way that she over enunciates her words. If she doesn't know what the words are, she makes them up. But the made up words are very clear and loud. So check out the video and you will see what I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a6e73a7ab60195da" 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://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6e73a7ab60195da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51B42AA33EF1F949EC8657CED29545B4E1FDFA0F.2CF568EA85A80566C9640EBD8252F88EDDC5571F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6e73a7ab60195da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB5qNUZyMTRUEoPjz21hpBqpHS8s&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://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6e73a7ab60195da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51B42AA33EF1F949EC8657CED29545B4E1FDFA0F.2CF568EA85A80566C9640EBD8252F88EDDC5571F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6e73a7ab60195da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB5qNUZyMTRUEoPjz21hpBqpHS8s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-6309480410834267893?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a6e73a7ab60195da&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6309480410834267893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=6309480410834267893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/6309480410834267893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/6309480410834267893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/enunciation-vs-pronunciation.html' title='Enunciation vs. Pronunciation'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_2eosu6kLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PKFfd9XKkYU/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-7477841162398059232</id><published>2008-04-09T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:47:19.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madalyn is 5 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_1zn8u6kKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MaNM11sz31Q/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187429475955675298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_1zn8u6kKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MaNM11sz31Q/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little magpie is 5 months old today! I have nicknamed her "magpie" since we brought her home from the hospital. When she was in NICU that first week, every time I went to see her she was quiet and happy. As soon as we brought her home, she had alot to say, all night long. I wanted to call the NICU and ask if she did that with them! And, she is still my little talker. Always cooing and babbling. She is our happy little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday we went to the doctor and she weighed 16 lbs. 10 oz. She is still off the charts but is really slowing down in the weight gain area. She is now sleeping about 11 hour stretches through the night and eating 5 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella and I figured out that she can be calmed immediately with "Jesus Loves Me" and it makes sense since she has literally heard it everyday of her life. I sing it to Bella every night before bed so Madalyn has heard it since she could hear in the womb. If she is upset and crying, we just start singing and immediately she calms and listens. If we stop, she starts crying again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madalyn is happy to just sit and be entertained. Her personality is totally opposite of Bella's as a baby. She is happy just to sit on your lap and watch you talk. She cares less about toys but loves a soft stuft animal or silky blanket. She loves everyone but her favorite little person is Bella. When she hears or see her coming she gets a huge smile on her face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is not rolling over or trying to get from here to there. Hey, I am totally happy with it all. Tonight, I left her on her tummy and left the room for a couple of minutes. When I came back she was on her back. So, mobility is on the way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 5 month birthday Magpie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c364dbe408b11d9f" 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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc364dbe408b11d9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DF5B7C1ECE02418EAB79773FDD378560F21A933.128F6628BC0B995A3437544896BE792A55A31004%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc364dbe408b11d9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrnsEGr_a3Y1erjnVFbrt86n0RPo&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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc364dbe408b11d9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331673858%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DF5B7C1ECE02418EAB79773FDD378560F21A933.128F6628BC0B995A3437544896BE792A55A31004%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc364dbe408b11d9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrnsEGr_a3Y1erjnVFbrt86n0RPo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-7477841162398059232?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c364dbe408b11d9f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7477841162398059232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=7477841162398059232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/7477841162398059232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/7477841162398059232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/madalyn-is-5-months-old.html' title='Madalyn is 5 months old!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_1zn8u6kKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MaNM11sz31Q/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-8085227545693572711</id><published>2008-04-04T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T10:00:31.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile PolliLop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_erv9czEpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/m9Qwz4qMa6Y/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185802336377967250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_erv9czEpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/m9Qwz4qMa6Y/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This week we settled down with sniffles and coughs. The girls are sick so they stayed comfy in their jammies most of the week and played together. Bella's favorite thing to do is lay next to Madalyn and ask me to take pictures of them. I can't tell you how many pictures of them I have together laying on the ground or on a pillow staring blankly at the camera. Then she wants to see the picture to approve it or suggest that I take more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella has figured out what Jeremy and my name is and likes to use it sometimes. Once we correct her, she immediately goes back to calling us momma and daddy like she just forgot for the momen&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_esj9czErI/AAAAAAAAADE/qDMvReYByow/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t. The other day she was asking me to take her and Madalyn's picture. So I obliged her and went and got the camera. As I was standing over them she says, "Take it mommy and I will say, 'Cheese PolliLop!'" It took me a moment but I started laughing as I figured out she was trying to call me Lollipop! I was being teased by my two year old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_evMNczEwI/AAAAAAAAADs/fgqgzVNJ53A/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185806120244155138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_evMNczEwI/AAAAAAAAADs/fgqgzVNJ53A/s200/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are some pictures of them hanging out together. Do you think they look alike? There are definitely some similarities in face structure, but their coloring is obviously opposite. It's funny because I have people tell me all the time that they look exactly alike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_evLtczEvI/AAAAAAAAADk/INs3xmfRKd4/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185806111654220530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_evLtczEvI/AAAAAAAAADk/INs3xmfRKd4/s200/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday nights, Bella takes swimming lessons with Jeremy. The first week she cried through the whole class. I thought, "Oh no, what did we sign up for?" After one month of classes she is now the wildest kid in the class. She wiggles out of Jeremy's arms and just tries to swim away. She can't get very far on her own but she thinks she can. Now she cries when she gets out of the water. Hopefully by this summer she will be a little fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_etYtczEuI/AAAAAAAAADc/pRIa_ydJW-A/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185804135969264354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_etYtczEuI/AAAAAAAAADc/pRIa_ydJW-A/s200/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madalyn is a few days shy of 5 months old. I can't believe how quickly time has flown! She is the happiest little thing and makes us smile and laugh daily. At her 4 month check up she weighed 16 lbs 2 oz and is 26.5 inches long. That puts her off the charts for height and in the 95% for weight. The pediatrician wanted us to start her on rice cereal because she has acid reflux and solids should help it. So here are some pictures of her first encounter with solids!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_etYdczEtI/AAAAAAAAADU/renbtR6af9U/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185804131674297042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_etYdczEtI/AAAAAAAAADU/renbtR6af9U/s200/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-8085227545693572711?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8085227545693572711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=8085227545693572711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/8085227545693572711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/8085227545693572711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/smile-pollilop.html' title='Smile PolliLop!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R_erv9czEpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/m9Qwz4qMa6Y/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684351689481214497.post-7797925614644047673</id><published>2008-03-28T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:57:45.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter 2008'/><title type='text'>I'm Eating Jesus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2HH9czEkI/AAAAAAAAACI/WSS3uI7hzf0/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182947316997493314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2HH9czEkI/AAAAAAAAACI/WSS3uI7hzf0/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope you all had a blessed Easter! This Easter we headed upnorth to spend some time with Jeremy's family. It was Madalyn's first trip up there and she was a champ the whole way there and back which was a huge blessing.&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2F6NczEiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Dyn9puvR4Pc/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182945981262664226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2F6NczEiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Dyn9puvR4Pc/s200/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, we took Bella to the local Easter egg hunt put on by the fire department. Her Aunt Alicia helped her and was determined to find her an egg that won her a big basket full of goodies. My favorite moment of the egg hunt was watching Alicia literally drag Bella behind her when it started. It still makes me laugh and when we got home I found a little grass stain on her pants from the experience. So funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2GmdczEjI/AAAAAAAAACA/2b8cJqwz2pc/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182946741471875634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2GmdczEjI/AAAAAAAAACA/2b8cJqwz2pc/s200/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That afternoon we w&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-1-fdczEdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gXPs2sLfcLI/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ent over to Aunt Wendy and Uncle Dave's house to dye Easter eggs. Bella had such a blast playing with her cousins. She kept asking, "Mom, where is my friends?" every time we weren't with them. They are the sweetest children! At the bottom is Cade, who is Bella's age, then Cole, Bella, Haleigh, Tori, Alicia, and Jordan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That e&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2IbdczEmI/AAAAAAAAACY/BNbDuilG7AY/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182948751516570210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2IbdczEmI/AAAAAAAAACY/BNbDuilG7AY/s200/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vening, Bella and Grammie made Resurrection Rolls. You put a marshmallow that represents Jesus in &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-1_stczEfI/AAAAAAAAABg/6TJD-9DP90Q/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the middle of bread dough (the tomb) and when it cooks, the marshmallow is absorbed into the bread. When you open the "tomb" Jesus has risen. So, we didn't close the rolls well enough and the marshmallows kinda spilt out and got really gooey. Grammie scooped it all out and gave Bella her roll and went through the whole story with her. A few minutes later, Bella was eating her roll that had a few strings of &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2H7NczElI/AAAAAAAAACQ/u3dybmQ0cZI/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;marshmallow left and declared, "I'm eating Jesus!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here we are on Easter day at Uncle John and Aunt Beverly's house. We had a afternoon of sweet time with family and Madalyn meet a lot of family for the first time. Here is a picture of all of the family together. At this point we had taken muliple family pictures and Bella was pretty much done. We had no idea what she was doing during the pictures until we got home and looked at them. They say there is always one in every family, and Bella is ours. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182959476049908354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2SLtczEoI/AAAAAAAAACo/hz8pnJd_i9E/s320/032308+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To check out more pictures of our trip, please click on the following link: &lt;a href="http://www2.snapfish.com/share/p=534281206754054091/l=365816053/g=42766192/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB"&gt;http://www2.snapfish.com/share/p=534281206754054091/l=365816053/g=42766192/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2Kg9czEnI/AAAAAAAAACg/p75ONuvhtXQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2Kg9czEnI/AAAAAAAAACg/p75ONuvhtXQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684351689481214497-7797925614644047673?l=kientzfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7797925614644047673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684351689481214497&amp;postID=7797925614644047673' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/7797925614644047673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684351689481214497/posts/default/7797925614644047673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kientzfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-eating-jesus.html' title='I&apos;m Eating Jesus!'/><author><name>kientzfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01685910945479876065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_balCyXUrwvg/R-2HH9czEkI/AAAAAAAAACI/WSS3uI7hzf0/s72-c/065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
